Vol 3 Chapter 74: , Protoss Sequence Thirty Two-Angel of Death

"Huh, humans, do you finally know the difference between you and me? You can't beat me. My followers are all over the world. As long as they have been baptized by flames, each of them is the strongest warrior in the world. Remorse there, why don’t you believe in my doctrine, and die with painful memories. May the light guard you hahaha"
The smile from Fire Monster seemed to have begun to reveal madness. The flame dead from all around pounced once again, surrounding everyone. Each of them began to raise their hands, the power of the flames from their fingertips aimed at everyone here, it seemed that the next second... a complete attack
The idiot squeezed his fist, raised the two bricks he had just picked up, and looked at the dead flames outside. He was thinking, thinking... seeking any way to escape from this danger.
Escort Quilin to rush to the fire monster over there, let her seal it as soon as possible?
………………No, there are too many enemies over there, and I can’t guarantee that I can take care of the bread behind me when I take care of Quilin. If something happened to the bread, even if it was to seal the fire monster, it would not make any sense.
Everyone ran away?
It doesn't seem to work either... This monster will always appear, and one day, it will attack the wind and sand. Now it's just a sequence of time.
So... what should I do?
Damn...If Tolan could summon the army of the dead, it would be great.
No... Even if it can be summoned, it doesn't make any sense. Now there are no bones under the feet, all the bones have become flame dead...
Became their enemy.
(Hehehe...hehehehehehe...)
At this moment, Dimming, who had been silent, laughed at this moment.
This is a despicable smile, but also a mocking smile. It was like laughing when he saw something very interesting.
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(Cut, if you don't ask me what I am laughing at, I will never tell you what I am laughing at.)
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(Hey, it’s so boring, isn’t it? It’s rare for me to think of such an interesting thing, what are you doing? Will you die by asking me a little bit?)
(Now, in battle, don't bother me.)
The idiot slapped a flame on the forehead of a dead man, smashing it apart. At the same time, he weighed the other brick in his hand and threw it directly at a monster running over there.
(Hmph, don’t bother you? Take it right, I’m going to bother you. Whether you listen or not is your business, but it’s mine if I don’t say it)
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(Okay, are you really not going to listen? In that case, don't blame me for bothering you)
When the idiot was fighting the flame dead, Dim Mi was finally unwilling to speak. It blocked its breath, a little bit, and told the idiot about the current situation.
(Do you know, what is the sickle that our death knight is holding? Hey, tell you, the name of that sickle is "Harvest". But his exclusive weapon~~~)
(I should have told you before that the eighth demon in our demons sequence is forging. He is responsible for casting all the special weapons of our demons except for the top ten. And this sickle is harvested specifically for him A weapon forged by the death knight.)
(Hey, did you hear it? It's a weapon, a lot of weapons, but... Damn, I get angry when I think of forging. You human kid sealed him? Do you know how much wrong you did? Your behavior is equivalent to depriving all the hand-held weapons of the demons except the top ten. You want them to go to the battlefield with bare hands. Do you understand the meaning of this? Damn)
After a few complaints, Dimie opened his eyes again and said angrily--
(This is just a joke, I don't have that much anger. Even if you complain about you, forging can't break the seal. And you won't listen to my complaints at all. You scumbag.)
(Okay, I take a break and continue to talk about our death knight and his exclusive weapon, harvest. Originally, the death knight should not be said to be an out-and-out combat demon. He is best at commanding the army of the undead. However, If he has this weapon, his combat ability should be stronger, and he can basically be regarded as a combat demon. But...)
(In the last battle, he... threw his weapon away. So... just to seal an angel)
(Death? Death? Heaven? Envoy)
(What about the power of this angel...hehe, want to know? But I won’t tell you until you apologize to me, I will never tell you if you want me to tell you, just say it, please me~~ ~Please let me tell you~~~)
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(…………Cut. But now, since Tolan got the sickle again, it means that the angel of death must be nearby. Of course, although this is one of the points I need you to remember, it is not the most Important point.)
(What I want you to decide now is, do you think that’s it, continue to let our death knight fight with the sickle mixed with the blade of the angel of death? Or take the initiative to step forward and help him with the blade Of impurities removed?)
(Judging from the death knight’s inability to control the dead, his power is obviously suppressed. And that sickle is the reason for suppressing him. I believe that although the death angel’s weapon was also sealed in the harvest, it is not For the angel of death, this thing must be very tricky. The suppression of each other and the seal of each other, the result is that the strength of both parties is immediately reduced when they touch the sickle. Moreover, it is very unstable.)
(However, if you decide to remove the impurities in the harvest, that is to say, pull it out, I can guarantee that the angel of death will fully regain its strength. It is very likely that you will have one more than this flame monster. Enemy. What do you want to do?)
(Hehehe, human kid, I... look forward to it.)
The idiot jumped onto the roof, grabbed it with both hands, grabbed two bricks on a broken wall, and immediately threw it at the two dead, smashing their heads. Before he recovered, the idiot returned to the crowd, raised his head and looked at Tolan.
Tolan still held the harvest in his hands.
But now, this half-black and half-hundred sickle was constantly twisting, and Tolan obviously struggled to control it. Seeing this, the idiot glanced at the monsters around him again, and finally, he made a decision...
"Tolan, that sickle..."
"give me"
At this time, a dead flame rushed towards Alice, and it bit Alice's tail. The flame-like eyes filled Alice's eyes with fear. At this moment, Ronte gritted his teeth and stepped forward and kicked away the dead flame. After looking at Roger who was entangled in Alice's tail, he... rushed directly to Toran over there. , Reached out and grabbed the sickle.
Tolan was taken aback, and immediately understood everything. Her pale blue eyes turned scarlet at this moment, staring at the man who also held his sickle. At the same time, Wonte stared at Tolan, gritted his teeth, clenched the sickle in both hands, and snorted.
"Oh it's you"
"As long as you want to kill, I want to save. We will always remain hostile. But now..."
Wonte pulled back, and the originally distorted sickle became more distorted under the fight between the two
"Now, I want to make up for the scourge left by your demons in the world, and completely eliminate the beasts. If you want to fight, then after the battle is over, we will have a good drink"
Rongte, shouted.
Accompanied by this loud shout, he took a step back and pulled hard.
In an instant, the sickle that had originally become one body suddenly became a white sickle with two Tolan holding a whole white jade in his hands, like white jade, with some delicate vine flowers engraved on the handle. And Rongte over there...
It is a black sickle with two skeletons carved from the handle to the blade.
(Cut, did they decide on their own? It's really boring. Okay, human kid, this angel has already appeared. After this boring battle is over, you can kill him. You know? I believe that this shouldn’t be more than me. said.)
Idiot, Bread, Alice, Quilin, and Toran. All five of them looked at Rontequilin, who was holding the black sickle in his hand, and covered his mouth in surprise, and stopped breathing for a while.
"My weapon...soul control..."
Holding the black sickle, Wonte's eyes were full of nostalgia. After staring for a long time, he pinched the sickle in both hands and took a breath...
Rushing--
Two wings stretched out from behind him...
Is that...wings?
Yes……
However, even the wings are different from the wings of any angel that idiots have seen before.
There were no feathers on the wings, but all composed of souls. Those souls made up the skeleton, wings, and feathers. The entire wings are covered with faces of all sizes, large and small, and they look...very magnificent.
The white ghost wings... began to flap slowly.
Accompanied by these Xu's flapping, this man slowly flew into the sky.
He looked at the flame monster over there. After a moment of silence, the man untied the rope that bound his ponytail and let his yellow hair flutter in the air. V