Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 1701 There is only one person, and he is the only person

"Michelle, is it worth it?!"

Michael calmly lowered his eyes of pity. There are multiple Michels in multiple dimensions, and only him right now is experiencing the most complicated and painful experience.

Betrayal, accusation, reviling... Words are not knives, but sometimes they hurt more than knives.

Even though the whole world doesn't understand, and gave him all kinds of filth and infamy, when he mentioned his name, everyone gritted their teeth, as if they wanted to suck his blood and bones, Michelle still stood up in the darkest moment ,as usual.

"What is your sacrifice for? Everything you protect is failing you. Their eyes can't see the truth, and they can only be fooled by chaos. The human beings who praise you now may just be afraid of chaos."

Quite unexpectedly, the descending Archangel Michael seems to be accusing and questioning Michelle, are your choices and answers really worth it.

Who are you fighting for?

Michelle had a peaceful face, did not turn around, and said calmly: "Countless dark nights, and I can't count the time. I can only watch the former comrades-in-arms die in battle, or grow old, and bury them. They are asking me when I am dying, Lord Michelle, when will I see the light again? I can’t give an answer.”

His voice was not loud, and there was a hint of sadness when he recalled the past, but in today's world, all over the world, everyone can clearly hear it at this moment, and his voice has reached everyone's ears.

In the direction of Veltalon, the third princess and Cyrus listened silently, and beside them were the corpses of the pretenders.

Priest Taida had complex eyes, staring at his shining blue fists, what was the light bestowed by the gods fighting for.

Remidia Bell Tower, Bishop Clother took a deep breath, dropped the pretender's head in his hand, and smiled on his face.

Snowy Land of Ston, Xuzu Sunan... You may not be able to see Michelle's radiant figure, but everyone can hear his voice from the heart.

In the depths of the Canyon of the Dead, at the Altar of Limits, the Angel of Light Agamemnon appeared, half dark and half bright, looking deeply at the direction of Michael.

"No matter how deep and dark the night is, I can't block the light of a match. I fight for the friends buried in the earth, for those with good intentions, and for... those who are willing to believe in that match."

Boom!

There was thunder in the sky, and the sun-like light immediately dispelled the darkness in half of the sky. In the golden holy light that Michael descended, the rotten wooden cross that Michel was carrying before appeared.

Now the rotten wood cross has undergone major changes. The seemingly rotten and moth-eaten wooden fibers are peeling off rapidly, revealing the sacred things inside. The whole body is made of a mysterious silver-white material, with cumbersome and magnificent golden patterns engraved on the surface, and angels flying Chanting, chasing the sun motif decoration.

The traces of thunder and lightning jumped and filled the air, exuding a majestic and terrifying atmosphere like the sea.

According to the secret legend, it is described as the object that descended with Michel along with the first light of revelation, the manifestation of the will of God, and the strongest holy relic, the Holy Cross of Heaven.

"Sanctuary!"

Archangel Michael raised his hand, spread his wings lightly, and a sacred realm spread out in the void. In all directions, the sky and the ground, there were shining runes, like an infinite starry universe.

For the use of the "sanctuary" ability, Michael is obviously more skilled than Yuena.

He locked a part of the sky with the sanctuary, and also shrouded Michelle and Ozma together. Before this feud was completely settled, no outsiders could enter, and insiders could not leave.

"I have received news from another world. As long as the power is strong enough and some non-apostle means are assisted, the apostles can kill each other!" Ozma stared at Michael, and said lightly: "You were killed by that person!" It exploded, it was ridiculous."

"Purification power is only possessed by the Archangel Michel himself. It is normal for my projection to lose to the fragments of power and power, but you are just a lost dog." Michael admitted himself in the mirror dimension and sheltered another Michel in the projection. When he was in Xier, he was hammered by another Kahn.

The real Archangel Michel and Michael himself had a fierce battle with the first apostle Kahn in the starry sky of a certain dimension. The collision of power and purification was mighty and mighty, destroying several galaxies. I was shocked.

"Ozma, the world has changed. We have not belonged to this era for a long time. You woke up very early. You should know how much the continent of Arad has changed. Perus, Whistling Canyon, and Elor Reno have all become a stroke in the history books. , we who have run through the history, it is time to end." Michel received the Holy Light Cross from the sky, and the Divine Fist and Giant Soldiers fighting method he created are even more powerful at this moment.

Boom!
The holy relic smashed with power, and countless thunderbolts suddenly appeared, surging like a sea, and the throne of chaos was directly shattered.

Even if he received Ozma's punch hard, it did not leave any traces, but burned the back of the opponent's hand.

"Then let me see how capable the light you stand for is." Ozma roared loudly, the magic power rolling, and he did not lose the wind.

It seems that the two apostles who are destined to be entangled by fate, the fierce collision of light and darkness, each occupying one side of the sky, belong to the remnants of the old era, and now they will draw a final end.

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"Saint Michel... I have witnessed his heroic appearance on the battlefield. He is thin but resolute. I didn't expect to have the honor to see him again." Dark Elf Elder Shaprun, looking at the fierce battle from Afalia Mountain, expressed emotion .

As the "living fossil" of the continent of Arad, Shaplun is almost a thousand years old, and apart from Soderos 2000 years ago, he is the oldest person of the generation.

When the Perus Empire unified the Arad continent, Arad was 68 years old, and Shaprun was young, only a few dozen years old. (Based on the age of the dark elves)
The Dark Jihad broke out in 253, when Shaprun was young, he was also ordered by the tyrant Barak to respond to Ozma, participating in the Jihad and planning to attack the elves.

But in the second year, Barak sent it away, and the dark elves returned to the underground kingdom one after another.

When the Perus Empire was divided, Shapron was there, Priest Jiger fought desperately, he was there when the empire fell, and he was still there when the first apostle Shirok was transferred!
The thousand-year-old antique has truly witnessed the ups and downs of the Arad continent, its ups and downs.

Shapron can understand Michelle's mood very well, looking around, the old man has passed away, things are different, and they can only meet each other in memory.

"Master Saint means that he is going to leave?" Yuena sensed Michel's thoughts, and it is very likely that he will leave the Arad Continent after this incident is over.

"Because of the existence of darkness, light is particularly valuable, but after solving Ozma, the identity of Michelle's apostle is still very embarrassing." Hiate pointed out the reason.

No matter how bright the light is, there are dark corners that cannot be illuminated.

Unloading the grind and killing the donkey, and killing the bird... Although the metaphor is a bit inappropriate, the meaning is that.

After the fall of Ozma, Michel, who has regained the glory of the saint, will be pushed to the altar of flawlessness again, and then, as long as he accidentally makes a slight mistake, it will be infinitely magnified by those watching.

"God" should have a sense of mystery.

So Michelle, who is full of legends and came like a savior, leaving Arad is one of the best choices, but he doesn't know where he is going.

Next to her, Feng Ying pointed at her delicate white chin, and stretched out her hand to scratch behind Yuena, but all she could grab was air, nothing else.

"Why?" Yuena turned around and asked strangely.

"Michelle's guardian angel has come out, so where's your archangel Safir?" Feng Ying thinks Michelle's move is powerful or not, but it's really handsome, like a stand-in Same.

"Well, I don't know..." Yue Na's pretty face froze, her eyes dodged.

The seven little angels told her that her angelic hymn was too ugly, and Safir's concrete will was unwilling to come out.

Of course, it's just a joke. The real body of an archangel can't be summoned casually.

Hiate and Alice opened several space doors together, "Xiaoyu and Momei went to Xuzu, Fengying and Meiweisi went to the Snowy Land of Ston, and Qianying and I went to the heaven to see..."

Although Yelin has tried his best to eliminate the pretenders, killing the alienated Embinor with a single sword, and Ozma, the self-proclaimed God of Chaos, was blocked by the saint Michel.

However, the terrifying cracks in the sky are still dropping many pretenders from the chaotic dimension, and the heavens have also been greatly affected. The entire planet Arad is now in chaos.

"Then what about the boss? Is he going to the chaotic dimension alone?" Mo Mei was a little worried, but there were strong pretenders all over Arad, and they had to be cleaned up before they could join Yelin in the chaotic dimension.

"Well, alone." Xi Yat nodded and shrugged: "Only he is a human, and the others are demons, killing embryos."

(End of this chapter)