"I lost."

Riesel Phoenix stared intently at the chessboard, trying to find a chance to turn the tide.

However, in the end, they had no choice but to give up.

It's a done deal.

It could even be said that Su Mu's act of idly cleaning up the chess pieces on the board was actually giving him some face.

In the eyes of outsiders, at least he had been locked in a stalemate in the game for quite some time.

Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing to suffer a crushing defeat right at the start of the game.

Riesel thought to himself with mixed feelings.

Then, he saw his sister Rebel, who was watching from the sidelines, unconsciously break into a broad smile after his defeat.

His feelings became even more complicated.

nmd, wsm.

I did it all for you! Now that I've lost, you're still laughing so happily.

Chapter 144 In the end, there was no way to avoid it!

skyline.

The sixth heaven is a sacred place that only high-ranking angels with eight wings or higher are qualified to enter, even among angels.

In the legends of human religions, this place is a land of gold and jewels, where milk and honey flow everywhere, a blissful paradise of happiness and immortality.

The radiance of holy light filled every inch of this land, leaving darkness and filth nowhere to hide.

Because the fall of the God of the Bible was a great blow, even the glory of the sixth day was dimmed. However, through the efforts of many angels, the place was gradually restored to its former glory.

Those who are able to set foot in this place are high-ranking angels with eight wings or more.

This place is under the control of the four archangels of heaven; it is the office of the four archangels Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, and Uriel.

The daytime sky was unusually bright, with a silver moon hanging in the sky.

The clear water flowed like soft willow branches, swirling and extending in the air, its surface rippling.

Golden light spilled down, reflecting off the surface to create a dazzling brilliance, both sacred and elegant.

This is the realm controlled by Gabriel, an archangel renowned not only for her title as "the most beautiful woman in the three realms."

As an archangel, she first gained endless admiration and worship as a war angel and a powerful being.

Influenced by its power, this place naturally reveals its essence.

Gabriel is known as the "Power of God".

She is the water angel, and the moon is her symbol.

A sacred world of water and moon, with a white temple at its center.

The entire structure is made of pure white marble, with twenty marble columns forming the main body of the building.

On the stone pillars, murals depicting sacred stories from the Bible are carved in a simple style, such as angels wielding swords bravely fighting dragons and piercing their necks with their swords.

When believers encountering hardship kneel on the ground in prayer, holy angels descend from the sky with fluttering wings to offer guidance.

......

A devout prophet battled a heretical priest, and the Lord waved his hand, displaying a miracle that revealed His majesty.

This is a typical Hebrew architectural style.

It is not luxurious, just simple stone pillars, and there is not much furniture inside. It is so simple that it even reminds people of ascetics, but it also reveals a sense of faith.

The only thing that could possibly reveal the personality of the owner of this place is the small pink flowers behind the building, which seem to have been transplanted from somewhere.

The very center of the temple.

Beside a white stone-carved desk sat a woman with a gentle and graceful demeanor.

Her cheeks were fair and beautiful, and her body was full and firm.

She had long, soft, golden hair, delicate eyebrows, and soft blue eyes filled with sorrow as she stared blankly at the report presented to her by someone unknown.

"Why do we still have to fight each other...〃々..."

She sighed.

The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.

The three factions within the Bible system have been making constant small moves lately, and to discerning observers, conflict may already be unavoidable.

Her only hope was to keep the unrest within certain limits.

If things are truly beyond saving—

Then she, the former battle angel, the vanguard of the Lord who was responsible for sounding the horn, will surely show her bravery once again.

Just then, the rapidly approaching aura snapped her out of her self-pity, and a solemn expression appeared on her face.

The aura clearly belonged to an eight-winged angel, and it was slightly disordered, as if the angel had suffered some injuries.

Realizing this, Gabriel's expression turned serious. Chu'er stood up, exuding the aura of a Valkyrie.

"But what happened?"

"At the border between Heaven and the Underworld, the Fourth Patrol Army clashed with the Fallen Angels." The eight-winged angel, looking slightly disheveled, folded his wings and raised his hand to his chest in a salute. "Currently, it is only a standoff and a small-scale conflict, but the possibility of it escalating into a full-scale conflict cannot be ruled out."

"I've come specifically to ask for your instructions on how to handle this."

Gabriel sensed the disordered breathing of his compatriot before him, pursed his lips slightly, and his eyes turned stern.

Accompanied by a blue glow, a water magic specializing in healing descended upon the eight-winged angel.

Gabriel's expression softened slightly as he sensed Gabriel's breathing gradually calming down.

“This matter—” Gabriel hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind, his eyes gradually hardening, his expression resolute, “I will handle it myself!”

If possible, try to minimize conflict and avoid escalating hatred.

However, during this period, the border conflicts between the three races continued, and the entire middle and lower classes were filled with resentment. Even the upper classes, who had a clearer understanding of the situation, were annoyed by it.

Therefore, in order to ensure that conflicts are kept under control, a leader with sufficient authority is probably needed.

Gabriel, on the other hand, possessed such prestige that he had no shortage of admirers among both angels and fallen angels.

It would be more appropriate for Michael to handle this matter.

However, she knew that Michael had been busy with private meetings with the underworld and hell recently, and it was not appropriate for him to appear in this setting.

May the glory of the Lord protect you, and may your sword be invincible!

The eight-winged angel bowed slightly, pressed his right hand to his chest, and spoke in a devout tone.

Gabriel paused for a moment, then smiled gently and nodded in return.

She did not tell the other party that the Lord whom the heavenly realm shared the same faith in had already fallen long ago.

Moreover, the heavenly realm today has long since strayed from the Lord's path.

Watching the graceful figure depart, the eight-winged angel straightened up, his expression indifferent, showing no trace of the respect he had shown moments before.

"In that case, finally we have leaders from all three races involved—"

The entry of the most powerful figure signifies that the situation has completely spiraled out of control.

Gabriel was aware of this, so she would try to avoid taking action herself. Her purpose in deploying troops was to stop the conflict rather than to lead them to victory.

However, things didn't turn out the way she wanted.

Meanwhile, at a camp on the border of the Fallen Angels' forces.

"It seems that the White Dragon Emperor has really encountered an accident."

The man living in the central tent of the camp was a handsome man.

He looked at the intelligence compiled by the fallen angels in his hand, his tone slightly gloomy.

As the oldest fallen angel, he went into seclusion after the great war in which God fell.

However, the changing circumstances have forced him to reappear in the public eye.

His strength is definitely no weaker than the current leaders of the fallen angels.

"I originally thought the White Dragon Emperor would be an ally of the Fallen Angels, but it turns out he was eliminated before the situation even began—"

He muttered to himself.

Just then, a hurried figure burst into the tent.

He was about to reprimand them when he heard the figure who had come to report speak.

"Report! Lord Almors! Tracks have been detected on Gabriel, one of the four archangels of Heaven, the 'Power of God'!"

“Gabriel—” The fallen angel named Armorus was slightly stunned, then his face instantly revealed a look of hatred.

Su Mu previously launched a surprise attack on Hell using a large-scale spell called "Rocket Rain".

Its prototype is precisely the power of Gabriel recorded in the Bible.

Therefore, at this moment...

Watching the departing figure of the fallen angel named Almors, the fallen angel who had delivered the message straightened up indifferently and then vanished in an instant.

Let him ignite this simmering powder keg himself.

Chapter 145 The Shadow Descends!

"Radiant angels bathed in the Lord's light!"

"And the proud birds that spread their black wings in pursuit of freedom!"

“My name is Gabriel, I was once called the Might of God, and I am the Archangel of Heaven!”

A beautiful female voice, resolute yet subtly imbued with compassion and lament, spread across the world accompanied by a sacred radiance.

A beautiful silver moon hung in the sky, and a twelve-winged holy angel raised his hand to his chest, his expression sincere.

"In the name of Gabriel, I implore you to temporarily quell your anger, lay down your weapons, and heed my advice!"

Her figure, her dignified posture, instantly caused a stir below.

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