Vol 2 Chapter 3585: Go to heaven

The next day, the city of the Holy Light, the top of the sky in the temple of the Angel Council.
Looking up from the ground, it is not a very high place. After actually walking up, I found that standing here can almost see the entire paradise, even the city of prayer floating in the air, also looming in the sky, sinking and floating in the sky At the foot of the top.
Looking back and looking in the opposite direction, you can also see the sky, there is a faint dark black, and in front of the dark black, stands a solemn and sacred and killing "steel forest".
There should be the border between heaven and that he hasn't visited yet, and that blood-stained steel forest should be the city of God's punishment.
I secretly speculated, and then looked back at the top of the sky under my feet.
This should actually be an altar. After climbing to the top, it passes through a stone-stepped aisle exuding ancient vicissitudes, and there are statues on both sides, as if condensing the road and history that the angelic family has traveled for millions of years. Every word, from this ancient stone path, every step and every statue is filled with a solemn sense of ceremony, as if walking on the rise and fall of the angelic tribe.
Cough, although it seems that it hasn't declined much, if you want to say that, it is also that the dragon family is even worse. Why do I always like to take the dragon family to whip the corpse? Perhaps it is the deep love that I love the little mother dragon.
Then, I arrived at the altar here. The altar was very clean, unlike the altar of the barbarians on the top of the Arret Mountains, and not like the world stone teleportation. Except for a statue, almost no other I was a little disappointed.
But having said that, this angel statue with only a pair of big wings, is it... a little familiar? I always feel like I've seen it before. Forget it. The things that I can't think about are not important.
The beam of light that connects to the sky is pointed straight up from this huge sacred angel statue. The light is the aftertaste of the beam of light, which has made us feel like we are bathed in the sea of ​​holy light, every breath we breathe Filled with holy radiance, the heart, lungs, liver, and spleen seem to be immersed in the holy light, and the body should be transformed into a little light at any time and incorporated into it.
Of course, it is more eye-catching than this rich and excessive holy light, and what makes people worry about is a dozen of them.
There are more than a dozen angels standing with Edward. There are handsome old men like Andrew, as well as white-haired true Gandalf. Whether young or old, his eyes are all experienced and vicissitudes, full of experience and wisdom.
It should have been this way, but now, these should be gentle and elegant eyes, but more terrifying than the flames of hell, I would rather face a dozen devil, rather than standing with these angels, accept their murderous Blasting eyes.
Undoubtedly, these are the angel elders who have lost their reason because of the fountain of prayer and have made the five masters have a terrible headache.
"Cough, Master Tyrrell, can we start?" I can't stand it, and I can't protest. I can only urge Wuye to get things done quickly, and let me clear the suspicions.
"Of course." Wu Ye turned to look at the other elders: "Elders who have questions about Elder Wu Fan from the Alliance are all here. What else can you say?"
Hehe, what Wu Ye said is nice, what is it that has doubts about me?
"We have nothing to say." An elder Gandalf-style angel, who seemed to be the head of the group of elders, glared coldly.
"I hope that Wu Fan really can successfully pass the test of the ladder of God."
"There are labor elders who care, labor, and labor."
I am so grateful, I bow down and thank you again, what a good group of old men, under the condition of anger and dying of reason, I still care about me such a naughty younger, I hope I can survive the difficulties safely, you all They are good people, and the whole family is good people.
But why did this group of angelic angels roll their eyes one by one as they were ridiculed as if they were ironic? It’s not as suitable as it is at an age.
"Since the elders have no other opinions, let's start right away. The rules should not need me to add explanations. If Elder Wu Fan passed the test of honesty, I would like to ask the elders to calm down, accept the facts, and blame the previous injustice. Apologize."
"Apology is unavoidable, don't doubt me anymore." I stopped repeatedly, which is different from what I had discussed before. You don't want to pit me, my lord, I don't ask for anything, and I don't like to find myself, but beg An An steady.
"If Elder Wu Fan is really wrong, we will naturally apologize. Leader Tyrell reminds us that it is only a matter of urgency. It is more important to restore the fountain of prayer than to find the prisoner. Leaders should never forget this." The leading elder angel seemed to have recovered a bit of sanity, distinguished the importance, and told me never to forget.
"I naturally remember that when Elder Wu Fan has completed the test, I will set off immediately."
After such a neat and tidy speech, Wu Ye finally asked symbolically: "Elder Wu Fan, are you ready?"
"anytime."
Nodded, Wu Ye took the wings of light flowing over his shoulders, and solemnly and steadily came to the center of the altar. At the foot of the giant angel statue, I did not know what spell was read. Suddenly, the angel statue came to life and generally shivered. , Move up.
I saw the angel statue, which was originally closed at the waist, pressed on the right hand on the shoulder, and suddenly pulled the sword high, the tip of the sword followed the beam of light, pointing to the endless sky. With this action, the beam of light spread until the entire including us The altar shrouded.
An unspeakable oppression shrouded my heart. Suddenly, my four-winged strongman, in the shroud of the beam of light, seemed to have completely lost his ability to fly and jump.
Not a real loss, but an admonition from the soul level, as if a loud eulogy of chanting sounded in the ear, and a soft whisper attached to the ear, constantly reminding himself that he could not fly or jump, but bowed his head with piety Pilgrimage, step by step to the sky.
I didn't try to resist, to resist this feeling. Under the eyes of everyone, this is not to die, it is like my own guilty conscience, it is even more difficult to clean up.
"Sir Tyrrell, what should I do?" Exactly, except for the mysterious feeling, there was no other discomfort in the body and was subject to any other restrictions. I looked up and asked curiously.
"Towards the sky, take steps." Wu Ye smiled slightly, and suddenly literature and art began.
"You guys, rest assured, I will be back soon."
Turning around, Linya and Tia, who came to see you off one by one, punched their fists with the master.
"Aren't you afraid?" He teased me.
"If I can't get rid of the suspicion, you don't want to go back easily." I rolled my eyes and got a little proud: "You have to thank me. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't see such a scene at all."
"Yeah, when I went back, I told Seattlek that he would definitely envy him and regret not keeping up, so I didn’t know that I should have a headache, or I should be glad that it was more appropriate. I always felt that as long as I followed my brother, Weird miracle."
"If we can remove the strange and strange prefix, I will be more happy."
He smiled coincidentally and ended the last exchange. I came to Wuye and took the first step towards the sky under the witness of everyone.
Huh?
Under my feet, a sudden light level appeared, holding me up.
It turns out so.
I took several steps in different directions, and similarly, a light step emerged from the bottom of my foot, supporting myself to a higher position.
It turned out that Wuye said that, and took steps towards the sky.
It turns out that the entire beam of light is a ladder, yes, this is magic.
I suddenly thought of something. I twisted my body in mid-air and looked at Wu Ye, who had become shoulder-high with me, and asked the last question.
"Sir Tyrrell, this ladder of gods...shouldn't it be wrong too?"
Under the hood, although I couldn't see the expression of Wuye, I could see the faces of the other elder angels, twisted suddenly, and there was a trace of surprise in the twist of anger, a trace of panic and an irretrievable remorse.
This man has the suspicion of destroying the fountain of prayer. According to the importance, the ladder of God is also a super artifact, maybe...it might be destroyed by this bastard, if the murderer is really him!
Seeing the abrupt killing of the atmosphere, the guessing of punching the Nanshan nursing home and the tears in the iron window seems to be only one step away. I understand that I have asked questions that I should not ask. I took the elder angels to be psychologically distorted, and I have not responded. Take a step and make a big step towards the sky.
It should be...maybe...maybe... there will be a problem. I'm going to make a counter-argument today. If something goes wrong, at least I can't blame my crow mouth.
It's just so clever!
"Chief Tyrrell!" Seeing that the situation could not be undone~EbookFREE.me~ The elder angel led the cane and gave his expression excited and sad.
"Come on, don't be impatient, Elder Angri." Edward is undoubtedly the calmest one of the elders. Although he also had a momentary illusion of a major event in his heart, he was quickly brought back by reason.
"First of all, I am not sure that Elder Wu Fan is the murderer. Secondly, the ladder of God is not like the fountain of prayer. Here is connected to the Holy Land."
Speaking of this, if the other party doesn't understand, then the elder is afraid of being in vain.
Elder Angri took a few breaths and finally stopped.
That's right, here is the sacred ladder leading to the Holy Land. In the sight of Lord Michael, let alone a district elder, even if the seven giants of come, they will not dare to move the ladder. They never dare to provoke the dragon family at different levels, and they must pay attention to technical content in their death.
I hope so...
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