The light seemed to shine from another world, shining into this world of chaos and despair.

One by one, figures clad in feathers gradually appeared in the light.

Unlike those extraordinary beings in the angelic sequence, they are real angels, flawless and pure beings.

With the arrival of these angels, a pure breath appeared in the dark underground. These angels were all wearing robes with white background and gold edges, and were holding cross wheel swords burning with white flames.

The aura it exudes is also particularly powerful. There are about a thousand low-level Sequence 8 angels, more than thirty mid-level Sequence 9 angels, and four special angels who seem to surpass Sequence 9. After they appeared, a

A wall of pale golden light curtain also rose from the dark underground, separating the gray-black turbidity that continuously overflowed to the outside world.

These angels were arranged in a circle in the air, surrounding the black vortex in the center, and then rushed into the gray-black turbidity like sharp arrows. The white flame cross sword in their hands easily cut through the twisted phantoms of chaos.

While other extraordinary sequences are easily corrupted by these chaotic phantoms, only the angel sequence has extremely strong isolation and targeting capabilities, and the existence of these angels is like a hot iron falling into water, quickly evaporating these black turbid currents.

"Stop, don't repeat the mistakes of the past." One of the leading archangels warned.

But the two witches remained unmoved, the black vortex was still expanding, and it was impossible for them to change their insistence.

"In this case, we can only judge you. Even if you are God's favorites." More blazing light emerged from the wings, and the four archangels holding long swords also made up their minds.

Seeing the four special archangels approaching, the movements of two of the witches became more and more urgent. They began to waste their power desperately, even to the point of self-mutilation, trying their best to tear apart the vortex of chaos. And something appeared in the air.

Dense chains tried to block the approaching upper angel.

"In the name of the Sun Throne, declare: Abolition!"

The four archangels waving white flame wings raised their cross-wheel swords in their hands. Light and dark runes and brilliance circulated in the air, and then the chains broke and disappeared in the light.

At the same time, following the announcement of the four archangels, the two witches felt their bodies stagnant, and the power that used to be a part of their bodies seemed to be suddenly locked and unable to be used. There were looks of horror on their faces, because this was something they had never done before.

A phenomenon that appears in any classics and records.

And at the moment when the two were shocked, long swords of white flames shot out from the hands of the angels, streaking through the flashing light, and penetrated directly into the chests of the two witches, piercing their bodies and causing blood to splash. But the flowing light did not

stop--

The first sword——

The second sword——

The third sword——

...

More than twenty long swords pierced the two people like rag dolls, and their eyes gradually lost color.

Just when everyone thought that the situation was decided or that the situation was over, the gate witch in white gently turned her finger again, and a crimson gold pocket watch appeared in her hand.

As the pocket watch flip opened automatically, the surrounding space and time suddenly stagnated. For an instant, the surrounding space and time seemed to have pressed the pause button, briefly stagnating.

When Lorraine Hill, who was far away on the periphery, saw the pocket watch, a very familiar and dangerous feeling came to his heart. The style of the pocket watch was very similar to the one Chris gave him, and it seemed that it was designed by the same person.

sister model, but unlike the pocket watch in Keti’s hand, that pocket watch is not used to travel through space, but to change time!

As the pocket watch was opened, the ethereal and melodious sound of the music box sounded, which was particularly clear in the temporarily stagnant silent space. The hands inside also began to rotate rapidly, but in the opposite direction to usual.

The angels around the vortex quickly retreated, and the long swords they originally shot returned to their hands. The two dying witches also regained their expressions. The flesh and blood and holes in their chests healed quickly, returning to the intact state they had a few seconds ago. And they

The power seems to have returned to his hands.

The witch in white who had just recovered looked at the pocket watch opened in her palm. She was briefly confused for a second, and then suddenly became clear.

She resolutely gave up the fight with the angels, and then pulled the black-clothed witch beside her, and the two of them jumped directly into the dark and chaotic whirlpool. Suddenly, countless dark and crazy phantoms directly submerged the two of them.

The originally turbulent black vortex boiled rapidly, and its boundary suddenly expanded, like a big mouth. Thousands of huge twisted phantoms shuttled out of it, and more of them began to spontaneously chase and corrode the people in its space.

life.

The first to suffer were the low-level mages on the ground. Thousands of mages lost consciousness, their pupils became hollow and stiff, and then their bodies began to twist unnaturally, and their auras became strange.

Then some mid-level transcendental beings also began to become unstable, and some chaotic phantoms penetrated their ears, noses and mouths, corroding the intelligent creatures in the square.

The angels began to prepare a large seal array, and the long swords made of light emerged in the air one by one, and then inserted into the filth below, forming fences to limit its wrath.

"In accordance with the final covenant of the Winged Sun of God, the ban of annihilation is issued..." Many angels sang the sacred ritual, with a unified voice like one person.

As the sacrificial inscriptions were recited, rays of light broke through the space, shining into this dark world, annihilating the vast sea of ​​chaotic phantoms below. Many dissipated black smoke filled the field of vision, giving people an extremely shocking feeling.

Lorraine Hill looked at everything in front of him, and a sun-like mark briefly appeared on his forehead. Surrounding the sun were wings that looked like rays of light. This pattern was also very similar to the pattern displayed by the system.

"Finally caught up." A familiar voice sounded from behind, and Lorraine Hill turned around, only to realize that Beenice had arrived with a group of people. Judging from their clothes, they were almost all elites of the church.

"Fortunately, this place is underground and has not spread out." Beinis walked forward slowly. Today, she was wearing a white-on-gold-leaf papal uniform. She seemed to be more mature and steady than before.

"After we received your news, we urgently started the angel descending ceremony in Mozwa City, spread the news to heaven, and then issued summons orders to church branches in various places. I believe there will be a steady stream of people in a few days.

Reinforcements are coming to help deal with the follow-up situation."

"And this place will probably become a new sealing place." There seemed to be some sadness in her voice.

"Hahahaha!" Suddenly, exaggerated and crazy laughter sounded from below.

"Do you think this is over? Hahahahaha!" This Magic Sequence 9 existence seemed to have been corrupted by chaos, and the expression on his face began to distort.

"Stop joking, do you think we have been planning for so many years and will only place our hopes on this place? Hahaha!" Looking at his proud and crazy look, it is now certain that he has indeed been corrupted by Chaos, otherwise

With the magic sequence's need for thinking and calmness, he would not expose such a plan easily.

Several of the archangels seemed to have noticed something. Surprise and eagerness flashed across their chins exposed under their hoods, and several figures disappeared into the light.

"Not good." Beinis also frowned at this time. As the pope, she naturally has some kind of communication method across space to know the seal situation in various locations at all times.

Crancia, Dark Abyss County. Endless sea, underwater whirlpool. Middle side of the Sighing Mountains, Poisonous Canyon.

The seal inside suddenly broke open, and numerous filthy phantom armies poured out from it. Their numbers covered the sky, like black clouds, and began to spread to the surroundings. Wherever they went, vegetation died, everything was twisted, and many creatures went crazy and deformed.

, some die, some become stronger, and some undergo strange mutations and become new individuals.

Pillars of light rose from the earth, the beacon in the center of Emenas lit up, and circular ripples broke through the sky layer by layer, radiating towards the world, announcing this critical signal to all Sequence 9s in Ivar's world. At the same time,

Countless strange communication methods began to be transmitted layer by layer in the world, awakening those ancient sleeping existences, even those that were far away from Ivar's world.

The endless sea bottom, beside the turbulent whirlpool.

Looking at the weak back in front of her, Vimiya stretched out her hand to stop the sea witch who was about to die.

"No need to be sad, Wei Miya." The blue-haired figure turned around and looked at the girl he had raised.

"I have lived long enough, so long that almost all the familiar people have passed away in front of me. And now I am just following in their footsteps, following those figures from the past." This blue-haired man of the sea

Although the witch looked weak, her expression was particularly peaceful, and she seemed to be saying ordinary words that she was going to sleep today.

"Lord Phoebe..." Vimiya murmured this name, sadness and reluctance welling up in her heart.

A pair of hands held Wei Miya in his arms. Although the arms were a little cold, the weak heartbeat still made Wei Miya so nostalgic and warm.

"In the future, you have to live a good life when I'm gone. Remember to make more friends so that you won't be lonely." Phoebe stroked Vimiya's long blue hair, her eyes full of love.

Gradually, she let go of her hands, slowly retreated, and then fell backwards into the endless whirlpool on the seabed.

"Goodbye, my daughter..."

Just like a drop of tear falling into a huge and dark abyss, that small and crystal existence was submerged by the huge black tide in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

When the Tears of God fell into the ocean tide, the turbulent black vortex rotated even more violently. But compared with the deep filth that continued to spread before, this time it slowly turned blue, with blue and black constantly intertwining and washing away.

, hitting waves in the whirlpool.

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The capital of clock towers, Mozva.

The stable earth suddenly exploded, and a raging wave of blazing heat blasted through a corner of the city, rising straight into the sky like a fountain. A giant crack appeared on the earth, half of it in the city and half of it outside the city. In the gap of scorching smoke, deep.

A huge space of more than ten kilometers is exposed to the atmosphere.

In it, light and darkness intertwine, and tens of millions of chaotic phantoms fight against those tiny white wings like an endless wave, seemingly ready to drown them at any time.

As the gap exploded, nearly a thousand pure white wings rose from the abyss along with the stream of light. They reorganized themselves in the air, and then set up a defensive and isolating light barrier at the exit of the underground abyss.

Deep underground, looking at the angels and church personnel rising in the sky, Lorraine Hill also breathed a sigh of relief for the time being. Rather than being squeezed underground, it would be better to set up an array above to block. After all, the phantom of chaos is not too big.

How smart, this way the pressure will be less.

And with the blockade by angels and church personnel, these twisted phantoms should not be leaked out for the time being.

She slowly withdrew her gaze, and then said to Keti beside her.

"Now let's move on and see what they have behind them and why they dare to act like this." She is still looking for a complete solution to the problem. If the underground vortex is not suppressed, the blockade above will only increase the pressure.

Come bigger.

"Well, Lorraine." Keti has no objection. The flame witch in this life seems to be particularly sensible and obedient, making people unable to recall her past image.

The two held hands, wrapped in blazing flames, and walked through the dark underground to the entrance square of the abyss.

Avoiding a large number of surging phantoms, the two gradually approached their destination, but accidentally a silver barrier that was still intact appeared in their field of vision.

Covered by a barrier like a dial, the train was slowly starting to move forward along the rails. Its continuous steel gears hit heavily, crushing the rails and rushing towards the upward slope.

Observing through the blurry glass of the car window, most of the passengers were already dead, leaning crookedly on their seats, and there were many random bloody scratches on their bodies and the backs of the seats.

However, even such a miserable scene could not stop the few mages who fell into fanaticism. They vowed to go to the other side of the whirlpool, the beautiful world where ancient people lived in the past.
To be continued...