Restart, Death Wings of Ending

Space City,

A meeting room,

Feng Tingyuan sat in the main seat. A large screen behind him showed the battle situation in each battle zone in real time.

"Everyone has seen it, right? This group of Wuhe people actually joined forces to resist," the voice was stern, and the cold look swept to the people on both sides of the conference table. Everyone avoided looking at them and dared not say anything.

"Heh," Feng Tingyuan sneered when he saw them like this, "Are you afraid of being held accountable or are you guilty of something?"

"Holy Sword God," someone suddenly stood up and carefully explained, "We didn't expect this result. Besides, we are all loyal to you and would never do such a thing!"

"Oh?" Feng Tingyuan looked at him with a frown, "What's your name?"

The man trembled slightly, probably frightened by Feng Tingyuan's question. He glanced nervously and quickly lowered his head, "Holy Sword God, my name is... my name is..."

"what is it call?"

The man shuddered again, probably thinking of the tragic scene of the person named by Feng Tingyuan being executed on the spot last time. He stuttered in fear, "Holy Sword...Sword Heaven...God,"

Feng Tingyuan sighed in annoyance and interrupted, "Okay, sit down. I know you are afraid of death."

"No...no..." the man replied in a panic, but he was too nervous to speak clearly. Feng Tingyuan didn't care much and looked at the thunderbird at the end of the table.

"Thunderbird, why don't you explain what happened between you and Qingnuo?"

Thunderbird raised the corner of his mouth, as if he had expected Feng Tingyuan to hold him accountable. He stood up and shook his shoulders, as if he had been sitting for a long time and was stretching his muscles. He looked nonchalant.

Feng Tingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his face turned fierce, and the others lowered their heads even more quietly when they saw this.

Thunderbird turned and walked towards the gate, saying as he walked: "Holy Sword God, if you want to hold someone accountable, go find Kaiyang God. The Holy Angel is with him, I..."

碰～

There was a sudden clatter on the table. Before Thunderbird could finish his words or reach the door, a figure flashed in front of him. Before he could see who it was, he was pushed against the wall by that person. Then, an angel sword slashed across his neck.

Thunderbird subconsciously touched his neck, which was wet and sticky, it was his blood.

"wind…"

"Speak less, or your head will move!" Thunderbird was interrupted by these words right next to his ear as soon as he opened his mouth. He glanced to the side and saw the ghostly figure clearly.

"Yan...Qing!"

Yan Qing's eyes were red, and he was filled with evil. Lei Niao didn't know why he became like this, but he had a hunch that he was controlled by Feng Tingyuan.

"Ha! You are so rude and offend the gods, Thunderbird!" Feng Tingyuan looked at him with a half-smile, "Should I execute you, or make amends?"

Lei Niao looked anxious. Under the current circumstances, if Yan Qing tried to kill him, he would definitely not be able to escape. Suddenly, he thought of Zuo Youming of the left wing. He thought that it was best to be flexible and not suffer a loss in the present.

"What do you want me to do?" Thunderbird said softly.

Feng Tingyuan finally raised his lips and winked at Yan Qing. Yan Qing raised his hand and touched Thunderbird's forehead. He felt nothing special. Thunderbird looked back at Yan Qing in confusion, and saw that his cold expression disappeared in the blink of an eye. At this time, Feng Tingyuan suddenly flashed in front of him and whispered a few words in his ear. Thunderbird's expression became terrified.

"This is your mission. If you interrupt or fail, your brain will collapse~" Feng Tingyuan smiled grimly, turned around and walked towards the main seat, saying as he walked: "Remember, once the first line of defense is breached, you will die in the line of duty."

Thunderbird looked at Feng Tingyuan's back, took two heavy breaths, and turned away.

At the same time, the left wing in South Asia was rushing to the dead city of Indochina at full speed.

The flying machine with the Thousand Machine Blades was naturally very fast. As it got closer and closer to the target, it also felt the chaotic energy explosion.

"War has broken out there?" Zuo Yi made a random guess. The accompanying Moon had certainly received the news of the global war a long time ago.

"Master, the war zone ahead, are we really going to join it?"

"We are here to save people, to save Yuichi Haneda. Didn't I tell you that I owe him a favor?"

"Master, I know, but you see..."

When Zuo Yi heard Yueliang's prompt, he looked around. It was a battlefield full of chaos and killing. Anyone who wanted to find someone would be caught up in it. The shouts and screams, the sounds of swords and knives, the explosions of gunfire, and the screams and roars were deafening. It was even more impossible to call out a single person.

The air was filled with blood, and corpses and broken limbs were everywhere.

"Master, that Yuichi Haneda, maybe..." Yueliang made a cautious guess, which immediately attracted the angry rebuke of Zuo Yi.

"No," Zuo Yi looked at the battlefield full of corpses and lost some confidence. Suddenly, he thought of an idea. He blinked his left eye and a complex formation appeared. Then, a silver-haired man stretched lazily and walked out of the formation.

“Zuo Yi, you took me so long to come out and fight…” He was stunned halfway through his words, as if he couldn’t believe what he saw. He rubbed his eyes hurriedly, and then took another look, and suddenly became excited, “Oh my god, this is a gang fight!”

"It's war!" Zuo Yi said solemnly: "I called you out to help me find someone." Zuo Yi's expression moved, and he transmitted the appearance of Haneda Yuichi to Wawawu's mind. This was a unique spiritual sharing between them as master and servant.

"It's this kid," Wow said with some disdain, "A guy of his level would be nothing more than cannon fodder on the battlefield. He might have already..."

"Hey!" Zuo Yi interrupted sharply, "I asked you to come out and do something, not just talk nonsense."

"Okay! Okay!" Wa Wa Wu said impatiently. He could see Zuo Yi was serious, so he stopped arguing and rushed into the battlefield ahead.

The left wing also cheered up and rushed to the other side of the battlefield.

There are many monsters in the outer battle area. Basically, one coalition soldier and four or five monsters are fighting against one armored battle angel.

Zuo Yi felt that he was outnumbered and couldn't help but help the Armored War Angel to get rid of the monster, and asked about the whereabouts of Yuichi Haneda.

"You are the Black Angel, right?" the warrior angel shouted excitedly, "You finally came to support us. The enemy's combat power is several times greater than mine. If it weren't for the support of the angel armor, I would have died long ago."

Hearing this thank you, Zuo Yi felt somewhat embarrassed. He didn't want to get involved and just wanted to find someone. However, after such a loud shout, several nearby battle points responded with shouts one after another: Black Angels are coming to help, we are saved. At the same time, Wawawu also clashed with the coalition forces when searching for Yuichi Haneda. This really looked like a battle situation with reinforcements coming to help.

Seeing that their morale was boosted by this, Zuo Yi thought that as a member of Angel City, he also had an unshirkable responsibility, so he decided to help them to the end, and maybe he could find Yuichi Haneda.

The morale of Tuiya was activated by the left wing and spread from the periphery to the center.

"Black Angel coming to help?"

As soon as the three leading warrior angels received the news, they quickly retreated to the three defensive points they were defending.

When the armies were fighting, they thought that the commander of the coalition forces would be vulnerable, but after several rounds of fighting, the three of them seemed to be struggling. First of all, they did not expect that Sui Jin Yunmu was also an angel god. Air combat was naturally no problem for him, and his actual combat experience was better than theirs. In addition, the special guns and artillery attacks from the military commander in the rear forced the three of them to put on angel armor to barely maintain a stalemate in the battle.

Seeing the opponent's big V war angel returning to defend, the morale of the war angels below suddenly surged, and the battle situation that could have been broken in one fell swoop was reversed.

"Yun Mu, Angel City has sent the Black Angel."

Yun Mu looked at Sui Jin who reported this, and then looked towards the outer battle zone. Indeed, two explosion points could be seen. Wherever our forces went, they were vulnerable. They could be said to have advanced quickly, but?

"Why did he break in from the outside?" Yun Mu asked in confusion.

Sui Jin also looked in that direction in confusion, "Could he be trying to rescue the trapped angel god?"

Yun Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, not quite believing this statement. In that direction, the left wing had already rushed into the middle battle zone.