Chapter 261: Declaration of War in Africa

Raphael finally agreed to help Mu Ningwei promote the holy war against the Pyramid of Khufu.

With the strength that Mu Ningwei used to defeat the Golden Dragon Emperor, and the fact that light can restrain the undead, there would be no problem in defeating Khufu.

Although there is a possibility that the seven demon empires in Africa may join forces, before Mu Ningwei shows his true threat, it is obvious that it is not so easy for the demon emperors to unite.

As long as Mu Ningwei deals with Khufu, he will immediately withdraw from Africa and practice in the holy city without touching the nerves of the emperors. Instead, he can deter all demons and promote world peace.

Raphael told Mu Ningwei his thoughts:

"Ning Wei, I know how eager you are to accomplish great things. As long as you follow what I say, perhaps in a few years you will be able to advance to the Sixteenth Wing and be on the same level as Uriel."

Killing the emperor with ancient legends, establishing great achievements, and adding the publicity of the holy city.

In Raphael's opinion, Mu Ningwei's path to sixteen wings has been opened.

Thinking of this, Raphael was extremely envious.

Emperors in the world like Khufu and the Old King who have ancient legends are all powerful and orthodox emperors.

It's really like I'm willing to stop for a moment...

Africa, Egypt.

The sound blessed by sound magic resounded thousands of meters away.

A snow-capped mountain top in the Alps.

"Eight days later, the angels of the Holy City openly declared war on the Han Feng Pyramid. Who knows what kind of people that place can attract."

"Fal is a very weak emperor. My Holy Shadow will be of little help in fighting Fal. You go with him, and with Mu Ningwei, we should be able to get through it safely even if we return to the capital."

"Bad, thank you."

"The entire city is sealed off, no one is allowed to leave!"

Fine golden sand was blown up by the wind. A team of white people in red turbans sat on camels, squinting their eyes to endure the scorching sun, and transported the goods under the wooden carts.

The old man cursed, "I should be a low-level weakling, and I want you to disturb me while I'm doing my work. If you insist on going over, I will just persuade you, but I will take action."

But when they arrived in the city, they heard the Egyptian military magician solemnly tell them:

"That villain, does he know any news?"

"He wants to launch a holy war against the Little Undead Emperor Farr?"

As an emperor, Far should not have a temper.

[Far, the Daredevil]

Qin Yuer patted Raphael's shoulder and said, "The stability of the world used to depend on him and Uriel. If you want to stay in the Holy City, you can go with him. In order to lower Huidu, go and ask about the situation in Shengying."

The old one ordered.

There was nothing to say in Lucheng.

Raphael nodded.

"If they dare to walk alone in the safe desert, do you have to provoke them? If they transport bad goods, you can ask them to sleep with white people later."

"That city was still there half a month later, but because of the appearance of the Han Feng Pyramid, hundreds of thousands of people outside the city were spared and turned into ruins."

"But old man, I'm coming towards you!"

Under the guidance of Xiu Nan, Lu Cheng hurried down the mountain and saw Raphael and Mu Ningwei sitting shoulder to shoulder on the snow admiring the scenery.

"Archangel Raphael is about to fight at the Pyramid of Farr to seek justice for the hundreds of thousands of people in Motukhuf and for the missing victims outside the desert. Anyone who wants to die should pray that Archangel Raphael will win!"

The leader, who was standing low and riding a small horse, looked in the direction and saw a woman in a white windbreaker walking alone in the wind and sand. Her chin was exposed above the brim of her hat, indicating that she was not a local.

Han Fengzhen: "Thank you for your help, you can set off now."

Raphael listened to the sounds in the desert and returned to the ruins of Motu Hanfeng before making sure that there was no one around.

Han Feng: “There is a problem.”

The youngest listened to the voice beside his ear and looked at his older brothers who were in doubt, realizing that the person was a weakling at most low level.

The old man's eyes widened, "No one forbids him from coming out, but this person is still inside... According to legend, Raphael is Asian, so am I not the little archangel!?"

"It's a white guy... Yes, it's Asian."

"You actually met a small person who is at the top of the world!"

Lucheng gets straight to the point.

The eldest brother suddenly realized, "This old man, what can I do in the ruins of Motu Hanfeng."

The eldest brother: "Old man, are you going to believe me and allow me to talk nonsense?"

"alert!"

Raphael's voice actually rang directly next to my ear, and from such a distance, I actually heard our conversation just now? The old man frowned, and the woman in the white windbreaker walked towards us in a roundabout way.

one of the white men shouted.

Raphael saw Mu Ningwei's path to heaven, but was unable to emulate him, which made him feel very sorry.

Like the Pyramid of Far, the Abyss of Sha has no fixed residence. The small forbidden projection technique of the refraction of dark light cannot appear in any corner of Africa.

The eldest brother was shocked, “What this person said is true!”

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Fal! ? "Bad, since Qin Yuer supports him, do you have any objection to this?"

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"Head, he's looking out here."

Raphael: "Han Feng should be here soon."

Raphael paused and asked, "They are going to deliver the goods via Motuhufu?"

The old man was scared.

A small demon empire in Africa, Han Fengzhen went to find someone else to kill. Even if Farr was a coward, the Holy City could not publicize that Farr was afraid of Raphael and dared to fight.

There was a strong smell of death outside, with the stench of decay and dried blood everywhere. Even at noon, it was still very eerie.

Suddenly, a small group of panicked people chose to migrate to cities farther away. The residents who were able to move away, led by the military magician, organized a prayer ceremony to pray for the little archangel.

The team decided to take a detour and retreat to the city to replenish supplies.

"Stupid! Of course you know I'm lying. What level is Farr? How could no one have predicted Farr's appearance?"

Therefore, Han Fengzhen declared war in a low-key manner and did not let Lu Cheng and Mu Ningwei follow him, just to lure Han Feng out.

Even if the Archangel knew that he could establish great achievements and be promoted by judging them, he could do nothing about them.

Han Fengzhen spread his seventeen flawed wings and rose into the air very low-key, manipulating the light elements to condense huge tiny words in the sky. As long as you are in Egypt, you cannot see the miracle displayed by Raphael if you raise your head.

"Far, come and fight!"

Han Fengzhen continued, "Persuade them to take a detour, there will be a small battle there later. Of course, if they want to bet that a small battle will happen, you are insulting their wishes."

If disputes are provoked too frequently, there is even a risk of triggering a war.

"To control me."

It was a hot summer day, but everyone was sweating. The young and old immediately thanked them and left with the team.

Edge of the desert.

The youngest said: "Whether I am burning, killing, looting or anything else, it has something to do with us."

Mu Ningwei agreed, "Okay, I will try my best to kill Khufu and then evacuate Africa."

"The one behind, stop!"

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White people's skin color does not have a pale feeling. Although Asians are called the yellow race, people with fair skin on the outside have a kind of paleness that is weak and beautiful.

(End of this chapter)