Chapter 3098 Holy City Mourning

"Gah!!!"

Finally, Sally's head was separated from his body, and Mo Fan was like picking up a melon from the field. He glanced at it and felt that it was not very good, so he discarded it.

Sariel's body was still twitching.

Mo Fan squatted next to him and observed it for a while, preventing the archangel from having any magical powers that could be resurrected in situ.

It was not until Sariye was dead that Mo Fan left with satisfaction.

Mo Fan walked to Lingling and saw Lingling's hands that were almost frozen purple.

Pulling Lingling's little hand over and holding it, a gentle warmth spread immediately, and it was eliminating the remaining icy aura on Lingling's body little by little.

After a few minutes, Lingling's colorless cheeks finally recovered some blood.

Looking at Lingling's little cheek, Mo Fan's mood was extremely complicated.

Lingling is really not an ordinary girl. Those forbidden magicians in Osaka dare not approach here, but Lingling came and pulled herself back from the gate of hell in front of Sally.

"In case Sally Ye still has the strength, he can kill you with a flick of his finger, don't do such a stupid thing in the future." Mo Fan said with some distress.

Lingling's courage is really too big, that is a killing angel, Mo Fan, the newly promoted evil god, almost died in his hands.

"Stupidly waiting for a result, it's better to gamble." Lingling said.

"Yeah, we bet right, but we didn't win, what should we do next?" Mo Fan let out a long sigh of relief. This breath was not fortunate after a near miss, but for knowing the real thrill. just started.

"We have nowhere to go." Lingling said.

"We?" Mo Fan heard Lingling's words, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and rubbed Lingling's little cheek, and said, "It's not us, it's me. Do you want to overthrow the holy city with me? Can't it?"

"You don't want to leave me." Lingling patted Mo Fan's hand away and said viciously.

"I didn't leave anyone behind, I have my plan, you go back and study hard, I now find that magic cannot change the world, only knowledge can." Mo Fan said to Lingling.

"What's your plan??" Lingling panicked, she vaguely guessed something.

"I need time, and I can't go to war with the holy city now. So I decided to go to the holy city and give them a chance to judge me, so that I can get enough time." Mo Fan said to Lingling.

"You are here to send, they will not treat you fairly!" Lingling said angrily.

"Lingling, don't completely deny everything just because of a scumbag angel. How do you know that the Holy City and the entire ruling class are really hopeless, even if it is really hopeless, if I continue to fight, in the end..." Mo Fan wanted to persuade Lingling.

"You just don't want to implicate us, that's what you think, I'm not a child." Lingling said excitedly.

"I didn't treat you as a child, you have always been smarter than anyone, and you can see the situation better than anyone," Mo Fan said.

"You chose to go to the Holy City to be judged because you want to protect others, but you must understand that everyone you want to protect is absolutely willing to go through fire and water for you when your life and death are at stake!" Lingling suddenly shouted at Mo Fan came this sentence.

Everyone you want to protect will be willing to go through fire and water for you...

For some reason, Mo Fan felt his whole body warm up when he heard these words!

"If this is the case, I, Mo Fan, will live my life in vain." Mo Fan didn't expect Lingling to say such touching words, so he couldn't help reaching out and hugging her.

"So you will still surrender, right?" Lingling's little head was buried in Mo Fan's arms, but she still asked this sentence.

"It's not surrender. We all need time." Mo Fan said.

"Can……"

Lingling's words came to his lips, but he suddenly felt a small suffocation. Mo Fan's hug was tighter, as if a gentle hug could not leave a deep impression on his memory.

However, in Lingling's view, this is more like another form of goodbye.

Lingling did not dare to speak, and was immersed in it.

It's better than no mental preparation, Lingling finally let go of all the restlessness in his heart.

"I like……"

"You're still young, don't say such things."

"I like the days of catching monsters with you."

"Oh, oh, oh..."

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The western foothills of the Alps is a wilderness nourished by the cleanest ice and snow water in the world. It is vast, but there is a splendid ancient city standing on this land.

Walking here is like traveling through time and space, returning to the prosperous era in Europe, with tall city walls, ancient city gates, and clear rivers of ice and snow.

The buildings in the city are exquisite, the streets are spotless, and some colorful magic enchantments are like phantom veils covering the noble lady of the holy city, setting her off even more beautifully.

This is a city of miracles. Every year because of its special style, it attracts many tourists, but it is also a city of faith. It is the supreme belief of all practicing mages. The road to magic practice is so hard, so long, yes So boring and painful, the thought of being able to have a place in this holy city seems to be full of power...

The holy city is full of colors, especially the gold that represents sacredness, the rose gold that represents femininity, the white sand gold that represents purity, and the brown gold that represents majesty.

It's just that for some reason, today's holy city is filled with another color, that is black, the black of death mourning, the black symbol that can be seen everywhere.

The black ones are full of corner feathers.

Black cloth banner.

The holy city believers in black monk attire are walking slowly, holding a black chalice in their hands, dipping the clean water inside with willow branches, and sprinkling them on the road with special meaning...

It's a ritual.

The death of the Holy City, only the death of an Archangel-level person in the Holy City can see such an extremely solemn scene!

"He died for us."

"Sally's name will be written on the stele of the Holy Peak in the Alps."

"We will keep it in our hearts and will definitely bring that devil to justice!!"

"We will find the ends of the earth, we will pursue his evil breath, and we will never give up until he is arrested and executed to pray to the Archangel Sally Yeying soul!"

Above the city gate, Archangel Lemuel swore an oath to the sky with his loudest voice.

On the entrance to the bridge where people come and go, people bow their heads and hardly dare to talk or discuss at will.

Just three days ago, a world-shattering news spread that one of the archangels who inspected the world, Sariel, was tragically decapitated and died tragically in Japan.

The murderer is Mo Fan!

Today is the day when the whole holy city mourns for it. Those mages who step into the holy city can feel the wrath of the whole holy city. Over the years, the supreme divine right of the holy city has never been trampled on like this! !

"You don't have to chase the ends of the earth, I'm right here."

Archangel Lemuel's oath was still reverberating. Before suddenly entering the city gate, a man took off his hood, and then stood in the sight of many holy city clerics with his hands in his pockets!

"Mo... Mo Fan!!"

"Mo Fan!!!"

"It's that evil god!!!!"

"No, it's that devil!!!"

The crowd was frightened and fled everywhere, and the clergy and archangels in the holy city who were mourning Sariel, the expressions on their faces were even more indescribable!