But in fact! Is it really so?

The answer is definitely no!

As the saying goes! It is better to rely on yourself than on others!

No matter how powerful the foreign race is! After all, it does not belong to the human race!

Heaven protects the world, and naturally has its own plans!

Because Heaven has a deadly enemy, Hell, it needs the power of faith!

If there is no deadly enemy, Heaven may not help mankind!

Uriel landed on the street and retracted the six wings behind him.

His appearance is exactly the same as that of a human, a handsome Western guy!

The light emerging under his feet blocked the filth outside.

Uriel did not stop, but walked towards the direction of the Holy Church.

He could feel the place where the sacred power was the most concentrated!

After continuous repairs, the Holy Church has become extremely magnificent.

Starting from the original Holy Church, it continues to expand outward.

One magnificent building after another rises from the ground!

These buildings are mainly for believers to pray!

Now there are too many believers who pray every day!

The original church was totally insufficient!

Angels were carved on the building!

These angels were compassionate and exuded a sense of holiness!

Uriel was very fast and came directly to the garden outside the church!

The Pope of Light, Feld, seemed to sense something.

The heavy door slowly opened!

A dozen angels walked out, followed by Feld and Chen Ji.

"Lord Uriel!"

Puyeros instantly recognized the other party's identity.

"No need to be polite! They are all our angels!"

Uriel waved his hand and said.

All the angels who walked out of the church belonged to the Flame Angel clan!

As for Feld, his Pope of Light, God's spokesperson in the primitive world!

Although his strength is not as good as his own, his status and position are of great origin!

"Pope of Light!"

Uriel bowed slightly and saluted.

"Saint Uriel!"

Feld did not hold back and also saluted in return.

Although the status of a saint is not as good as that of a saint son, it is equally not simple.

The disciple of the left-wing angel holds the most core power of the Flame Angel Clan!

"Saint Son Chen Ji!"

Uriel looked at Chen Ji, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

The strong aura in his body is definitely the blood of the Flame Angel King!

"Saint Uriel!"

Chen Ji also hurriedly returned the greeting.

Although he is a saint son, he has not grown up after all.

"Saint Son! No need to be polite!"

Uriel spoke hurriedly.

"I just heard from Terrad that your Flame Angel King Blood was taken away by someone?"

Uriel asked.

"Well! My bloodline at that time had just awakened!"

"My strength is not that strong, because of a few words, I had a conflict with someone!"

"That person's method is very cruel. Not only did he hurt me, but he also took away my bloodline!"

Chen Ji said fiercely.

He seemed to remember the scene of being tortured by Guan Li that night again.

I will never forget that kind of pain!

"How dare you! You dare to touch the Son of the Flame Angel Clan!"

Uriel's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The angels around him also felt it and shuddered.

Before Uriel entered the Primordial Realm, he was a mythical-level power, very terrifying!

If he hadn't had a mission, he wouldn't have suppressed his power and entered the Primordial Realm.

"Is that guy dead?"

Uriel asked.

"I don't know! Probably not!"

Chen Ji shook his head.

"Huh? You didn't go find him?"

"Puyeros! The Son of God was so humiliated! You didn't help him get revenge?"

Uriel glanced at Puyeros who was standing aside.

"Ahem! Saint! At that time, the Holy City was besieged by the army of Hell!"

"I really can't spare the troops to avenge the Son of God!"

Puyeros broke out in a cold sweat and quickly explained.

"So that's it! I was wrong about you!"

Uriel nodded, looking a little better.

"Since I've come to the Primordial Realm! I can't let the Holy Son suffer any injustice!"

Uriel said domineeringly.

"Holy Son! Tell me where that guy is?"

"I'll lead the army now and destroy him!"

Uriel looked at Chen Ji and said.

Chen Ji's eyes lit up when he heard this.

In his heart, he longed for revenge!

But because of the army of hell, he had no way to return to Yangcheng.

Now that Uriel was willing to stand up for him, Chen Ji naturally wanted it!

But he couldn't show it on the surface.

"This! It's not good!"

"It doesn't matter if I suffer a little injustice!"

"But the Holy City cannot be lost!"

Chen Ji said with embarrassment.

"It doesn't matter! The HellTrash, can't make any waves!"

"Revenge for the Son of God is the most important thing!"

"You are the Son of God of my Flame Angels, and you cannot be trampled by outsiders!"

Uriel said.

"Ahem! The situation on England Island is almost stable! It's time to expand the number of believers!"

"After all, there are not many people on an island!"

Feld suddenly stood up and said.

"That's right! This time, we will avenge the Son of God and recruit some believers!"

Uriel nodded, thinking that this idea was very good.

"Sir Son of God! What do you think?"

The angels looked at him.

"In that case! Then go back! Revenge! "

Chen Ji said.

He has waited for this day for too long! Too long!

From the moment he left Yangcheng, Chen Ji swore that he must go back!

And he must do it as a king! He wants to reign over Yangcheng!

All those who have bullied him must die!

Li Hui, Lan Menglin, Xia Wanying, Yang Zilin, Wei Qianfan!

Familiar faces kept flashing in Chen Ji's mind.

This time he goes back, he will make these guys pay a painful price!

"Yangcheng! Guan Li!"

Chen Ji said viciously.

He caused all the trouble!

"Okay! Let's go to Yangcheng!"

Uriel nodded.

Although he didn't know where Yangcheng was.

But it didn't matter, no matter how far away, he would kill it!

"Puyeros! You go to gather the angel army!"

Uriel said.

"Yes! "Saint!"

Puyeros nodded.

At this point, he had no reason to refute.

The Son of God, the Saint, and the Pope all suggested going to the East!

And the demons on the island of England have indeed calmed down a lot.

The believers have almost been summoned, and there is no new blood to join!

Under the order of Puyeros, one by one, the angel soldiers gathered in the square outside the church.

They were wearing silver armor and holding silver cross swords.

The long golden hair fluttered with the wind.

A pair of holy wings stretched out from behind.

A full 200,000 angel armies!

These angel soldiers are very powerful.

The weakest angel soldiers have gold-level strength!

Plus the blood in their bodies and various means.

Facing ordinary soldiers, they definitely have a suppressive combat power!

"The Son of God is humiliated! What should you do?"

Uriel flapped his wings and came to the square.

"Revenge for the Son of God! Kill the blasphemer! "

The angel soldiers said in unison.

"Good! The location of the blasphemer! In the east! Yangcheng!"

Uriel pointed the long sword in his hand into the distance and said.

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