Chapter 57 Chapter 57 Arrogance is still that arrogance
What is that?
Frog just watched the little angel being bullied, and calmly glanced at the golden light that flashed from time to time in An Feng's hand.
The Bow of Destruction also seemed to sense a different aura.
Some agitated signal was sent to Frog.
It doesn't like that smell.
Make it very cranky.
The hellfire on Frog's fingertips, which were full of bowstrings, kept jumping, and violent heat waves surged, causing waves of heat to surge in the study of the Demon King's Palace.
Grandu took a few steps back because of the violent Hellfire of the Bow of Destruction, but the arrogant monarch who could fully control the Hellfire stood still and tightened the bowstring, not being affected at all.
"What happened?"
Gran did not take any precautions, and Frog's malice was not directed at him, so Gran was forced back to the corridor by the hellfire.
The greedy monarch became even more confused.
From this position they couldn't see what Frog was looking at.
But at this moment, this guy gave people a very subtle attitude, whether he was angry or not.
Gran, who had dealt with Frog for many years, understood that Frog was very dangerous in this situation.
It's best not to try to provoke him.
Oh, or rather, this madman is dangerous at all times.
Thinking about how he was almost killed by Frog because of the little angel's crying, Gran's expression was very subtle.
"It can't be related to that little angel, right?"
He asked softly.
But there was no response from Frog, who was keeping a close eye on the direction of the garden.
At this moment, An Feng was already holding Jiaer and retreating quickly.
The little angel's fair face was calm, and on the back of his hand were bloodstains from the broken bow and arrow.
The blood slowly seeped out.
An Feng's azure eyes looked at the pair of crimson eyes that were in madness.
The situation is dire.
An Feng made a judgment.
He sensed murderous intent from this demon.
One side of the opponent's neck was burned by the power of light, and bloody flesh was constantly turning over, making a crackling sound. The disguised calmness in his red eyes had long been gone, like a monster that had completely lost its mind, and at this moment, his only thought was how to kill An Feng.
Or in other words, the other party's current situation is no different from that of a monster.
At least the monsters that An Feng has dealt with are basically in this situation.
In this gap.
An Feng examined Jiaer's three eyes.
The snail-like little water monster was still lying on An Feng's arm, looking up at the little angel in a daze.
The eyes on its body blinked, and the eyes on its two tentacles tried to raise higher.
But one of its eyes still drooped a little due to being pinched harshly just now.
It's just a minor injury, it will be fine after a little rest.
Although the surrounding magic barrier was torn, it still covered this place.
Combined with the power of the devil's forbidden spell that the little angel had just used, the sky was stirred.
The sky is a bit gloomy at the moment.
An Feng's halo seemed particularly bright.
It's not the usual shaky and clumsy feeling of chasing after the little angel, but the resolute effort to shine at all times.
An Feng didn't have time to think. He stuffed Jiaer into the pocket of his military uniform and subconsciously reached out to touch the earring on his earlobe.
Those are Frog's earrings.
Xiao Anfeng was a little unsure.
Logically speaking, in this situation, Frog should have known what happened here a long time ago.
but why?
The little angel could never understand what these demons were thinking.
It's like the devil can't understand why there are angels like An Feng, who truly uphold their determination and justice, and dare to rush in to save people even though their own strength has not been fully recovered.
It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others.
This is something the little angel has always understood.
Especially when you are in the demon world and you are sure that the other party knows the situation here.
An Feng swiftly avoided the next attack.
Ice-blue flames suddenly spread from where he jumped away.
Like a blue stream, it stretches endlessly.
An Feng had already flapped his wings and flew high up.
He didn't have much strength and no suitable weapons, so he had to find another weak point in the barrier to break through.
not to mention--
An Feng didn't know what to do.
He no longer understood, not at all.
A faint golden light flashed in the little angel's hand, but as he dodged several times, he didn't have time to notice it.
I just want to get out of the battle first.
Until he ignored the other party's ugly taunt and dodged again.
When I grasped it in my hand, I vaguely felt a familiar touch.
The angel flapped its wings in the sky, stunned for a moment, and looked down at the palm of its hand.
It's still blank.
But he called out carefully.
"Trial?"
No response.
"And you're still wearing the Arrogant Monarch's earrings? Why didn't you contact the Arrogant Monarch? Oh, perhaps you also understand that the Monarch must have seen me attack you right now—this should be tacit approval, right? Perhaps Lord Frog has already understood that angels are disasters to demons."
The whites of Jonah's eyes were stained with blood, making him look crazy and terrifying. Countless magic blades condensed in his hands, constantly tracking the little angel and attacking him.
"But it's useless. From the complete rejection and blockade of the Demon Realm to the fact that His Majesty Frog might abandon you and take back the crown because of you, angels really are all sanctimonious. Also, you didn't rush in to save Carl, did you?"
He seemed to have thought of something funny, his shoulders were shaking with laughter, and he was laughing more and more crazily.
"You are—"
The little angel narrowly avoided an attack again and was already a little out of breath. He didn't dare to get close without a weapon, as he was too passive. But when he heard these words, his blue eyes were filled with fire.
What does it mean to put the blame on someone else?
"Don't bully other people in other people's place!"
Jiaer had already crawled out of An Feng's pocket angrily and used his tentacle eyeballs to hit the earring on the little angel's earlobe.
——What are you doing?!
——Can’t he see that he is being bullied???
——Is there something wrong? !
—The angel at home is being bullied! Are you all just watching the show?! Why didn’t anyone come to help?
——Asshole, Frog you asshole!!
—Frog, do it! I know you’re at home, do it! You’ve got the guts to give an angel earrings, do it!
Give the water monster a chance.
The water monster dared to curse the arrogant monarch and even smashed the arrogant monarch's earrings crazily.
In fact, not much time passes in the back and forth battles. Opportunities are fleeting and you can get injured if you are not careful.
War angels are all very stubborn guys, and An Feng is the most stubborn among them, otherwise he would not have been exiled to the God-forsaken land.
In addition to his Bow of Judgment, as an angel who specializes in using bows and arrows, he can also burn more original power to use power to create a virtual bow and arrow.
But this is very demanding and may cause the angel to become weak.
An Feng raised his hand and made a bow-drawing gesture.
The angel's power of light is slowly gathering.
It becomes somewhat solid in the end.
When the opponent was using magic, he aimed at him.
But there was always a voice in his heart questioning himself.
Is it right or wrong?
What is the truly correct method?
He shouldn't have appeared in the demon world in the first place.
Will he affect other demons?
Will it affect these demons that he thinks are so good?
Was it his arrow?
Is it his behavior?
Or his existence?
The little war angel is still too young.
His beliefs were repeatedly denied.
He had been rejected by his own kind, rejected by his faith, and abandoned by the so-called God.
Just like how Gran could accurately hit the little war angel’s heart once.
An Feng is a little angel without a home.
He should have passed away.
He should have died with his own beliefs in mind, instead of wavering so violently here.
If it weren't for the lamb—
"What are you thinking about?"
A man's doubtful voice came to my ears.
An Feng was stunned.
His azure eyes widened slightly.
There was no one behind him, but he felt like he had fallen into the arms of some arrogant guy.
It was just like that day when the man grabbed his hand with a mockery, drew the bow and arrow, and demonstrated how to use the forbidden devil spell.
"Just do it to him, why bother thinking about it?"
The voice was arrogant and frivolous, and very incomprehensible, as if it wanted to pry open the little angel's head to see what the little angel was thinking.
"You don't really think that guy's farts are real, do you?"
Frog seemed to have made an association and chuckled.
"What are you thinking about?"
The arrogant demon who unified the entire Crimson Hell and developed it into a place that all the surrounding monarchs were extremely wary of said lazily in a cold voice.
"Even if there really is a demonic code—is it qualified to judge me?"
Arrogance is still arrogance.
He is arrogant and does whatever he wants.
He doesn't take others seriously and mocks those around him all the time.
In his view, all those imaginations were nothing but illusions under the power. The rules of the demon world? He also looked down on such things.
"Or do you think it will really affect me?"
Frog seemed to pause.
At this moment, the little angel's brain circuits were strangely connected to that of the big devil.
He seemed to know what Frog was unfinished trying to say at the moment - are you worthy, little thing?
An Feng:......
Ah, a little angry.
It’s better not to understand, this guy is clearly watching.
He pulled the bowstring to its full extent and felt the power gathering.
The voice in my ear seemed very nagging.
"Yes, just smash it over there. Don't destroy the sign of my Crimson Hell. I just taught you the forbidden devil spell. Don't you know what you want to do best? You don't need a devil like me to teach you, do you?"
"So—"
The small golden bow and arrow solidified in an instant.
Thousands of feet of golden light shot out from the little angel's hands, and the past was like a mirage in the mirror and shattered, but it could not change one fact - An Feng standing here was still the same An Feng.
In an instant, as Jonah's eyes gradually became terrified, the light penetrated him, and the remaining power was lingering. At the same time, the magic barrier was torn apart by something from the outside and smashed into pieces.
The little angel's blue eyes were tinged with gold.
The little wings were also covered with a layer of golden light.
"Don't you think you're being a bit long-winded now?!"
Can you please stop mocking the angel so calmly?!
The water splashed up thousands of feet, and the little angel fell to the ground shakily.
At this moment, he raised his eyes and seemed to see a giant pink tentacle smashing through the barrier fiercely, and slapped Jonah, who had been pierced by the little angel, in the face, instantly knocking the seriously injured Jonah away.
At the same time as it was knocked away, an arrow stained with black flames pierced through from a distance.
Shoot Jonah in mid-air.
Everything was very smooth and coherent. After being hit by two arrows and a severe beating, Jonah fell into the lake without a movement.
An Feng:......
Carl: ...
It’s so tragic, so tragic.
At the same time, An Feng looked at the palm of his hand in the falling water.
An exquisite golden bow and arrow appeared in his hand. The angel wings at both ends of the bow and arrow were still slowly condensing, emitting a golden glow, as if they had met an old friend they hadn't seen for a long time, and were cheering.
Appear with a resolute and unwavering heart and respond to the trust and expectations of others.
——The Bow of Judgment that belongs exclusively to the war angel An Feng.
The little angel had been protected, and she never expected to see him again. She choked up for a moment.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
——My friend, my half.
"You, are still here—"
The small golden bow and arrow emitted a faint light and responded to An Feng affectionately.
Boundless lake water fell from a great height, and seven kinds of light faintly condensed in the air.
Frog, who had shot everything in his grasp, stood in the study and looked into the distance.
Gran's terrified voice came from behind him - "Where did he shoot the arrow?! He didn't aim at my city, did he? Huh?!"
Frog slowly loosened his hands and let the Bow of Destruction float freely beside him. He moved his wrists, made some preparations, and spoke casually.
"I'm going to be a drowned rat again."
Well, I have to go and deal with this little trouble.
But this time I found a small bow and arrow.
No matter how you tease her, she won’t cry, right?
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