Chapter 90 Chapter 90 The Six-Winged Sage is not born in heaven...
"There's no need to be the hero chosen by the world."
A slightly childish voice continued the sentence.
The little baby voice was a little cold and angry.
The powerful force of light has already impacted everything.
As it becomes more and more powerful, it is like another sun that is about to fall to the earth.
The strong wind blew An Feng's platinum short hair wildly.
The small halo above the head seemed to have entered a state of war at this moment, emitting a warm yet firm light, without any slack.
The sky was completely illuminated.
It's so bright that it almost makes your eyes hurt.
But there is only one shadow in the light.
The four wings behind him flapped, firmly holding it in the air.
The rain of arrows flying from the small golden bow formed a strange balance with that force.
But then, magic circles completely different from the one the little angel had just used lit up behind the little angel one after another.
Exuding an ominous aura from hell, it gradually became another force that competed with it.
The halo belonging to the devil's forbidden spell was circulating in the magic circle behind An Feng.
But some people were already stunned.
It wasn't just ordinary humans who felt strange.
The angel who had come according to Bofei's order also stared blankly at the four wings of the little angel.
The snow-white wings were decorated with brilliant golden patterns, making him look even more awe-inspiring.
The angel from heaven who had been observing this place stood up in shock.
Archangel Perfeita clenched his scepter and frowned.
Because of the prophecy, all the angels assumed that the six-winged sage would be chosen from among the angels who left their station. After confirming their beliefs, Perfeidel kept a close eye on them.
But I never thought of this situation.
"Destiny, prophecy?"
An Feng seemed to be standing in the air.
He naturally felt the pressure from the archangel.
He was still too young, and even though he had learned a lot, he was still unable to resist the archangel.
Even though the opponent's magic had been weakened a lot when it arrived here.
"My father said—"
The little angel drew his bow again, this time aiming to penetrate the power of the magic circle and point directly to heaven.
“It’s ridiculous that you take those things so seriously.”
The devil arrogantly looks down on fate.
An Feng also looked down upon the cubs belonging to the arrogant monarch.
It was at this time that An Feng seemed to vaguely hear the voice of the lamb, but it was fleeting, and the situation at the moment did not allow An Feng to think too much.
——Just as he thought, those high-ranking angels couldn't directly interfere in these matters, especially when the dragon clan fell and the entire heaven seemed to be shaken. So, finding the weakness and maintaining a balance...
If possible, An Feng also wanted to teach them a lesson.
The little angel pursed his lips a little angrily.
He went to deal with the angels in two places, but was delayed and arrived too late.
That dragon should be beyond saving...
"A four-winged angel? What on earth are you—no, what is that—?"
The battle angels next to them were in complete chaos.
An Feng was stunned.
He just felt that his little hand seemed to be held by someone.
Just like when he was drawing the bow in the training ground.
There seemed to be a familiar sneer in my ears.
An indescribable power surged up.
Something vaguely appeared above the little angel's head.
"Crown of the Seven Deadly Sins—"
The angel finally opened his eyes wide in surprise.
"How is that possible?! The one who can wear the crown must be a demon, right? And a demon recognized by the demon world - and -"
The luxurious and eerie crown vaguely appeared in the air, surrounded by red and black hell flames, burning fiercely in the air, as if to burn everything to ashes.
Above the crown, the power recognized by the demon world was like an arrogant eye, looking down at everything around it, yet willingly injecting its own power into the little angel's arrow—
The color of the snow-white wings behind An Feng changed slightly.
Like a father's support, or like the favor from hellfire, it falls far away under the snow-white wings, and it looks like it has added a pair of wings.
——Six-winged sage?
A six-winged sage appeared with the help of demonic power???
And there was no mistaking it—that crown was the crown of an arrogant monarch.
It's really ridiculous that the sage has drifted to the demon world, with arrogance blessing him from behind. Even such a cunning and terrifying devil can entrust his crown to An Feng, and he is also recognized by the demon world.
What exactly is this trying to do?
What on earth does this world want to do?
The angel stood there with a confused expression, wondering who I am, where I am, and am I crazy.
The world consciousness looked at the excited demon consciousness and silently set off some fireworks for the elf prophet.
The bows of judgment are ringing at this moment.
This contrasted with An Feng's eyes that suddenly lit up.
In the center of countless magic circles, under the power of the Crown of Pride, arrows were like a torrential rain.
It passed through the very center of the magic circle and then nailed straight into the entrance of heaven.
The powerful force shook several floors of the Heaven to the point of collapse.
Bofei's face looked quite ugly.
Just like when they joined forces to seal the demon world, that power instantly swallowed up the gate of heaven.
The communication between heaven and other places was temporarily blocked.
The panicked angels seemed to be able to vaguely hear the devil's mocking voice - "Reciprocity is the best way."
finally--
Light, a prophet of the elves in heaven, watched the crystal ball explode again, but slowly cracks appeared.
In a daze.
"No—fate has changed. I don't know when fate changed."
He looked at the panicked angels, who were still immersed in the trance of the six-winged sage who had just appeared and shot an arrow at heaven without hesitation.
"The brave and the wise are not among us. We have made a serious mistake. Where is the archangel? I want to see Lord Bofeide."
And the strong light of the human world dissipated.
An Feng stood in mid-air.
The powerful impact just now caused all existences except him to be blown away and fall.
Including the angels sent from heaven, they were all shocked and fell heavily.
He alone, on top of the halo, had a proud, blazing crown of the devil.
It was a small creature, holding the bow in one hand and looking down with its eyes lowered.
There was still a lingering light in those deep blue eyes.
It has the compassion of a sage, the strength of a war angel, and the arrogance of a demon towards fate.
It seems like the dust has settled.
Several demonic spirits appeared from those summoning circles.
Even if there is still some danger, they can't wait to show up.
Admire and appreciate.
"Your Highness—"
"Your Highness!"
"Look, you fools of Heaven, look how well we've raised our little prince!"
The Crown of Pride had not yet disappeared, but the extra wings behind the little angel were slowly dissipating.
An Feng landed and looked at the huge dragon bone.
Then he looked at the crying villagers in the village and the demons he was familiar with.
"There is a temporary balance now, but the future depends on how Heaven reacts. You humans don't have much time left."
An Feng was also a little sad.
The little girl's voice was a little hoarse, and her eyes were droopy.
But the crown remained on his head.
It makes all creatures that come by, whether they are human or demon, feel intimidated.
This really couldn't be blamed on him - Perfeid's power was originally aimed at Knorr, and whether it was An Feng or the devil, they had too many restrictions in the human world. It could be said that the little angel had arrived fast enough.
"Please, don't be sad."
"You are not at fault at all."
The human with red eyes said.
The crown on his head also touched his halo like caressing a cub.
Then the little angel looked up at the crown above his head.
She used her own little halo to nudge it - the battle angel would not act coquettishly towards others, but An Feng would act coquettishly towards Frog.
The Crown of Pride looked at it for a moment with great tolerance, then suddenly expanded, and with a human-like roar, it enveloped the small halo, then shook it contentedly—and swallowed it!!!
An Feng looked at it and slowly opened his eyes wide.
Wait a minute!
Wait a minute!!!
Give me back my halo!!
Frog's evil and playful laughter came to my ears.
The arrogant monarch's voice also seemed to come from the crown.
"See, didn't Dad say that if you don't like something, just overturn it."
Anyway, dad is here to protect you.
"Some stupid leaders will be trampled under my feet sooner or later."
Six-winged sage?
Who says it must be the six-winged sage from heaven?
And even if his little baby is not, didn't he make his little baby 'grow' six wings?
'Host--'
The lamb, who had just woken up, cried softly again.
"Um?"
An Feng responded subconsciously and then blinked.
'Little Lamb, are you awake?'
"Well, because the world consciousness was so shocked that it woke me up - the lamb just saw it."
The mechanical sound of the small system seems a bit contradictory.
"It's a bit pitiful, but he wasn't very nice to the lamb's other host before—"
This is a soft-hearted little system.
He is a guy who obviously doesn't have much strength, but he is tireless in picking up cubs, and is happy even after squeezing himself dry. It seems that he does not do tasks for his own energy. He sleeps all day to recover his strength, and when he opens his eyes, he looks at others with pity.
The little angel didn't say anything. Its little halo was still trapped by the devil's crown. With the crown on its head, it really looked like a little devil from hell.
The lamb hesitated.
"Does he want to see Mumuzizi?... Mumuzizi, this world is indeed dead—"
The small system couldn't change anything in the end, it just made a decision quickly.
"But maybe I can tell him something, kid, why don't you come closer, closer to that magic crystal?"
An Feng responded and walked closer.
The elders in the village were silent and the children were crying.
Although demons can feel what they are experiencing, they have little empathy when others are experiencing it.
Their emotions come and go quickly. When the Creator created them, they already had more dark sides, as if they lacked some empathy.
But Frog still noticed that the little angel was unhappy. Crown was silent for a moment, carefully spit out the round little halo, and patted it gently to soothe it.
An Feng watched the small ball of light fly out from his heart and carefully drilled into the magic crystal held by the old people.
The elders of the village looked up at the dragon bones, holding the dragon magic crystal in their hands.
"We must record all of this. We cannot yield. If we yield in the slightest, this history will be buried by those shameless people. Knorr is a member of our village."
The lamb got into Knorr's magic crystal.
Knorr's consciousness has actually disappeared. All that remains are some instincts in the power of this magic crystal. In fact, he is no longer clear and doesn't know who he is. He just feels a little sad instinctively.
The lamb carefully adjusted his database for a long time.
Finally, I tried hard to post the peaceful and beautiful face of the dragon cub Mumu when he grew up - as if he realized that someone was taking a secret photo of him, he looked up and raised the corner of his lips in a beautiful arc.
"Mumu said he's doing well. He's said before that even though things weren't going well before, he doesn't blame you. He remembers you as his oldest brother... And, the place where I took Mumu away last was not far from here, so—don't feel burdened. I think you've done well. Even if you exclude Mumu, listen carefully. These are the people you've protected."
The lamb is a cub system, and its words are more or less meant to coax the cub.
Watching the last light flicker.
Looking at the slightly broken magic crystal, it couldn't help but use the little strength it had managed to save to gently repair it.
'Sleep well.'
The soul that had been struggling with resentment and powerlessness in its subconscious finally emitted the softest light at this moment, as if it was gently embraced by the world consciousness.
Beyond prophecies and protagonists, there are always other noble struggles. Even the existence that carries the laws governing the operation of this world must be paid tribute to.
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