Chapter 219

"Aletshuman, this is against the rules."

The six Thrones looked coldly at the Angel Ancestor Elder.

Using the power of the Supreme Throne

to forcibly raise a new-term lord's level,

this violated the rules of the Myriad World Battlefield.

The Angel Ancestor Elder stared fiercely at the six Thrones, glaring angrily at the Great Demon King.

Just now, this Great Demon King... was really prepared to kill this Six-Winged Seraph.

It was different from what was agreed.

Fury surged in his heart, and he cursed: "To hell with the rules!!!"

The surging momentum rose from him into the sky.

The world was filled with light.

Light protected all the lords of the Moon Shadow Sect.

The [Indestructible] terrain

created cracks in the wrath of the Angel Throne.

All the myriad races watching the show

were stunned.

What's the situation?

Isn't it... Yueluo's business?

Why are the Thrones about to fight??.

"Aletshuman... why, why are you so angry?"

"Didn't you say he wasn't your person?"

The old Red Demon flicked his sleeves,

and the trembling Myriad World Battlefield returned to calm instantly.

The [Indestructible] terrain began to recover, and the cracks disappeared.

A pair of red eyes looked coldly at the ground,

at the Angel Ancestor Elder with golden hair and silver eyes, unfolding his six wings.

Since the creation of the Myriad World Era ten thousand years ago,

this was the first time the Angel Ancestor Elder had unfolded his six wings.

The supreme combat power of a Six-Winged Seraph,

in the entire myriad worlds,

only he could suppress it steadily.

Therefore, he couldn't be careless.

"Not now."

"But he will be in the future."

The Angel Ancestor Elder scanned the old Red Demon coldly.

Hearing this, the old Red Demon frowned slightly.

On the side, the Mechanical Empress seemed to have figured something out,

and exclaimed urgently: "Aletshuman, what do you mean?!!"

The Angel Ancestor Elder chuckled,

and looked at the white light figure bathed in light on the side.

He asked: "Are you okay?"

Su Yu, immersed in the light,

felt the power born in his body,

bathed in the boundless light, as if falling into boundless warmth,

making every pore on his body relax, emitting a comfortable relaxation.

Su Yu nodded.

"As expected of Yueluo, even my light can be absorbed."

The Angel Ancestor Elder showed a look of appreciation.

Now, he was completely certain

that Yueluo was the Light Throne.

Except for the Light Throne,

there couldn't be a lord in this world who, at such a low level,

could absorb his light power.

Even the mythical cultivation technique of the Angel race couldn't do it.

He was the Angel Throne, one of the seven supreme beings of the myriad worlds,

and his power was unimaginable.

Like the human crane-haired old man, he could kill countless of them with one look.

Therefore, being able to absorb his 797 power at a low level,

only the Throne passed down from ancient times

could have such means.

"Yueluo, would you be willing to join my Kingdom of Light?"

"Of course, it doesn't mean you have to leave your original race, nor do you need to be assimilated."

"My Kingdom of Light doesn't care if you are an outsider."

The Angel Ancestor Elder looked at Su Yu and asked tentatively.

Clearly born handsome and heroic,

yet the oldness between his brows

made him

like a lonely old grandfather,

taking care of his only grandson,

and having just learned to cook,

asking expectantly and nervously if the food he made was to his taste.

It was unimaginable that a Supreme Throne would be in this posture.

"You don't care, but the power behind him cares."

"Aletshuman, is your brain full of paste?"

"Looking like this, you're really losing face for the Supreme Throne."

Long Ao scratched his ears with his claws,

looking at the Angel Ancestor Elder's behavior, speechless.

The Angel Ancestor Elder didn't care much about Long Ao's mocking words;

the Divine Dragon Throne had always been like this.

He waited nervously for Su Yu's answer.

"Okay..."

The humanoid creature of white light nodded.

Instantly, the expressions of the six Thrones changed suddenly.

This, this, this, how is this possible?!

Yueluo, how could he accept the invitation of other powers??

The power behind him...

"Hahahaha..."

The Angel Ancestor Elder laughed heartily.

He raised his brows, and a light shot into the sky.

Like rain, it sprinkled onto the Moon Shadow Sect territory.

Within the Moon Shadow Sect territory,

those collapsed and shattered buildings

began to recover in a very strange way (agbc).

Whether they were broken or turned into powder, they were all recovering.

It was as strange as time flowing backward.

Light is omnipotent.

"A bunch of idiots."

"It's come to this."

"Do you still think Yueluo has a great power and background behind him?"

The Angel Ancestor Elder looked at the six Thrones in the sky with sarcasm.

?!

The old Red Demon was stunned.

The Mechanical Empress was stunned.

Long Ao was dumbfounded.

The Great Demon King's eyes widened.

Even the always indifferent Heavenly Demon Empress had her beautiful mouth open in an 'O' shape.

The soul fire in the Undead Bone Emperor's eye sockets stopped flickering.

Yueluo... has no great power behind him?

What does that mean...

He, is a grassroots?

From a weak race?

How is this possible!!

How could a new-term lord grow to this level on his own?!

No one was willing to accept it,

even the Supreme Thrones of the myriad worlds couldn't accept it.

But, thinking about it carefully,

this matter had traces to follow.

Whether it was the human race,

or the Great Demon King,

they had all oppressed Yueluo to his face,

and they hadn't seen the power behind Yueluo make a move.

That meant... Yueluo might really have no power to rely on.

After all,

if the Red Demon Empress were oppressed by some racial power,

the old Red Demon would probably make that racial power disappear in an instant.

It's just that

Yueluo's mythical existence

made them avoid this line of thinking.

Such a powerful new-term lord could only be cultivated by a great power;

this concept was deeply rooted in their hearts.

"How could it be like this!"

"Impossible!"

Long Ao said angrily:

"Aletshuman, could it be that Yueluo was originally from the Kingdom of Light, and you are deliberately teasing us?"

"What is the point of me doing that?" The Angel Ancestor Elder responded lightly.

Yeah, what is the point?

The faces of the six Thrones turned red.

Especially the old Red Demon.

Damn it,

how could it be like this??

Yueluo... was actually a lucky child favored by the fortune of the Myriad World Battlefield,

and not some proud figure cultivated by a great power.

Then looking at it this way,

he could entirely join any power.

Regret rose in the hearts of the old Red Demon and others.

"Holy crap, the Thrones... what are they saying?"

"Yueluo, not a proud figure supported by a great power??"

"How is this possible?!"

The myriad races watching exploded,

the arrival of the Supreme Thrones of the myriad worlds

had long expanded the situation here to the highest attention of the myriad worlds,

making the headlines of all the myriad races.

[Explosive, Yueluo is actually a grassroots?!] post reached the top.

Every minute and every second, new explosive information was rising rapidly.

The Great Demon King looked bitter and extremely aggrieved.

Damn it, how could it be like this, damn it!!

Originally, he also had a chance to win over Yueluo,

but he made a move on Yueluo and Yueluo's hero...

Which was almost equivalent to losing the opportunity.

"Old thief Alet, you're not authentic!!"

The Divine Dragon Long Ao cursed angrily, his dragon brows full of anger.

Seeing this, the Angel Ancestor Elder grinned.

However,

Su Yu's next sentence made his smile freeze.

"...However, I have one condition."

"What condition?" The Angel Ancestor Elder's happy mood became nervous again.

Su Yu reached out and pointed at the Great Demon King with two horns and two wings.

"Make him... pay the price."

His cold gaze, through the light, looked directly at the Great Demon King.

The gaze of a weak ant made the Great Demon King, who was a Supreme Throne, feel a sudden thud in his heart.

"Hahahaha..."

Hearing this condition, the Angel Ancestor Elder was completely relieved;

it was fine as long as it wasn't a difficult condition.

The six wings behind him shook and he shot into the sky.

"Sardin, how many ten thousand years has it been since we fought? Come on, the battle between angels and demons!"

"Yueluo, I'll help you beat him up too, will you consider joining our Divine Beast race?"

Long Ao scratched his head, roared at the sky, and transformed,

instantly, a dragon shadow that covered the sun appeared outside the Myriad World Battlefield,