Full-time Mage: I am Mo Fan's sister

Chapter 1078

QAQ, forgot to write the chapter title, send it!

Michael knelt on his knees in front of the steps of the holy residence. The magnificent sacred mountain of heaven pressed heavily on his shoulders. Michael, who had been so righteous before, was actually forced to his knees by this heaven!
Perhaps the hermits in the holy city would use some forbidden methods, but the archangels who claimed to be the representatives of human magic used the most orthodox magical power. They even resisted the black magic that had been included in the magic genealogy.

This persistence may be worthy of recognition, but it cannot offset the gap between Michael and Mo Yingge at this time.

The difference between heaven and earth!!
Michael's most powerful trick was easily snatched away and mastered by others, and then the other person used the same trick on him, causing him to kneel in front of the world. How humiliating was that?

Mo Yingge paced slowly. She did not stand in front of Michael to accept the kneeling worship of an archangel. That did not have any special meaning to her.

"Michael, do you realize your mistake?" she asked.

"Mistake?" Michael's face showed a ferocious look, and he said in a strange tone: "What mistakes have I made? It is the duty of the archangel to eliminate heretics!"

"Duty? Michael, if you really think so, then I can only say that you are seriously ill." Mo Yingge said lightly.

"I am indeed ill!"

Michael grinned and said, "We are all patients. No, we are germs. We are the germs of this world. This is true for all those who step into the ranks of forbidden spells, especially you. You will eventually destroy everything. How fragile the world is under your expansion!!"

Mo Yingge couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

"So, there is no such thing as sin or black and white. If one becomes powerful enough, it becomes a sin?!"

"That's right, this is the original sin of life!!" Michael roared.

Every living creature is endowed with the obsession of "must become stronger" at birth. The weak will only be devoured by this cruel nature.
But when you have reached the top after countless hardships, nature wants you to die because you have broken the rules of nature?
"No, this is just your opinion, Michael. Or, it's just your way of covering up your true inner feelings." Mo Yingge's eyes were calm. She stared at the seemingly crazy Michael quietly and keenly saw the true corner of his heart.

Michael's expression changed slightly, as if he was suffocating under the pressure of Mount Paradise.

"Michael, now that you have reached your current state, you should know very well that this universe is not just the world in front of you. Your so-called correct rules are just to make everyone obey your rules. Not everyone is willing to play this game with you, and not everyone is like you, picking up what others have said but standing still."

"What do you think of this world? A greenhouse where you can cut and tame it as you please?"

"No matter how beautiful the flowers in the greenhouse are, they can't stand the breeze. You just want this human world to be a small potted plant in your boudoir, but you are stingy with the sunlight and rain. You use drugs to prevent insects from growing, and use a closed space to protect it from wind and rain. The final result can only be withering and death!"

Mo Yingge said disappointedly that the Holy City today was indeed disappointing enough. Not only Michael, who harbored hidden ambitions, but other archangels and even many clergy had forgotten the most ancient oath of protection.

After peeling off the bright and beautiful shell of the holy city, how much purity is left inside?

No one knows the answer to this.

"Trees do need some pruning to grow taller, and only by removing those branches that absorb nutrients can they produce more abundant fruits. You in the Holy City always think that you are the hard-working pruners, and you think you can pick and enjoy the delicious fruits, but you don't know that you are the cumbersome branches that need to be trimmed." Mo Yingge continued to say to Michael.

"This world needs to maintain balance. We have paid so much, shouldn't we enjoy some rights?!" Michael was lectured so much by a woman that he finally couldn't help but retort.

Mo Yingge walked around Michael and pushed open the door of the holy residence, finding nothing inside.

Yes, she has not yet recovered the half of the holy city behind the door.

"This world operates in a balanced way, not the so-called 'balance' you believe in." Mo Yingge turned around and spoke to Michael condescendingly, as if delivering a verdict.

Everything in the world is in balance.

Balance is a dynamic balance. Michael's vision is too narrow.

His concept of maintaining balance is just his obsession. There is no such thing as absolute balance in this world. Do you want to kill all the unstable factors and let the Holy City rule everything? Is this what you call balance, Michael?
What kind of balance is this? The scale must have another end to balance it.

Oh, Mo Yingge suddenly thought of something. This guy equated the Holy City with the whole world! !
So this is Michael's way of "balance".

After all, this is all because the Holy City wants to maintain its ruling position and Michael wants to become the supreme ruler of mankind.

It's just ambition, why do you have to make it sound so grandiose? !

"To destroy you is the will of the natural world!" Michael shouted with his back to Mo Yingge.

"What you call the will of nature may be nothing more than a test for the growth of nature. People will become lazy, arrogant, and complacent after achieving a certain level of success, let alone such a magnificent and complex natural world?" Mo Yingge said patiently.

The purpose of her coming today was not to destroy the holy city, but to figure out everything.

The destruction of the holy city today was its own fault, just as the ten major forces simultaneously cast white stones. If there really is destiny, then destiny has already revealed everything.

“In this vast world and this endless universe, there are always places that cannot be explored by humans, and there are always realms that magic cannot reach. If we stop moving forward and stop pursuing the unknown, destruction will not be far away.” Mo Yingge finally said earnestly.

Michael's narrow-minded pursuit of balance and peace is digging his own grave for this magical civilization!
One day, Michael's little house will be damaged, the strong sunlight will shine in, the fierce wind will blow, and the ideal world of the holy city, which is just a small potted plant, can it really withstand all this?

It is estimated that a small pest can torture the potted plants terribly. After all, this small potted plant has never experienced insect bites before and does not have its own immune system.

People grow, and the world needs to grow too.

Fear and escape only bring temporary peace.

Only by growing into a truly towering tree can you withstand all unknown threats!
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Mo Yingge did not even look at Michael again, allowing his spine to be gradually crushed by Mount Heaven.

"Are you just going to watch me die like this, causing the world to completely lose their reverence for the Holy City and watch the Holy City be overthrown?!"

"Uriel, Raphael, Raguel, Remiel, we still have a chance, use the Archangel Covenant!!!"

At this moment, Michael, who was almost about to fall to the ground, roared with all his might, and his voice was heard half way outside the holy city.

Everyone could hear his words. The four archangels stared at Michael and the woman behind him for a long time without responding. The Archangel Covenant was the last resort of the Holy City. It required the power of the seven archangels' souls to be gathered before it could be activated.

That power will surpass the sixteen-winged archangel and reach the realm of the original Heavenly Father! !
"Uriel, what do you want to do?" Shaka saw Uriel's expression change and hurriedly stopped him.

"I'm doing what I think is right, Michael, he can't die now," Uriel said.

The Holy City lost this struggle, but as Michael said, he couldn't just die like this.

Shaka looked at Raphael on the other side and Raguel who was about to faint. Their expressions were exactly the same as Uriel's.

There is also Remiel, who is still hanging on to his breath. He was thrown out by Mo Yingge before. The archangel soul has even left his old body. As long as the archangel soul leaves his body, he will die immediately.

"What if I don't want to? The Archangel Covenant is indispensable, and it will not be complete without any one of them." Saga said.

Michael certainly knew this, but he had no choice. Even an incomplete Archangel Covenant would allow him to break through the suppression of Moyinge Heaven Mountain!
"I believe you will give it to me." Uriel suddenly turned around and smiled at Shaka.

It’s hard to imagine what it would look like if a person who is usually very serious suddenly smiled. At least Shaka thought it was very strange.

Uriel, the most hidden archangel in this holy city, what is he thinking about?
"Shaka, give it to him." At this time, Mo Yingge turned around and her voice slowly reached Shaka's ears.

Saga was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, and accepted the Archangel's Covenant without hesitation. Gabriel's soul slowly floated away.

She turned her head and said to Uriel, "It seems you guessed it."

"I have always believed in my own judgment. This is true for Michael and for you as well."

"If she can't get through this, it's all over."

"If she is really the destined one as you said, then... please let her conquer us completely!"

Standing outside half of the holy city, the last sixteen-winged archangel said so.

The sixteen-winged Seraph wings behind Uriel suddenly spread out. He returned to the Holy City much earlier than Michael, and was even more powerful!
Shaka’s guess was not wrong. Uriel was the person hiding the deepest in the holy city.

"You should also know what the price is, Uriel." Shaka sighed.

All the archangels remained silent. This struggle was no longer something they could stop. They could only wait for the final outcome.

The archangel souls of Uriel, Gabriel, Raphael, Raguel, Remuel, and the dead Sariel appeared around Michael one by one.

The souls of the six archangels are merging into Michael's body at his call!
Mo Fan's evil god possesses the eight souls of good and evil in heaven and earth, and Michael also merged the souls of all seven archangels into one, creating the strongest holy angel in the world! !
Seven towering Angel Soul Mountains stood between heaven and earth, displaying their majesty and splendor. All the filth in the world seemed to be purified and dispelled at this moment. Mo Fan, who was not far away, even felt a stabbing pain and quickly shrank behind his graceful wife.

Michael slowly stood up surrounded by the seven archangel soul mountains, and the entire Heaven Mountain lost its effect on him!
The Holy City is recognized as the origin of elemental magic. The seven archangels originally corresponded to the seven types of elemental magic.

While magic did not originate in just one place, it is indisputable that for a long time, the Holy City did represent the pinnacle of magic.

They have sufficient resources and time to integrate dimensional magic and white magic into their own angel system. Therefore, Michael, who has integrated the souls of all archangels, also masters the power of all archangels at this time!
This power far exceeds that of the sixteen-winged archangel. Behind him, the sacred angel wings spread out again.

And this time, there are eighteen wings
Eighteen-winged Eternal Seraph!!
This was the realm of the Magic Father back then. He left everything to his successors. When the seven successors unite closely and call upon the Archangel Covenant, they will be able to regain this long-dormant power!
Michael's cultivation level continued to improve, and with every breath he became several times stronger.

Of course, such a powerful force must have great limitations. First of all, only the sixteen-winged archangel can barely bear it; then there is the time limit, after all, it is a forced increase in cultivation; the last, or the first consequence, is that the other six archangels will lose their power.

It is the last resort where failure is the end of the world!
"This makes it more interesting." A smile spread across Mo Yingge's face.

To be honest, the previous battle was a bit too boring. Now she finally got some interest and can take it a little seriously.

At this moment, Michael finally understood why Mo Yingge could defeat him easily before. With such a level of cultivation, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was crushed!

A terrifying smile appeared on his face. He raised his head and said to Mo Yingge: "Let's fight to the death. The winner will be the king!"

At this time, there is no need to say words that deceive others and yourself. The loser eats dust, and the winner is justice! !

Michael jumped up from the steps and flew into the clear sky. A holy blue light burst out from his body and he stood arrogantly in the sky.

The power of the eighteen-winged eternal seraph allowed Michael to complete a transformation. Behind him, a blue angel soul appeared. The layers of blue holy feathers spread out, and the blue light of the wings seemed to be able to illuminate the entire world...

Green Holy Feather!!
"Hahaha, now I have also reached the realm of a god. Mo Yingge, your death has come!" Michael let out a long roar.

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By the way, it is said that Michael's standard image is a sword in his left hand and a scale in his right hand. He is the angel who counts people's souls during the judgment. Well, the way of balance belongs to ~
He is still the "Emerald Wings", and there is indeed no problem with the Azure Holy Feathers.

Emmm, and I wrote a lot of conceptual words in this chapter today. If you don't like it, please don't blame me. I guess I wasted a lot of words. I thought I'd finish this chapter, but I only got the beginning. I'll try to finish it in the next chapter QAQ
Finally, it has reached 290 million words. I hope it can be rounded off in the end. Thank you all for your support along the way!!

Note: 200 words count as one coin. If you reach less than that, you will not be charged. So I will say something at the end based on the word count so that everyone can see it clearly.
Wish all book friends good health and longevity, good night~~~
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