Volume 1 Chapter 129 Crazy Francis——Lucifer
Marcus is an excellent commander, but if he were to compete with Archduke Garcia on a frontal battlefield, he would not dare to say that he could be sure of victory.
The battlefield requires the right time, right place, and right people.
Reconnaissance reports, military equipment and other things all have extremely complex relationships with each other.
But Marcus never imagined that the team that stayed behind to symbolically confront Archduke Garcia would actually destroy Archduke Garcia's 50,000-strong army at a huge disadvantage.
The reckless smiling man told Marcus little by little what he knew, and Marcus's face became solemn.
Combining what the smiling man said, Marcus understood that this was a perfect battle fought by the 'Miracle Creation Four' who seized every possible opportunity on the battlefield.
Paul and his men's actions were beyond everyone's expectations, not to mention Archduke Garcia, even he himself could not have imagined it.
"As expected of you, you are the heir of the Buzz family." Marcus sighed and bowed to Lynch, saying, "Sir, you are truly extraordinary. You already knew that Paul and the others would work together to produce miraculous results, so you recruited them under your command early on."
"..." Lin Qi was silent for a long time before nodding: "Well, when I met them, I knew they were talented. Not only that, they also have great potential, so I have always paid great attention to cultivating them."
"I admire you!" Marcus knelt on one knee and lowered his head.
I thought to myself, you are worthy of being called a gentleman. Perhaps, the gentleman had already known that Paul and the others could do something in the rear, so he tacitly allowed me to let Paul and the other four stay in the rear.
Oh, I was too careless. I paid enough attention to Paul and the other three, but I still underestimated their abilities...
"Okay, okay, let's go back now. Everything is under control."
Lynch lifted his mask slightly, wiped the sweat off his face, floated in the air, and sat on Xiao Hei's back.
Even without Marcus's reminder, he knew that the battle was over and he could go home and take a break. His learning ability was amazing. Otherwise, how could he learn so many super-level magics and upgrade to level 250 in a hundred years?
"Yes, sir!" Marcus nodded to the floating Lynch and began to command the dwarves and goblins to return.
The flying dragon soared into the sky and returned with the giant dragon.
It came from the starry night and left from the starry night.
Only tongues of fire were dancing in the night behind him, wailing, singing a victory song, or mourning the end of a legendary duke.
Francis was also freed from the magic by Lynch, and his power returned to heaven.
Lynch didn't want to let this guy go. After all, he wanted to know some information about the heaven from this guy.
Unfortunately, keeping this guy is a waste of magic power. Even if he is killed, it will not cause any harm to his body. At most, it will weaken Francis' body for a while.
......
The divine world.
ancient library.
Francis, who had been standing stupidly in the library for a long time, finally moved. His eyebrows were drooped and his face was pale.
The six wings moved slightly, and some red dots could be seen on their wings. Moreover, these red dots were still expanding at an extremely slow speed.
"I...I massacred the city..."
Francis's lowered hands were trembling, his eyes were red, and tears of sadness flowed from the corners of his eyes.
Fortunately, the creatures in heaven were either wandering around or fighting every day, and no one saw Francis' appearance at this time.
Francis was silent for a long time, then he gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and a mirror appeared before him.
He saw the wings behind him. The three pairs of wings with dots of red standing out against the pure white.
"I...I'm fallen?"
Francis' eyes were blank and he was filled with fear.
The pure white wings changed color, a sign of depravity.
He was forced by Lynch to kill, and although he was completely unwilling, after the massacre, he felt a kind of uncontrollable excitement in addition to his grief.
After he finished the massacre, he felt a fluctuation in his rank, as if two new wings were about to emerge from behind him.
That means that as long as he follows his inner temptation, he can make a breakthrough, but the price is his downfall.
It was the first time that he was addicted to power. When he was killing people, the expressions of fear and despair on the faces of those soldiers appeared in his mind, and he was actually a little obsessed.
"I'm not like that. I'm a pure angel. I won't be addicted to killing. No!"
Francis roared in the library. Fortunately, there was no librarian in the library. The kind races in heaven would never steal. They would put the books back to their original places after reading them.
“Boom boom—”
The sound continued to come from outside the library.
Francis's body was shaken, and the bookshelves in the entire library fell down row by row.
Many ancient books were torn into pieces by Francis' breath when he went crazy.
"No... I want power. As long as I have power, I can have everything!" Francis suddenly laughed crazily: "I like killing. I want to become stronger!"
Suddenly, Francis' wings all turned blood red, and now they have four pairs and eight wings!
His golden hair and eyebrows turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye. The nails of his fingers, which were clenched into claws, suddenly became sharp. He hunched his body, gasping violently, and his bloodshot eyes seemed to be bleeding.
"Huff--Huff--" Francis' face was ferocious, and he said madly: "I want to become stronger, I want to kill, I want power!"
He lowered his head and saw a golden book spread out on the ground. In the golden book was written an ancient mortal story.
'Once upon a time, there was a boy who loved to kill and nothing could restrain his inner desires... His name was Lucifer.'
Francis sneered, "Haha, from now on, I will be called Lucifer, haha!"
As he laughed, his eyes turned cold and he flew out of the library.
He was very familiar with the heaven where he grew up. In heaven, there was a place called the Fountain of Angels, where all angels were born.
Under the shocked gazes of all the celestial races, he flew to the Angel's Fountain, killed all the angels guarding the Angel's Fountain, leaped over the Angel's Fountain, picked up a little angel wrapped in pure white light, and left at the fastest speed.
The direction he left was the battlefield between heaven and hell.
"Hell is the right place for me, hehe!" Francis... No, Lucifer sneered, rushing all the way, and no one could restrain him anymore.
He knew that it was unlikely that the fallen angels in heaven would escape, so he needed a bargaining chip.
What he holds in his arms is the chip to save his life and also the chip to become stronger!
......
From this moment on, the entire heaven was in an uproar.
All the races in the heavens began to go crazy and, under the orders of the ruler of heaven, began a frantic fight with the hells.
Although there have been frictions between heaven and hell since ancient times, they have never been as crazy as they are today.
From this day on, heaven and hell will fight to the death!