Chapter 619 Four-Winged Angels
This is a group of real blasphemers.
We do not believe in God or gods or Buddhas.
We live cautiously in troubled times, trusting only the companions around us and the weapons in our hands.
God wants our lives, we go and kill God.
The gods and Buddhas want our lives, so we kill the gods and Buddhas.
We may not care about our own lives, but we will never let others take them away casually.
I looked at the more than 4,000 subordinates, waved my hand, and ordered: "The four thousand people are divided into eight squads!"
"You choose the squad leaders yourself!"
"In addition, collect all the remaining food, weapons, and transportation here. In two hours, I will take you out of Irkutsk!"
There was a burst of cheers from around.
No one wants to stay in this city that is about to be frozen. They don't know how much they have paid to leave.
Now that someone finally has the ability and is willing to take them away, one can imagine the joy in his heart.
Without me having to worry about it, this group of people spontaneously divided into eight teams.
They are managed by eight surviving C-class exorcists.
They clean the battlefield in an orderly manner, collecting weapons, food, and all usable equipment.
Some people even pulled off the black combat uniforms of the black-robed warriors and put them on directly, regardless of the blood stains on them.
Needless to say, the equipment of the black-robed warriors in the temple is indeed good enough. In terms of material and comfort, it is more convenient and comfortable than those fur coats wrapped like big bears.
After a lot of work, more than 4,000 people had packed up, and they all looked at me with excitement.
In their eyes, I, who can kill an A-level magician instantly, can definitely lead them out of this wasteland.
Only I know what kind of danger I will face next.
Copperfield said that the most elite twelve knights of the temple are coming, the angel army is coming, and even the Holy Lord may come in person.
Coupled with countless gold-robed magicians and silver-robed magicians, the power gathered by the opponent is far beyond my imagination.
Even I am not sure that I can cross the vast wasteland and enter the realm of Middle-earth.
I didn't show what I was thinking on my face, I just said calmly: "You make your own routes, and don't bother me with guarding and collecting supplies." "
If an A-level master comes, I will take action."
Which one of you who can survive till now is not a talent?
Boss Ji alone arranged these things properly without my instructions.
He even asked old man Andre to stay with me. No matter what needs the team or I have, we can talk to me directly through Andre.
The rest of the complicated and trivial matters really don't require my intervention.
No matter what, I finally got this group of blasphemers together.
In fact, everyone joins the group to stay warm.
They are all companions who have eaten the flesh and blood of the old gods, and they are all hated by the temple. This is the main reason why everyone can unite together.
And I should be the condensation nucleus.
The team set off an hour later.
The sleds were all used to haul supplies and wounded men, while the remaining men all advanced on foot.
In the vast snowfield, a team of more than 4,000 people lined up, covering a distance of five or six kilometers.
Andre seemed very excited. He introduced the eight team captains in front of me nonstop.
Some of these people are businessmen from Middle-earth, and some are powerful Slavic warriors.
Everyone in Irkutsk is basically in a competitive relationship. After all, resources are limited but there are many people.
Several times, the two sides fought over an abandoned supermarket or warehouse.
Under such circumstances, it is basically impossible for everyone to unite and leave Irkutsk.
But now because of my existence, everyone has put aside their past resentments and become companions they can rely on.
Companion?
I was lying on the back seat of the seized motorcycle and snowmobile. When I heard these two words, I thought of Queen Secret Heart, Dong Yi, and Zhang Baiqiang.
They are also my companions.
I vaguely remember that Zhang Baiqiang climbed up to the Sky City carrying 300 kilograms of explosives. When the boss was struck by lightning and died, Queen Secret Heart, wearing a long blood-colored dress, climbed up with Dong Yi.
I don't remember exactly what happened next.
At that time, all my heart and soul were focused on the Messiah.
How dare I be careless about this powerful man who is said to have surpassed S level?
Hope they're okay.
Old man Andre kept talking there and gave me his collection of brandy.
I didn't drink because my boss told me that alcohol can numb the body and dull the soul. A competent exorcist rarely allows himself to fall into this state.
It's just that I will never hear the boss's teachings again.
I felt so uncomfortable holding back my breath, and even the breath on my body gradually became irritable.
Old man Andre was keenly aware of the change in my aura, and thought he had said the wrong thing. He was so frightened that he shut up immediately.
But I looked up sharply.
A series of bright lights flashed in the distant sky.
After looking carefully, I realized that they were more than a dozen angels with wings flying in the sky.
I turned over and jumped, shouting: "Andre! Tell everyone to speed up! The pursuers are coming!"
Andre shouted: "Mr. He has an order! Everyone speed up immediately!"
"Ivan! Boss Ji ! Fatty! Get your people ready for battle!"
The next second, the entire team was in chaos.
In the past six months, the Angel Legion of the Temple has gained a bad reputation.
The most important thing is that the method used to create an angel is too brutal, making it sound like something evil and vicious.
But the angels created in this evil and vicious way appear to be extremely holy, and the holy light on their bodies is very deceptive.
After the Battle of the Holy City, the China Academy of Sciences took away the corpses of many angels. After several months of research and obtaining relevant information from the intelligence personnel of the Supervision Office, the manufacturing method of angels was restored.
The angel's shell is a polymeric material that is molded into the shape of a human.
There are wings imitating birds on the back, which are also made of polymer materials.
That's all. The core secrets of angel creation lie in two points.
The first point is high-intensity compression energy.
To put it simply, it is to compress the energy to the extreme and inject it into the body of the angel, turning it into a humanoid weapon that can fly and fight.
Because the output of compressed energy is extremely large and is not affected by the chaotic magnetic field of the apocalyptic era, it quickly replaced armed helicopters and became the temple's main air combat force.
The second point is intriguing.
Since the Angel Legion is a man-made thing, it must need something like a driver.
After all, remote control technology these days is basically completely scrapped.
Therefore, every angel is actually integrated into a real human soul.
According to what was revealed by the China Academy of Sciences, becoming an angel means giving up your original body and controlling this flying body with your soul.
But because of the high-intensity compressed energy inside the angel, the "pilot" will be trapped inside forever and lose his mind.
In other words, every angel actually represents a dead believer.
To become an angel means to lose one's life.
At this point, ordinary believers still have no chance of becoming angels.
Every time the Holy City produces angels in batches, countless fanatic believers will enthusiastically sign up and use their lives to become the strongest backing to defend God.
If this matter had been carried out before the end of the Dharma era, international public opinion would have turned the Holy City into a sieve.
Believers around the world will also have their faith collapse, thinking that the God they believe in should not do such cruel things.
But after the advent of the Dharma Ending Age, this matter has become a matter of course.
Every believer takes pride in sacrifice.
Being able to become a member of the Angel Legion and get close to God is their final destination.
I stared at the light spots in the distance, my eyes gradually burning with fighting spirit!
Angels are Messiah's personal guards, and their strength is basically around A level.
Because it has sufficient energy and a light body, it is convenient and fast to fly.
The first batch of pursuers in the temple must be them!
I counted carefully, and there were six light spots in the sky, flying quickly in the shape of a six-pointed star.
They are all four-winged, not six-winged.
You must know that the four-winged angels are basically A-level, and the six-winged angels have reached the level of pseudo-gods!
I silently pulled out the half-cut knife and released the fluctuations of my soul unscrupulously.
Attracted by the fluctuations of my soul, the six four-winged angels immediately lowered their altitude and swooped towards me.
I took my time and said silently in my heart: These six four-winged angels should be regarded as the interest collected in advance to avenge the boss!
(End of chapter)