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Below the pit, corpses lay strewn everywhere.

Even the sturdy black armor was reduced to wreckage.

air.

Erlang, who had just received the silver God-Slaying Whip, felt a burning sensation in his palm, but it was nothing serious.

Master said that eating the Golden Elixir would make one's body indestructible and unharmed by anything, but it doesn't seem that powerful.

Just came down the mountain.

In their first encounter, he was injured by a single whip.

This whip is also restricted, so in Erlang's hands it's just like an ordinary whip. He originally wanted to snatch this whip and give that guy a lash, but it seems like that's out of the question.

However, he also has a good thing that looks like a whip.

Erlang flipped his hand and took out the Binding God from the dark space, shouted loudly at the ferry below, and threw it out.

"You have a whip, and I happen to have a rope. Let's see if your whip is stronger, or my rope is stronger. Let's see what the rope is like."

"bundle!"

Dukao, standing alone on the tank below, has lost his God-Slaying Whip and now only has the Investiture of the Gods left.

He watched as the endlessly growing golden rope fell towards him.

Feeling trapped with nowhere to hide and having no other options, Dukao could only place the Investiture of the Gods on his head.

The Investiture of the Gods, of course, offers absolutely no defense.

Ducao was bound tightly with golden rope, like a silkworm, and rolled off the tank to the ground in a comical manner.

They succeeded in one move.

He easily annihilated 10,000 vanguard troops of the Shang Dynasty and captured the vanguard general, Dukao, along with Erlang.

He used a golden rope to lift Dukao, threw him in front of King Wu of Zhou, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and spoke in a powerful and resounding voice.

"I am Momoyama Jiro."

"Today, I have come on the orders of my master to assist King Wu in his campaign against Shang. The enemy general has been captured by me. I request King Wu to make his decision."

"Oh! Great God Erlang, greetings."

Overwhelmed with gratitude at being saved from a desperate situation, King Wu of Zhou, with tears streaming down his face, quickly helped Erlang up by his clenched fist.

He was moved to tears.

"If it weren't for your intervention today, we, the people of Western Zhou, and our teachers, would be utterly helpless!"

"I should be the one bowing to you."

As King Wu of Zhou was about to clasp his hands in greeting to Erlang, Erlang stopped him.

He spoke with righteous indignation and solemnity, saying, "I am only acting on my master's orders; I do not deserve such a grand gesture. If you must thank someone, thank my master!"

"Who is this revered master? We should build a temple to worship him."

"Oh? That's not convenient to talk about."

Erlang scratched his head awkwardly. His master usually appeared as Jinxia, ​​a mysterious figure who was rarely seen.

He himself doesn't even know what his master's name is!

King Wu of Zhou thought that Erlang was not comfortable speaking, so he quickly apologized profusely: "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

At this time.

Qingqing, severely injured on the wooden chariot, barely managed to stand up and sensed Erlang's unique, angelic, subtle aura.

In a pained, hoarse voice, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Is this God of War an angel?"

"An angel?" Erlang didn't know if he was an angel or not; he was born with a pair of pure white wings.

However, his mother Morgana was very annoying and violently tore at his wings, making him cry loudly.

Warn him.

If he dares to show those filthy wings again, she'll slap him.

She repeatedly told him that he couldn't be her child; he was just genetic waste.

Even if the Demon Queen Morgana has children, they should be evil, despicable, depraved, and dark beings.

It's impossible for him to be so soft-hearted.

to this end.

Erlang also tried to suppress his disgust and merge with evil, but whenever he saw Morgana's cronies and ferocious beasts, some of whom were secretly eating people, he couldn't help but stab them.

There were too many ferocious beasts that were slaughtered once.

Morgana scolded him and kicked him out of the house, which led to his happy time learning skills in the Golden Cloud Cave and meeting his master.

It can only be said that misfortune may be a blessing in disguise.

Qingqing sensed that Erlang's angelic aura was genuine. She felt that he was trying to hide his angelic identity, just like she had before, but she had nothing to hide now.

It is good to reveal the identity of our fellow angels who are not yet known.

She revealed her pair of blood-stained, once-pure and now dull wings, and spoke through gritted teeth in pain:

"That's it, that's what an angel is."

"Oh, you mean the wings?"

Erlang displayed his large, white wings, noticing that Qingqing's wings were stained with blood.

He spoke with concern, "Oh! Your wing is injured, and it seems quite badly. Does it hurt a lot?"

"I have something here that can heal injuries. Would you like to try it? My master gave it to me and it worked very well."

As he spoke, Erlang handed Qingqing a golden pill that shone brightly. Her eyes lit up with surprise and she exclaimed, "It's the Nine-Turn Golden Pill!"

"Oh! You recognize this?"

"Yes! The Heavenly Court of Merlo has very high-grade healing and physical enhancement pills, which angels only obtain in very critical situations."

Qingqing took the Nine-Turn Golden Pill from Erlang Shen's hand and immediately swallowed it.

In the blink of an eye.

Her wings regained their purity, and all her wounds disappeared.

In the case of Qingqing, the Heavenly Queen ordered her to descend to the mortal realm to assist King Wu of Zhou in overthrowing the evil rule of the Shang Dynasty. Such a difficult test did not allow her to bring her golden elixir.

She never expected that this male angel could possess a Golden Core. She thought that as someone close to the Heavenly Queen, her background and connections were already quite good, yet he didn't even have a Golden Core. Could it be that his connections were even deeper?

What, is he the Queen's illegitimate son?

"Ah, is it quite precious?" Erlang shook the gourd containing the golden pills; there were still a dozen or so left.

Back in Jinxia Cave, there were even higher-grade Eight- or Nine-Turn Golden Pills, so he always treated the Nine-Turn Golden Pill like candy.

Unexpectedly, after hearing what this female angel said, the Golden Elixir is quite rare.

This gourd.

It was given to him by his master at the end, and he just happened to have not finished eating it.

"Oh, you have so many?"

Seeing that Erlang still had quite a few gourds left, Qingqing stared wide-eyed in genuine surprise.

Where did this person with connections to the Heavenly Court come from?

Erlang also took the Golden Elixir seriously, quickly put it away, and patted his head in annoyance.

"Oh dear, I should have eaten less."

"Thank you for reminding me, Goddess! By the way, who seriously injured you? I'll teach them a lesson for you."

"Look! Isn't that him? You've captured this vanguard."

"Oh, it's him! I could tell he wasn't behaving himself at first glance. The whipping hurt quite a bit. Just looking at him makes me angry."

As Erlang spoke, he kicked Dukao, who was tied up and lying on the ground, causing him to arch his body and howl in pain.

"Spare me! Mercy, my lord!" Dukao, who still bore the responsibility of restoring Denor's glory, did not want to die!

When Qingqing heard that Erlang had also been hit by Dukao's whip, she thought that he had taken a golden pill, which was why he was unharmed.

She still felt sympathetic:

"I only took one lash from him, and I'm basically crippled. I don't know where he got such a powerful thing from, it seems to be specifically designed to kill us angels, causing us unbearable pain?"

"Huh? You only took one lash." Erlang opened his right palm, which had a faint red mark on it.

He didn't think the whipping was that bad! He felt the whip marks on his hands would heal in a while.

See here.

Qingqing gave Erlang a strange look. "You were hit by his whip. Didn't you take any elixirs?"

"Is it really necessary to consume Golden Pills? It's a bit of a waste." Erlang, who only had a dozen or so Golden Pills left, also felt that this thing was somewhat precious.

At this moment, Qingqing's eyes widened in slight shock!

They are both angels.

How can there be such a huge difference in defensive capabilities? She was nearly killed by a single lash, while this male angel was unharmed after being lashed as well.

She thinks she's already one of the best among her peers, right?

There are even more amazing ones.

Whose general is so brave?