The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　Just as she was about to close her mask and start, she saw a beam of fire falling from the sky—

　"boom----"

　The pitch-black heavenly soldiers began to burn and soon turned into dust.

　The holy light shone everywhere, falling on the deck of Najirfa, sacred and strange.

　Alia looked up and saw a huge piece of meat taking shape quickly. Countless tentacles were floating between the six wings outlined by flames, and the tentacles were full of eyes.

　In the center of the huge mass of flesh, Arya saw a single golden eye.

　Above the single eye is a human head made of flames. His eyes are covered by a pair of small wings, but his mouth is slightly open.

　Alia seemed to have seen that half face - it was the Archangel Gabriel.

　He gazed at Arya with his golden eye and spoke in an ethereal and sacred voice:

　"Don't be afraid, kid."

Chapter 600: The Great Warship that Destroys a Nation (Part 11) -4k6- (Two Updates in One)

　The Seraph hung in the sky above Nagirfar, its huge eyes burning with the fire of truth.

　Everyone stared at Him in a daze, looking at this evil yet sacred existence, looking at the real fire that came from the stars.

　Then, the spirits on the deck began to burn—

　"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

　In the hellish scene, Alia's shuttle closed the mask, and the surface was blue.

　"cold!"

　She shouted the truth loudly, a cold light flashed, and the temperature in the air dropped sharply.

　However, the flames showed no sign of going out.

　That is real fire! Fire from the stars!

　“We can’t go on like this!” Chloe thrust her golden dagger into the ground, shielding those around her with a barrier of starlight. “I can’t hold on any longer... Dragon King! Can you release Hela again?”

　"needs time."

　Nidfila stabbed Gunnir into the deck and kept hitting it. The golden light that burst out with each strike dispersed the surrounding flames.

　“The number of dead is not high enough.”

　"I'll do it."

　Along with the elegant voice, long gray-white walls rose up, blocking the Seraphim and Najirfa.

　Alia looked up and saw that Qiuniu was playing a series of exciting string music, which moved the walls distributed on the hull of Nagirfa into the sky.

　He looked at the Seraph seriously, without a trace of negligence in his expression.

　However, the Seraph simply waved his tentacles lightly, and those tentacles brought out a string of sparks from the sea of ​​fire burning on his six wings—

　"boom!"

　The gray-white city wall was torn apart in an instant, and Qiuniu's strings broke.

　He immediately ran his hand over the surface of the strings, rubbed a few more strings with golden starlight, and played them quickly.

　"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

　The frozen dragon kings quickly gathered from all directions, their bodies covered with heavenly soldiers and wounds everywhere.

　The mission to escort Najirfa had clearly left them battered and bruised.

　As soon as Qiuniu played the string instrument, the Dragon Kings rushed towards the Seraphim one after another, and a cold air burst out around them.

　The Seraph looked at the Demon King charging towards him, waving his flaming tentacles—

　"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

　When hit by the tentacles, the dragon kings exploded one after another, like gorgeous fireworks.

　They were the Jiedushi of Yanxia, ​​each of them was once a dominant force, but they were shattered one after another by the unconscious swing of the Seraph.

　In the blink of an eye, the pale Jiaozi was torn apart.

　...all the Dragon Kings were destroyed!

　The tentacles of the Seraph continued to extend downwards, and real flames continued to spread towards the deck.

　Qiuniu threw away the harp, a golden light flashed, and his body turned into a roaring dragon.

　He roared, and swung his sturdy forelimbs towards the Seraph—

　"boom----"

　A golden light flashed, and a hole was blasted out of the Seraph's tentacles.

　Just as Qiuniu was about to press on with his victory, the huge eyes of Seraphim were suddenly reflected in his pupils.

　"!"

　Qiuniu's intelligence quickly dissipated, and he fell downwards, and the sea of ​​tentacles of the Seraph instantly rolled towards him.

　Just as he was about to be swallowed, an ice-blue light exploded—

　"boom----"

　Vivian arrived just in time and blasted back the Seraph's wave of tentacles with one sword.

　Below, Ataniti and Chenxi caught Qiuniu together and brought him back to the deck smoothly.

　Vivian quickly landed on the deck and grabbed the String of Truth.

　"Ding----"

　A pale blue halo spread out, temporarily forcing back the Seraph's tentacles.

　But the real fire had already eroded the edge of the barrier, and fine sparks began to flow in.

　"We can't stop them!" Vivian yelled, "Where's Xiaomo?"

　"coming."

　Whoever was mentioned arrived, and a golden light flashed across the side of the ship and flew towards the Seraph.

　Looking at the out-of-control Seraphim in front of him, Xingmo frowned slightly.

　"Is this your true appearance, angel..."

　With a flick of his hands, two infinite swords flew out, piercing the cluster of tentacles—

　"boom----"

　Golden lightning exploded, and the tentacles withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　The flesh and blood greedily climbed up the tentacles, as if to revive them, but the flesh and blood suddenly took root and sprouted, growing emerald green thorns.

　Everyone turned around and saw that Aurora had sat on Nidfila's throne without her noticing, one hand supporting her face while the other plucked the string of life.

　"Kakaka..."

　As thorns grew on its tentacles, the Seraph's movements were gradually restrained.

　However, the true fire seemed to be out of control, spreading over the thorns and burning them to ashes.

　"Ouch," Aurora shook her hand, "It's so hot!"

　"That's fire from the stars, the aura is sacred," Xingmo said quickly, "You are purified."

　"Huh? I've been purified? Do you really think I'm an evil god?"

　Aurora was furious and pulled the string of life with both hands at the same time, strumming it.

　Countless thorns grew out of the fire, but were soon burned to ashes by the real fire.

　The spread of the fire seemed unstoppable!

　Seraph is worthy of being the chief of the four archangels. After losing control, the power he possesses is unmatched.

　Xing Mo even felt that even if he threw the Spear of Ivramis now, he might not be able to end Him directly.

　The fire in Him is refuting fate!

　"Starfire...refutes fate..." Aurora murmured softly, "It seems that so-called fate, without special focus, is completely unable to restrict things from the outer world..."

　"That fire is the fire of the stars..." Xing Mo frowned, "I understand..."

　She suddenly knew what to do.

　It was as if fate had already planned her path——

　"Ding----"

　As the fire burned, the six wings of light behind Xingmo gradually became stained with flames!

　That was the scorching sun and shadow that she rarely used!

　She gathered the authority from the divine bird at the tip of her staff, and then—

　——Draw a sun!

　"Twelve-string magic."

　Xing Mo recited softly:

　"The authority of the Flame Spirit!"

　The moment the string magic is established, the star foam becomes fire.

　A halo appeared in her pupils. At this moment, she was the master of all the flames on the battlefield!

　Including the true fire that comes from the stars.

　After all...the Golden Sun was born from the fire of the star. Its flames naturally came from there, and its authority also came from there.

　"Zizzizi!"

　As the flames on its body began to spiral out of control, maggot-like outlines appeared on the surface of the Seraph.

　His instinct was resisting, but the fire in him no longer belonged to him!

　At this time, Merlin finally arrived. He landed on the deck and staggered to his feet.

　The crow raised his head and looked at his old acquaintance who was losing control, his pupils shrinking slightly.

　"Xiaomo, make way for him," he said softly, "I'll take Gabriel on his way..."

　With a flick of his hand, he caught the dagger made of golden branches.

　Xingmo nodded, holding up the wand in one hand and drawing a circle with the other.

　A circle also appeared in the ocean of real flames, leading directly to Gabriel.

　Merlin spread his six broken wings, took a deep breath, and then suddenly took off -

　"boom--"

　He passed through the ring of fire and rushed towards Gabriel's huge head.

　Tentacles broke free from the flames and rolled towards Merlin from the gaps in the fire circle, as if trying to stop him.

　"That's enough! Gabriel!"

　Merlin roared, raising his wand:

　"You don't have to suffer anymore!"

　"boom----"

　The golden lightning blasted the tentacles into pieces, one after another, forming chain lightning in the circle of fire.

　A black shadow whizzed through the lightning and rushed straight towards Gabriel's huge pupils -

　"call----"

　Merlin raised the Golden Branch Dagger and pointed it at the center of Gabriel's eyes.

　He saw himself reflected in those eyes, and he saw Gabriel's reflection in his own reflection.

　He suddenly realized that the Gabriel he saw was not a twisted monster.

　But the angel with a gentle smile by the pond——