Do you have to think about the value of information these days?
Labu racked his brains, and it wasn't until the little angel raised his pink fist in front of him that he suddenly got excited and forcefully suppressed something valuable.
"I vaguely heard once that the Holy Spirit came to find a Holy Spirit skeleton. I heard that he wanted to gather the Archangel's staff, the Holy Spirit skeleton, and angel wings to summon the gods of light to come." Rab said.
"Pfft, why is it still such a weak-minded plot? It's not a knight novel, but a three-piece suit of angels? And the gods of light? All the gods have died long ago." Nigris sneered and said truthfully.
Rab didn't think that Negris told the truth. He just thought that the other party did not recognize the value of this information, so he quickly added: "Really, Angel Wings is in the car..."
Before he finished speaking, a maid kneeling in the row behind him suddenly stood up, took out a dagger and stabbed Rab in the back.
It's a pity that everyone in the venue is a pervert, so how could she succeed? The little zombie knocked her away with his shoulder.
There was a sound of bones breaking, and the maid flew away like a broken bag. She landed, rolled, and bounced up. White light appeared in her eyes, and a force that did not belong to her came to her.
A holy light ignited on her body, the bones on the maid's body creaked, and the bones broken by the little zombie quickly joined together. The maid opened her mouth and made an emotionless and cold voice: "Ignorant human beings, kneel down and repent, and ask for the light.
forgive……"
Before he finished speaking, a thick aura of death surged from the little zombie's body, but instead of being armored, it was pushed forward with force - Breath of Death·Shock Wave.
A black beam of light annihilated the maid and the power that descended on her.
Nigris was so angry: "Zobada, can you please leave one alive? Let him finish. Why are you using your moves before he has even finished speaking?" The little yellow dragon flew over, with its little claws
He patted the little zombie on the head, making a thumping sound.
"Ouch!" The little angel jumped over and punched it in the eye socket.
"Ouch, can you please stop slapping me in the face? It will hurt now. Why are you so barbaric?" Nigris was angry.
Du Luoken and Yin Coin looked at the sky. I don't know who said she was cute just now.
Unexpectedly, the little zombie also followed her bad example and used amplified moves at every turn. There was a guy who projected over just now, and he wanted to get some information, but he was defeated again.
Negris looked at the other maids and asked: "Is there anyone else who can come? Summon the guy just now to come over and have a chat?"
Everyone shook their heads desperately. They were crazy. The person just now had been wiped out in ashes. Can he withstand the big move when he comes again?
The descending will will be fine, but they who are possessed will be dead.
Now even a blind person can see that these guys in front of them are not road-building warlocks at all. They are all 'dragons' pretending to be evil. They are too fierce.
Suppressed by the Immortal Empire for many years, the Church of Light here does not have the same spirit of preferring death to surrender as in the main plane. Even if it existed before, it has been eliminated now.
They refused to summon them, so they couldn't be forced to do so, so Nigris had no choice but to fly to the car.
There were two carriages in the middle of this team. Perhaps because the mountain road was rugged, they abandoned the horses and replaced them with people pushing and pulling them.
When he lifted up the felt cloth, he saw that one of the carriages was filled with food, drinking water and some personal bags.
Nigris couldn't help but asked curiously: "Don't you have any place to store jewelry? Even food, water and luggage need to be transported by car?"
Everyone looked at each other, even Rab looked constipated, as if he wanted to say something but didn't dare.
As soon as he saw their expressions, Nigris asked himself a stupid question. Are space accessories rare here? It is true that he has never seen people like Ji Lilux use space accessories.
Forget it, I'll ask again later. When I got to the second car, I saw a big box as soon as I opened it. When I opened the box, I found a pair of three-fold wings. The style was very similar to the real wings of an archangel, but there was a hint of...
Weird place.
"Are these alchemical wings? Duroken!" Nigris murmured, turning back to call Duroken.
Duroken came over to take a look and immediately said: "It has indeed been refined. It is made from the archangel's real wings. The threads at the base of the wings are a bit weird."
As he spoke, he touched the wing root. The threads on the wing root immediately moved and pierced Duroken's palm, but did not penetrate. As time went by, Duroken's skin became stronger and tougher, and his defense became stronger.
It's stronger than leather armor.
But that's it. Unless he is willing to continue to dehydrate and toughen, as long as he remains in an activated state, he will not be able to achieve the strength of copper and iron.
One side is defense, the other side is handsomeness. Duroken chooses handsomeness without hesitation. He can just be a middle-aged handsome guy with peace of mind. After all, he is an alchemist, not a melee zombie.
What's more, the defense can be improved through soul armor, such as his cloak.
The threads on the wing roots cannot penetrate even the defense of leather armor, so they are not a defense mechanism.
"Let me take a look, these seem to be some kind of tendons. Could it be that they are pierced into the skin and flesh and connected with the tendons of the skin and flesh?" Duroken said.
"Yes, its wing roots have no bayonet, unlike the real wings of cherubs, which can be stuck into the shoulder blades. Aren't these angel wings meant for holy bodies like cherubs?" Negris said.
arrive.
Having said this, they suddenly thought of a question: "These things are sent to the Holy Spirit Skeleton. Could it be possible..." The two of them turned their attention to Ange in unison.
When Ange woke up, didn't Abbott just call him Lord Holy Spirit? He wasn't surprised because he was a skeleton. This meant that in the Church of Light here, Holy Spirit skeletons were very common.
I just kept talking about angel wings, but they didn't connect this thing with Ange's body, they thought it was the kind of little angel.
But now it seems that this true wing does not need joints. If they want to find the holy skeleton, could it be Ange?
Isn't it? You will know if you try it. Anyway, Ange is projected here, so there will be no danger if his body is destroyed.
The real wings were lifted up and placed on Ange's back. The silk threads immediately penetrated into the flesh and blood on his back. Ange was not a corpse witch, and his flesh and blood would not be toughened. Those silk threads easily penetrated and entangled with his bones.
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Duroken and Negris both concentrated on scanning the threads with their minds, closely observing the changes of the threads in their bodies.
The silk threads are constantly interspersed and wrapped around the bones, and the joint is getting thicker and thicker, as if the bones are proliferating and looks very strong.
The two wings were tightly fixed on the back like this. Finally, the silk threads stopped winding, but began to proliferate, integrating with the flesh and bones, and growing together.
Ange turned his head and looked at the wings behind him, which swayed unaccustomedly, like two bones inserted into a skeleton. Ange could not control its movements.
The little angel walked around behind Ange, observing with some curiosity, and waved her wings to compare the difference between the two. After looking at it, she reached out and plucked a feather.
Ange hit her on the head in return.
"Sure enough, it is alchemy wings, or a very special alchemy of flesh and blood. It can actually grow into one body with bones and flesh. Couldn't anyone use such wings?" Duroken was surprised.
Rabu, who was kneeling on the ground, said: "Someone happened to ask Lord Holy Spirit this question. I overheard it. Lord Holy Spirit said that this is a wing of holy light, and it can only be used if you have powerful holy light."
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"Powerful Holy Light? How powerful does it have to be?" Nigris asked, looking back at Ange.
Ange immediately poured holy light into the wings, and the wings emitted a holy light.
Rab's expression changed drastically, as if he were mourning for his heir, and he asked in frustration: "Sir, you are actually from the Light Church, too, right? Did Archbishop Truk send you here? We are dead, right? Can you not kill me? I saved it.
I'll give you some money, can you let me go quietly? I'll leave here immediately and go to the other side of the sea."
Rab's sudden words confused both Nigris and Durokan, and it took them a long time to understand the meaning of his words.
"Do you think we were sent by Archbishop Truk to kill you and silence you?" Duroken asked.
"Other than Archbishop Truk, who else can invite the six-winged archangel? This gentleman's holy power is not weak. We have all seen so many secrets, can we still survive?" Rab was very aware.
They let him see it without caring, and did not avoid him when speaking. They were clearly prepared to kill and silence him.
Waiting for death is not his style. If the people in front of him are any weaker, he will struggle for the last time. But these people in front of him are at the level of six-winged archangels. He can't even think of resisting and can only pray helplessly.
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When the other maids heard his words, they cried in despair.
Brush, at this moment, Ange poured a thousand holy lights into the wings on his back. Starting from the fiftieth holy light, he could feel the existence of the wings. With the injection of holy light, this
The feeling becomes clearer, as if there are two more hands on my back and I can still move them.
At the time of a thousand holy lights, a second pair of wings condensed from the roots of the wings, which was a pair of light wings.
"Hey, there are also light wings. Could it be that these wings can also transform into six wings?" Nigris said in surprise.
It's over, it's over, Rab slumped to the ground, and he can activate the holy power of the four wings. This is at least as strong as the archbishop. What did Archbishop Truk invite out?
Nigris sneered and didn't bother to pay attention to the other party. Although he didn't know who Archbishop Truk was, how could an archbishop ask Ange to take action?
Are you kidding me? The goddess of salvation behaves like a maid in front of him. He uses the ring of Libra as a measuring instrument. Antony, who is about to become the pope, calls him for help every day. How can an archbishop ask for help?
Unless they are exchanged for farming-related things...
Well, thinking about it this way, it doesn’t seem so difficult to invite...
A few minutes passed, and Ange's back was brushed, and another pair of light wings opened, six wings.
This was not beyond Nigris's expectation, because as long as the pair of wings had six wings, Ange would definitely be able to pull them out, unless it didn't.
To be continued...