Chapter 3165 Only Michael
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Sahara Red Sand Valley
On the side facing the sun, the steep and long sand valley shows the rainbow of scorpions, and the magnificent colors add a bit of mystery to this desert.
The side hidden behind the light is more like a void area. The sand ridge just becomes the perfect dividing line, dividing the red sand dunes and the black sand valleys into two worlds.
In the black sand valley, a dark-skinned woman, wrapped in a bright veil and covered in golden silk, was walking out of the dim world and stood on the sand ridge, facing the sun.
The light shone on her body, and the souls of the desert wraiths wrapped around her also vanished in an instant. The strong wind blew on her body, raising the golden silk clothes, outlining a tall and slender figure. .
"Puta puff puff~~~~~~~~" In the sky, a white parrot flew towards the black-skinned woman. The woman raised her arm slightly so that the white parrot landed on it.
"Dead, the holy shadow is dead, someone killed the holy shadow, someone killed the holy shadow, unforgivable and extremely sinful!" Bai Ying kept repeating this sentence.
"Fallen Angel?" the dark-skinned woman asked.
"No, no, no, dead, the holy shadow is dead, someone killed the holy shadow, unforgivable, extremely sinful!" Bai Ying continued.
"The Wraiths of the Sahara are dead, and they won't raise sandy fortresses in a short time. But they are just a group of investigators. There is a master in the depths of the Sahara who is spying on the land of human beings, and there will be actions in the next few decades... ...record my words into the scriptures of crisis, and include them in the documents of the angel's mission." The dark-skinned woman said to Bai Ying.
Bai Ying immediately repeated the woman's words.
"Okay, let's settle the matter in front of us, what is the name of the holy shadow of death?" the dark-skinned woman asked.
"Saint Shadow Keye."
"It's not what they did, then who has the guts to murder the holy shadow? Hand over all the cases that Keye has executed before to me. After returning to the holy city, I will personally check it out." The dark-skinned woman said .
"Wow!! Wow!! Behind...behind...it's scary!!!" The white parrot was suddenly so frightened that it flapped its wings and almost fell directly into the sand.
The dark-skinned woman turned around slowly, staring at the half-black, half-red sand dunes. The phantom stepped on the red sandstorm, and his eyes were particularly shining in the madly rolling sand roar.
The white parrot was so frightened that she was incoherent, but the dark-skinned woman stood on the sand ridge without any fear at all.
"It seems that we will return to the Holy City later. The owner of Sahara does not want me to inform the outside world of their intentions," said the dark-skinned woman.
"Horrible! Terrible!"
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holy city
Weed Garden
Look up at the beautiful night sky.
Mo Fan began to miss the outside world a little bit, especially when he was worried about someone, and he didn't know how she was doing now.
Bo City is a mountain city. At night, when you stare at the night sky where there is no urban light pollution, the most beautiful appearance of the night sky will be displayed in front of your eyes. Those diamond-like stars are so dense that they look within reach.
Mo Fan was restricted from freedom.
Immediately after that, almost everything was restricted.
He can't contact anyone now, not even Zu Xiangtian, his most diligent deliveryman.
It seems that with the oppression brought by the Holy City, Mo Fan began to taste the taste of loneliness.
Day by day, the holy city is also digging curtains for themselves, maybe because they have a lot of weight, they need to dig a large enough tomb to be able to completely contain themselves, and then they can nail the sarcophagus firmly. cover.
In fact, Mo Fan is not afraid.
He has been walking in the dark plane for a year, and the air there is almost used to it.
He just started caring about some people,
As long as he recalls a little, many people's faces will appear in front of his eyes.
"Mo Fan, appear in court." Holy Shadow Brook shouted loudly.
Brook is guarding the grass yard almost 24 hours a day. Mo Fan can never see anyone, but Mo Fan knows that he is in the grass yard and keeps staring at his every move. Even if he sneezes, he will report it. To Archangel Michael.
Michael has never appeared, and until now Mo Fan has not seen Michael.
But Michael is most concerned about his own life and death, and even Mo Fan began to suspect that the master of all this was Michael!
"Do I need to wear a suit?" Mo Fan asked.
"Whatever you want." Brook looked at Mo Fan and said, "If you wear it yourself, you can save some trouble for the mortuary."
"I'm going to court, not the execution ground," Mo Fan said to Brook.
"What's the difference? You yourself know that the time of death is coming, and those who oppose the Holy City have never been able to walk out alive." Brook laughed at this moment, revealing the yellow teeth of an old smoker.
"I think the holy city is against me," Mo Fan said.
"You kill the wandering angel, for whatever reason, you can't survive. Think about it for yourself, the wandering angel is in charge of the world, they are the most supreme and selfless and fearless people in this world, if you kill the wandering angel People can continue to stay in this world, so what is the holy city??”
"The holy city has been working hard for the continuation of human beings for thousands of years. The reason why modern magic is so brilliant, the reason why you can live comfortably in the city and not be eaten by monsters is all because of the holy city, because the holy city law."
"If you dare to break the laws of the Holy City, why is it that you are destroying the magical civilization of mankind for thousands of years, why are you not fighting against the Magic Association of the Five Continents, and are you not standing on the opposite side of all mankind?"
Brook said a lot of words in one breath, and the words were even more proud and proud of being a member of the Holy City.
"Then what should I do, it's you, for example, a traveling angel wants to frame you, kill you, and even kill innocents to force you to take action?" Mo Fan asked Brook.
"It's very simple, you shouldn't kill Sariel, even if he uses the most vicious way, you should let him live, even if you encounter injustice, you should keep his life. You have to hand him over The great Michael will deal with it. Only Michael has the power to kill other angels. You don't have it, and no one in the world has it. Only Michael, understand?" Brooke said in a teaching tone.
Mo Fan laughed instead.
In the end, it was Michael!
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