Vol 2 Chapter 749: Angels are coming

The priests on the ground felt the sacredness of their heads getting closer and closer, and the warm light made them burst into tears. Most of these people, probably throughout their lives, this will be the most recent moment they took their faith.
But Dale and the other seniors of the expeditionary army, they could see clearly that the angel fell in the sky with golden blood all over him, and only a single-winged man seemed to be unable to adapt to the gravity of the main material world and was adjusting his posture. .
Each flapping of wings will bring up a large piece of golden blood, rendering a beautiful luster in the air, and then turning into the purest holy light, melting into the sky.
The old pastor also shed tears. It was remorse for incompetence, it was repentance to the gods, and it was moved by sacrifice.
And Dell clenched his fists, and when he saw the angel being blocked, Dell breathed a sigh of relief.
It's not that he no longer believes in the Lord of Dawn anymore, but when he sees that the he believes has not become omnipotent and omnipotent as he saw in his dream, and there are other forces that can restrain him, Dale feels his whole body relaxes.
His faith has even become more stable because of this. Dale hopes from his heart that the he believes in will maintain the status quo, and the new Lord of Dawn he saw in his dream makes him shudder every time he wakes up.
"Great Lord of Dawn, I hope you will always be like the rising sun, warm but not aggressive, bright and not dazzling, every time you return to the world, you will bring light, just as pure as a newborn baby." Before the angel descended on the ground, Dale prayed an inconsistent prayer with a small voice that only he could hear.
There is an invisible barrier, and the great Lord of Dawn cannot hear his faint voice.
"Xu, can we deal with that thing?" Vittoriya, a Germanic descent, has no respect for angels. In their myths and legends, the Valkyrie riding and the battlefield are worthy of respect.
No matter which world you are in, this kind of birdman with wings on his back is not a good role to deal with.
They are players, and they can look at the aborigines with superior eyes, and even the presence of the gods cannot make these players succumb.
But the body can be destroyed. In the face of absolute power, the only fig leaf left for players is spirit.
"I've dealt with gunships before, but it's the first time for those with wings." Vittoriya drank wine leisurely, her tone full of expectations for unknown powerful enemies.
But Yang Yuefan is not so indifferent. If there is a creature that cannot resist at this stage, it will be difficult for them to keep [Mechanical Heart], especially if the opponent can fly, and the danger will be greatly increased.
Xu Yichen looked at the [fraudster] in his hand, and began to miss his point seven-five.
However, when he was in service, even if he went deep behind enemy lines, Xu Yichen had always been the one with air supremacy. From orbital strikes to the air support force that was ordered during the twenty-four hours, to the drones carried by the squad, he never did. The enemy's air force has been troubled.
"Let the civilians enter the bunker, the next war is beyond our control." The demon hunter gave an order to Li Huamei.
Li Huamei did not dispute the issue of command authority this time. The scene of the angel's arrival before has greatly impacted the proud girl of heaven.
Not only her, but even Li Xuanbai's face began to look ugly. Since the appearance of the angel, the connection between Wangxiangcheng and the Witch King was completely broken.
The power belonging to the gods disrupted the magic circle, and both the communication circle and the teleportation circle became unstable.
The gods and the witch kings have had more than one conflict in the millennium. The witch king is progressing, and the gods are not standing still. They have found a way to interfere with the magical power.
They can not only create forbidden space and dead magic area, but also interfere with the operation of a large range of magic energy on a macro scale.
Of course, this kind of interference is aimed at those complicated and delicate advanced magic, a rookie like Luo Yan can't even feel this kind of interference.
The rookie mage is receiving half-elf education at this time. They plan to set a trap for the white-skinned player on another street, but the poor casting skills of the spellcaster are despised by the half-elf.
After seeing the witch cast spells as freely as water and the heavy armored wizards of the Ain El clan, Ladia's vision was also infinitely stretched, and he could hardly understand how this human wizard would put a fireball so hard!
"I need you to prepare spells in advance, and release them directly when I shoot arrows. There is no time on the battlefield to recite spells for you, and those transcendents will not wait for you to cast spells on the spot like green skins." Radia whispered Roaring at the caster, his hearing inherited from the elven blood told him that the team of transcendents who had attacked them before was in a room on the next street.
"Sorry, I can't do it!" Luo Yan shook his head. In his eyes, magic is full of the beauty of order like mathematics. Every node and every magic mark is a regular geometric figure. Maybe someone can cast it by instinct. Magic, but he is academic.
If possible, Luo Yan would prefer to delve into the mysteries of magic in a quiet, incense-burning, softly cushioned quiet room, instead of using corpses as cushions on ruined streets, just covered in green leather. Roar destroys life with the art of magic.
But the responsibility of the citizen made Luo Yan come, and he was willing to pay for it.
"But I have a scroll that resists the ring of fire~EbookFREE.me~ should be able to meet your needs." Even the mage, Luo Yan felt a bit painful when he took out that scroll. This is from the magic tower. The only magic scroll found in.
"You know the price of this thing, don't waste it, let's just take this opportunity!" The mage grabbed the other end of the scroll and was reluctant to let go.
But the half-elf took the scroll mercilessly. With the half of the elven blood in his body, Ladia is also a half-magic sensitive person who can barely activate the scroll: "Trust me, this time, if your friends can survive In the past, your good days will come!"
As soon as the half-elves' words fell, a pale golden figure flew over their heads, because the speed was too fast to bring up a gust of wind on the street, and the dust in the sky made people unable to open their eyes.
It was an angel. He didn't even stop at the temporary holy ground built by the paladins, but went straight in the direction of the demon hunter.
The half-elf looked at the traces left by the angel in the air and hesitated and asked, "It's okay to wait any longer. If your friends don't make it through, the previous investment will be in vain."