Chapter 2163: Facing Tyrrell

The next day, verifying that Carlos was blissfully sad again, when everyone thought that this time there would be no problem, after the transformation, Cartier was reluctant to let Carlos approach.
Although it wasn't unreasonable to punch and fly as soon as she approached, but Carlos stepped forward, she took a step back, and if she couldn't do it, she hid in my arms and hid in the room, so she didn't want to be close to Carlos.
Looking at the dull Carlos, I was full of sympathy, and I just felt that this tragedy emperor was his again.
But Carlos was very open-minded, and cheered up without waiting for my comfort. According to his words, it is now a great progress. At least the daughter didn’t beat him with iron fist anymore, didn’t she have to eat one bite at a time, Ruth walked step by step, if it was done overnight, it would lack a sense of accomplishment.
I summarized this sentence and made a concise conclusion of eight words: I am shaking and continue to abuse me.
In short, if Carlos doesn't mind, we would like to watch the movie more side by side.If Carlos is used as the actor on the screen, it is like playing a ported version of gal, a previously unavailable character, this time As the new content has become a heroine who can be attacked, you can make a lot of money by moving your finger to increase the script a little bit. The money of the otaku is really cheating. This inner monologue asks the director to delete it when it is broadcast.
Cough, come back to the truth. In short, this character that originally hated the male protagonist became the female protagonist.After the male protagonist's step-by-step lag selection, he gradually reversed his favorability to let the other party know that although he is a wasteless firewood, he has become the king of the harem in his heart. The kindness and gentleness, and then the smooth guide, it is also very good, but Carlos is not the heroine, but his daughter.
The time is not long. It passed in a blink of an eye. Carlos seemed to be completely focused on Raiders. Just when I wondered if he had forgotten something important, the fourth night, he looked up at the stars. Inexplicable sigh: This day has finally arrived.
Ok. I worry too much.
Early next morning. I was awakened by Carlos, like me, and Seattle, but no one complained. Ready to go to the shop in Akala.
I haven't explained this to the girls in detail. I just said that the three of us are going to ask for angels to do our best for Cargill. They probably didn't expect that Carlos, maybe three of us. With the impulse and motivation to make these birds agree to the requirements even if they are fighting with the angels, cheer us on when we leave.
If we know what we think, at least half of the girls will immediately faint on the ground, and because of this, there is no way to speak out.
"Grandma Akara, we are ready."
I wiped the base sword in my hand with a clean white silk cloth, and breathed a sigh of relief on the sword body, and then wiped it several times, watching the streamer flash over it, and the clear reflection reflected my shadow. It's as if he is a peerless swordsman dedicated to swords.
Carlos looked grim. Although not as exaggerated as me, the long sword on his back had already explained everything.
Seattle had a terrible look. The tool used to help Carlos fall asleep these days. The big wooden stick was carried on his shoulder again. When he entered the door, he almost broke the small tent of Akara.
"You all give me a point of convergence!!!" At the sight of us, we appeared to her like three killing gods and three dead men. Akara endured and endured, and finally could not bear it. The crutches in his hands turned into a dragon in me Knocked the top of his head.
Lying trough, why me? Why only me?
My peerless swordsman can't hold on anymore, and whispered while touching the knocked head, I misunderstood you, Akara, I didn't expect you to have big eyebrows and big eyes...No, your blind eyed guy is also a bully The disciple.
"Look at you, are you really going to fight?" Crossing us again, Carlos and Seattle also obediently put away their swords and sticks.
"Don't think I don't know what little ideas you are playing." Akara, who was slightly angry, paced, knocked on his cane, and turned around a few times, seemingly hesitating.
In the end, she seemed to reluctantly put out a stationery sealed with a magic circle from her arms and hand it to Carlos.
"If Lord Tyrrell's attitude is tough and he doesn't want to let others go, let him see it. Of course, only Heaven knows the effect, don't expect too much."
"Thank you, Elder Akara. Carlos will never forget this kindness." Carlos respectfully accepted the envelope and paid a respectful tribute.
We worked hard to play an image of participating in the triad fight, nothing more than wanting Akara to give us some tricks. After all, the three people standing here are all the hope of the future of the alliance, and the least willing to see our affirmation. It is Akara, and she will definitely try her best to prevent us from being carried by the angels.
Although it is threatening, we are also working hard for Kajieer, and surely Akara will also understand our hardship.
"I’ve done everything I can, it’s up to you a few. For this meeting, I have only one sentence to tell you, that is, don’t clash with angels anyway, even if it’s You guys blast it out, you know? The future of the alliance, the future of hundreds of millions of people, cannot be messed up in your hands and ours."
"We know." We looked at each other and we answered in unison. We all knew what Akara said, so this time I was ready to kneel my knees. There is only one word: stalking, scumming.
"Well, I won't say much of the rest. Go ahead, Tyrrell will meet you in the shrine of the Fortress of Mass Demon, the same place where you met it."
"Is it the Fortress of Demons again?" I was a little curious.
"Why five...cough, Lord Tyrrell seems to particularly like it there?"
"Who knows? Probably because it's the tallest there, and it's the closest to the heavens." Akara was mysterious and responded vaguely.
"Then we say goodbye." Carlos, anxious, saluted once again, and left without saying anything, and we hurried to keep up, fearing that the daughter controlled the knight to walk ahead, and I couldn't help thinking of this when I saw the five lords. The wife and daughter have separated for ten years. bristle. Once the sword is drawn, the league has to be ready to play.
When I came to the teleportation array, I simply sent the white light to the long-lost group demon fortress. The group demon's teleportation array is near the square in front of the temple. There are also noisy adventurer trading markets around. When we took a hurried pace through the square. When I came to the promenade of the temple, the place that I could enter at will was empty. It was obviously cleared.
Hundreds of sacred two-winged angels in the two rows stood straight on both sides of the temple gate, wearing armor and hanging swords around their waists. They looked majestic and solemn. With a solemn atmosphere, they came to greet us. Four-winged angel, the fluctuation of power emitted from his body is much stronger than mine.
Eye contact was glanced at each other.Although I didn't plan to use force from the beginning, we still couldn't help but feel bitter in our quasi-four-winged angel. , Probably will send us back to my hometown for a blind date.
"What a big show, these angels are entities, not projections, do we want to retreat from difficulties?"
"The last time I saw Tyrrell, it was the only one."
"Don’t guess, the last time I met with it was to solve Yi Zuer, the old angelic first warrior duò fell. This news Tyrrell didn’t want other angels to know. Because of this, he asked us to do it. Where the power of angels gets us."
When the three of us whispered, the quasi-seraph already came to the front.
"Guests from the Alliance, Master Tyrrell is already waiting inside. Please come in."
"Sorry, Lord Tyrrell has been waiting for a long time." When the leading Carlos heard this, he quickly apologized and the man had to bow his head under the eaves, not to mention asking for help this time.
"Come with me." The quasi-four wings nodded expressionlessly, turned around and walked towards the towering main temple gate. We quickly followed him and started private communication again.
"It's not right, this guy's face is so stiff, and his tone is so cold, can it know the purpose of our business?"
"Ten times are like this, it seems this time is difficult." Carlos sighed a little ugly.
"No way, who made us come to ask them for someone? This kind of thing probably never happened in the angel family. It's natural to not give a good face. The key is Tyrell's attitude." I whispered the loss. Master, speed up to keep up with the quasi-seraphs in front.
After passing through the long ladder, a moment later, we followed the quasi-four wings to the hall of the temple, which was different from the outside with strong security, but the inside was very empty and empty, and we could not see the figure of other angels. The imagination of the three sessions of the trial is very different.
"Sir Tyrrell, guests from the alliance have arrived." The quasi-four-winged angel in front respectfully saluted toward the front.
At this time, we only noticed the front, the huge figure standing quietly on the steps, under the cross, when we didn't notice it, it was like air, no sense of existence, but once we noticed it However, it has become the strongest thing in the eyes, and it is so strong that everything else has become embellishment. The three of us seem to be directly pulled into a white world by its figure. The only existence of this world is like a mountain giant. The angel of light standing before us.
Tyrell the Seraph is such a powerful being.
Keeping calm, I am shocked in my heart. Presumably the same in Carlos and Seattle.The last time we met, Tyrell felt far less strong to us. As our strength became stronger, Tyrell gave us The shock is stronger and stronger, the more you can feel the insurmountable gap.
Moreover, Tyrrell in front of him is very likely to be just a projection. The projection alone can give us such a powerful feeling. This is when neither the Four Demon Kings nor the Three Demon Gods can do it.
Worthy of being shirtless. Standing in front of it, our tinyness is just like a drop of water, but it is as big as the sea, unfathomable, full of breadth, full of tolerance, full of kindness, giving us an urge to worship.
"Got it, let's go down. I'm going to have a good chat with several Union guests from afar."
The neutral voice that is not a man or a woman. Slowly sounded in the temple. Unhurried, full of gentleness and self-confidence, it seems that he is the saint who has mastered his destiny.
"Follow your instructions, sir." Quasi-four wings put their arms on their chests. Bend over slightly. A salute. Turned around decisively and left, leaving us three.
"Sir Tyrrell, we have met again." A thousand words had been brewing in my heart. I was ready to grab people first, and convinced Tyrrell with a three-inch tongue, but when I actually met, it turned into an awkward wry smile. It seems that these preparations are all bursting bubbles in front of the Five Lords.
"Yes, I met again, the young men of the Alliance~EbookFREE.me~ Tyrrell slowly turned around, the majestic and sacred bronze armor, the tall figure, appeared taller in front of us, and a pair of behind The unique wings of light spread slightly to both sides, as if it were the continuous stretch of the Yarret Mountains, standing in front of you, giving people a feeling of suffocation.
But its soft voice quietly calmed down this sense of oppression. My language is not very good. I don’t know how to describe it. It feels like giving a stick and then a carrot. Of course, in the face of such a small one like us For the role, Wu Ye must be disdainful to use this boring tactic.
"I've seen Master Tyrrell." Carlos solemnly saluted, and even the lawless Seattlek, in front of the Five Lords, had to show a nervous look, playing a twelve-point spirit, and bowing his head with Carlos.
Hidden under the hood was a face, it seemed to sweep over us, and only heard Wu Ye smile gently.
To be continued...
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