However, Marshal Hong's mouth raised a smile on his lips about Xilin's declaration of victory. This smile made Xilin feel instinctively uneasy. Just as he was about to retreat, Marshal Hong's arms were surrounding him and he had already grasped himself tightly.

"You...you guy, in order to catch me, you actually let me stab you!" Xilin broke free twice, but it was revealed that Marshal Hong's power was so great that it could not be broken free for the first angel who was not good at power.

Marshal Hong coughed out blood and looked at Xilin and said, "Yes, if you don't do this, I can't do anything to face your height."

As Marshal Red spoke, the fiery calves of immortal birds burned around the two.

This scene changed Xilin's face, because the temperature on Marshal Red was rising in an unsettling manner. Xilin had already experienced this move when she was in London, but it was not successful because of Marshal Red's physical problems.

"Are you planning to bring me to bury me with me?"

Marshal Hong laughed: "I can help you go to the underworld with Miss First Angel. This life is not a loss."

After confirming that Marshal Red's intentions were really as he thought, Xilin's struggle became even more intense. However, Marshal Red saw that victory was approaching, how could he let go?!

"Madman! Are humans such idiots sacrificed themselves for the lives of others? Even if you kill me here at this moment, I can still gain new life in the paradise soon, and the war still has no change!"

Marshal Hong was unmoved and his expression was still firm: "I have known this kind of thing for a long time. If you don't find a paradise to destroy it, you angels will have immortal life. As for the subsequent things, you will leave them to trouble future generations. Anyway, I have tried my best and have a clear conscience!"

As the words fell, the flames on Marshal Red finally lost their suppression. With the two of them as the center, a hot sphere like a sun explosion was formed. As for the temperature in the center? Several mechas were left floating nearby. When they touched the edge of the sphere, this composite metal, which was known as high-temperature resistance, melted into a liquid state in a blink of an eye.

In the center of the sphere, no life can survive.

However, while the flames spread, Xilin smiled.

After reaching a high temperature, the sphere suddenly exploded and swallowed all the nearby things.

However, at this time, the soldiers who were paying attention to the battlefield in the distance saw an unforgettable scene. One by one, the incomprehensible words floated on the central battlefield, accompanied by floating mysterious words, and vaguely pleasant singing. With this fantasy scene, the explosive orb actually contracted like the feeling of the film regressing, and finally the picture was frozen at the moment when Xilin's light spear penetrated the body of Marshal Hong.

At the same time, Xilin abandoned the spear, and the rainbow wings behind her trembled, instantly leaving Marshal Red.

Marshal Hong looked at the scene in surprise, then suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood: "What did you give birth just now?"

Xilin's face was also a little pale, and she kept gasping for breath: "...At this moment, reality has lost its meaning. I used the ultimate ability of the twelfth angel to regress the time of this central battlefield back a moment ago."

After a brief shock, Marshal Hong couldn't help but smile bitterly: "... Can you do this?"

Xilin gasped: "Well, I can imitate all the abilities of angels, naturally including the twelfth angels of time, space and destiny. However, although her ability is powerful, it is used in simulation. It only takes a few minutes to regress this small range of time and almost use up all my existing power. Hey, it seems that it is impossible to continue to march and destroy the sky..."

Xilin was dejected and seemed to be distressed by her failure. However, this scene made Marshal Hong frown, because according to his understanding, once there is no chance of winning in the battle, Xilin will retreat decisively and will never stay on the battlefield. Now all the angels are almost wiped out under the attack of the elite troops of Tiandu. As long as the elite pilots clear the battlefield and then siege together, even if Xilin is still unable to escape, then since the battle cannot continue, why is she still talking sarcastic words here?

"You have any trump cards, just take them out."

Marshal Red's words interrupted Xilin's performance. The first angel smiled and said, "Sure enough, Jiang is still old, Marshal Red, do you know at a glance that I am going to surprise you again?"

Although the speculation was confirmed, Marshal Hong really wanted to scold people because it was not something to be happy about. On the contrary, once Xilin really had a trump card, no matter what it was, it was definitely not good news for Tiandu.

Xilin smiled and said, "Well, don't show this expression! Life is full of surprises and will look gorgeous and colorful. If it remains unchanged, it will seem too boring. By the way, my power is borrowed. I have always given you a copycat flavor to Marshal Red. Right, now it is time to let me liberate myself. This is my power alone. Try hard and struggle. In this way, maybe the hope that you have never expected will be disillusioned."

As she said that, Xilin's figure disappeared instantly and appeared on the edge of the battlefield. Then she took out an exquisite flute and started playing it as if no one was around.

The pleasant music sound instantly resounded throughout the battlefield, stirring up high and sad, like a soul-suppressing song that soothes the rest of the dead on the battlefield. At this moment, Xilin is just like the Valkyrie who appears on the battlefield in Norse mythology, guiding the heroes of the dead heroes to the Valkyrie Temple in Valhalla.

The flute sounded so well, but Marshal Hong's uneasiness was slowly amplifying. After annihilated the Angel troops, the mecha troops of Tiandu came to Marshal Hong and looked at Xilin in confusion with Marshal Hong, not knowing what she was going to do.

"Have you heard my voice, my servants? It is time to dedicate your will, your souls, and your strength to my Lord. Now, our voices, our souls, will be one at this moment!"

The sound of the flute ended, and accompanied by Xilin's shouts resounded throughout the battlefield. The corpses of the killed angels began to gather towards Xilin's position as if attracted by a black hole.

This scene changed dramatically by Marshal Hong's face. Marshal Hong ordered: "... Let me attack and stop her. She must not succeed!"

Even if you don’t understand the meaning of this scene, it’s right to have nothing good, just stop it, things are right sometimes, and things are that simple, you don’t need to know what’s going on, you just need to understand what you should do.

The army of Tiandu was an elite after all, and immediately reacted. The main guns of various warships fired volleys, locking in Xilin one after another. The light of the beam cannon exploded instantly submerged Xilin's figure. However, in the next second, the more dazzling, sacred and noble light illuminated the entire sub-space. Under the unbelievable gaze of Marshal Red, the corpses of the angels gathered and reorganized, turning into huge angel bodies.

It was a majestic pure white body that was hundreds of meters or thousands of meters high. Behind it were countless pure white wings symbolizing the sublime. Its body seemed to represent justice and sacred. The dazzling light made Marshal Red feel deeply powerless and at the same time, his own insignificance and sin.

The glory of divine and nobleness is like the apostle of the gods.

Have you won the battle with such an opponent who is obviously overwhelming?

At this moment, this kind of thought emerged in everyone's mind on the battlefield at the same time.

Marshal Hong resisted the negative emotions that surged in his heart and ordered: "What are you still standing there? Wait for the angel to attack? Take precedence for me, idiots!"

When the hysterical shouts of the Red Marshal's hysterical shouts sounded, the soldiers came to their senses. The main guns of the main battleship, which still existed in the sky, fired again, but a desperate scene arose. Faced with such an attack, the sacred incarnation did not even tremble. With a light wave, all the shelling was bounced away, and it failed to hurt it at all.

"...Just kidding, how could there be such a monster in this world?"

This scene made Hong Shihua, who was knowledgeable, stunned. Following closely, was a deep sense of despair. No wonder Xilin said that she had struggled before, no wonder Xilin said that she hoped that she would not exist from the beginning, because this opponent was absolutely invincible! Like the incarnation of God, she was invincible, and all human attacks were futile in front of it.

The incarnation of God waved the giant sword of light in his hand, and the sword light swept down. Several main battleships in Tiandu were cut into two pieces. Accompanied by countless explosions, they turned into a pile of wreckage floating in the sub-space.

The pilots were still charging forward bravely, and the light from the beam weapon hit the light continues to shine. However, the concentrated attacks of countless elite pilots could not even shake the incarnation of God. As for the dense shelling, it could not even leave even a trace of scar on the incarnation's armor.

Hong Shihua fought with Angel for many years and thought he had an excellent mentality and could think of countermeasures no matter how desperate he was. However, facing such an unprecedented opponent, he could only sigh at his own insignificance and powerlessness.

When the power gap reaches a certain level, when an opponent is unreasonable and is completely immune to any damage, any courage will disappear before him.

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Chapter completed!