… …
Mubai frowned under the wooden roof of the tower.
He needed to release Mo Fan as soon as possible. There were still so many experts in the Sacred City. No matter how strong Mu Ningxue was, there was no way she could withstand the attacks of so many experts.
However, there was no good opportunity for that.
"Ahem, I sensed something strange in this direction, so I came here. In the end, there really was a sewer rat trying to steal butter. Tsk tsk, let me guess, you must be that heretic's close friend. Otherwise, you wouldn't be in such a hurry to die," a strange voice came from behind Mubai.
Mubai was shocked. He quickly turned around and saw Holy Shadow Brook standing below the tower, hanging upside down from the roof like a vampire … …
Brook slowly slid to the ground as if there was no gravity on his body. He flipped and landed in front of Mu Bai. His sharp face had a mocking grin. His eyes were staring at Mu Bai like a cat in the dark, with a strong sense of aggression.
Mu Bai could tell that the guy was a cruel sacred figure. He had a savage, bloodthirsty temperament deep in his bones.
Mubai thought he had been very discreet, but he was still discovered by this Holy Shadow.
"Did you know? If we want to eliminate all the rats in the sewers, we will never block their exits. Instead, we will purposely leave some places that look like escape exits. That way, the stupid rats will all crawl into those exits. Then, we will wait at those escape exits and burn them all to death without any effort!" Holy Shadow Brook continued.
He walked toward Mubai step by step. The light in his eyes became more and more brutal.
Michael was right. As long as they hung Mo Fan there, there would be many other heretics and traitors like him walking right into the trap.
See, they had gained something again.
"I really don't understand. A person who has been sentenced to hell is worth saving. First, it was the goddess of the temple, then it was the Ice Devil who had transcended the mortal realm, and now it is you, an insignificant bug." Sacred Shadow Brook didn't stop talking.
Brook's eyes were too sharp. This guy was like an owl that could see through all the weaknesses in a person's body.
The reason why he spoke in such a tone was because he could see that Mubai's strength had not reached the level of a true Forbidden Spell.
A person who didn't even have the cultivation of a Forbidden Spell dared to break into the Holy City and commit treason?
The Holy City had been too lenient to the common people these past few years, to the extent that even trash dared to provoke the Holy City and cause trouble!
Mubai looked around and found that he was not surrounded by the Holy Adjudicators.
Brook seemed to be the only enemy in front of him.
"Just you?" Mubai finally opened his mouth. His tone was one of surprise.
"Do you think that the Holy City needs to go all out to deal with someone like you? You are not Mu Ningxue." Brook laughed.
"You scared me. I thought it was the entire Holy Disarmament Corps …" Mubai's nervous mood eased a little.
While Brook was talking, Mubai carefully observed his surroundings.
There were indeed no other experts of the Holy City. He was not surrounded.
Obviously, Sacred Shadow Brook only felt that there was something strange about his place and came to check it out. Then he realized that his cultivation was not high and felt that there was no need to inform Michael.
Then things would be easy to handle!
"What, do you think you have the ability to compete with me, dirty cockroach?" Sacred Shadow Brook asked in return.
Mubai did not say a word. He faced Sacred Shadow Brook, and his entire temperament had gradually changed.
Brook also stared at him and found that for some reason, a cloud of fog gradually appeared behind this guy who looked like a weak scholar. This fog had a terrible magic power. Not only did it make people unable to look away, but they also could not help but keep staring into the depths of the fog …
The fog would slowly be pushed aside as he entered, like a curtain of fog. When his whole person was about to be immersed in it, Sacred Shadow Brook suddenly found that the curtain of fog had already disappeared. What was in front of him was an extremely terrifying abyss of darkness. This abyss not only took away his vision, but also his soul.
Brook turned pale with fright. He hurriedly escaped from this abyss of fog, only to find that the sky above his head had unknowingly turned into a dark and gloomy demonic sky. Some parts of the demonic sky were stained with extremely red blood, reflecting on it like clouds.
Blood clouds, demonic sky, an abyss where one could not even see their own fingers.
Brook was completely lost here, and did not know where to escape from these terrible illusions …
As Brook was panicking, a pair of pitch-black wings suddenly appeared in the dark abyss. It was as dark as the night without any stars or moonlight.
Even though it was pitch-black, the outline of the black wings was still extremely clear, as if a demon god had just woken up from the abyss. The gloomy demonic sky was instantly dyed blood-red!
When Brook raised his head, he saw blood. It was beautiful yet terrifying. When he lowered his head, he saw a pair of black wings spreading out from the abyss bit by bit. Little by little, he was pushing himself into a desperate situation of self-destruction!
"You … you … you're a Fallen Angel!" Sacred Shadow Brook blurted out in a panic.
Black wings.
They were the envoys of the God of Death that roamed the human world, reaping the lives of those who had violated the dark contract and sacrificed themselves for evil. Since the birth of Dark Magic in this world, and since the Magic Association had recognized Dark Magic as the orthodox magic, Dark Magic had its own ruler in the human world.
These rulers were clearly working for the Dark Plane, yet they were allowed to stay in the human world. They were similar to the Patrolling Angels appointed by the gods. No one would know who they were unless they revealed their identities!
After Dark Magic was recognized, the Sacred City knew about the existence of Fallen Angels.
However, even the Archangel of the Sacred City would not easily make an enemy out of a Fallen Angel. They would mind their own business. The Sacred City would punish those who violated the orthodox magic, while the Fallen Angels would punish those who violated the dark contract.
However, in the past, there had been cases where the Sacred City's Angels and Fallen Angels had clashed, and the Sacred City had suffered great losses!
"Rats in the sewers, bugs in the underground tunnels, cockroaches in the dirty corners?" A pair of sinister eyes glowed from the enormous black wings. The interrogating voice penetrated Brook's mind, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.
Sacred Shadow Brook felt like he was in a dark hell. He was surrounded by the stench of blood, and there was no way he could escape!
Why was it a Fallen Angel?
Why was the insignificant character he had caught a Fallen Angel that even the Archangel was afraid of!
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