So I'm a sheep.

Carlisle gestured to stop Thomas from trying to dissuade him, and said calmly, "Although I'm certainly no match for him, I can still buy myself some time."

"Lord Rodriguez is far more important than me; only he can lead everyone to break through this demonic realm."

If the legion commander were to fall, his old subordinates would surely sense it.

There is no signal at the moment, which means that the legion commander is in danger, but has not yet lost his life.

With hope still alive, Carlisle resolved to trade his own life for everyone's chance of survival.

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"With sufficient rest and the aid of the Seraph's magic, Lord Rodrian should be able to suppress his injuries at some cost."

Carlisle's gaze swept over his comrades, whose expressions varied: "Now that we are trapped in the Demon Realm, tell me honestly, without Lord Rodrian, what do you think our chances of escaping alive are?"

“Carlisle, Saliye’s power might turn the tide,” an angel whispered.

"That's right, but only in the early to mid-game."

Carlisle sighed and said, "The Demon King's 'fairness' is only temporary. Once they have had enough twisted pleasure, do you think they will suddenly show mercy and let us go?"

"Friends, now is not the time to play it safe!"

Volume 1: Chapter 410 My Background

"Well!"

Even as he retreated hastily, his sword strike, which had reached the pinnacle of skill and even carried an indescribable charm, still severed the monster's right arm.

The angel retreated again and again, but did not press his advantage.

After a brief standoff, the monster calmly picked up its severed arm from mid-air and reattached it to its shoulder.

"It seems I've won after all."

"You haven't won until I've fallen."

Pale golden blood beads streaked across the sword's blade; at that moment, Rodriguez's eyes were filled with utter desolation.

"Finally, there is the Sword of the End, which I would like you to appraise."

"..."

The monster narrowed its eyes. It was also seriously injured, and if the angel were to launch a desperate attack, there was a good chance it would drag it down with it.

"Hehe, you should save this move for the next person."

Facing an opponent whose killing intent had suddenly dissipated, Rodrian remained poised to draw his sword at any moment, not daring to relax for a second.

"After me, it will be the turn of the strong from Painful Purgatory. If you can still force them to retreat, then that coward from Blade Purgatory who disgusts me will be your opponent."

The monster grinned and said, "In your current state, forcing back the next opponent is your limit, but I don't recommend you do that."

"As a warrior, you should die at the hands of a true strongman."

"You'd better unleash your 'Sword of Destruction' as soon as possible."

As it spoke, the monster retreated step by step.

Just as he was about to disappear from the angel's sight, he suddenly paused.

After listening respectfully to the Demon King's whispers, the commander of the Frost Inferno Legion roared, "Rodrian, His Majesty the Great Baze has given you half a day to rest."

"In the next battle, you can choose to fight alongside the arriving angels, or you can fight to the end on your own."

"In any case, let's try our best to make Your Majesties more happy, hahahahaha."

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After crossing the world barrier and arriving in the new world, the little girl looked around and immediately became excited.

Without the sky blockade, the world would still be a scene of devastation.

Their own legion commander is very likely...

"Split up and search, quick!"

Just as they were about to split into teams, a familiar figure appeared in front of them.

"Lord Rodrian!"

"My Lord, I have finally found you."

"Your injuries are serious; you need to receive treatment as soon as possible."

The seraphim all stepped in to heal Rodriguez, and the little girl also poured all her life force into her legion commander.

"All right"

Seeing that some angels were about to risk depleting their own life force to unleash secret techniques, Rodrian immediately frowned and stopped them.

"I'm going to die this time, so let's not waste our strength like this."

"..."

"grown ups"

In the deathly silence, Carlisle forced a smile and said, "What are you talking about? Haven't we already found you?"

"Take a few days to rest and recuperate. Once you've recovered your strength, lead everyone in a counterattack against the Demon King!"

Shaking his head, Rodriguez said gently, "Once I've finished explaining what needs to be explained, you should leave immediately."

"I don't have a chance anymore, but you still have a chance to escape."

"grown ups!!!"

"Carlisle, are you going to let your emotions get the better of you now?"

Rodriguez said disappointedly, "You're too soft-hearted. I wouldn't feel comfortable entrusting Army VI to you."

"Saliye"

The legion commander's gaze fell on the little girl: "Come here."

Sasha flew over with a worried expression, and before Rodriguez could speak, she quickly said, "My lord, Lord Carlisle's strength and prestige far surpass mine. I am grateful for your trust, but I truly cannot bear this burden."

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With so many seraphim present, how could it be her turn to stand out?

If Rodriguez were to truly entrust these angels to her, the little girl would suspect that his head had been damaged by a powerful enemy.

After carefully examining Sasha, the Legion Commander remained silent for a moment.

Trapped in the Demon Realm, where their lives hang in the balance, the young girl's strength has made significant progress.

'Now Sariel ranks among the top angels; perhaps in another hundred years, she will be able to attempt to ascend to the Seraphim realm.'

'A little girl who hasn't even reached puberty can become a Seraph? Even I, one of the first angels born in the creation pool, don't have such talent.'

'...'

'But considering her background, such progress is only to be expected.'

“Saliye, you’ve been misunderstanding this all along.”

Rodriguez chuckled, "Although I handed you over to Bernice, it was not I who truly gave you a physical body."

Huh?

Sasha's eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly composed herself and said, "Which angel bestowed this body upon me? I still don't know..."

"Very important!"

Interrupting the little girl, Rodrian's face lit up with fervor.

"Neither the legion commander nor the four princes, it was my lord who personally handed you over to me while you were still asleep!"

Knowing full well that the Demon King might be watching their movements, Rodriguez spoke his secret without any hesitation.

Firstly, without revealing Sariel's "background," she would have no chance of gaining the Seraphim's support; secondly, once the Demon King learns of the little girl's unusual nature, he will probably only find it "interesting."

Although it's very frustrating, this "funny" situation might just increase everyone's chances of survival, or perhaps...

He sighed inwardly; the situation was now beyond Rodrian's control.

All he could do was find a leader for his men who could lead them out of the demon realm.

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The goddess herself bestowed this body upon me?

Many seraphim were looking at the little girl differently, but that was far from enough.

"I dare not presume to fathom the profound meaning of my lord. After finding you a good teacher, I haven't even paid special attention to you."

Rodrian smiled and said, "Unexpectedly, when we meet again, you are by my lord's side."

"The first gift of a body may not mean much, but our Lord has also bestowed upon you the name 'Sariel' and called you the Angel of Miracles!"

"Miracle Angel, at this very moment, don't we need angels who can create miracles?"

The legion commander solemnly said, "I will not entrust this heavy responsibility to any other angel, but to you, Sally, because you have sensed the arrangement of fate in the dark!"

Volume 1: Chapter 411 'Rat'

The so-called 'arrangement of fate' sounds very mysterious.

But this was exactly the effect Rodriguez wanted to create; he knew perfectly well that the Seraphim loved this kind of thing.

His gaze swept over the seraphim, and sure enough, they all wore thoughtful expressions.

He looked at Sally again; the little girl's face was blank, and she seemed at a loss for what to do.

Rodriguez sighed inwardly. When the little girl asked him why he valued him so much, he hadn't told her the whole story.

Why?

Isn't it just that we don't want Saliye to bear too heavy a burden at such a young age?

The phrase "angel chosen by the goddess" might overwhelm the young girl.

But things had come to this point, and Rodriguez had no other choice.