Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1142 is coming

The kingdom of heaven is large, like a space without borders.

Higher places above the clouds, the holy light shining all the time, is the sanctuary of the Lord, that is, the land where the Lord lives.

There are also different places in the clouds.

The city of the saints, also known as the Holy City, is the place where angels were born, educated, and lived.

When the angel dies, it will be reborn in the holy pool of the saints. The power of the holy pool comes from the glory of the Lord's sanctuary, and as long as the sanctuary shines, the holy pool will never stop.

There is also the kingdom of the prayers, that is the beautiful soul of the world, the land of the Lord's most pure faith.

The land beneath the clouds is also part of the kingdom of heaven. It is called the hometown of the saints. It has the most beautiful scenery in the world. The earth, the mountains and rivers, the grasslands... are places that are not polluted.

At this time, the land beneath the clouds ushered in a large war of infighting - the invaders of the detached, who were on the saint's homeland, sown an unclean flame.

The saints, one angel after another, recovered from the holy pool and flew away from the clouds for a moment to defend against the invaders.

For some nascent angels, it is difficult to adapt to this rush of battles - perhaps, in their cognition, it is hard to imagine that there will be enemies invading the kingdom of heaven.

"Meta Tron! Come over! You are standing at the opening and closing of the Fortress of the Holy City Defense System!"

The moment when the stern voice sounded, shortly after the birth, the angel Metatron, who had not completely completed the education, gave a slight glimpse, then quickly spread the wings and left the place where he stood.

"Hello of Carmel Archangel." Metatelon came to the side of the Archangel's mentor, with a trace of horror on his face... This is a very uncoordinated look among the many low-ranking angels.

The archangel named Came frowned at this time, but the war was a little tight. Nowadays, there are four detached people in the city who have broken through the line of defense and directly invaded into the holy city. It seems to be the holy pool used by the angels to reincarnate.

"What are these invaders?" Metatelon looked at the spread of the Holy City after the war.

The power of the invaders is very powerful. No matter how many low-order angels rush, they instantly become fly ash. Only the archangels can stand up under the attack of the invaders.

"The detached person, a group of volunteers who voluntarily flow outside the time and space, crouching in the gap between the yuan!" The archangel did not talk too much. "Invade my Lord's kingdom, that is the enemy! But they will not attack too long." time."

“Why?” Metatron asked subconsciously.

"Invading the kingdom of heaven requires more powerful forces to interfere with the glory of my Lord outside of heaven. Every moment is a great drain... Heaven is a country recognized by all world consciousness. They have stopped since they exile themselves. Recognized by the will of the world, without interference, their power will drop rapidly!"

The archangel said, but it was not too much geography to let Metatron, but rushed to the place where Metatron first stood, and personally manipulated a defense system in the Holy City.

I saw a huge aura, which began to spread from the place where the Archangels were.

Ring of Light!

Metatelon blinked his eyes, which is the blessing power that can strengthen the power of all angels... At the same time, the light cannons of the mighty power of the Holy Light everywhere in the Holy City also quickly shot into the invasion. The enemy of the Holy City.

"Only a few of us, it seems that we can't eat this place in a short time."

Invaded into the Holy City, one of the four detached people, naked, dark-skinned, blond... After he easily blocked the attack of this light cannon, he was helpless: "We have short-term time... ...Albert, these defense attacks are handed over to you. I will first destroy the defense center of the city."

“Hey! I still prefer to continue my work in my lab, not to abuse violence here.”

Wendeng, the white-haired Albert sighed. "Unfortunately, as a guide, in the face of such a battle, I inevitably need to bring my younger generation, let him grow the must-see... please Forgive me, the apostles of God. May your energy be calmed down."

Below, I heard Albert's snoring, and Robert frowned. But at this time, the overwhelming energy of the Holy Light, the attacks of the angels, gathered in front of Albert.

What he faced was a horrible ocean of energy... In the face of such a terrible attack, Rob's face could not help but change slightly.

I saw that Albert had no extra movements at this time, just reaching out and writing something in the air... It seemed to be a strange formula of a certain road.

The formula is not long, at least until the ocean of energy is about to swallow him. Albert waved a bullet and shattered the formula written... The attack from the city, in an instant, has disappeared invisible!

This... is this the strength of the detached?

Rob's pupil shrinks slightly.

According to Albert, he has joined the detachment, but it is not really a detachment. At the very least, before he completes Albert's series of experiments, he can't reach the level of true detachment - he can only be regarded as a quasi-excess.

From the shock, Rob's side, a light sword, quickly and accurately stabbed toward him... This is a must, shot is an archangel of the Holy City defense.

However, what makes this angel strange is that the long light sword has already stabbed the enemy - the enemy in front of him, his body instantly decomposed, decomposed into a number of particles... and then aggregated.

Attack, invalid!

"You are a phantom?" The attacking archangel was shocked.

At this moment, the particles gathered again, and Rob appeared in front of the archangel, swaying his arm and tearing it over the chest of the archangel. "It is not normal quantization... although I don't know exactly. What is it."

The body of the archangel was instantly torn and broken, and turned into a golden light, flying back into the holy pool deep in the holy city. In the end, it only saw the gaze of the enemy's eyes.

Rob frowned and looked at the golden light that was walking away. It was helpless... These angels can kill, but they can’t kill.

He looked at his palm and gently held it... this is his strange ability in the powerful quantum collider in his first experiment in Albert.

His scientific knowledge is not enough for him to understand the principles in this, but he probably knows that this is an ability to transfer attacks to other dimensions. If it can evolve, according to Albert, it seems that this can interfere with the timeline. possibility.

But that will be very far away... too far away, Rob will not be too hot, but constant fighting will inevitably improve the current ability.

These powerful angels in this holy city are good sparring.

At this time, the sky above the clouds suddenly began to sway... The twisted cymbals began to spread in the sky.

Among them, I saw a ugly, sultry, or horrible body struggling to escape from this whirlpool.

Roaring, the horror of the whole country.

Albert looked up and frowned. He said, "Be it, the feast of the Void?"

......

"what is that!"

Faced with the clouds, there are a lot of horror, and each one has a very evil atmosphere, and Metatron has a feeling of incomprehension.

"This group of intruders has brought these dangerous things together!"

At this moment, the face of the Carmel Archangel, who is controlling part of the defense system, has changed dramatically. Because it is clear, these horrible emptiness of the genie, the goal at the moment is awesome... the country of the pledge, the place where the believers of the Lord live!

"Oops, these demons want to devour the prayers!!" Archangel Kami screamed in horror, but at this time, it was also a lack of skill... In the face of the invasion of the four detached people, there was no real in the saints. Can resist their angels.

"If the way Lucifer is still there... 岂容尔等肆!"

But... the star of the morning sun has been completely degraded and became the king of hell.

"Carmi adults!!!"

Suddenly, a screaming voice from Metatron... The archangel Kami was subconscious, but at this moment, its body suddenly broke, turned into a golden light, and returned to the depths of the Holy City. .

"Well, the first pivot point, broken."

Appeared here, it was a strong black man with blond hair and naked body... At this time, he suddenly punched and slammed on the ground!

The horror of the volatility, from the man’s body as the center point, the waves in an instant, flattened the surrounding buildings... Hundreds of low-order angels, under this wave, instantly became golden light, and around Flattened to the ground.

The man licked his wrist at this time, but he was leaning his head. "Oh? It’s actually blocked... You little angel seems to be special."

"Carmi adults..."

In the ruins, Metatelon pushed a huge stone pressed against his body, grabbed his shoulder and stood up.

It looked at the place where the archangels and the angels were destroyed. Not long ago, they also learned together about the knowledge of different time and space, listening to the archangels and telling the story of the Lord.

"Beowulf! Don't stop!"

A voice came at this time, and the dark-haired blond man looked up and said, "Let's go to the left. I solved this little thing and went to another central point."

The detached person who spoke did not have too much stop, but broke the defense of a large number of low-order angels at a very fast speed and cast it on the corner of the holy city.

The black-haired man... Beowulf looked at Metatron and walked slowly. "Oh? Little angel, I saw anger and hatred from your eyes. Do you have feelings, and you have feelings, and It is still this kind of unclean emotion for the kingdom of heaven."

Metatelon bit his teeth, resisting the pain of the injured arm, lifting his arms and condensing the long sword of the Holy Light.

what--! ! !

Roaring, Metatelon rushed to Beowulf in front of him... It could be used as a newborn angel, and the long light sword of the Holy Light, squatting on Beowulf’s body, was directly broken!

Metatron suddenly changed his face suddenly, and at the chest, he ate a strong punch of Beowulf!

The body of Metatron was smashed to the earth, and the originally broken city street broke down and sank!

Metatron suddenly lost consciousness, lying on the ground, motionless... Beowulf frowned at this moment, he punched, still did not break the body of this low-level angel.

"What happened to this little angel..." Beowulf snorted and waved his fist again, thinking that he didn't want to punch it.

At the moment of the fists falling, Metatelon’s body, a faint light suddenly lit up...

The very weak light, turned into a small light, is very fragile when you look at it. It is precisely this faint glory that has survived against Beowulf’s fist.

"this is?"

Suddenly, a fierce sacred force broke out from the body of Metatron. The faint moment, in this moment, reached an extreme and turned into a huge beam of light. Up! !

Among the beams of light, Metatron's body slowly rises, and it still has no sober consciousness, with its head down, but behind it, a pair of wings begin to bloom slowly.

Six...Ten...18...36!

The thirty-six wings of whiteness!

At this moment, Metatron suddenly raised his head, and his face was indifferent... Meittal looked at Beowulf and slowly extended his fingers.

"God said... there must be light."

A sigh of voice.

One of the light means that the faint light directly penetrates Beowulf’s chest – at this moment, Beowulf has no time to react.

He was pierced by the faint light, and his body began to break in a moment... Beowulf shrank a bit at this moment, and looked incredulously at his body.

death.

It’s not like the return of the angels after the death of the angels can be reborn again... as the detached, they are like rootless duckweed, dead, dead...

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The huge beam of light that emerged from the holy city on the cloud suddenly alerted all the detached, and also alerted several powerful blazing angels under Him.

Gabriel, who was entangled in the Lionheart, suddenly stopped his hand at the moment, and the sight was the radiance of the holy city.

The Lionheart also stopped and looked at the appearance of this light column in amazement. "Beowulf actually..."

That beam of light brings not only an alarm, but also a huge and horrible violent sacred force... a terrorist force that surpasses most of the detached people!

"This kind of light is..." Gabriel looked a little.

At the same time, the voice of the **** of the flames, Uriel, who is circling a few detached people, also sounded in the ears of Gabriel. "It is! The monster! Is it really revived? Tatlon..."

"I don't know... but."

Gabriel’s face was dignified and looked at the country of the peace-seekers. “If you are invaded by the Void, the consequences will be very serious... I hope Rafael can resist it. Michael is on the expedition. The world can only rely on us to protect the glory of the father."

Say, Gabriel waved his scepter and faced the afflicted opponent, the lion heart king. The **** was around, and there was a disgusting color on his face. "Stupid lion heart king... you will Will pay for what you do."

"Oh, history has always been written by the winner..." The Lionheart screamed at this moment, his hands slammed, "Unlimited... Sword of Victory!!"

Like a gust of wind, continuous, powerful horror sniper, at this time from the hands of the Lion King, crazy out!

Gabriel’s face was fearless and greeted directly.

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Clouds, the country of the peacemakers.

Above the tower, a gentle, glamorous angel is slowly blowing the harmonica in his hand... The sound of the harmonica is like a sacred music, and is calming every spirit of the peacemaker here.

Let them be quiet, let their fears disappear, the gentle harmonica of the water, fluttering in the wind...

It slowly put down the harmonica in the hand, looked up, and greeted the line of sight. Looking at the empty demons that constantly broke free from the cracks in the interference, there was a touch of worry on his face.

It’s not just these empty demons—there are several detached people before the Void.

At the same time, there was also a strong light, which was shot from the saints of the saints... It looked at it, and the color of anxiety in the eyes was deeper, and at the same time sighed, and then it looked up again and looked into the distance.

"Prayers of the kingdom, not the place where you mess up... Leave, don't disturb the rest of these souls." It slowly said.

"Angel of life...Raphael, not as famous as meeting." A hearty laughter sounded at the same time. It came from a charming man wearing a red robe. He praised: "Your beauty is really Ben Jun, my life is only seen."

The red robe man is a long-time dragon.

In addition to him, there are many detached people gathered here... Dong Zhuo, Solomon, Tibetan sword, Oda, and three other detached people hidden in the shadow.

"Oh? Longyang, are you looking at it again?"

Dong Zhuo, who is as fat as a meat mountain, smiled at the side of his eyes. He still had an arm and an angel's arm in his hand.

"So, I can only expel you from leaving." Rafael flew behind him and flew off the tower.

"Don't worry, play with these little guys first... These demons, we caught very hard, and gave you a gift from heaven." Dong Zhuo licked his lips.

The detached people, standing away from the country of the peacemakers... Above them, a lot of empty emptiness at this moment, madly swooping down!

Not only the country of the peacemakers, these empty demons have invaded into every place of heaven since they appeared in the cracks!

The hometown of the saints, the cities of the saints, the kingdom of the peacemakers...even the sanctuary of the Lord of the Most High!

Raphael frowned and waved his arm.

In the country of the Prayers, a large number of angels rushed to the sky and greeted the invaders of these dimensions... The really dangerous battles began to officially begin.

The distance from the detachment, until now, time is just ten minutes.

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At this moment, a large number of angels, under the impact of the emptiness of the emptiness, have fallen.... Above the clouds, the Yuanmo is raging, and there is also a emptiness of the emptiness. The angels have split their bodies and fall.

A emptiness, its body has been torn, falling into the kingdom of the peacemakers.

It just didn't die.

Only the half-body demon is left, and now follows the instinct... There are plenty of delicious food here - those who have pure and devout faith!

When it dragged half of the body, opened the big mouth, ready to bite the moment of a recent prayer... Its head seems to be nailed directly to the ground.

It couldn't move for a moment.

"These are all used to give things to my master. If you don't ask, you want to eat them. I will be very difficult to do...the beasts."

Only the half-body of the Yuanmo, at this moment a black mist slowly condenses... condenses the human form.

Exquisite face, sultry and charming eyes, as if at any time can sneak up... almost perfect posture.

Female, wearing a snake crown, hand holding a scepter...

She slowly waved the scepter in her hand, and the demons who fell into the country of the peace-seekers, even when they couldn’t get up, their bodies began to dry quickly and finally turned into dust...

"Well... I feel that my strength is weaker."

The woman glanced at it casually, then looked at the sky above the clouds thoughtfully, and suddenly said: "Master... seems to be a substitution?"

She glanced at the empty voodoos of these great forces, and smiled lightly. The scepter slowly landed on the earth... A ray of light slowly moved from the bottom of her feet, like a golden snake.

The woman reached out and stroked the head of the snake, her gaze, and looked back and forth at the distant detachment and the Yuanmo army.

"So, where do you start? Or do you clean these beasts first? After all, such a good prayer, if it is polluted, it is a pity..."

She slowly waved with her scepter in her hand, pointing to the innumerable Yuanmo army, whispering:

- It is the sunset of Egypt, showing the end of the snake... I ordered you as the last Pharaoh...

But the voice of meditation suddenly stopped at this time, emitting the golden snake of the gods. At this time, he also looked up and spit out the red tongue.

She looked away.

At the moment, in the middle of the battlefield between the Angels and the Voids, a strange wave that does not belong to interference and does not belong to the Kingdom of Heaven is slowly born.

The space began to twist, twist, whirlpool, a huge body, and now it is pulling out from the whirlpool...

When it completely detached from the whirlpool, it appeared in her, appeared in Raphael, and appeared in front of Longyang Jun and other detached people. It was a huge body with a height of ten meters.

The figure of a woman, with an expanding light wing behind her, is not like a creature, but a certain kind of giant figure.

[Discovered heterogeneous... huge number... request to destroy... request to destroy... request no response... enter self-determination mode... annihilation mode starts... annihilate system loading... load complete... start. 】

[LA——! 】

The huge peculiar figures, with their hands slightly open, made a sighing voice.

The sound brings a bright red light wave, which is straight to the empty voodoo that is coming. The Yuanmo, under the sweep of the red light beam, instantly became ashes...

(End of this chapter)