Chapter 1967
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The Angel Clan.
The Angels who could once fly freely in the Protoss Clan.
At this time …
It was as if their wings had been broken.
They could no longer spread their wings. The entire Angel Clan was trapped in a narrow space.
Person by person.
There was very little space for them to move around.
What trapped them was a layer of enchantment.
Outside the enchantment, there were only two hundred Higher God experts and two Lord God level stewards.
To the Angels …
As long as they could open the enchantment, this defensive power could not stop them from leaving.
Unfortunately.
This was Yale's plan.
No matter what the Angels did, they could not shake the enchantment at all.
In fact, this was inevitable.
The enchantment that trapped the Angels was the same as the outer enchantment of the Protoss Clan.
With the God Powered Cannon …
It took them a day and a night to break it, and this was based on the fact that the main commander had opened the enchantment, causing it to be unstable.
If not for them.
It was unknown how long it would take to break in.
There was nothing they could do.
The Angels could only curl up in this narrow space, looking up at the sky where they could once soar freely.
A habit that they had once taken for granted.
Now it had become an extravagant hope.
They knew very well why they were trapped!
Yale usurped the throne!
The Angel King fought with Yale to take revenge for kicking the old God Emperor.
Therefore …
Yale turned the Angels into a rebel army.
Perhaps Yale was being merciful by not killing off their entire clan and only trapping them.
Of course …
There was a reason for not killing them.
During this period, Yale's people had been contacting the Angels.
The people who were contacted had a tacit understanding. They knew very well that the most likely reason to see them now was to have a heart-to-heart talk with them and ask them to submit to Yale.
No matter what …
The Angel Race used the power of holiness.
This special power could only be used by the Angels in the entire Milky Way Galaxy.
The Angel Clan had the right to continue living.
"Number 1745."
In order to unify the management, the Protoss had numbered the Angels.
The Angels whose number was called squeezed out of the crowd.
Under everyone's gaze, his eyes flashed with a confident smile.
Want to enlist?
No way!
The Angels had always been loyal to the Angel King, and Yale was the Angel King's murderer.
Working for him …
He might as well die.
The people whose numbers had been called told their experiences after they came back.
There was no exception.
They all rejected him with righteous words.
Therefore, the Angel Tribe was also given the title of stubborn and inflexible by the guards outside.
"What is Yale trying to do?"
The two eight-winged angels narrowed their eyes.
They were now the leaders of the Angel Tribe. Under the request of the Angel King, they returned to their tribe and prepared to lead their people to the new era.
Little did they know …
Yale came faster than they had expected.
The angels weren't as obedient as they thought.
After learning that Yale had usurped the throne, the Angel King and the God Emperor had both fallen. The first thing the Angel Clan wanted to do was to take revenge. They had wasted too much time trying to appease them.
When they were about to leave …
Yale is here.
He even sealed them inside the barrier.
From then on, the Angel Clan began to live in captivity.
The Venerable of Lingbao was among them.
Moreover, the Angel Race needed him to lead the way to the new era.
The Angel Clan was trapped, so naturally, he was trapped as well.
"Sir Lingbao, you're quite carefree," said the eight-winged woman.
The Venerable of Lingbao, who was lying on the ground and looking at the sky, shrugged and smiled.
"I'm used to it!"
Speaking of being detained, he was already used to it.
He'd been locked up in Xue Yang's dungeon for tens of thousands of years. He'd never seen the sun.
He'd endured all of that.
Now, these things were nothing to him.
The old woman was startled. What did he mean by 'used to it'?
At that moment …
"Go in. None of you Angels know what's good for you."
1745, who'd been called out, was pushed back in.
The gods outside cursed and cursed, clearly in a bad mood.
The Angel Clan member smiled at 1745 ….
He didn't submit.
As expected of the Angel Clan.
"Well done."
The eight-winged old man patted him on the shoulder. The Angel scratched his head shyly.
"That guy wanted me to submit to Yale. He said that if I did, the future Angel King would be me. I know my own limits. Given my talent, the Angel King can only appear in dreams. I refused without even thinking about it. "
"Very good." The old man smiled in satisfaction.
"Then what's their goal?" The old woman furrowed her brows. "They've searched for our clansmen over and over again, and all of them have clearly refused. But they're still so persistent. Even if some of them do join them, what can a few Angels do for them? "
"I don't know," said the old man.
Little did they know ….
As they spoke, the Venerable of Lingbao discreetly observed the returning Angels.
He didn't do it on purpose.
In fact, he'd sneak a few glances at each returning Angel.
As for why ….
He didn't believe there were no cowards.
None of the Angels who'd been called out had joined Yale. The Venerable of Lingbao didn't think that was possible. He didn't believe any clan could be so righteous.
Perhaps the Venerable of Lingbao was just being petty ….
But he didn't think there was anything wrong with him.
He was still firm in his belief that among these people, there must be people who had sided with Yale.
But they hadn't stayed with Yale.
Instead, they'd returned to the Angels ….
Spies!
Spies!
The Venerable of Lingbao hoped that he was being petty.
Otherwise ….
If there were spies planted in the Angels.
The problems that would arise would be really hard to deal with.
The Venerable of Lingbao was still staring at 1745.
As if sensing the Venerable of Lingbao's gaze, 1745 smiled shyly at him, then slapped his head.
"Oh right, I heard some news when I went out."
"What news?" The news of the Angels being trapped had been blocked. News from the outside world was very important to them.
"It seems that Ji Yuan's battle with the Protoss has reached the Southern God Clan."
"So fast!"
It was indeed too fast.
They'd only been trapped for a few months.
Even though they knew that there would definitely be a battle between Ji Yuan and the Extraterrestrial Protoss.
But …
They'd started fighting so quickly, and they'd even fought their way in.
The Angels found it hard to believe.
"Not only that …"
The shy angel scratched his head.
"If I didn't hear wrong, it seems like Bai Ning is going to let us go."
Whoosh …
The Venerable of Lingbao, who was lying on the ground, suddenly got up.
It wasn't the excitement of being released.
But …
There was a problem.
A very big problem!
This time, the Venerable of Lingbao was sure that the Angels had spies from the Extraterrestrial Protoss.
Between them …
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