Chapter 1165

Backlund.

"Justice" Audrey stood in the collective subconscious sea, watching the floating light and shadow, listening to the clamor of human voices, as if she were at a street corner in a bustling city, feeling the good and bad of life, and the vigorous pulse hidden beneath it all.

She turned her head and smiled at the golden retriever Su Qian beside her:

"Your duty is to soothe."

After speaking, Audrey's figure disappeared from the protected area, appearing silently beside "Magician" Fors and "Judgment" Xio.

"But I'm just a dog..." Su Qian, who remained in the collective subconscious sea, sighed to herself with her vocal cords.

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Rorsted Archipelago, Bayam.

"The Hanged Man" Alger sat on the edge of the square outside the "Sea God" church, quietly watching white pigeons take flight and people coming and going.

Suddenly, he heard the singing of the children's choir from inside the church:

"Impact! Impact! Impact!"

Alger couldn't help but smile.

A howling gale then rose, swirling around him, lifting him, and letting him fly toward the high sky.

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New Silver City, inside the headquarters church of the "Fool" Church.

"Sun" Derrick nodded to the now abnormally huge Wette Hillmon beside him and said:

"The door leading to the light has appeared."

"This will be a beautiful battle." Wette Hillmon, who had a shaved head with a dark cyan symbol tattooed on top, laughed.

Derrick said no more, turning into pure, sacred sunlight, and flew toward the outside of the protected area, just like a golden sun rising.

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Seeing the sun high in the sky, heading toward the heights.

"Spirit Angel" Reinette Tinekerr, who had already grown a head on her neck, said to her student Sharron in a somewhat dissatisfied tone:

"Those guys are too ugly.

"Let's go curse them to become normal."

"Temperance" Sharron nodded gently, watching her teacher disappear before her eyes.

She did not follow immediately, first closing her eyes to silently feel her own state.

She remembered a sentence her teacher had once taught her:

Temperance is not for long-term suppression, but for viewing oneself rationally, for the eruption at the critical moment.

Now, it is time!

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Berserk Sea, on the deck of the "Future."

"Hermit" Cattleya cast her gaze toward the first mate Frank Lee, second mate Heath Doyle, navigator Ottolov, boatswain Nina, and other crew members, suddenly feeling a bit emotional inside.

When she left the "Dawn" back then, she only thought about becoming strong as quickly as possible, forming her own fleet, proving herself to the Queen, and regaining her recognition; later, the idea of leading this ship of people and the entire fleet to live well was added.

But now, the thing she had to do was actually to protect this world, to fight against the impending world-ending disaster.

"Perhaps, this is the destiny of a 'Sage'..."

Amidst the emotion, "Hermit" Cattleya turned into a complex and illusory stream of information, surging toward the outside of the protected area.

Then, she saw two similar streams of information rising from the Trier section as well.

Her heart suddenly became calm and peaceful, carrying a faint joy.

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Backlund, inside her own house.

"Moon" Emlyn sat on a chair, quietly looking at a room full of dolls.

He already knew that the Sequence 1 "Beauty Goddess" Beyonder characteristic left by the Ancestor had not been transferred to the current planet.

This was also a choice with no other option.

Other "Great Old Ones" were surely fiercely competing for Source Qualities and Uniquenesses right now, with no time to care about a Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristic, so they wouldn't descend personally. Once the god war there ended, if "The Fool" and other great existences won, the Sequence 1 angels or corresponding sealed artifacts transferred over would naturally be safe. If the outcome were the opposite, relying on prior preparations, there would still be time to cut off and throw away those Beyonder characteristics, avoiding being targeted by the "Great Old Ones" again.

This was the normal situation, but now there was a special problem—the "Primordial Demoness" was not caught in the melee and was moving away from the corresponding area, gaining a new life. If the "Beauty Goddess" Beyonder characteristic were also transferred with the protected area, she would very likely take the time to come over. In that case, all resistance would no longer have any meaning, unless "The Fool" directly abandoned the original battlefield.

As his thoughts raced, "Moon" Emlyn stood up with a swoosh, and huge, black, leather-covered bat wings grew from his back.

These wings flapped, and Emlyn flew into mid-air, looking down at the non-divine Sanguine who were still active as usual and had not yet realized that the external environment had changed.

He circled around to take a look and headed toward the outside of the protected area, his huge bat wings seeming to cover the sky.

Below, several crimson moonlight beams flew out from coffins and graves, following closely behind "Moon" Emlyn.

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Loen Kingdom, Awwa County, Tingen City.

"Star" Leonard stared blankly at the high sky, feeling that the development of things was not quite the same as he had expected.

He immediately collected his thoughts and said to all the team members gathered at the Blackthorn Security Company:

"You are on vacation now, everyone go home."

"Deacon, aren't we supposed to deal with the evil god envoys that might infiltrate?" Those team members, either wearing red gloves or black trench coats, expressed their doubts one after another.

"Star" Leonard emphasized again:

"Go home immediately.

Please... support... 6... 9... books...!

"This is your mission, this is what you need to do."

Those "Nighthawks" looked at each other; although doubtful, they chose to obey the order. After all, the protected area was not the real world; perhaps going home had special symbolic significance and corresponding psychological effects.

Seeing the team members leave one after another, Leonard looked toward the heights again.

Possessing a certain authority of concealment, he could sense that one angel after another had gathered there.

Leonard slowly exhaled and closed his eyes, scenes from back then appearing in his mind—the scenes when Megose came to the Blackthorn Security Company.

His figure was quickly erased and transferred outside the protected area.

"Captain, do you see it? We are guarding this world.

"This time, I am not alone either; all the angels are fighting side by side with me..."

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As soon as "Star" Leonard's figure was outlined outside the "Door" pathway seal and the light barrier, he saw the old man Pallez detach from him and gather his figure beside him.

He also saw the ascetic-dressed Lady Arianna and Antigonus, who had clumps of coarse black short hair on his face and was half-white-haired but young in appearance, and saw other familiar angels.

Then, the voice of "Red Angel" Medici echoed in his ears:

"Everyone, I hope you will become members of my legion."

To become a member of the "Red of War" legion, gathering all the angels' power together instead of fighting individually, maximizing the overall power? "Star" Leonard understood "Red Angel" Medici's intention.

He did not refuse, nodding to indicate his agreement.

Franca also heard Medici's words but did not agree immediately.

This was not because she resisted, but because she thought of something through this:

"Judging from the changes in the 'Box of Old Days,' Lu Mian should have already become the 'Root of Calamity' and 'Destructive Disaster,' and Jianna and Aurora have also been resurrected.

"In other words, they are great existences, great existences in the field of war.

"And I am a member of the team, a teammate of the source of war!

"I don't know how large the effective range of the legion is after becoming a great existence...

"The symbol must be the entire universe, but similar abilities should still be limited...

"If I am still within the effective range, couldn't I share Lu Mian and the others' status and power, becoming a small-scale 'Root of Calamity' and 'Destructive Disaster,' and slaughtering in the current battlefield?"

Thinking of this, Franca sought to "borrow power" on the spot, but unfortunately, she did not succeed.

Was the effective range not that large, or did some "Great Old One" use their own symbol to influence Lu Mian and the others' team ability? Franca muttered, having no choice but to choose to temporarily join Medici's legion.

At the same time, she saw that "War Angel" with fire-like long hair and blood-stained black armor.

A bright red banner mark had already appeared on Medici's forehead.

He had already completed the sacrifice to the source of war and had undoubtedly received feedback and help; otherwise, even if he had two "Weather Warlock" Beyonder characteristics, the range covered by the team would not be enough to connect all the angels—there were so many angels here, and a ten-to-twenty-kilometer area was still too crowded.

Now, with the feedback from the source of war, he could better deal with this matter.

Feeling the agreement and joining of one angel after another, "Red Angel" Medici looked at the outer god angels gathering in another dimension and laughed "hehe."

His expression was both disdainful and carried a hint of solemnity.

Purple flames burned in his hands.

Once, I followed the Lord, saved humanity, and ushered in glory.

Now, I am still here, and I will continue to guard all of this.

PS: The word count of this chapter is a bit low, but I think it's just right here; no other content can be added.

PS2: There is another chapter tonight.

(End of chapter)