Chapter 1157 Tears of the Archangel What a Pity

For a broken spirit like the evil spirit, shouting is instinctive, just like the vengeful spirit. This is not a sound, but a soul shock. A "shout" before the battle can shock the weak soul.

But the opponent is the king of the Undead Empire. It is too rude to shout at him. The king responded with a soul shock.

Although the distance is farther, the king's soul shock is more concentrated, which causes more serious damage to Hei Suo and others.

However, it is difficult to kill the enemy directly with a soul shock, especially those living races with bodies. Their consciousness is bound in the body. Although it is restricted, it also provides protection. In addition, the distance is relatively far, and it will only be dizzy for a while at most.

On the contrary, the evil spirit will suffer greater damage. As a spirit, the soul shock directly acts on the soul, shaking it manic.

But that's it. It's still that point. It is difficult to kill the enemy directly with a soul shock. Dizziness, loss of consciousness and stiffness are already very good. Sometimes it will have the opposite effect and anger the opponent.

When the evil spirit became manic, Ange also leaned forward and shouted: Ao——

Ange's shout was not a soul shock, but a judgment from the God of Equality and Libra...

Well, originally the judgment was none of his business, it was the priesthood of the God of Justice and Arbitration, but who made the Lord of Light coexist with him? He could use all the divine power in the entire light system, including judgment.

The Holy Judgment has a bonus for undead creatures, and it was cast by Ange, the Lord of Light, himself. The evil spirit was seen burning up, with blazing holy flames on its body, emitting hot white light.

The evil spirit, which originally just wanted to howl, could not stop now, howling miserably, and burned until it turned into ashes.

The ashes were produced by the holy flame burning the mourning evil spirits. In the light system, they should be called holy ashes. In the windless void, these holy ashes were like being blown by the wind, floating towards Ange continuously.

The king looked at Ange in surprise: "Is the power of light so powerful? A shout killed a mourning evil spirit?"

Anger shook his head and waved his hand towards the holy ashes.

The king subconsciously looked at Nagris. Obviously, he didn't understand what Ange meant, so he could only ask for help from the translator.

Nagris translated: "It wasn't killed with one shout, but several shouts."

The king looked at Nagris suspiciously: "Is this what he meant by shaking his head?"

"'Several shouts' was added by me. He used judgment. That shout was just a mark. He locked the mark on the evil spirit, and then let the little ghost send power over. It was burned to death. It was the little ghost who burned it. This consumption was too great. He wanted the sacred ashes." Nagris explained.

A large number of holy ashes gathered in front of Ange. Ange pointed with his finger, and the ashes that had been completely burned actually burned again, and a blazing holy fire suddenly emerged.

As this holy fire was ignited, the ashes around it accelerated into the flames, causing the flames to shoot up and a pillar of fire rose up.

Then the holy pillar of fire split into two and flapped like wings.

In a flash, a human figure jumped out of the holy fire, flapped his wings, and the wings made of the pillar of fire split into two pairs, and flapped his wings again, becoming three pairs.

The holy fire figure with three pairs of wings completely emerged from the flames, and the holy ashes around it accelerated to throw towards its body, making the flames and holy light on its body brighter and brighter.

Anthony couldn't help but get close to Nagris and whispered: "Lord Nag, what kind of ceremony is this? Why haven't I seen it in the holy book?"

As the Pope of Light, it is a bit unreasonable that he has never seen or even heard of this ceremony that is obviously sacred.

Nagris spread his hands: "Then you can think of giving it a name. I haven't heard of it either. It should be a new miracle of the dead skeleton."

"Oh, a new one. You are worthy of being an adult. Every move you make is a new miracle. Use the holy ashes produced by burning the mourning spirits to re-ignite and summon the six-winged supreme holy spirit. I will go back and call everyone to study what name to give it, and then record it in the holy book."

"How about calling it the Holy Ashes Burning Immortal Rebirth Light Supreme Holy Six-winged Archangel Descending?" Anthony seamlessly transformed into the role of the Pope.

As he was speaking, the archangel with his eyes closed and a holy face slowly opened his eyes, revealing golden pupils. He looked left and right, and his eyes fell on Ange. He immediately pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "Ah!"

Anger scratched his head: "Ah..."

"Puff... Little angel..." This familiar howling language immediately let them know who came. It turned out that the archangel who came was a little angel.

"Didn't you say that the little angel couldn't be summoned before? Why can it be summoned now?" Nagris was surprised.

They didn't think about the little angel because they had said before that the distance was too far, and Ang had tried but failed, but they didn't expect it to work now.

"Is it because the distance of the adult's body is closer?" Anthony said.

"It's very likely." Nagris agreed with this guess.

Only the king asked in confusion: "What body is closer?"

It was said before that the little ghost drove the Heavenly Fortress over, and that the little ghost and Kram were anchors to pull open the Devouring Abyss, but no one told him that Ang also pulled the body over, and Anthony's words made him a little puzzled.

Nagris explained to him, and the king was shocked: "Ang dragged the entire Chaos Surface over?"

Nagris thought about it, nodded and said: "You can understand it this way, yes, Ange is now equal to the entire Chaos Surface."

"Then I can use Chaos Mist at will?" The king said eagerly.

But he was so depressed. After being teleported here, first of all, Ange had to come to save him. Without enough Chaos Mist, he couldn't exert his strength. He finally saved a little, but it was used up when fighting the Bone Dragon.

It felt like nothing was going well, it was too uncomfortable.

On the other side, the little angel was also "pacified".

The little angel was angry that Ange didn't call her for so long. Ange told her the distance, and asked the little ghost to tell her the distance, and asked the little sapling to tell her the distance, but she was still angry. In the end, Ange knocked her on the head and pacified her.

Pointing at the mourning evil spirits that emerged one after another in the distance, Ange said, "Ah!"

The little angel covered his head and pouted, tears welling up in his eyes. He turned his head fiercely and looked at the evil spirits, with holy light on his body.

Duroken squeezed his hands, but had to let go, saying regretfully, "Tears of the Archangel, what a pity, what a pity."