The King of All Worlds: Start by Summoning Angels

The old patriarch muttered to himself.

"They are really glowing winged people!"

Like all the other gray dwarves, he raised his head and looked up at the group of angels gathered above the tribe, his expression stagnant.

He had to admit that these 'winged people' were indeed beautiful.

Even from the perspective of the gray dwarves' aesthetics, it was the same.

Most importantly, when his eyes fell on these 'winged people', he even had a feeling of self-abasement and spitting on himself.

He inexplicably wanted to kneel on the ground.

Tell all the mistakes he had made in the past.

For self-salvation!

"Damn it, this is witchcraft!"

The old patriarch shook his head vigorously to keep himself awake, and said angrily: "Sure enough, these creatures from other worlds have the power to confuse people!"

"No matter how beautiful their appearance is, it's just appearance!"

"In essence, they are extremely evil creatures, like demons that haunt at night!"

Seeing that other tribesmen also began to look confused and tended to be bewitched, the old patriarch roared and instantly awakened the surrounding gray dwarves.

"What happened to me just now?"

"I seem to have seen the goddess, and I want to worship uncontrollably!"

"Me too!"

The surrounding gray dwarves talked about it.

Some were shocked, and some were terrified.

The old patriarch said with a gloomy expression: "This is an extremely evil bewitching power that will make us fall into it and unable to extricate ourselves. But as long as we stay awake and determined, these evil creatures will not be able to bewitch us!"

"I understand, patriarch!"

A tribal leader hurriedly said: "The levels of these glowing winged people seem to be not high, generally level five, a few level six. The two highest-level winged people are only level eight."

"Patriarch, I feel we have hope of victory!"

In their tribe, there are three gray dwarves who have reached level eight.

The old patriarch is even a late-level nine-level professional.

He believes that under the leadership of the old patriarch, their tribe will definitely be able to defeat this winged army.

"You are right, victory is just around the corner!"

The old patriarch also feels that he can do it.

However, he still warned: "But don't be careless! This group of alien creatures must have some skills to conquer the goblin tribe."

"Flying is one of their advantages!"

"Hurry up and gather all the tribe's spears and arrows, and distribute them to the professionals above level 5 in the tribe. Use long-range attacks to shoot them down directly from the sky."

His level has reached the late level of level 9.

One step further and he can step into the king level.

But even so, he can't fly.

Because generally speaking, professionals can only fly after stepping into the extraordinary realm. (Elementalists who master flying magic are not included)

In the battlefield of low-end games, having the ability to fly can give you a great advantage.

However, the old patriarch did not panic.

He quickly thought of a countermeasure.

"Okay, patriarch!"

The tribal leaders heard this and hurried down to do it.

...

Above the cave.

The number of angels gathered together has reached more than 350.

This is because Angelica, Mela, and Beth, three four-winged angels, rushed over with their angel teams.

Gathered here are seven fully staffed angel teams.

Plus Iyeta, Sally, Vina and others.

The total number of angels is nearly 370.

Looking around, the hundred-meter-high sky of the cave is full of densely packed beautiful angels, and the long swords burning with angel holy flames completely illuminate the area.

Such a scene is beautiful and shocking.

Not to mention the gray dwarfs below, even the professionals on the island will be stunned when they see this scene.

"A group of low-level intelligent creatures!"

"If my Lord does not need believers, these creatures are only worthy of being purified by the holy flame!"

At this time, Angelica suddenly spoke.

The voice was cold and the expression was indifferent.

She stood at the forefront of the angel army.

Behind her were four-winged angels including Elena, Mirida, and Mattie.

Then, she looked at the four-winged archangel Elena behind her and said, "Elena, before the battle begins, use your faith magic to cleanse the souls of these humble creatures."

"Okay!"

Elena lowered her head slightly.

Then, she flew towards the Gray Land Dwarf Tribe below.

"Let's go too!"

"End this battle as soon as possible!"

Following Angela's words, hundreds of angels immediately flapped their snow-white angel wings behind them, rushing towards the Gray Land Dwarf Tribe like a sacred torrent.

...

"Have these evil creatures finally been unable to bear it?"

The old patriarch of the Gray Land Dwarf Tribe looked up at the four-winged archangel Elena who was flying straight towards him.

In his left and right hands, he held a spear made of fine iron respectively.

There were four spears under his feet.

On his back was a long sword.

He was a swordsman professional in the late ninth level, and he was so powerful that he could call himself a great swordsman.

"Come closer to twenty meters, and I will shoot you down with one spear!"

While the old patriarch stared at Elena who was flying quickly towards the tribe, he estimated the distance of "one spear to kill".

At the same time, he said to the tribesmen around him: "Get ready, wait for the enemy's main force to approach, then you can attack together, and make sure to inflict heavy losses on the enemy in the first round!"

"Yes, Chief!"

The tribesmen nodded one after another, and said that they were ready to win.

On the other side, in the sky outside the tribe...

The four-winged archangel Elena also noticed the old chief and the gray dwarfs.

She even saw the old chief slowly raising the fine steel spear in his hand.

That was obviously a weapon used against her.

However, she was not afraid at all.

In a blink of an eye, she arrived above the tribe, less than a hundred meters away from the assembled gray dwarf army.

Swish! !

Suddenly, a sound of breaking through the air sounded.

Two fine steel spears flew towards her one after the other.

The speed was as fast as lightning.

With the naked eye of ordinary people, they couldn't even see the flight trajectory of the spears.

However, this was not a difficult task for the four-winged archangel Elena.

She flapped her angel wings behind her and instantly turned into a white light and disappeared on the spot.

Two fine steel spears followed closely behind, piercing her afterimage and flying away.

As for Elena's real body, it had already appeared dozens of meters away.

As a late-level ninth-stage strongman, the old patriarch's attack was enough to kill a seventh-level professional in seconds, but it was easily resolved by the four-winged archangel Elena.

Angels have the world's fastest speed.

Ordinary long-range attacks are difficult to cause damage to angels.

If it were a dragon soldier of the same level as Elena, one of the two fine steel spears would probably be inserted into the head and the other pierced through the abdomen.

"Humble heretic!"

Elena walked in the air, looking down at the stunned old patriarch, and said: "Attacking the saints of our Lord will make your soul unable to be redeemed!"

The old patriarch took a deep breath and said sarcastically: "Faith in the evil god can only make the soul degenerate and the body rot!"

"Heretics are always ignorant and fearless!"

Elena raised the white jade-like staff in her hand and waved it gently.

Suddenly, the top of the staff bloomed with holy light.

At the same time, a soft voice floated from Elena's mouth.

"Lord of Holy Light, save the world."

"People should believe in the Lord and worship the Lord..."

"The Supreme Holy Lord created light and expelled darkness forever... The Holy Lord is fraternal and selfless... People should pray to the Lord and pray for the Lord's protection..."

Accompanied by Elena's whispers, endless light rain slowly condensed from the void.

After a moment, the light rain poured into the cave.

The magic of holiness and light filled the heaven and earth.

In the dark, it seemed that countless souls were praying, that was the prayer of believers...

——The magic of faith of the four-winged archangel!