"Squeak!"
Finally, Charlie's head separated from her body. Mo Fan glanced at it like picking up a melon from a field. He did not think it was impressive, so he simply tossed it aside.
Charlie's body was still convulsing.
Mofan crouched beside it and observed for a while, just in case the angel had some kind of magic that could bring him back to life.
Mo Fan waited until Charlie was dead before leaving with a satisfied look on his face.
Mofan went up to Ling Ling. He immediately saw Ling Ling's hands, which had turned purple from the cold.
He grabbed Ling Ling's hands and held them. A gentle warmth immediately spread in his body, slowly removing the remaining cold aura from Ling Ling's body.
A few minutes later, Ling Ling's pale face finally regained some color.
Mofan had mixed feelings when he saw Ling Ling's face.
Ling Ling was no ordinary girl, as he thought. Even the Forbidden Mages of Osaka did not dare to come close to the place, but Ling Ling had come and saved him from the jaws of death right in front of Charlie.
"What if Charlie still has the strength to fight? He can kill you with a flick of his finger. Don't do something so stupid in the future," Mofan said with a hint of pity.
Ling Ling was too bold. That was the Angel of Slaughter they were talking about. Even Mofan, who had just become an evil god, almost died to him!
"Why don't we take a gamble instead of waiting for the outcome?" Ling Ling said.
"Yeah, we made the right bet, but we didn't win. What should we do now?" Mofan let out a relieved sigh. It was not because he was relieved that they had escaped from danger, but because he knew the real danger had only just begun.
"We have nowhere to go," Ling Ling said.
"We?" Mofan could not help but reach out his hand and rub Ling Ling's face when he heard her words, "Not us, it's me. Could it be that you want to overturn the Holy City with me? "
"Don't even think about abandoning me." Ling Ling slapped away Mofan's hand and said fiercely.
"I didn't leave anyone behind. I have my own plans. Go back and study hard. I've realized that magic can't change the world. Only knowledge can," Mofan said to Ling Ling.
"What plans?" Ling Ling was a little flustered. She vaguely guessed something.
"I need time. I can't start a war with the Holy City now. That's why I've decided to go to the Holy City and give them a chance to judge me. That way, I'll have enough time, "Mofan said to Ling Ling.
"You're sending yourself to death. They won't treat you fairly!" Ling Ling said angrily.
"Ling Ling, don't deny everything just because of a scumbag angel. How do you know that the Holy City and the entire ruling class are hopeless? Even if they are, if I keep fighting, in the end …" Mofan tried to persuade Ling Ling.
"You just don't want to implicate us. That's what you're thinking. I'm not a kid," Ling Ling said emotionally.
"I don't treat you like a kid. You've always been smarter than anyone else. You can see the situation better than anyone else," Mofan said.
"You chose to go to the Holy City to be judged because you want to protect others. However, you have to understand that everyone you want to protect is willing to go through fire and water for you when your life is at stake!" Ling Ling suddenly yelled at Mofan.
Everyone you want to protect is willing to go through fire and water for you …
For some reason, Mofan felt warm all over when he heard this!
"If that's the case, I, Mofan, won't have lived in vain." Mofan did not expect Ling Ling to say something so touching. He could not help but reach out and hug her.
"So you're still going to turn yourself in, right?" Ling Ling asked with her head buried in Mofan's arms.
"I'm not turning myself in. We all need time, "Mofan said.
"But …"
Ling Ling was about to say something when she suddenly felt suffocated. Mofan's hug was even tighter, as if a gentle hug could not leave a deep impression on her.
However, in Ling Ling's opinion, it was more like another form of farewell.
Ling Ling did not dare to say anything. She was immersed in it.
It was better than not being mentally prepared. Ling Ling finally let go of the restlessness in her heart.
"I like it …"
"You're still young. Don't say that."
"I like the days when I'm hunting monsters with you."
"Oh, oh, oh …"
…
…
At the foothills to the west of the Alps, there was a wilderness nourished by the cleanest water in the world. It was vast and boundless, but there was a glorious, ancient city standing on the land.
Walking into the city felt like they had traveled back in time, back to the prosperous era of Europe. Tall walls, ancient gates, and clear rivers of ice surrounded the city.
The buildings in the city were exquisite. The streets were spotless. Some colorful magic barriers were like illusionary muslin covering the noble lady of the Sacred City, setting her off even more.
It was a city of miracles. Due to its unique style, it attracted many tourists every year. However, it was also a city of faith. It was the supreme faith of all Magicians. The path of magic cultivation was arduous, long, boring, and painful. However, the thought of having a place in the Sacred City filled them with energy …
The Sacred City was full of colors, especially the gold that represented holiness, the rose gold that represented femininity, the white sand gold that represented purity, and the brown gold that represented authority.
However, for some reason, the Sacred City was filled with a different color today. It was black, the black of mourning for death. It was a symbol of black everywhere.
Black feathers filled the corners of the streets.
Black cloth banners.
The believers of the Sacred City in black monk outfits were walking slowly. They were holding a black chalice in their hands. They were dipping the clean water in the chalice with willow branches and sprinkling it on the special path …
It was a kind of ritual.
The Sacred City was mourning for the dead. Only when an Archangel of the Sacred City had passed away would they witness such a solemn scene!
"He died for us."
"Charlie's name will be written on a monument on the Sacred Peak of the Alps."
"We'll remember this, and we'll definitely bring that demon to justice!"
"We will search the ends of the Earth. We will track down his evil presence. We will not give up until we catch him and execute him. We will pray for the soul of Archangel Charlie!"
Archangel Remil was swearing to the Heavens with his loudest voice.
On the busy bridge, the people lowered their heads. They did not dare to speak or discuss casually.
Three days ago, a shocking piece of news had spread. Charlie, one of the Archangels who was patrolling the world, had been beheaded and died in Japan.
The culprit was none other than Mo Fan!
Today was the day of mourning for the Sacred City. The Magicians who set foot in the Sacred City could feel the wrath of the Sacred City. It had been many years since the Sacred City's authority had been trampled on like this!
"You don't have to chase me to the ends of the Earth. I'm right here."
Archangel Remil's words were still echoing when a man suddenly took off his hood at the entrance of the Sacred City. He placed his hands in his pockets and stood in front of the Clergy!
"Mo … Mo Fan!"
"Mo Fan!"
"It's that evil god!"
"No, it's that demon!"
The crowd fled in fright. As for the clergymen and archangels in the Holy City who were mourning for Charlie, their expressions were even more indescribable!
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