The angel summoned the altar : "Great God of Light, you shine your supreme light on this world, bringing future and hope to this world, bringing light and beauty to this world, making you great, making you supreme, making you supreme, making you glorious..."

"The fallen demon has extended his claws into this sad world. We summon you once again, hoping that you can send out your sacred messenger to break through all obstacles, kill the demon, and burn the demon's bones and blood..."

A group of so-called brave warriors of light, led by Wizard Most, clasped their hands and stared expressionlessly at the high-ranking officials of the Church of Light. They sang and danced around a faceless angel statue made of gold, and sprinkled unknown powder as if they were performing a shaman dance.

The faceless angel statue was covered with various unknown runes, most of which were ordinary graffiti with no special meaning or even extraordinary energy fluctuations. Only a few were crude runes that symbolized part of the power of the angel of light.

Wizard Vincent showed disdain on his face. He turned his head and said to Taylor beside him, "This method is the most incompetent, ineffective, and foolish. Only the most primitive civilizations would use such boring and funny tricks when worshiping some powerful life. I didn't know these angels had such vanity."

As soon as he finished speaking, several wizards around him laughed softly. In the eyes of these wizards who abide by knowledge, this ancient sacrificial method full of ignorance is simply disgusting and unsystematic.

There are many wizards, summoning and sacrifice are also involved. The methods of the Church of Light are too low-end.

"I really didn't expect that the Church of Light, which claims to be the most powerful in the entire continent, would have such an ignorant and backward method of summoning angels."

Taylor was considered well-informed, but this kind of savage summoning method, which was like singing around a campfire, was the first time he had seen it.

As he spoke, Taylor couldn't help but laugh a little. Fortunately, he had isolated the medium that transmitted the surrounding sounds so that his voice didn't get out.

“Hahahahahahahaha…”

However, what tickled Taylor's funny bone was not the weird dancing of the top leaders of the Church of Light, but the addition of a familiar character to the top leaders of the Church of Light, namely Archbishop Marty, the actual ruler of the Kingdom of Light.

Dancing, spinning, swaying, singing...

Cano suppressed his shame and anger, and kept repeating to himself that this was for Taylor's future development. He followed the actions of the Pope and the cardinals with a stiff face, shaking his head and tail like a drunk.

The archbishop and other cardinals around him had already indulged in sensual pleasures, completely immersed in the angel ceremony which they considered extremely sacred. No one noticed that Archbishop Marti, who was once known as the pioneer of faith, now had a blank expression on his face and even murderous intent in his eyes.

"Oh my, this is incredible. I may not see Kano like this for another 100 years. I have to write this down and think about it over and over again. Haha."

In Taylor's mind, Bobby's ridiculous laughter echoed in his mental space. Bobby had memorized this scene completely, and if Kano gave him any suggestions or something, he would show this video to let this guy experience what social death is.

As the wizards watched as if they were watching a monkey show, the ceremony gradually came to an end. All the wizards noticed an unusual spatial fluctuation, which was slowly changing the surrounding spatial intensity centered on the golden faceless angel statue. The surrounding space began to condense and the spatial intensity also increased.

It seems that the angel was really summoned by these guys.

Subconsciously, the wizards sat up straight and slowly changed their positions. Gradually, they sat in a circle around the golden faceless statue. Each of them was brewing extremely powerful and terrifying witchcraft, and in the other hand, they used their magic power to condense a chain, waiting to kill the angel and dismember him.

"Oh, praise the great light, praise the endless light, light is supreme, messenger of God, great angel, please come to this filthy world..."

Amid the Pope's hoarse and fanatical shouting, a golden door opened with the golden faceless statue as the center. Through this golden door, many wizards could see at least five or six angels with flapping wings watching inside.

Slurp slurp......

Taylor's eyes turned green as he looked at the five or six angels flapping their wings. These were top-notch living biological materials of supreme value that could be used to spy on the angel system through their blood. Even a single hair was a precious magical material.

The greed and desire revealed on the faces of the other wizards at this moment were no less than Taylor's, but for the sake of subsequent plans and more gains, everyone could only suppress the urge to rush in and capture the angel and dissect it.

One of the female angels, who didn't look too strong, flew out slowly from the gate. She attracted the surrounding light elements in a holy manner, laying out a holy light special effect and brilliant silver-white light began to appear around her like sprinkling powder.

"Ah, what a holy posture, what a bright posture, your posture makes all living beings feel ashamed, your pure figure makes us feel extremely ashamed..."

Kano was in no mood to flatter anyone now. While the Pope and the others were not paying attention to him, he began to slowly retreat, then turned around and disappeared.

The shining gate of heaven behind the angel was slowly closing. The wizards were holding back and waiting. The female angel suddenly noticed that there was a group of people around her with extremely fiery and fanatical eyes looking at her carefully.

She did not feel offended by this. Instead, she felt that the source of these powerful gazes was those so-called heroes. They were indeed heroes who had joined the Church of Light and believed in the God of Light. Their faith was so devout. Even if some of them were stronger than her, their gazes were filled with yearning and enthusiasm.

A finger. This time I must grab one more finger. The bones, tendons, nerves, veins, blood and muscle tissue attached to it are all treasures...

Great knowledge, I hope you can bless me to grab a few more feathers this time...

I really want to saw off the legs of this angel who is posing so coquettishly...

Hehehehe...I want her heart...

This time I won’t let go of even the shit, I’m going all out!

Many wizards were thinking differently around them, some even prayed to the great knowledge to be able to share a few more hairs of the angel, even a piece of nail would be enough.

As the gate of heaven behind the female angel slowly closed, many wizards clenched their hands tightly and beads of sweat began to appear on their foreheads. This time it was a living material, top-notch living material. How much they could get after making a move depended on their own abilities.

Under the gaze of many wizards, the gate of heaven finally closed completely and disappeared in an instant. Then, before the Pope and his men could react, all the wizards suddenly attacked.

In an instant, thunder, ground spikes, volcanoes, terrifying vines with a diameter of nearly 100 meters, icebergs falling from the sky, an ocean filled with thunder, and a lava lake that was like a lava erupting from the ground fire, all greeted the angel.

Faced with such a horrific situation, the angel was horrified, and subconsciously let the white wings behind her bloom with brilliant light, forming a circular shield to protect her firmly.

The originally clear sky suddenly became gloomy. Rolling black clouds covered the sky. From the sky, terrifying icicles as big as icebergs fell towards the angel. The continuously flashing thunder formed thick lightning pillars that hit the angel head-on. The earth began to tremble. Huge spikes spread out like a small hill and instantly lifted the angel up. In the middle of the spikes, the boiling lava instantly erupted into a thick pillar of fire, covering the angel's ball.

The thick, burnt-brown vines, like a nimble giant python, broke through the blocking spikes and snaked toward the angel. The thick fog mixed with horrific illusions and the materialized gray-white smoke mixed together, covering the surroundings so that nothing could be seen clearly.

The high-ranking leaders of the Church of Light were completely killed in the first encounter and their deaths were extremely spectacular. Some were struck by lightning, frozen to death, burned to death, crushed to death, some died of insanity and suffocation, etc. The endless terrorist attacks directly broke the angel's protective shield and buried it under a lava lake.

Many wizards gathered together and looked at the angel covered under the lava.

"The other party is definitely not dead. After all, he is an extraordinary creature with extraordinary attributes and powerful blood. Dig him out!"

I don't know which wizard yelled, and then many wizards attacked together. The ground within a radius of several miles was instantly cracked and turned into fine powder. As soon as the scarred female angel appeared, she was entangled tightly by dozens of magic ropes. Many wizards pulled the angel with their left hands and she was instantly cut into pieces.

Taylor was lucky enough to be given a forearm, a simple forearm without an upper arm or a palm.

The female angel had an extremely beautiful appearance and an elegant posture. She was obviously a beauty at first glance. However, all the wizards present had an absolute pursuit and desire for knowledge, so they dismembered the angel on the spot without any mercy. The angel's soul, which was shining with light, was also taken away by the wizard Most who was standing by to support them.

Wizard Most put the angel's soul into a special translucent container. The container shook slightly, and a faint white dotted line extended along an inexplicable spatial frequency into an unknown space.

Wizard Most laughed when he saw this. He said to everyone with a smile: "We have found the base camp of those angels. Send all the teams you brought out to deal with the resistance forces on this continent. We are about to enter the opponent's pseudo-paradise and reap a real feast."

(End of this chapter)