My vest is full of bosses

The sky is bright.

The bright light beams from the sky scattered down softly, as clear and transparent as the powder ground from golden gemstones.

The blond-haired, red-eyed angel wields a red lightsaber.

The fiery red color seemed to be able to burn everything, the pure white clothes fluttered in the wind, and the silk satin like a waterfall of milk was rippling, causing waves little by little.

His pupils were the same color as his sword, bright and hot, the red flames jumped happily, but the expression in his eyes seemed so indifferent.

"This battle will be won by us for God."

In front of him was a large area of ​​pure white. Countless angels knelt on the snow-white clouds. Their whole bodies were pure white like snow. It was a clean and pure color. Looking at it like this, it seemed that they couldn't see anything. difference.

Their eyes are also exactly the same admiration and trust.

"Yes, Lord Archangel."

The sound of boiling against the sky seemed to break through the clouds.

"Bring victory to my God!"

Blurred fragments flashed quickly in my mind.

Bai Xuan stood in front of the silver-haired and silver-eyed angel who was firmly imprisoned by chains, looking down at him expressionlessly.

The pure white two-winged angel was pierced through the body by the chain filled with black air.

The golden blood was flowing non-stop, dripping on the pitch-black ground, splashing shallow waves, the silver-haired angel's skin was pale and illusory, and the tip of the sharp chain passing through his body was even more disturbing. He added a bit of abusive aesthetics.

anger.

He just felt angry.

The turbulent golden light gushed out like a golden flame, enveloping the blond boy in it.

Unidentified power from his chest spread all over his body, and anger and sadness filled his heart.

Bai Xuan closed his eyes, restrained the anger in his heart, and also restrained the force gushing out of his body.

"Who did it?"

The angel's eyes were full of sadness, he was unable to approach his most revered Archangel, his body was gradually weakening, and his soul was slowly dissipating.

"I finally waited for you, my lord..."

The voice was as clear and clear as his own.

He struggled to raise his slender hand, which was so pale that it was almost transparent.

As if waiting for the person in front of him to respond.

The boy looked at him quietly.

"Adrey, is that you?"

It was an angel from a memory he had suddenly thrust into his head.

A young, pure white, weak two-winged angel.

The Michael in memory is dazzling and bright, making people only dare to look up to him, but not to profane, the difference between the two is like cloud and mud.

Their intersection was only on the battlefield, the mighty Archangel Seraph rescued an ordinary and weak lower angel.

It's just a lower-level angel that can be seen everywhere, but Michael's memory is still clear.

The silver-haired angel stared at him blankly, as if he was suddenly stimulated, and his tone was crazy.

"My lord, the devil king is about to wake up, leave quickly... leave quickly—"

His words suddenly stopped at this moment.

"what--"

The chains on his body seemed to come alive, like pitch-black poisonous snakes crawling around his body, lingering, and the sharp tops of the chains went deeper into his body.

Bai Xuan's eyes turned cold, and he finally stopped restraining the sudden majestic power in his body.

A dazzling golden brilliance like a flame emanated from his body.

The boy's limbs began to grow violently, the slender arms and legs were stretched little by little, the long hair as gorgeous as the sun was getting longer and longer, the skin became fairer, the contours of the face gradually became three-dimensional, and the eyebrows and eyes became more and more beautiful with age. deep hair.

The wine-red pupils are like the brightest agate stone, which makes people intoxicated.

His body was in severe pain due to the sudden growth, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead.

Something is about to bloom on the slender back.

He arched his body involuntarily.

Six wings as white as snow gently spread out behind him.

The blond-haired, red-eyed angel stepped out of the holy and bright golden brilliance.

He quietly looked at the black chains in front of him and the silver-haired angel firmly imprisoned by the chains.

A long sword that was smelted red like a raging fire, with nameless golden characters shining, suddenly appeared in the white porcelain hand.

There was a clang.

The holy and eye-catching sharp sword cut through the air mercilessly, and also cut through the gloomy and cold black chains.

The dazzling red gold brilliance rendered the whole room.

Even the frail silver-haired angel seemed to be much more vivid.

The chain that seemed to be alive was desperately trying to escape the moment the sharp sword cut through it.

At the moment it is about to escape.

The boundless sword shadow blocked all its escape routes and chopped him to ashes.

A scream seemed to be heard, and the chains disappeared.

The system pops up the message again.

【You are in an awakened state, you are already a mature Seraph】

[Angel positions are divided into three classes, the upper angels: blazing angels, cherubs, and throne angels.Median Angel: Lord Angel, Power Angel, Power Angel.The next angels: angels, archangels, little angels. 】

[Your subordinate: Adlie (Archangel) is seriously injured, whether to start treatment. 】

【whether】

Of course he clicked yes right away.

Dots of pale gold light jumped lively, fluttered, and landed on the weak archangel.

The figure of the angel is still dissipating.

[Alarm, alert—he was seriously injured—the treatment failed, the treatment failed——]

Adrian looked mild and didn't seem to care about his imminent death.

He opened his mouth slightly.

"Welcome back, my lord."

The boy didn't understand very much, "Are you staying here because you are waiting for me?"

Adele looked at him without answering, his long silver hair was scattered around his body, as bright as the Milky Way in the sky.

The dark room suddenly became white.

The solemn and solemn bell rang in my ears suddenly, and the silver-haired angel in front of me gradually disappeared with a smile.

There was a knock outside the door.

A light shone in.

Bai Xuan turned his head blankly and met Yan Yao's eyes.

"..."

Yan Yao breathed a sigh of relief, "As long as you are fine, what happened? The door suddenly opened by itself just now."

Bai Xuan narrowed his eyes, then shook his head, "It's nothing, it's probably because I read a strange story, and I feel a little embarrassed."

Fortunately, his wings were retracted at some point, and he also changed back.

But why on earth did the angel not speak?

"Why did you destroy this place?"

Ji Wenxuan showed doubts.

The little devil shook his head, and the horns on his head twitched.

"can not say."

His expression suddenly changed, and his face turned pale.

He clutched his chest in pain.

"How? He... died?"

Entering this place in order to hunt him down, his nemesis who had lived with him for tens of thousands of years unexpectedly died.

Ji Wenxuan pursed his lips.

He didn't expect that the devil could sense the death of the angel.

What can't be said?

He suddenly sounded the countless transparent lines that control the puppet.

Or, that thing can even control angels and demons?

Ji Wenxuan pressed the little devil's shoulder, and blood-red power entered his petite body.

Fortunately.

His powers are not isolated from those of the Imp.

Although the Yaozu and the Mozu are not the same power system, but with his strength, he can already switch the power system.

The little devil was finally not in so much pain, he raised his head with difficulty.

"Go to the ball and destroy it. Free us, I've been waiting a long, long time, until even that guy is dead."

He thought that guy would at least kill himself, but he didn't expect to disappear suddenly today.

I'm so envious.

He also couldn't sleep.

Wang Chengyang wanted to cry so much now, he held up the hem of the lower half of his body, thinking hard.

How did I become Cinderella?

A big old man.

Are they blind?Can't see it at all?

"Cinderella, you can't go to the dance today."

Du Sula, who had a shy face in front of Bai Xuan before, put her hips on her hips and said domineeringly.

"That's right, you have to pick up the beans that fall on the ground one by one, hahahahaha."

Cinderella's eldest sister, Anatasha is holding a fan to cover half of her face, and she is smiling eccentrically.

Wang Chengyang also didn't want to go to the so-called ball at all.

But his previous experience told him that the prom is very important.

It is an important clue for him to leave here.

According to the plot development of fairy tales.

After his stepmother and two older sisters are gone, there will be a fairy godmother to fulfill his wish.

But he suddenly didn't want to wait for the fairy godmother.

Because this place is filled with a strong sense of disobedience, the supernatural powers on his body keep sounding alarms, as if there is some crisis hidden under this false peace.

He made an effort to smile.

"Yes, sister."

He had to go to the ball, but it wasn't the fairy godmother who took him.

The ability of [Danger Alert] told him so.

So he had to pester his stepmother and sisters to the prom first.

"But all the girls in the city have to go. If I don't go, are you cheating Her Majesty the Queen?"

He purposely opened his watery eyes, Lian Lilian said angrily.

The faces of the two sisters were dark, and they turned and left angrily.

Yay, the plan works.

Yue, why does he look so similar.

Wang Chengyang was suddenly puzzled.

No matter what, he has to find the captain and the others quickly.