It's not the protagonist, what does it matter if you are trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 210 The Angel Who Struggles to Cultivate Essence and Blood

As a higher race, angels, in addition to their innate talent and eternal lifespan, are most proud of their wings on the outside.

Among them, they often compete with each other on whose appearance is better, whose wings are whiter, and whose feathers are smoother.

In terms of daily maintenance and the formation of magic power, it can be said that part of their elegant and noble posture also comes from the daily cultivation of this confidence.

So sort of.

The number and perfection of wings also symbolize the status of angels.

however.

In front of the scarlet angel with eight wings, those wings with only slight differences are completely incomparable.

Moira shrank back subconsciously, as if she wanted to hide her wings, but she couldn't really retract them. She stood there speechless for a while.

"..."

Not only is the unique Scarlet, she has already lost completely from the pressure of divine power.

Thanks to me every day...I comb it carefully with a comb, and apply feather essential oil one by one...!
The expression on her face was as uncomfortable as eating mud, and she really couldn't figure out why the other party didn't say anything last time.

Rowe saw her thoughts from Moira's undisguised expression, and shrugged.

Classic pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

It's just that you don't have to be a real tiger, but that one was a real pig last time.

After all, after that, he worked so hard to tune... er, how could the angels he cultivated lose to his peers.

"You, what exactly do you want?" Moira asked with a stiff face as the crimson light slowly gathered on Saya.

Saya took a step forward.

She stretched out her four pairs of wings, showing off her beauty like a peacock spreading its tail, as if she had to make the other party feel ashamed in front of her and kneel down to apologize.

See what you can...

Luo Wei shook his head. Although he knew that angels were beautiful with their wings, looking at Moira's appearance, it seemed that he still had an unusual persistence in this regard.

It's really been blasted right now.

"We brought craftsmen here." Saya said proudly and coldly.

"...!"

Moira, who lowered her head, slowly raised her head, her face filled with disbelief again. This matter should be considered a secret inside the temple.

Luo Wei glanced around and walked up to her.

"I should be able to trust you, Chief War Officer Angel?"

Moira understood that the angel who brought them here was her confidant, but she still signaled the other party to back down.

"I am absolutely loyal to Lord Lanshen's belief." Seeing that there was no one else around, she said.

Luo Wei nodded, "To put it simply, you have been used by the Artisan Association."

"...!"

Moira looked at the group of people standing in front of her. Even though the scarlet angel had incomparable talent, in a certain nature, she hadn't had time to hold them accountable for their trespassing.

There are even crooked demons among them! ! ?

"Are you..."

"Purity Wishing Maiden", "Silent Night Witch", "The Champion Swordsman of the Princess of the Lion Garden"... Ayining probably also has titles, but she walks in the Western world and has never specifically declared her title.

However, the names of dark camps such as witches and crooked demons may be even more problematic to report.

"we are……"

"Luo Wei is an uncle," Lu Yi interrupted him excitedly, "Ayining and Vermeer are sisters, Saya is mother, Iluth doesn't know!"

Moira: "?????"

What kind of messy relationship is this, how can it be made up? ?

Luo Wei's face was black.

What a happy family.

This relationship is too messy.

Saya's face suddenly became a little tense, and it was her self-esteem that kept her standing there with her chin held high.

This frightened Moira even more.

What is the combination of an angel and something that can actually give birth to a crooked demon? ?
Vermeer is still wringing her fingers and looking at the sky, uncle... sister...?
"In short, it doesn't matter who we are," Luo Wei said with a dark face, "that crack is likely to be made by craftsmen."

"!!!"

Moira didn't know what happened to her today, and she heard news one after another that was completely unexpected.

"But they..."

"Everyone who came here is dead, right?" Luo Wei affirmed, "It's just throwing away the unwanted discarded children."

As for why his disciples didn't burp on the spot, it was most likely because he stuffed the familiar ornaments in Maria's room in the other's pocket.

In this way, Maria knew that this was someone they sent here, and no matter whether she was willing to be found by them or not, she would at least find a way to protect her.

Moira was shocked and thought for a moment before looking up.

"I will report this matter to the head of the temple as soon as possible."

Luo Wei stopped her.

Saya on the side sneered: "You can't even make up your mind about this kind of thing, are you a war officer or a war dog?"

"you……!"

"Let's bring the craftsman here," Luo Wei put down his hands and said calmly. If he didn't control it, Saya would really drive people into a frenzy. "The craftsman will try things to no avail, so let us try."

Moira looked at the few people and was in a dilemma for a while.

"I want to know first, what is the real purpose of your doing this?"

"Do you know Maria?" Saya stepped forward.

"Who?" Moira shook her head, "You can describe it more specifically."

After listening to the cause and effect, accompanied by the blue-haired angel's answer, she was completely ignorant of the third angel in the underground church.

Even thought it was incredible.

After all, from their descriptions, it was clear that the angel had entered and exited, and the temple was completely unaware of it.

"This shows that there may be traitors among you," Rowe said coldly, "My suggestion is, it's best not to make any noise about this matter, how about it?"

Moira had confirmed Saya's officer crest.

It is true without a doubt.

The current situation does make the interior of the temple a little helpless, the problem of cracks cannot be solved, and the angels can only be sent to the snow waterfall holy mountain in the north to purify the influence of taboo erosion on a regular basis.

If all this is really a craftsman will be behind the scenes.

"You come with me."

Moira walked forward first, and her tone became colder at the same time.

"I don't regret making such a choice, but if you guys lie to me, I will live up to my self-awareness, and you will definitely pay the price."

Come to the underground church.

Seeing several people looking back at him, John, who was following behind, came back to his senses and walked up with a craftsman bag.

He was still thinking about the relationship between the few people just now.

Luo Wei is Luyi's uncle, Miss Priest is Luyi's sister, Miss Priest is pregnant with Luo Wei, the relationship between Miss Angel and Miss Priest who gave birth to Luyi is...

Forget it, I can't figure it out...

Looking at the swirling black hole in front of him, John withdrew his expression and gradually frowned.

And Saya looked around with her eyes, but was blocked by the entrance and didn't see any clues.

"Start here?" Moira asked.

"No... this..."

To be honest, John didn't see that there was anything to study here, to analyze the structure of the vortex?This is a nothingness channel at all. After testing it with the device, the corresponding connection is not here at all.

"Go inside." Luo Wei looked around and said coldly.

Gradually deepening from the dark passage, several people finally arrived at the huge eggshell that they had seen in the magic projection.

"This is!"

John walked up immediately, and through the crack, he could clearly see the world on the other side.

The sea of ​​black water, the endless sky, is so empty that it seems that there is no life at all.

"Have you seen this?" Moira raised her eyes slightly.

"No," John replied, but he couldn't hide his concentration and obsession at the moment. "But this is definitely not a pure magic creation, nor a magical creation, but..."

That's how the craftsman became obsessed. They didn't intend to interrupt his train of thought, but just quietly waited for an answer.

"It's an egg."

Hearing such a conclusion, everyone raised their heads. Indeed, this thing is like an eggshell, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an egg.

"But... if it's an egg, what is it hatching?" Vermeer asked.

John took off his observation glasses and turned his head slowly.

He couldn't tell whether it was joy or fear on his face, and he looked at everyone without blinking.

"This is just my guess..." He said with a trembling voice, "I guess this portal... was probably 'born' by this egg."

"Is there a way to fix it?" Moira asked, stepping forward.

"I'm not sure," John took a step back taking a breath, "but this egg is extremely fragile. From the perspective of life, it is already in the state after hatching and breaking the shell."

It's not about incubating anything, but the situation that the incubation has ended.

Moira raised her head and took a slow breath. The craftsmen who came before had never come to such a conclusion.

Could it be that they were really put together by the craftsman?
hateful…!
How dare you lie to the Temple of Lan, how dare you claim to be a place where craftsmen from all over the world gather.

Several people were under the blessing of Vermeer's purification spell, and the naked eye could see that there were black taboos being eroded, but they were repelled by the excessive and majestic magic power.

From this point of view, this group of people does have impressive strength.

Moira set her eyes on Saya and Luo Wei, "If you can solve this matter, I apologize for my previous rudeness, and I promise that you will never be held accountable by the temple, and help you find that teacher .”

Saya's face trembled.

Why did you suddenly thank me?
What should be done in this case?
"Okay." Luo Wei looked at them and nodded with a smile, but there was a sound of blades colliding not far away.

clang--!
This clear ringing sound was particularly ear-piercing in this dim space.

Moira: "!?"

From her angle, it was clear that when Luo Wei and Saya turned to her, the witch-like woman standing in the corner suddenly flashed to the side of the eggshell, but was stopped by another oriental girl with a sword.

Before she knew what was going on, she saw Luo Wei dodge again, turned around without hesitation, and pulled out the long sword at her waist.

clang--!
Another sound of blades intersecting, Luo Wei forced Iluth back.

"Sure enough, you still did this." He held the sword of Cang Liu and looked at the other party coldly.

Yilusi took a deep look at him, and then turned to A Yining who was standing guard in front of the passage. The latter held the ground sword and looked at her calmly, as if he had been prepared for a long time.

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder I didn't ask too many questions from the beginning, and I didn't defend myself.

Grasping my weakness, even the witch's scheming is so clear.

Iluth smiled lightly, and slowly raised her staff in this chaotic space.

Return to no sea.

The long-cherished wish of witches for generations.

As the successor of these 1000 years, she has watched through a long night. Compared with the ultimate answer she saw with her own eyes, how could she believe in the illusory verbal agreement of a man.

The witches never believed in such things as promises.

And if you miss it, no one can guarantee whether it will be another millennium watch.

I just took a decision that I don't think I'll regret.

Success or failure is irrelevant.

If this is the answer that the witches are looking for,
This one and only wish should have come to an end long ago.

Dark purple brilliance surged from the head of the staff, and Iluth's eyes turned cold, and she greeted Luo Wei who was holding a long sword.

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(End of this chapter)