Chapter 1483: Angel and holy spirit

Standwick City.
After the fire of the doomsday burned the town, the prosperous scene no longer exists. Except for the castle that is firmly guarded in the center, the nearby buildings have long been reduced to ashes.
Walking among the ruins, Masaia stared at everything nearby, exhausting all his strength, searching for all the creatures that might survive.
The unique physique of the Holy Spirit kept him from suffering any harm, but it couldn't save him from the pain in his heart. He watched with his own eyes one after another, being burned to ashes by the flames that fell in the sky, and his heart was very sad.
Not far away, under a large cloud of pitch-black ashes, a slight noise suddenly came.
Masiah looked in the direction of the sound in surprise, and saw a solid boulder with a crack on its surface. A fleshless skeleton arm came out of the stone and quickly smashed the rest of the stone surface.
Marsia was stunned, and what came out of the boulder was the original liches.
"Damn... That Rod, he dared to do this to us." A lich in a burgundy robe walked out of the stone and complained dissatisfiedly, "I sheltered you to survive, and you all owe me now. once!"
Only two liches walked out of the boulder with her.
"My undead creatures... they are all dead here, I will definitely go to Rhode to take revenge..." Stephen beside the red lich said in a deep voice.
"Let's live it first." Asri looked around with a gloomy expression, "I still can't cast space spells. That kind of power still affects me."
Suddenly, Asri raised his head and looked at the sky not far away, and said urgently, "No, that spell has completely ended. Without the restraint of spells, we have been exposed to their sight. ."
At the end of Asri's sight, a golden light cut through the sky and was approaching her at an unimaginable speed. There was an incomparably powerful aura that was far beyond what other creatures could contend.
"Quickly get out of here! It's too late but it's too late...please ask yourself for your blessings, and after you survive, consider other things."
As he said, Asri raised his hand, performed flying thaumaturgy for himself, and then flew towards the direction outside the city.
"Evil and filthy lich, don't want to run away so easily!"
In the sky behind, the blond angel roared, the sword in his hand exuded a fiery light, as if it could break all darkness.
"Damn it, Asri, how dare you leave us here!" Seeing Asri took the lead in fleeing, the red lich scolded angrily. She also knew that it was not the time to argue about this.
Without much hesitation, the red lich quickly cast the spell, and the gravel deep underground penetrated the ashes on the ground, condensing on the surface of her body one after another.
"Goodbye, Stephen." The red lich said slowly, turning into a stone pillar, still maintaining the posture of staring at Stephen.
Only Stephen, a lich staying in place, put her hand on the stone pillar transformed into a red lich, and there was only a cold touch in her hand.
Before Stephen could make any response, the angel's attack had already come to her.
The golden light descended from the sky, and in front of this light, all evil was invisible, and the darkness could not even be blocked for a moment, so it was divided into two parts.
Stephen's body fell to the ground, the blond angel swept across with a sword, and the stone pillar made of the red lich broke at the sound, but it was hollow.
After cutting the stone pillar away from the root, the blond angel saw the small passage under the stone pillar. The passage extended to the depths of the ground. It was deep and invisible to the end. Even he could not track the enemy below.
"Holy archangel." On the side, Marsiah respectfully greeted everything in her eyes.
Facing Marsiah’s greetings, the blonde angel snorted and reprimanded: "Look, what have you done?"
"Me?" Marsiah was puzzled, "I did nothing."
"It is because you did nothing that caused this city to suffer such a great loss. You could have stopped the spell cast by the necromancer and kept the evil people here forever, but you let it go. Their escape, I don't know how many innocent creatures will be attacked by them!"
The blond angel said dissatisfiedly, the light around him even more dazzling.
Faced with the reprimand of the blond angel, Marsiah looked calm, and he slowly replied:
"Holy archangel, is your faith still pious? Do you believe from the bottom of your heart that all the sufferings and coincidences that occur in the world are arranged by the great God?"
"Naturally, I believe it, but those necromancers don't believe it, and those heathens don't believe it. Everything they do is destroying our faith. We must eradicate evil!" The blonde angel said firmly. .
"If you really believe that all this is God's arrangement, you should accept everything and let things develop naturally, without expecting any results in your heart, because God has already arranged everything." Masaiah He shook his head, "Judging from your questioning me, your heart is full of dissatisfaction and anger. This is not the emotion that a pious person should have. On the contrary, an arrogant person has such an idea."
"God says that all evil should be eradicated. I am just practicing God's will and doing what I should do."
"God never said this." Marsiah said loudly, "'I will look to God and entrust my affairs to him. He does great things that are unpredictable, and he does wonders that are countless...'"
The golden text was surrounded by Masaiah, but in exchange for another word from the blond angel:
"Look around you, Masaya the Holy Word, look at the creatures that were burned to ashes in the flames, and even their souls no longer exist. Tell these words of yours to those who have died. Again."
Marsiah's expression trembled. He looked around, and the black ashes had already buried his feet deeply. Every step he took, he walked among the dead.
Marsia held back the grief in his heart, and said with a trembling: "This is just a test that God puts down. God will use all kinds of suffering to test people who are not strong in faith. You should know this..."
"God does use suffering to test believers who are not strong in faith, but what about ordinary pious creatures? Did they do something wrong?" The blond angel asked in a deep voice, "I know you always value the will of other creatures. I wish to truly use the power of the Holy Word, but sometimes, in the face of utter evil, only by eradicating it can we protect our faith."
"Think about it yourself." After speaking, the blond angel waved its wings and rose into the sky.