final doomsday

"Hu, hu, hu, hu, continue, continue..." Sophia gasped quickly, with a rich sweet fragrance in her breath. The sticky liquid slipped into her mouth and rushed down her throat.

That is the blood of the enemy and also the blood of oneself.

"This is the smell of blood, this is the touch of blood, this is the blood..." The dazzling red light in the girl's eyes became more and more shining, and the rich scarlet holy light was about to break out of her body.

"This is not the true meaning of blood." A crisp female voice interrupted Sophia's fantasy.

The girl's long black hair was tied into a lively ponytail, with ordinary swords hanging around her waist, and a cracked green spear on her back. The decent silver breastplate was engraved with the pattern of a blood-wailing angel, behind her

Twelve seven-colored wings almost covered half of the sky.

"Who are you!" Sophia's eyes were covered with bloodshots, and her murderous aura pointed directly at the girl who suddenly appeared, as if she was about to pounce on her and chop the other party into pieces of meat in the next moment.

"I am obviously the deputy patriarch, but I asked such a stupid question?" The girl pulled the corner of her mouth, and the dim green marks in her eyes gradually radiated.

"I don't care who you are, and those who block me will die!" Sophia wanted to rush forward frantically, but the sword in her hand was still motionless as if it was fixed with the space.

"Hmph, do you want to use this princess' sword to deal with this princess? Ignorance." The twelve eternal wings snorted coldly and made a random move.

Sophia's two swords held tightly and left the master without hesitation, and threw them into the girl's hand cheerfully. With a wave of her backhand, the sea of ​​blood solidified in the sky rolled up endless waves, swallowing the winged team that she wanted to attack in one bite

The birdmen of the tribe. When the sea of ​​blood subsides, the team of winged birdmen of the tribe has become a vengeful spirit bound in it.

"This is a private matter within our clan, so don't disturb outsiders casually."

The girl said something as if she had done something insignificant to me, then stared at the sword in her hand and sighed.

"It's so pitiful, the degree of integration is so high."

"What the hell are you? Return my sword to me!" Sophia slammed her wings frantically, but she couldn't move in front of the girl.

"This is not your sword, this princess' deputy patriarch."

"That's my thing!" Sophia screamed wildly, with only one thought in the Chaos's mind-

Regain the tools and continue to revenge.

"Your stuff?" The girl glanced at Sophia, "Is your name Chu Yuan? What's that princess's name?"

The girl's voice seemed to have a magic to calm people's hearts, quietly soothe Sophia's confused mind.

"Are you...Chief Chuyuan?"

"Tsk, you only recognize me now, the idiot deputy patriarch." Chu Yuan smacked his lips and said dissatisfiedly.

"Me, what's wrong with me?" Sophia wanted to raise her hand, but was frightened to find that she was completely powerless. The blood light in her body was unprecedentedly full, but her body was like a dry pool, as if she was about to collapse the next moment.

"I almost died, stupid." Chu Yuan stuffed the sword into Sophia's hand and frowned.

"I..." Sophia opened her mouth in disgrace, her thoughts were in chaos.

"Just as I am afraid of life as I was at the beginning, I am worthy of being the deputy patriarch of our bloody sacred angel." Chu Yuan gently stroked Sophia's head, and the scarlet holy light that was almost strong enough to condense into substance slowly calmed down the riot of the same-original power in the other person's body.

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"Sorry, Clan Chief Chu Yuan, I shouldn't have been like this." Sophia lowered her head and looked at the angel in front of her with curious eyes.

Is this the angel in Sword's memory? It seems... it is different from what I imagined. The angel in my impression should be more manic, more tyrannical, and more bloody, and shouldn't be so gentle. There is also scarlet red.

Holy Light. Shouldn’t it be forever cold. Only by bathing in blood can you feel the heat? Why is it so warm?

However, such a warm scarlet holy light is also good.

"You are sorry for not this princess. Look down and see what expression do you want to protect?" Chu Yuan said softly.

Sophia subconsciously looked down, and what was reflected in her vision was Xiao Lan's fearful face mixed with her.

Why are you afraid?

"Because you don't even want your own life for revenge, idiot."

"I..." Sophia trembled uncontrollably, and the emotions that had just calmed up caused waves again.

I have had enough of the loneliness of a person living, and it was my sister who gave me new warmth.

The warmth of home, the care of relatives, the new happiness of oneself.

But did I... worry her?

"Idiot Deputy Clan Chief, Liu Li has told you once, let me listen to this princess now!" Chu Yuan pulled Sophia in front of him, looked straight into the other person's eyes and said word by word: "We Bloody Holy Angels

It is the butcher, the executioner, the ruthless killer! Because every drop of blood from the enemy will bring hope to those we want to protect, because we ourselves are the dawn of others!”

"Even if you die?" Sophia's voice trembled.

die.

In the past, I longed for death and always wanted to be reunited with my family after death.

What about now?

"That's right! If the blood is dry, I will fight with my princess. If my body collapses, I will bite my princess with her soul. Even if I die, I will die with my enemy!"

"I can't die, my sister will be sad if I die!"

My happiness is there, and only by living can I control it myself.

If you die, you will be alone again!

"Yes, you are right. But if our death will become the driving force for others to move forward, and if our death can bring real hope to others, then what about death? We angels are born for others forever!"

"Born for others..." Sophia's eyes gradually shone with her spirit.

"I remember this princess that we who are alive will fight for the meaning of the existence of angels. Even if we die, we will die on the way forward to realize the meaning!"

"The life that exists for others is us! Right, Master Clan?" Sophia grabbed Chu Yuande's shoulder tightly, and the light in her eyes was as bright as the sun.

"Yes, this is our angel, this is the glory of our angels alone!"

Sophia let go of her hand and saluted respectfully.

"I understand, Master Clan."

I'm no longer alone.

Life that exists for others will always have the weight of two people!

Chu Yuan nodded with satisfaction: "That's right. Angels should look like angels."

Sophia stood up, put her hands on the hilt of the sword, and a trace of enlightenment suddenly flashed in her heart. She suddenly pulled out her two swords and threw them at Chu Yuan, and said freely: "Clan leader, I'll give you the sword."

"Then aren't you without weapons?" Chu Yuan grabbed the two swords and tilted his head.

"That's your sword. Your sword is hosted by the target you want to protect, but that's not mine." Sophia looked down at Xiao Lan, with a gentle curve bent at the corner of her mouth, "That's it."

That is the happiness I should protect.

That's all...my.

Chu Yuan shook his head and smiled, solemnly handed the sword to Sophia: "This has always been your weapon. When will it become this princess?"

Sophia was slightly stunned.

The two ordinary holy swords gradually changed as the green fire burned. The silver-white flower vines spread from the hilt to the cross-shaped handguard. In it, tiny blood stings grew like living creatures, and finally turned into

Strange carvings filled with thorns.

"This is..." Sophia stared blankly at the brand new holy sword. The feeling of blood connection touched the atrium, as if she could recall them in her hands in one thought, no matter where they were.

This is indeed the case.

Two holy swords and breasted swallows rushed into Sophia's hand like returning home. The blood thorns on them did not cause any harm to her. But she knew that once she forgot her today's oath, the thorns would make her unable to hold them anymore.

they.

“thornsmy hand, bloodsmy heart… (thorns are in my hands, blood is left in my heart)”

"Now, are you still afraid of death?" Chu Yuan turned his head, and the green light in his eyes burned like fire.

"I'm so scared." Sophia waved her sword and turned to face the enemy formation.

"But they can't kill me!"

Want to kill a true bloody sacred angel?

Even if my flesh and blood are squeezing, my bones are grinding, and my soul is broken, my sword will continue to fight! Even if my body is destroyed, my will will still turn into blood and flow into my sister's body!

This is the true meaning of blood.

This is the meaning of my life!

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"Ah, you're going to be finished, grandpa."

The pope collapsed on the chair, his clothes soaked in cold sweat. The unknown existence kept broadcasting the battle situation on the other side for him. It also made his mood fluctuate and finally fell to the bottom.

The newly emerged angel could destroy a team of winged clans in every move. How can I fight this battle? No, it is no longer a matter of victory or defeat, but whether I can survive.

"Do you want us to continue to help you? Grandpa?"

The pope, like a drowning man, grabbed the life-saving straw and roared and shouted, "Help me!"

"Okay, call 'George' over there and ask him to prepare a new hymn."

A small female flip phone suddenly appeared in front of the Pope, and the signal was full.

No matter why the phone could be connected, the Pope immediately called the phone as the unknown existence ordered, and recounted what the existence told him like a sound tube.

Only after the phone was left with the busy tone, the Pope let his hand loose and let his phone slide down and disappear in the air.

"Why do you do this?"

"We don't have much time left. Maybe this is the last festival? If you can help, just help again."

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"Yes, the Pope's crown." George closed his cell phone, took a deep breath and shouted: "It's time for the Lord's believers to offer faithfulness to God!"

The believers gathered around him were less than one-tenth of the beginning, but these were the most devout crazy believers who could kill people without hesitation for their faith, regardless of gender, age or age, or even their own lives included.

"George" knelt on one knee and whispered a gentle song. The tune came to my mind harmoniously, as if I had been singing since I was born.

In his eyes, this is a "miracle".

The rest of the crazy believers fell to their knees at the same time as "George"'s movements, blood rushing to their heads, and their faces were blushing with fever.

The singing grew stronger until it penetrated the clouds and echoed under the sky. It seemed that there was only one voice in the world.

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"Huh?" Sophia was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that the air around her became sticky, as if she had fallen into the quagmire when she was young, it was difficult to move. As time went by, the power of restraint became stronger and stronger, making it more powerful.

She felt that she had to exhaust her strength when she moved her hands and feet.

"What kind of hymn is this?"

Michael was also confused, but it was different from the constraints that Sophia suffered. What she felt was power, an extremely powerful force. It was what she had longed for since the moment she became an angel, even dreaming.

Things to get.

Divine power.

"What a wonderful power." Michael closed his eyes intoxicatedly, feeling the surging divine power surging in his body, as if he was the tall Heavenly Father at this moment.

"No matter what chant that is, don't try to trap me."

Sophia took a deep breath, and the scarlet holy light burst out. The bright red light overflowed outside her body, burning like a raging fire. The blood-like light flowed along her hands to the swords, instantly tearing the power that bound her.

"The barking of the defeated dog really makes the gods disgusted." Michael's pupils completely turned into golden color, cold without a trace of temperature.

"I said, there must be light."

The boundless white light suddenly appeared, shaking so hard that people could not see it. The light contained a terrifying temperature, which almost instantly burned the surrounding air.

When the white light dissipated, this wide area had been burned into a white land without leaving any grass.

"Ha, are you blind?" Michael laughed mockingly.

Sophia crossed her arms in front of her, and her silver armor turned slightly red in the high temperature. The air even had the smell of barbecue. Two blood marks flowed down from her tightly closed eyes, crossing her red cheeks.

Submandibular.

Can't see it?

But why, can I still see colors?

Why, what is filled with my eyes is still bright red!

"The light pierces our eyes-"

"Fire burns our bodies-"

"Will your heart be confused about the angel who shows his holy prayer in the scarlet sea of ​​blood?"

Even if the eyes cannot see, even if the flames are added, as long as my heart is still beating and my blood is still flowing, my life will remain firm!

Blood is unstoppable!

"Hmph. Then don't listen to the sounds of other swords. Just focus on the sounds below!"

Sophia's mouth curled up a little, and the Holy Sword cheered in her hand.

“Isn’t this taken for granted?”

"This is the master of the lower body! Remember, the lower body will always be your eyes, your limbs, and your body, and the thorns that will always be entangled in your heart! The name you recite is the lower body, let the glory of blood spread throughout the earth

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"Holy Sword. Sophia's Thorn Heart!"

The vines on the holy sword in the left hand grew wildly in Sophia's voice, climbing all over her body along the hilt of the sword. The tiny spikes pierced the skin and sucked the hot blood below.

Michael hummed in dissatisfaction: "You still laugh now? Then try this."

"I said, you are invincible!"

The winged bird man rushed up as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and his speed was more than just faster than it had just appeared?

A brand new world is presented to Sophia. Every future action of the enemy turns into a phantom, covering the sky layer by layer. Such a large amount of information seems to be organized under the compilation of the Holy Sword and will not interfere at all.

To the cognition of your own owner.

Sophia easily avoided a knife, and then cut off the opponent's head with her hand. No matter how violent the enemy's offensive was, she was able to deal with it easily, but the opponent's battle losses were getting higher and higher.

“Is this your voice?”

"No, this is a duet with the master!"

"Strange..." Michael frowned. The purebred angel gave him a completely different feeling than the moment before. What was going on?

"I said, your heart will stop beating, your blood will flow out of your body, your limbs will be broken, your head will explode into pieces, and then-"

"You will die!"

Some strange force acted on Sophia with Michael's voice, ripping her limbs frantically and squeezing her heart and head.

Sophia struggled to resist this force and could no longer worry about moving her body. She broke through the protection of the scarlet holy light and came on her body, passing through the armor, cutting through the skin, leaving behind hideous wounds.

.The blood gushed out of the body along the wound, like raindrops falling on the earth.

"You are about to die, and now you still say something like "no fear of death"?"

die?

My sister is right behind me, why do you think I will die?

"Blood is the lifeline of the body, and those who have shed blood will die."

As long as my sister is still looking at me, my blood will flow in her body!

Blood carries not only my life, but also my sister’s hope!

My blood will always have the weight of two people!

“…want to have a trio?”

I was the one who just made the fool, is it your turn now?

You are always in my hands!

"...Yes. Then my lord, let me share your weight together! As long as my body does not break, your footsteps will never be bound and your life will never end! Please recite.

My name is to let the enemy feel the glory that belongs only to our blood—”

"The Holy Sword. Sophia's blood is raging!"

The vines on the holy sword in his right hand suddenly pierced around, piercing through blood-filled bodies. The barbs sucked the hot blood in large mouthfuls, and passed them into their master's body along the vines.

Sophia's scarlet holy light shrank inward, and then suddenly expanded, and the light almost condensed into real blood. The strange power applied to her was resisted by the red light and could no longer hurt her.

"This..." Michael was a little stunned. She had never seen the divine power fail.

"Master, thorns can pierce your body, but they will never pierce your heart. Below is always the instrument in your hand, playing the music of victory with you!"

"My Lord, blood can pass away, but life will not end. I am your boiling blood, which will always be with your prayer!"

Sophia took a deep breath, and the mouth and nose were filled with a sweet and bloody smell.

"Then let's play it, our trio!" (To be continued...)

ps:  (Ahh~)