Dark gray clouds drifted by slowly, blocking the slightly glaring sun.
Around the governor's city, a ten-meter-tall metal gate slowly opened up to reveal a large opening.
Armored vehicles covered in black spikes and gun barrels slowly drove in from the entrance.
Large groups of officials and wealthy people stood on both sides of the gate to greet them.
White umbrellas shielded them from the sun, and noblewomen and young ladies dressed to the nines stood under them.
Commoners were pushed to the back, not allowed to approach.
"Out of the way! Out of the way! The Holy Angel has descended, all lowlifes scram! "
At the front of the convoy, a big-bellied Fatso was standing on a small convertible in a suit and leather shoes, shouting loudly at the people around him.
The people subconsciously backed away, pushing and shoving like mashed potatoes being forcefully flattened.
The clattering of the armored vehicles and the beeping of the electronic equipment mixed together with the panting of the people around them, forming a strange, decadent, and dirty scene.
As the convoy slowly drove into the governor's city, on the tallest armored vehicle in the convoy.
A young man with a pair of gray wings on his back, wielding a silvery-white rapier, was gently wiping the blade with a white silk cloth.
"These lowly lowlifes, even if their clothes are a little fancy, that's all there is to them. No matter how beautiful their outer shell is, it can't hide their filthy and ugly bodies. Just looking at them makes me feel like puking … "
The gray-winged man's expression was one of disgust.
"After transforming into angels, our lives have long transcended everything, and we've become extraordinary. In essence, we're a completely different species from these useless people. Don't look at them the way you used to. Gel. "
Another gray-winged woman approached slowly, standing next to the man and looking forward.
Both of them could see the numb and hypocritical commoners outside through the one-way glass window of the armored vehicle.
"Our teachers brought us here to see what kind of existence the so-called Swift Star Angels are. The rest isn't important, "the gray-winged man said nonchalantly.
"I don't believe that some Swift Star Angels can be compared to true angels like us. They're just inferior tools created by fools trying to imitate them, "he said in a low voice with a sneer.
"I'm looking forward to it. Since he's able to mobilize so many teachers, this Swift Star Angel must have some redeeming qualities, no?" the gray-winged woman said with a smile.
"Then let's wait and see." The gray-winged man, Garl, turned around and walked into the inner chamber. He did not plan to speak anymore.
At this time, outside the motorcade, on the right side of the slowly moving car, in the middle of an office building.
A few men and women dressed in casual clothes, looking no different from ordinary people, were calmly watching the slowly passing motorcade.
"Two Saint Roland Angels, three Warning Angels, and five Original Sin Angels. You want to unify and supervise the city with this lineup? A man with silver-white hair and glasses pressed his hand on the windowsill and sneered.
"All the Lords are about to descend. Not only that, even now, with the five Black Hell Commanders overseeing the situation, there won't be any problems against two Saint Rolands with the help of rituals and tactics."
A gray-haired woman said with a smile.
"The Angel Alliance has underestimated the City Governor." The man with glasses snorted.
"But according to the commander's orders, we still have to be careful. After all, the Angel Alliance has many, many special items." The woman with hair reminded.
"Of course I know that. Is the new Descent Ritual ready? "
"Everything's ready."
"Then let's begin. Let's teach these arrogant angels a little lesson …" The man with glasses laughed in a low voice.
He was not a coward like the Dicasse brothers, who only knew how to hide. The great Black Hell's previous style was not a turtle's shell.
"Darkness will eventually cover everything …" The man with glasses' right cheek slowly revealed traces of black scales.
Wisps of hot smoke rose from the scales.
…
…
Bang!
In a test training field, two brown figures collided with each other at high speed.
Four arms connected, and gray dust exploded from the collision.
Both of them were extremely skilled in their combat techniques. They were strong and fast, and their moves were experienced and vicious. They did not have the slightest intention of holding back.
"Great Spirit!!"
Suddenly, one of them flashed with a metallic luster. He stretched out his arm and grabbed his opponent's shoulder like an eagle's claw.
A huge force suddenly exploded in his body, and instantly smashed his opponent to the ground.
Bang!!
Amidst the heavy impact, the man who was smashed to the ground shone with a silver light, and in an instant, he disappeared and reappeared in an empty space a few meters away.
"Amazing! You don't have to train anymore. I didn't expect you to improve so much. Two months ago, you and I were at the same level, Silver Swift Star. Now you're almost at the angel level. "
"You flatter me. Becoming an angel is easier said than done. Not to mention, the strength, speed, and defense of an angel is far from what I can compare with. Moreover, all angels have trained Void Transformation to an instinctive level. Any hot weapons posed no threat to it. I'm still far from that level. "The man who won replied humbly.
"There are thousands of Black Swift Star members in the organization, and only a dozen or so Silver Swift Star members. Among them, you and I are the strongest, so there's no need to be humble. Whether you admit it or not, there is no one below the angel level who can beat you and me. "The man smiled and waved his hand.
The angel level was a unified name for all powers that had reached a certain peak.
In essence, there were two main characteristics of an angel level.
First, they were not afraid of firearms.
The biggest sign of an angel level was that they were not afraid of any firearms. From bullets to bombs to super-large nuclear bombs, they were all useless against an angel.
Because once they felt a potentially fatal threat, they would automatically hide into the invisible void.
Being in another layer of the invisible void, no matter how the space in this layer was destroyed.
As long as the space didn't shatter, it wouldn't cause any harm to them.
This was the so-called strength of an angel.
Second, angels had to have the ability to fly.
In this world, the ability to fly was a very special kind of power. Because the sky here was filled with a huge amount of terrifying pressure at all times.
Even if you could fly in other worlds, you would encounter great obstacles here.
It was as if this place didn't allow life to fly at all.
So here, wings were the symbol of nobility and strength.
The two of them exchanged their battle experiences once more.
Only when the loser was convinced did he pack up his things and walk back.
The winner changed his clothes in the locker room and calmly walked out of the training field.
He walked along the edge of the training field with ease and soon entered the door of a small bar with a closed business sign.
Pushing the door open, the bar was dimly lit, but he could still see that there were many people sitting inside.
Among all the people, sitting in the middle were two handsome men with purple eyes. Looking at their faces, they were the brothers Decars and Carciaro.
If it was somewhere else, they might be the well-deserved core.
But here, there were several people around, and their aura and pressure were no weaker than theirs.
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