There are two sixteen-winged seraphs in the Holy City, and Urie returns to the Holy City earlier than Michael. He reaches the sixteen-winged realm earlier than the newly-rise Michael!

This Uri rarely makes remarks in the Holy City, and is willing to stand under the strong glory of Michael. Who would have thought that he was also a sixteen-winged seraphic angel!!

Seven Archangels, and indeed every Archangel is extraordinary!

"He can execute me, but I can't execute him. If you really respect the unknown and respect the new Dharma system, you should show up and pull me when I was thrown into hell by him, instead of... not..." Mo Fan took a deep breath, and the person with a rotten face appeared in his mind.

The one who saved himself was not these seraphs, but a fallen angel from the dark plane.

Mo Fan would not let Michael go because he had two seraphic angels in front of him. He didn't need to prove anything to the world. All he wanted was to make Michael's blood debt and repay the culprit who harmed the people around him!!

"We have our difficulties. If you insist on doing your own thing, we can only end this matter with war." Uli said.

After saying that, Urie signaled to Remir, and Remir nodded. He raised his right hand high and suddenly held it tightly. He could see a breath rolling towards the holy city in the sky. Soon, gorgeous golden meteors fell into the ruins of the holy city...

More and more golden meteors turned into a shocking rainstorm of golden meteors. All of them were armed forces in the Holy City, with more than people expected. Even those people who looked like ordinary residents of the Holy City actually hid the priesthood. They all flew into the ruins of the Holy City under the order of Remir.

For a moment, the ruins of the Holy City became golden, and one after another of the Holy City Guards spread out along the avenues where only traces were left. Looking down from the sky, it was like a galaxy with golden light, and the aura emitted was unprecedentedly strong!!

The true foundation of the Holy City is also fully displayed at this time. The three seraphs, Remire, Raphael and Ule, obviously would not compromise with Mo Fan easily, even if Mo Fan reached the realm of a semi-almighty magic god!

"Raimir!" Ye Xinxia walked over, her face cold and angry.

Beside her, all the titled knights have returned, including the enslaved Jinyao Titan giant, standing behind Ye Xinxia and the titled knights.

The dragon of light roared, it waved its wings and landed behind the archangel Remil. Its size was similar to the Jinyao Titan giant. For a moment, two ancient creatures were facing each other coldly across a broken wall!

"You want to violate the agreement?" Ye Xinxia asked.

Before he could finish his words, neat war songs sounded on the plains of the holy city, and the maid of the Goddess Peak sang the bloody battle song of the Parthenon through more than ten kilometers. You could hear the majestic and fighting melody pouring into the holy city, as if a fearless iron-blooded army had already attacked.

The mighty army of temples finally arrived. They marched very quickly and were entrenched outside the holy city in a short time!

The walls of the Holy City have become decorations, and the two legions are full of sacred aura. One side is completely golden, while the other side is intertwined by three colors: gold, silver and blue!

"We will not allow Mo Fan to kill another archangel chief. This is the last bottom line of the holy city, even if it is blood flowing!!" Remir said righteously.

"We only need to keep Michael's life, he will not do for himself, he will do for the holy city." Urey said solemnly.

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The ice and snow were flying, and Mu Ningxue rescued Zhao Manyan from Michael's blue-clothed army. The totem Xuansnake, dominating the lower part, and the moon moth and phoenix fell into the holy city of the earth with Mu Ningxue.

Mu Ningxue stood on the same side of Mo Fan, and pointed his sword at Archangel Raphael.

Although he didn't say a word, Mu Ningxue's fighting posture was very obvious. As long as they dared to attack Mo Fan, Mu Ningxue would definitely kill him, the fourteen-winged seraphim.

"Brother Fan!!"

Suddenly, a shout came from the sky, and I saw the Haidong Qingshen flying over with a young man. The man couldn't wait to jump out of the air and landed steadily beside Mo Fan.

Mo Fan frowned.

He doesn't want this guy to get involved.

It's not a matter of love, but Zhang Xiaohou is different from others. He holds a military rank in China.

"China** side, haha, does the country also want to get involved in this magic dispute?" Remil glanced at the person who came, and it was Zhang Xiaohou.

Although Zhang Xiaohou was not wearing a military uniform, Remil is now very clear about the people around Mo Fan.

Zhang Xiaohou is a soldier and represents the country.

The state cannot interfere with the struggles arising from the Magic Convention, and even if it is a huge change, the state cannot participate, let alone the state's army!

The country is the country, and magic is magic. Mo Fan has made contributions to the country. That is the country's business and has nothing to do with the Holy City and the Magic Association!

"You China wants to violate the national contract for Mo Fan alone. It's great. Our Holy City and other EU countries will wait and see!" Raphael said with a cold face.

"Xiao Hou, don't step in. This is a war between us and it has nothing to do with the country." Mo Fan stopped Zhang Xiao Hou.

Once it reaches the national war level, the people involved will not only be magical organizations, but also ordinary people will be affected. Mo Fan knows this very well.

"Brother Fan, don't worry, I'm not here to trigger a world war. The country cannot interfere, and the country's army will not interfere, but we will not stand by and let you be bullied by these people in Europe. This is for you!" Zhang Xiaohou handed Mo Fan something.

Mo Fan was a little confused. When he reached out to answer, he immediately felt a constant stream of energy pouring into his palm and quickly condensed from his palm to his forehead!!!

A blue mark suddenly appeared on his forehead!

It was a dragon pattern, and its slender body winded into the shape of a pendant. As Mo Fan absorbed the spring water from the vessel handed over by Zhang Xiaohou, the forehead pattern became clearer and more intense!!!

This feeling is so familiar. It is the nutrient that is accompanied by one's own soul. It is equivalent to another self!

"Little Loach..."

Mo Fan could not suppress his inner joy!

Since the war in the Demon City, the little loach has been in a state of sleep. Although it still provides him with the nutrients for cultivation, Mo Fan cannot feel the little loach's soul. Since embarking on the path of magic, Mo Fan has not felt this sense of loss, especially the loneliness that is imprisoned in the Holy City, which is largely due to the silence of the little loach!

Now, the little loach is reviving. He is on his forehead and can feel its emotions, just like his close friend who has been with him since childhood. It is angry because of its situation and it is flying thousands of miles away!!

"The state cannot interfere, the national army cannot set off, but the national beasts are not bound by this. Brother Fan, this is the holy spring scattered all over the place that Speaker Shao Zheng and the head of the Chinese army have collected for you through all the national resources. Although not all, you should be able to awaken your companion totem again." Zhang Xiaohou said with a sacred look.
Chapter completed!