It was a demon, an evil god, and a divine phoenix that had been reborn from wounds all over its body!
Mofan raised his head. His eyes were like a sea of fire that could devour the sky. He walked toward Archangel Sariel.
"Your era is over!"
Seven Archangels, maintaining the order of the human world?
Let me be in charge. At least you, Archangel Sariel, are not worthy!
At this moment, a true demon had descended. The soul of a holy totem had awakened in Mofan's body!
The strongest flame in the world, burn this filthy ruling class to ashes!
Mofan leaped into the air. His holy wings covered the sky. When he flapped his wings, flames swept across the sky. Following Mofan, he pounced toward the silent palace of death.
With a punch, the palace of death and the dimensional space filled with the wind of destruction disappeared. Mofan's evil god's fire enveloped the sky, sweeping away all the dimensional aura.
On the ground, a loud noise came from the mountain range of the West Guard Pavilion that was being uprooted. The West Guard Pavilion's fortress, library, academy buildings, restaurants, and hotels all fell down. In the end, the people of the West Guard Pavilion fell like rain, smashing into the broken West Guard Pavilion.
The people were still in shock. They thought it was a nightmare, but the West Guard Pavilion's mountain range and the West Guard Pavilion's fortress were still there. The West Guard Pavilion's buildings were reduced to ruins. Many people fell back from the brink of death, but a portion of them were completely sucked into the palace of death, smashed to pieces …
A god-like destruction. Under Sariel's divine power, no matter what cultivation level a person was, they were all mortals in the truest sense of the word. Their lives were as insignificant as grass.
Only that evil shadow could contend against such a god.
But for a moment, the people did not know how to distinguish between a god and a demon!
The god wanted them to be reduced to ashes, but the demon allowed them to be reborn.
"Ozawa, Ozawa …" Ling Ling didn't have time to bandage her wounds. She ran all the way to a pile of broken wood and struggled to drag out a badly mutilated person.
However, just as Ling Ling was about to pull his entire body out, she realized that Ozawa was already out. What came out was only half of his body …
The wound on his abdomen had yet to heal. However, with the wound as the boundary, the other half of his body had been dragged into the palace of death. Just like the East Guardian Tower and the people who were dragged into it earlier, he had turned into dust particles.
Ling Ling's eyes were red.
She tried to help Ozawa up, but she didn't know how to make him "steady".
There was no pain on Ozawa's face. He even reached out to comfort Ling Ling, who was trembling with anger.
"So this is the fate of the Shuangshou Pavilion? I thought I would be able to see my passionate friends sitting in wheelchairs, enjoying the sunset while drinking beer …" Ozawa said softly.
"Don't worry about the Shuangshou Pavilion for now, the Shuangshou Pavilion can be rebuilt if it's destroyed, but if you're dead, no one will be able to bring you back to life!" Ling Ling wanted to treat Ozawa's wounds, but she had no idea where to start.
Ozawa's body was sliced in half by the Wind of Dimensional Wind. Even a Healer would have trouble treating his wounds, let alone Ling Ling, who only knew basic medical skills.
"I only realized how tiny I am when the wind blew me up. I … I still can't do anything, I still can't save anyone, I …" Ozawa suddenly fixed his eyes on Mofan in the sky.
Mofan was currently as brilliant as the sun. How noble was the Archangel, Sariel? Only Mofan could stand shoulder to shoulder with her. Everything else was like the light of a firefly!
"You've done very well, you've really done very well! You're smarter and more outstanding than anyone in the Shuangshou Pavilion. You're the hero of the Shuangshou Pavilion. You've saved everyone, you've woken them up. You've done everything you can, it's not because you're tiny … "Ling Ling said.
Ling Ling had the urge to tell Ozawa that no matter how tiny a person was, they still had their own little world. As long as the person was willing to step forward and protect it, they would be a great person.
However, Ling Ling did not have the time to say it.
Ozawa stared at Mofan, who was fighting Archangel Sariel in the sky. His eyes had lost their focus and luster for a few seconds …
He was dead.
His soul had left the ground along with the destruction of the Shuangshou Pavilion.
Seeing Ozawa unwilling to close his eyes and his tired and helpless face, Ling Ling suddenly lost control of her emotions. Tears burst out from her eyes.
Little Ze had already done a very, very good job.
Who was the one that destroyed his world? Who was the one that destroyed the Shuangshou Pavilion that he had tried his best to protect without the slightest bit of mercy, respect, or humanity?
Some people were willing to give up their lives to protect everything, but some people did not take this precious thing seriously and trampled on it casually. And that person was an Angel of the Holy City!
She had never been as angry as she was now, nor had she been as devastated as she was now. Ling Ling also wished she could turn into a demon and burn this sick world to ashes!
… …
Mofan saw the ground.
He saw Ling Ling, Ozawa, and the collapsed Shuangshou Pavilion.
Charlie still managed to destroy the Twin Guardian Towers in the end. Not many people survived his terrifying magic, whether it was the criminals who had committed the most heinous crimes or the innocent.
Mofan heard Ling Ling's cries. The flames of anger in his chest burned even more fiercely!
"Die!!" Mofan had a pair of fiery wings on his back. He was like a burning planet as he rammed into Great Angel Sariel without hesitation!
Great Angel Sariel was covered in Sturdy Feathers. They were his trump card as an angel, but as Mofan approached, the Sturdy Feathers rapidly melted away. Great Angel Sariel felt like he was going to be burned to ashes by the explosion.
He did not dare to waste any more time on the Shuangshou Pavilion. There were still a few people left in the Shuangshou Pavilion, but Sariel could no longer wipe them all out. Mofan was already a threat to his life!
Sariel beat his angelic wings and soared into the dark blue sky. His body was emitting a beautiful, colorful glow. When he reached a high altitude, wisps of light pierced through the sky like sharp swords and stabbed at Mofan who was chasing after him!
The Sky Swords!
Mofan looked up and saw the Heavenly Punishment, the Demon-Sealing Swords from Heaven. Not only could they penetrate his body, they could also nail his soul to the bottom of the darkness!
Even so, Mofan would never submit to the lofty Sariel.
Mofan passed through the Sky Swords and allowed them to cut into his skin. He allowed the demon blood to splatter everywhere. He spread his phoenix wings. The flames turned into a lake and surged in the dark blue sky!
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