The sky was still blue just now, and the gold scattered under the pure white wings of the Cass Angel seemed to be coated with a layer of gold edges.

Angel Cass, who fell like a background board, set off in the sky.

It's like an oil painting of a battle of glory.

Angel Cas looked down at countless demons rushing on the ground.

"No darkness can challenge the Lord's majesty, and all who attempt to question the Lord's existence will be judged."

Thomas looked at the angel's figure in the sky as dazzling as the sunlight, and suddenly he felt as if he was holding an amazing thigh.

Perhaps, with the support of the Holy See, his dream of becoming the world's number one newsman can also be reached.

Countless people in Europe breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. No matter what, as long as angels can block the demon clan across the Black Sea, their safety will be guaranteed.

On the barrage, countless Chinese language instantly flooded the screen.

"Is this a monster?"

"Why do you feel a little weak?"

"It should be that the angel is a bit strong."

"What is the classification of angels in the West?"

"Michael, Raguil, Meta-Fen, Shariel, Remir, Yanar and Rachel, I know the Seven Angels. As for grading, is there any grading theory?"

"I remember it seems that there is one, it's called the Angelic Orthodox."

"What level should this angel be?"

"Angels are strong or the immortals of Jiuzhou are strong?"

"I bet 50 cents, and the Immortal of Jiuzhou is strong."

"Each myth will definitely boast about its own myth. If the Immortal of Jiuzhou has not appeared, then I can't tell whether the Immortal of Jiuzhou is strong or the Angel is strong."

"According to the demon clan in front of us, the demon clan could be suppressed at that time. The strength achieved by angels must have been achieved by someone in Jiuzhou at that time."

"Wait, after this battle is pacified, the Empire will definitely announce the reasons for this battle. This Taoist practice will definitely not be hidden. I wanted to say that those people are not monks. I live broadcasting the Chi Xiang."

...

"Tsk tsk, are you just watching this feathered birdman continue?"

In the hall of an old castle, the demon Losca leans against a medieval-style seat, shaking his tail full of scales.

His hoarse voice echoed throughout the castle.

On the main seat of the hall, Dracula shook the bright red blood from the goblet in her hand and took a sip.

"Birdman, a very good name. Of course I won't let that birdman get what he wants."

He glanced at the shaking red blood in his hand and drank it all in one go.

Then he walked off the main seat, and walked to Carlos and gently lowered the goblet in his hand.

"But what about you? Don't contribute some strength?"

There is a natural nobility in Dracula's voice.

Even Carlos had to admit that Dracula was extremely in line with the temperament of the blood clan.

However, this doesn't control Carlos.

The devil hates angels.

But disgust is disgust. If there is no benefit, they will not do anything.

Greed, evil, laziness and deception are things that fit into the bones of the demon.

Carlos straightened his body and smiled like an extremely familiar friend:

"I believe in you, the noble Count Dracula."

His tone was full of sincerity, as if he really trusted Carlos.

"If it weren't for the fact that the angel was more disgusting than you in my eyes, I would love to taste what the blood of the demons tasted."

"Dear Mr. Earl, that is not delicious at all. With a deep sulphur smell, how can the angel's blood be good?"

Carlos, with red scales, slowly stood up from the seat.

"How about Demon's Horn?"

Dracula looked at the angel Cas on the display and said with his head tilted.

Carlos smiled, and he took a deep breath, it was the smell of interest.

Make him addicted to it.

No demons will be able to endure temptation, and they will only use every means to squeeze them out at the lowest cost.

Carlos whispered:

"Devil's Horn? What Devil's Horn?"

"A demon who is stronger than you."

Dracula didn't seem to want to communicate more deeply with him.

Carlos smiled and said with a little complaint:

"You really don't know how to chat."

"chat?"

Dracula smiled, and he turned around and a trace of red and black blood radiated from his body.

Endless pressure was pressing from Dracula to Carlos.

Dracula walked to Carlos, lowered her head and lowered her voice.

"Are you cheated during the chat? I warn you that it is not easy to fool around in front of me."

After saying that, Dracula turned around and pointed to the angel Cas in his notebook with his back to Carlos:

"Stop him, you can see the demon horns you need. If you can't, then just listen."

"But I promise you will regret it if you can't see it."

"It's really hard to refuse."

Carlos licked his lips and smiled.

He didn't mind Dracula's threat just now, but was tempted by the Demon's Horn.

This is the nature of the devil.

...

At this time, on the tall buildings in XXX City, Thomas was still excitedly explaining.

"The power of the angels is undoubtedly, but the monsters are still numerous and powerful."

"Can he save the city and the whole of Europe?"

"Let's keep an eye on this battle because it's a battle that concerns our lives."

...

On the barrage, many netizens analyzed the situation.

"According to the plot of ordinary comics and novels, the combat effectiveness of this massacre level should be displayed at the beginning, and the next step should be a one-sided blow."

"This kind of plot is too monotonous, won't there be any ups and downs?"

"What ups and downs are needed? This is the lives of countless people. Don't judge it in the tone of watching anime?"

...

The whole world's eyes are now focused on the golden color above Europe.

Angel Cass held the sword of Cass in one hand and slowly walked down towards the earth.

The running monsters only felt a terrifying crisis of life and death in their hearts.

The blood and blood around them continued to surge, and their entire body was in an extremely tense state.

"The angel has come down. Is he going to kill those demon races like he did just now?"

The horrifying light gathered on the sword of Cas again.

Just in the blink of an eye.

A golden light spread across the earth.

A gully with a depth of more than 5 meters appeared instantly on several kilometers of land.

On the straight line, the demon clan was cut into two halves.

The intestines and internal organs were scattered all over the ground, dyeing the earth beneath him red and black.

The demon clan's momentum was a sudden silence.

But then another charge.

Angel Cas stepped on it in the air and turned into a golden lightning again.

The golden streamer completely ignites the earth.

Countless gold colors intertwined on the earth.

At this moment, a muffled groan sounded from the battlefield.

Angel Cass stopped and said angrily:
Chapter completed!