Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

Meanwhile, in heaven.

Ronan stood beside the goddess, observing every move in the world to predict where the angels would appear.

According to Frilian's divination, the enemy this time is not a single one, but a group.

Perhaps it was because the last action was too flamboyant, or perhaps it was because that ten-winged angel paid special attention to the goddess.

If it's the former, then it's not a problem.

But if it's the latter...

If she were to appear in heaven unnoticed and be kidnapped, it would be a real problem.

I paid for it myself.

At this moment, the goddess's feelings were quite complicated.

She was looking at Ronan's focused profile and was about to say that there was no need to go to so much trouble.

Despite developing for hundreds of years, evolving from two wings to four wings, it is still only four wings.

However, when her gaze swept over the few figures huddled around Ronan, she swallowed her words.

Phoenix, Azure Dragon, and Fenrir... I don't know what rare treasures they've eaten in recent years, but they can all easily defeat me.

I'm afraid I could even defeat my own mother... Oh well, that's it.

Being protected is actually quite good.

Chapters 284 and 285, Invasion

Soon after, several figures quietly squeezed in from outside the world's barriers.

The leader had three pairs of wings, and his pale golden pupils were like the deep universe, reflecting the illusion of the Milky Way, as if in a dream.

As soon as he appeared in this world, he quickly used his divine sense to investigate.

A moment later, sensing the goddess's presence, he couldn't help but let out a cold laugh, his tone decisive and resolute:

"This is it? Hmph, after eight thousand years, I've finally found you."

Having said that, he raised a hand to tidy his silver hair, which had been ruffled by the spatial turbulence; the movement was elegant yet carried a hint of arrogance.

"Gentlemen, come with me to bring her back. Her parents and my parents can't wait any longer."

“It should have been done a long time ago, Ariel.”

The moment he finished speaking, someone behind him responded.

This person also possesses three pairs of wings and usually hangs out with Ariel; they are truly close friends.

He also hated the woman's act of running away from the wedding.

If it were a six-winged angel, that would be one thing.

How could a mere wing, an existence so ubiquitous, have the courage to resist established domination?

The others chimed in, each rubbing their hands together in anticipation, thinking that simply capturing them wasn't enough; the world also had to be destroyed.

Those angels at the bottom need to know the consequences of rebelling against them.

However, just as everyone was preparing to take action, someone suddenly spoke up, slightly easing the nearly out-of-control atmosphere:

"Wait a minute, everyone. Before we begin, I'd like to say something. You've all probably heard about a rumor that circulated a few years ago, haven't you?"

"...more than 10,000 identical divine items once entered the market."

Ariel stopped abruptly, frowning slightly. Why bring this up? Of course he'd heard about it.

Because those divine attributes were quite special, as if they were copied using some kind of divine magic, it caused quite a stir.

Unlike counterfeit money, gods need divinity, and what they need is the energy and heritage contained within.

If even these things can be disguised flawlessly, then their importance is self-evident.

Thinking of this, Ariel couldn't help but narrow his eyes and ask:

Is this related to the actions we are about to take?

"You don't mean to say that Vesalune was involved too, do you?"

He scoffed, "What makes her so special that she can replicate a god?"

If possible, that would be incredibly valuable...

Upon hearing this, the others narrowed their eyes.

For a moment, even the impulse in my heart subsided a little, and I turned my gaze to the other party, quietly waiting for their explanation.

……

……

Later, Ariel learned that the goddess was indeed involved in the incident, albeit only suspected.

The six-winged fallen angel who sold out the world has been captured.

Some truths were extracted from him.

However, because the goddess disguised her identity during the operation, it remains uncertain until now.

Even so, the slightest possibility is enough to make them cautious.

Because behind her might stand the god who replicated her divine essence.

"Humph."

However, Ariel didn't seem to care. He crossed his arms, raised his chin slightly, and looked confident and decisive.

"Heaven is on my side, Borna, you don't need to worry."

“If what you say is true, then this incident is no longer just our business.”

"Whether it's her or not, it's worth getting our relatives involved, but not too many. If we don't find anything, it will be troublesome."

He pondered for a moment and devised a new plan, aiming to capture the goddess while thoroughly investigating the matter.

So the crowd scattered, some returning to the divine realm, others venturing into the lower realms to search for evidence of the existence of a second or third god in that world.

It doesn't matter if we can't find her; with so many divine attributes, the goddess will definitely become stronger.

Becoming stronger is also a form of evidence.

as predicted.

When a four-winged angel saw the statue of the goddess, and saw the two pairs of wings behind her, an indescribable emotion welled up in his chest.

"Unbelievable..."

He clenched his fists instinctively, his eyes filled with a mixture of envy and jealousy.

It took him more than 20,000 years to become a four-winged angel.

And how old is Vesalune? A little over ten thousand years old.

In his eyes, he was no different from a ten-year-old child.

But now, they can actually stand on equal footing with me?

"hateful."

A punch is thrown, intending to destroy it, out of sight, out of mind.

But just then, a man's voice slowly came from behind the statue.

Accompanying this was the roar and tearing sound of a blue dragon.

"Interesting, you've finally shown up. It wasn't for nothing that I've been waiting for you for so long."

The Azure Dragon opened its blood-red maw, like an endless abyss, and bit off the four-winged angel's fist in one gulp.

Caught off guard, a wave of pain washed over him. The four-winged angel gasped, gritted his teeth, and abruptly retreated.

call!

Its wings flapped rapidly, creating a gust of wind.

just……

"Qinglong, he's yours to deal with."

Ronan's voice continued to ring out, but he did not appear.

His current faith is closely intertwined with that of the goddess, inseparable from her.

Therefore, believers and statues all over the world are his eyes.

He now has to deal with the matter of the six-winged angels.

His mere four wings are not worth his trouble.

The four-winged angel felt a surge of anger upon hearing this.

Sending a beast to deal with him? Utterly arrogant! He is also a creator god; he was merely momentarily careless.

—That beast has really sharp teeth.

He shook his arm, and his hand instantly regenerated.

Holy light gathered in his palm, transforming into a holy white spear, which he swung.

Crack!

Explosions erupted all around, and an invisible aura swept over the Azure Dragon, as if even the air itself was boiling. His gaze turned stern.

—Since you despise yourself so much.

Don't blame him for completely destroying the world.

As the god of thunder and war, no creature of the same level can surpass him in terms of offensive prowess.

The Azure Dragon soared into the air, exhaled heavily, and then its form transformed into human shape.

It had already gained intelligence and could clearly sense the thunderous divine essence within the other party. That was exactly what it needed.

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