Chapter 450

Looking closely, Monica found that the person in front of her was the little angel, and she was immediately anxious: "Little child, why are you here? Go, go, go, leave here quickly. You just awakened holy light, you are not the opponent of these high-level undead."

Just finished speaking, another person popped up beside her. Turning her head to look, it was actually Ang. Now she was even more anxious: "Mr. Ang, hurry, hurry, you guys leave here quickly, uh..."

Two snow-white wings spread out on the little angel's back with a swish, and four snow-white light wings slowly extended from under the feathers. The little angel reached out and slowly pulled out a Great Angel's Staff.

Monica was stunned by the little angel's change: "Six... six-winged great angel?"

She had always thought that the little child who had just awakened holy light was actually a six-winged great angel? Oh my god, then her father is...

Turning her head fiercely, she saw Ang beside her also spreading a pair of wings fiercely, extending four pairs of light wings.

The... second six-winged great angel.

Monica's face suddenly turned red, her whole body was blushing, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to drill into. Oh my god, two six-winged great angels, she was actually stupid enough to treat the other party as a saint with just awakened holy light.

Isn't it just saint quality? People are angels of the holy light body, and six-winged ones at that.

During this time, she was sending money and food. Do six-winged great angels need these things? They probably just laugh at them, right?

"This is the favor of the Holy Spirit. Your kindness has been recognized by the Holy Spirit. You have a pure heart." A thick voice suddenly sounded behind her, and the voice carried a power that made people feel at ease.

Monica turned her head to look. A strange middle-aged handsome man. Anthony only went to deliver vegetables the first time, and Monica hadn't seen him, but what he said made Monica's shame disappear, replaced by supreme glory.

Yes, this is the recognition of the Holy Spirit. How could they laugh? They should be envied by everyone. The Holy Spirit recognized her and even risked his life to save her.

One sentence made Monica switch from 'wishing to find a crack in the ground to drill into' to 'being envied by others'. Negris couldn't help but sigh, this is the art of language.

"Who are you?" Monica asked.

Anthony slowly pulled out his Pope's scepter and slammed it on the ground with force. Holy light rose on his body, and the light condensed into the Pope's robes and crown.

With the flow of holy light, Anthony's voice sounded solemnly: "I am the spokesperson of light in the human world, the interpreter of the divine oracle, the singer of the holy sound, the wielder of the sword of punishment, the Pope, Saint Anthony."

Anthony reported his real name, because Monica is not in the same system as the Church of Light on the ground. For example, Aiguli didn't know that there was a church on the Warlock Ladder, and there was a high priestess.

Monica probably didn't know either, whether the Pope of the Church of Light on the ground was named Anthony.

But even if she knew, it didn't matter. Anthony now represents the Church of Light on the main plane. The God of Scales is the only true god, and all others are heretics.

Report the name first. Who has an opinion? Then wait for the holy war!

"Pope... Pope!" The title of Pope is no less inferior to a six-winged great angel, and even more shocking, because this is the spokesperson of God in the human world, and in a sense, it is the avatar of God.

Oh my god, was I really favored? The Pope came to my side in person and interpreted the holy favor for me?

Ang and the little angel both flapped their wings and flew up.

But the lich dragon that pounced down had stopped early, hovering in the air, and said in surprise: "Dog of light? Two fighting birds? Who are you?"

Anthony responded loudly: "Pope, Saint Anthony, and who are you?"

"The Pope has changed? I am the Lich Dragon Nosalo of the Undead Council. We are looking for trouble with the warlocks. What are you doing jumping out of the gutter?" Lich Dragon Nosalo asked with a sneer.

Anthony doesn't usually quarrel, but when he quarrels, he is not necessarily worse than Lightning. Only heard him laugh: "We came out to shine a light for you, so you don't go blind and can't see clearly. This is the priest of light!"

Nosalo naturally knows it is a priest of light, but compared to warlocks, he hates these god-talking believers of light more. He would rather abandon those driving flying cars than kill those who are glowing all over.

However, this is based on a premise—the other party is easy to bully. But two six-winged great angels plus a Pope, no matter how you look at it, are not easy to bully.

His task is to harass the Warlock Ladder, not to provoke new enemies. Nosalo, who had already retreated, did not admit defeat in his mouth: "Then your family's magic light bulb is not very bright. Shine brighter next time..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ang wipe in front of him, and dozens of holy light missiles appeared. Wiping again with his backhand, there were dozens of holy light missiles.

On the main plane, Ang has rich experience in impersonating ascetic monks and will never cast the wrong undead magic when impersonating the Church of Light.

When Ang wiped out the third row of holy light missiles, Nosalo finally changed color. He looked at the light bullets in front of Ang vigilantly. His flesh wings did not move, but his body slowly rose without moving.

Although these holy light missiles are all low-level, there are too many of them. Wiping them out row by row like this, Nosalo also felt his scalp tingle.

No one blocked him, letting him leave the range. No matter what, these undead creatures are all His Majesty's subjects. It is best to scare them away.

The lich dragon that flew into the high sky discussed something with its companions, so these lich dragons put part of their attention on Ang and others.

Yunika drove the flying car over, looking at Ang and the little angel with fear. The whole person was stunned, not knowing what reaction to have.

Monica glared at her.

"Get ready, the lich dragon doesn't want to conflict with us, then let's leave first. Get off the car, come close to me, I'm going to prepare for teleportation." Anthony said.

Ang suddenly ran up, rushing toward the corpse of the lich dragon that fell to the ground. After getting close, he immediately opened the divine domain, dragged the dragon corpse in, and then ran back.

The five lich dragons in the sky immediately turned their direction and pounced down frantically. They actually grabbed their companion's corpse? This is an insult! This is a provocation!

Anthony smiled bitterly and hurriedly slammed the Pope's scepter on the ground. Circles of magic seals spread out, stacking into a projection array.

Ang ran back and stood in the array. A strong light flashed, and everyone on the ground disappeared into the light of teleportation.

The lich dragon that couldn't catch up spat a death breath at the ground with hatred, plowing a ditch on the ground, and then roared: "What kind of space is that? It can actually put such a large body in it?!"

Pausing, the lich dragon said with hatred: "Notify the Speaker, discovered the Pope of Light and two six-winged great angels. This is likely a stronghold of the Church of Light. Please send the Nightmare Banshee to investigate."