Beckland.
"Justice" Audrey stood in the collective subconscious sea, looking at the floating light and shadow, listening to the noisy voices, as if she was at the intersection of the downtown area, feeling the good and bad of life, and the vigorous pulse hidden beneath these.
She turned her head sideways and smiled at Susie, the big golden retriever dog beside her:
"Your duty is to appease."
After saying that, Audrey's figure disappeared into the sanctuary and appeared silently next to "Magician" Fols and "Judgment" Hugh.
"But I'm just a dog......" Susie, who remained in the sea of the collective subconscious, sighed and muttered to herself.
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Rothschild Islands, Bayam.
"Hanged Man" Alger sat on the edge of the square outside the "Poseidon Church", quietly watching the white doves fly up and people coming and going.
Suddenly, he heard the children's choir singing from inside the church:
"Rush! Rush! Rush!"
Alger couldn't help but laugh.
The howling wind immediately rose, swirling around him, holding him up, and sending him flying high into the sky.
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New Silver City, inside the headquarters church of the "Fool" Church.
"Sun" Derrick said to Waite, who had become extremely huge beside him. Hilmon nodded and said:
"The door to the light has appeared."
"It's going to be a good fight." Waite, who has a shaved head and a dark blue symbol tattooed on the top. Hilmon laughed.
Derrick didn't say anything more, turned into pure and sacred sunlight and flew out of the reserve, like a golden sun rising.
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I saw the sun in the sky, heading towards the high place.
The "Holy Spirit Angel" Renette who has grown a head on her neck. Tinicole said to the student Sharon in a not very satisfied tone:
"Those guys are so ugly.
"Let's curse them to become normal."
"Temperance" lady Sharon nodded lightly and watched the teacher disappear in front of her.
She didn't follow immediately, but closed her eyes first and silently felt her own state.
She remembered a sentence her teacher had taught her:
Moderation is not for long-term suppression, but to look at oneself rationally and for the explosion at critical moments.
Now, it's time!
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Furious Sea, on the deck of the "Future".
"Hermit" lady Gardelia set her sights on First Mate Frank. Lee, 2nd Deputy Heath. Doyle, Captain Otolov, Boatswain Nina and other crew members suddenly felt a little emotional in their hearts.
When she left the "Dawn", she just wanted to become strong as soon as possible, form her own fleet, prove herself to the queen, and regain her recognition.
But now, what she wants to do is actually to protect the world, to fight against the coming catastrophe.
"Perhaps, this is the fate of the 'sage'......"
In the midst of emotion, the "hermit" Gardelia turned into a huge and illusory flow of information and rushed out of the reserve.
Then, she saw two similar torrents of information rising from the Trier part.
Her heart suddenly became calm and peaceful, with a faint sense of joy.
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Beckland, in his own house.
"Moon" Emlin sat in a chair, quietly looking at the dolls in the room.
He knew that the Sequence 1 "Beauty God" extraordinary characteristics left by the Ancestor had not been transferred to the current planet.
This is also a choice that cannot be chosen.
If the other "old rulers" are now fiercely competing for origin and uniqueness, without the extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 1, they will not come in person, and when the divine war over there is over, if the great beings such as Mr. "Fool" win, the transferred Sequence 1 archangel or the corresponding seal will naturally be fine, if the ending is the opposite, relying on advance preparation, there is also time to cut, throw those extraordinary characteristics out, and avoid being fired by the "Old Dominators" again.
This is normal, but there is a special problem now - the "Fallen Mother Goddess" is not in the melee, it is moving away from the corresponding area to gain new life, and if the "Beauty Goddess" extraordinary trait also moves with the sanctuary, it is likely that he will take the time to come over, then all resistance will no longer be meaningful, unless Mr. "Fool" simply abandons the original battlefield.
In the blink of an eye, "Moon" Emlin stood up on the ground, and a huge, black, membrane bat wing grew out of his back.
The pair of wings flapped, and Emlin flew into the air, looking down at the godless vampires who seemed to be moving as usual, and had not yet noticed that the external environment had changed.
He circled around and looked around, heading towards the outside of the reserve, where huge bat wings seemed to cover the sky.
Below, several crimson moonlights flew out of the coffin and from the grave, following the "moon" Emlin.
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Kingdom of Rune, Ahowa County, Tingen.
"Star" Leonard looked at the sky in a daze, feeling that things were different from what he expected.
He immediately restrained his thoughts and said to all the team members gathered in the Black Thorn Security Company:
"Now it's a holiday, let's all go home."
"Deacon, aren't you dealing with the evil gods who may infiltrate you?" Those team members who were either wearing red gloves or black trench coats expressed their doubts.
"Star" Leonard emphasized again:
"Go home immediately.
Please... You.... Collection 6... 9...Book.... Let's go....!
"This is your task, this is what you need to do."
Those "night watchmen" look at me, I look at you, although confused, but still choose to obey orders, after all, the reserve is not the real world, maybe going home has a special symbolic meaning and corresponding psychological effect.
Seeing the players leave one after another, Leonard looked high again.
He had a certain secret authority and could sense that angels had gathered there.
Leonard exhaled slowly, closed his eyes, and some of the original scenes appeared in his mind, the scenes when Megoos came to the Black Thorn Security Company.
His figure was quickly wiped off and moved out of the protected area.
"Captain, did you see it? We are guarding the world.
"This time, I'm not alone, all the angels are fighting alongside me......"
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As soon as the figure of "Star" Leonard was outlined outside the seal and light barrier of the "door", he saw the old man Paris break away from him and gather beside him.
He also saw Lady Arianna dressed as an ascetic, and Antigonus, who had a handful of short black hair on her face, half-white hair but a young face, and saw other angels he knew.
Then, the voice of the "Red Angel" Medici echoed in his ears:
"Everyone, I want you to be a member of my legion."
Become a member of the "Red of War" legion, gather the power of all angels, not fight separately, and maximize the power of the whole? "Star" Leonard understood the intentions of "Red Angel" Medici.
He did not refuse, nodding in agreement.
Franka also heard Medici's words, but did not agree immediately.
It wasn't that she resisted, but that she thought of something through it:
"Judging from the changes in the 'Box of the Old', Lumian should have become a 'Root Scourge' and a 'Cataclysm of Destruction', and Jane and Aurore have also been resurrected.
"In other words, they are great beings, great beings in the field of war.
"And I am a member of the team, a teammate of the origin of war!
"I also don't know how effective the Legion is after becoming a great being......
"Symbols must be universe-wide, but similar abilities should still be limited......
"If I am still within the effective range, wouldn't I be able to share Lumian and their personalities and powers, become the 'root scourge' and 'natural disaster of destruction' of the trumpet, and kill indiscriminately on the current battlefield?"
Thinking of this, Franka sought "help" on the spot, but unfortunately, she did not succeed.
Is the effective range not so large, or is it that some "old ruler" used his symbol to influence Lumian and his team's abilities? Franka muttered and had to choose to join Medici's army temporarily.
At the same time, she saw the "war angel" with long fiery hair and blood-stained black armor.
Medici's eyebrows have highlighted the bright red flag mark.
He had already completed his sacrifice to the origin of war and had undoubtedly received feedback and help, otherwise, even if he had two "Weather Warlock" extraordinary traits, the team's coverage would not be enough to connect all the angels - there were so many angels here, and the area of ten or twenty kilometers was still too crowded.
Now, with the feedback from the source of war, He can better deal with this matter.
Feeling the consent and participation of angels one by one, the "Red Angel" Medici looked at the angels of the outer gods gathered in another dimension and laughed "hehe".
His expression was both disdainful and a little solemn.
A purple flame burned in His hands.
Once, I followed the Lord, saved mankind, and ushered in glory.
Now, I'm still here, and I'll continue to guard it all.
ps: The word count of this chapter is a bit small, but I think it's just right here, and I can't add anything else.
PS2: There is still a chapter in the evening.
(End of this chapter)