Chapter 1166 Gathering
Backlund.

“Justice” Audrey stood in the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness, watching the floating light and shadows, listening to the noisy voices, as if she was at the intersection of a busy city, feeling the good and bad of life, and the vigorous pulse hidden beneath them.

She turned her head and smiled at Susie, the big golden retriever beside her:

“Your job is to comfort.”

After saying that, Audrey disappeared in the protected area and appeared silently next to Magician Fors and Judge Xio.

“But I’m just a dog…” Susie, who remained in the ocean of collective subconsciousness, sighed and muttered to herself.

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Rorsted Archipelago, Bayam.

Alger, the “Hanged Man”, sat on the edge of the square outside the “Poseidon” Church, quietly watching the white doves fly and people come and go.

Suddenly, he heard the singing of a children’s choir from inside the church:

“Impulse! Impulse! Impulse!”

Alger couldn’t help but smile.

A howling gale then arose, sweeping him up, carrying him, and sending him flying high into the sky.

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In the New Silver City, inside the church headquarters of the Church of the Fool.

The Sun Derrick nodded to the huge Waite Hillmon beside him and said:

“The door to the light has appeared.”

“This will be a good fight.” White Hillmon, who had a shaved head and a dark blue symbol tattooed on the top, laughed.

Derrick said nothing more. He turned into pure and sacred sunlight and flew out of the reserve, like a golden sun rising.

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Seeing the sun in the sky, heading higher.

The “Holy Angel” Renette Tinicole, who had grown a head on her neck, said to her student Sharon in a dissatisfied tone:

“Those guys are so ugly.

“Let’s curse them to become normal.”

Ms. “Temperance” Sharon nodded slightly and watched the teacher disappear before her eyes.

She did not follow immediately, but closed her eyes first, silently feeling her own state.

She remembered what her teacher had taught her:

Moderation is not for long-term suppression, but for looking at yourself rationally and for exploding at critical moments.

Now, it’s time!

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Rough sea, on the deck of the “Future”.

The “Hermit” Lady Cattleya cast her eyes on the crew members including the First Mate Frank Lee, the Second Mate Heath Doyle, the Navigator Ottolov, the Boatswain Nina, and suddenly felt a little emotional.

When she left the “Dawn”, she just wanted to become strong as soon as possible, form her own fleet, prove herself to the queen, and regain her recognition. Later, she had the idea of ​​leading the people on this ship and the entire fleet to live a good life.

But now, what she has to do is to protect the world and fight against the coming disaster of world destruction.

“Perhaps, this is the fate of the ‘sage’…”

With emotion, the “Hermit” Cattleya turned into a huge and illusory information flow, rushing out of the protected area.

Then she saw two similar streams of information rising from the Trier section.

Her heart suddenly became calm and peaceful, with a hint of joy.

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Backlund, inside his own house.

Emlyn the Moon sat on a chair, quietly looking at the puppets in the room.

He already knew that the Sequence 1 “Goddess of Beauty” Beyonder characteristic left by the Progenitor had not been transferred to the current planet.

This is also the only choice.

The other Great Old Ones must be fighting fiercely for Essence and Uniqueness right now, and have no time to care about the Beyonder Characteristics of Sequence 1. They will not come here in person until the God War over there is over. If Mr. Fool and other great beings win, the transferred Sequence 1 Archangels or the corresponding Seals will naturally be safe. If the outcome is the opposite, with advance preparation, they will also have time to cut and throw away those Beyonder Characteristics to avoid being targeted by the Great Old Ones again.

This is normal, but there is a special problem now – the “Fallen Mother Goddess” is not involved in the melee, but is moving away from the corresponding area to gain a new life. If the Beyonder Characteristics of the “Goddess of Beauty” are also transferred with the protection area, “She” is very likely to take the time to come over. In that case, all resistance will no longer be meaningful, unless Mr. “Fool” directly abandons the original battlefield.

As his thoughts raced, Emlyn the Moon stood up with huge, black, membrane-covered bat wings growing out from his back.

The pair of wings flapped, and Emlyn flew into the air, looking down at the godless vampires who were moving around as usual and had not yet noticed that the external environment had changed.

He circled and looked around, then headed outside the reserve. His huge bat wings seemed to cover the sky.

Below, several crimson rays of moonlight flew out of the coffin and the grave, following the “Moon” Emlyn.

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Kingdom of Loen, Ahowa County, Tingen City.

“Star” Leonard stared at the sky in a daze, feeling that things were not developing as he had expected.

He immediately gathered his thoughts and said to all the members of the Blackthorn Security Company:

“It’s holiday now, go home everyone.”

“Deacon, don’t we have to deal with the evil gods’ followers who may infiltrate?” The team members who were either wearing red gloves or black windbreakers expressed their doubts.

Leonard emphasized again:
“Go home immediately.

“This is your mission, this is what you need to do.”

Those “night watchers” looked at each other, and although confused, they still chose to obey orders. After all, the protected area is not the real world, and perhaps going home has special symbolic meaning and corresponding psychological effects.

Seeing his teammates leave one after another, Leonard looked up again.

As someone who possessed a certain secret authority, he could sense that angels had gathered there one after another.

Leonard exhaled slowly and closed his eyes. Some scenes from the past emerged in his mind, the scenes when Megose came to Blackthorn Security Company.

His figure was quickly wiped out and moved outside the protected area.

“Captain, do you see? We are protecting this world.

“This time, I am not alone. All the angels are fighting alongside me…”

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As soon as the figure of “Star” Leonard was outlined outside the “Gate” seal and the light barrier, he saw the old man Pales separated from him and gathered beside him.

He also saw Lady Arianna dressed as an ascetic, and Antigonus, who had tufts of coarse black hair on his face and half-white hair but a young face, and other familiar angels.

Then, the voice of the “Red Angel” Medici echoed in his ears:
“Everyone, I want you to become a member of my legion.”

Become a member of the “Red War” Legion, gather the power of all angels together, do not fight alone, and maximize the overall strength? “Star” Leonard understood the intention of “Red Angel” Medici.

He did not refuse but nodded in agreement.

Franca also heard what Medici said, but did not agree immediately.

This was not because she was resisting, but because she thought of something:
“From the changes in the ‘Box of the Ancients’, Lumian should have become the ‘Original Scourge’ and the ‘Scourge of Destruction’, and Janna and Aurore have also been resurrected.

“That is to say, they are great beings, great beings in the field of war.

“And I am part of the team, a teammate of the Origin of War!

“I don’t know how large the effective range of the Legion will be after becoming a great being…

“The symbol is definitely for the entire universe, but similar abilities should still be limited…

“If I am still within the effective range, can I share Lumian and the others’ status and power, become a small ‘Original Disaster’ or ‘Destruction Scourge’, and kill people indiscriminately on the battlefield now?”

Thinking of this, Franka sought to “borrow strength” on the spot, but unfortunately, she did not succeed.

Was it because the effective range was not that large, or was it because a certain “Old One” used his own symbol to affect Lumian and his team’s ability? Franca muttered, and had no choice but to temporarily join Medici’s army.

At the same time, she saw the “War Angel” with flaming hair and blood-stained black armor.

A bright red flag mark appeared between Medici’s eyebrows.

He had already completed the sacrifice to the origin of war, and had undoubtedly received feedback and help. Otherwise, even if he had two copies of the “Weather Warlock” extraordinary characteristics, the team’s coverage would not be enough to connect all the angels – there were so many angels here, and the area of ​​more than ten or twenty kilometers was still too crowded.

Now, with the feedback from the origin of war, He can deal with this matter better.

Feeling the agreement and joining of each angel, the “Red Angel” Medici looked at the Outer God angels gathered in another dimension and laughed.

His expression was both disdainful and a little solemn.

Purple flames burned in His hands.

Once upon a time, I followed the Lord, saved mankind, and ushered in glory.

Now, I am still here, and I will continue to protect it all.

PS: This chapter is a bit short, but I think it’s just right here and no other content can be added.

PS2: There will be another chapter in the evening.

(End of this chapter)