Chapter 240 Raphael
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"Are you done?" Raphael looked back.
“Huh?”
“Then die.”
As soon as he finished speaking, several holy figures behind Raphael appeared behind several embarrassed holy mages, and penetrated their bodies with one blow.
The blazing fire burned rapidly, burning several holy mages to ashes in just an instant.
"Surround this place and don't allow anyone to leave. If you want to break in, no need to say anything, burn it." Raphael said.
Hearing this, a group of angels and Holy Judges quickly dispersed and flew towards the perimeter of the Acropolis of Athens.
Raphael lowered his altitude and flew at a low altitude, slowly moving towards the dark execution ground.
Seeing this scene, Duranke, who had already fallen into despair, became excited again.
“Hahahaha!!”
“I won after all!!”
“You won?” Song Qiming looked like a madman.
“Do you think Raphael will be on your side?”
Every archangel has a different personality. Since Raphael returned to the Holy City, he has basically done nothing. He only occasionally participates in the training and teaching of the angels. He is the most low-key archangel except Uriel.
It is Remiel who currently manages the Holy City and some matters related to the Holy Inquisition.
If Lemuel came here, he might be worried that that guy chose to bury it here for the majesty of the Holy Inquisition and the truth about Wentai.
But that’s not necessarily the case for Raphael.
The archangels are not united, and their ideas are also different. There have been many examples of fights between archangels in the past.
The archangels also have a lot of responsibility for why the Holy City has become what it is now.
External forces can invade because there are internal flaws and gaps.
“He may not be on my side, but he will definitely not be on your side!” Duranke pointed at Mu Ningxue and the others.
"You! You heretics!"
"Not only did he place the totem black snake on the sacred mountain, but also killed a large number of Parthenon mages, and also used the power of demons to kill the mages of the Holy Inquisition. , Raphael will not let you go!”
"..."
"What are you looking at?" Durank had a bad feeling.
Song Qiming and his party did not speak. Although Mo Fan was a little panicked, he saw that Mu Ningxue and the others were not panicked. Moreover, Pang Lai, the chief of the palace, and Old Man Bao, the old priest of the Holy Inquisition Tribunal, did not say anything. What, he didn’t panic anymore.
After a while, Raphael, flying at low altitude, arrived at the dark execution ground. He didn't make much noise. There was only a pair of simple wings behind him, but he had a unique aura and was exclusive to the Archangel. The battle suit announced his identity.
Looking at the corpse in the dark execution ground, and then at the Parthenon soul reflected on Ye Xinxia's body, Raphael walked towards where Song Qiming and his party were.
"Raphael!" Duranke shouted and ran towards Raphael, repeating what Mu Ningxue and others had done.
Raphael's expression remained unchanged and he ignored Duranke. He walked until he was in front of Song Qiming and his party before finally stopping.
"Old priest, after tonight, please go back with me and explain certain things clearly." Raphael said.
“What’s the matter?” Song Qiming asked.
"You know it yourself." Raphael stopped looking at Song Qiming and turned his attention to Astraea.
"You didn't take my words to heart."
"Why, the archangel is angry?" Astraea smiled without any fear.
Old-fashioned and stubborn, active yet passive, Raphael is also a contradictory person. He returned to the Holy City at the earliest time, but he has no sense of existence from beginning to end.
Obviously he has great power, but he never showed it at all. He just watched everything happen. Maybe he agreed, maybe he objected, but he never interfered.
For people outside the Holy City, Raphael's presence is very weak, but for people inside the Holy City, this archangel is the most approachable one.
Just like the myths and legends about Raphael, this is a benevolent archangel, but at the same time, this is also an archangel who is afraid of trouble. After returning to the Holy City for decades without any movement, now he is actually engaging in such a big battle and bringing so many angels to visit in person. It seems that this guy knows the inside story.
"Thanks to you, there will be serious trouble tonight." Raphael said.
“What do you mean?” Song Qiming asked doubtfully.
Didn’t Raphael come here for Lu Cheng?
What's the trouble?
"The soul fetus is restless. The closer it gets, the more clearly his anger is transmitted to me." Raphael said.
Song Qiming was stunned, "Do you know his existence?"
"I have been in the Holy City, and Su Meng is my student." Raphael said lightly.
“I’m not you, I haven’t reached the point where my eyesight is dim yet.”
"It's not that stupid kid like Su Meng."
Song Qiming's eyes twitched, "Then when you..."
"I have no right to interfere." Raphael said .
"Before he makes his own decision, I will not interfere with his choice. There are some hardships that he should go through."
"Aren't you afraid of problems?" Song Qiming asked.
"God is watching his children. This is not something I should worry about. I have my own responsibilities." Raphael said.
"Then what are you doing now?" Astraea said.
“Shouldn’t you continue to watch from the side?”
Raphael looked at Astraea, “Some children are ignorant and get into big trouble, and she also "I don't know."
Astraea was stunned, "What..."
boom! ! !
A dazzling golden light erupted from the sacred mountain and shot straight into the sky, illuminating the entire Acropolis almost instantly.
Huge golden wings spread out in the air, six wings, eight wings, ten wings, twelve wings!
Inspired by the sacred light, the angels surrounding the Acropolis spread their wings one after another. Even Raphael could no longer suppress his own power, and the breath of the Seraph escaped. .
Under the terrifying light energy, the dark execution ground could no longer be maintained and gradually shrank. Xinxia, who was in it, escaped under the pull of the soul.
"That's...an angel?"
People everywhere in the Acropolis could clearly see the huge wings spread over the city. On the sacred mountain, the knights led by Hailong also saw this exaggeration. scene.
“Why did the Archangel of the Holy City come to us?” Hailong looked at the bright light in the sky with a heavy expression.
Although the strength of an angel lies not only in the number of wings, those with few wings are not necessarily weak, but those with many wings are definitely strong!
The twelve-winged Seraph, even if he activates the Dark Soul, he is no match.
boom!
The burning holy fire continued to erupt, and another pair of wings appeared from the fire.
The breath of the fourteen-winged Seraphim filled the sky above the Acropolis, and the scorching flame energy spread out, just like the sun.
"It seems that I underestimated his anger." Raphael looked at another pair of wings slowly opening in the fire with a heavy expression.
Sixteen Wings!
"What do you mean?" Astraea worried.
The Black Dragon Emperor said the same thing.
"You'd better pray that you don't have anything shameful." Raphael said.
"Even if you have it, at least you have the confidence to have a clear conscience, otherwise, you may not be able to handle what comes next."
Boom! ! !
The frightening sixteen wings suddenly shattered in the air, and endless fire feathers floated in the air, slowly spreading around, and soon wrapped up the entire Acropolis of Athens.
"What is that...?"
Mo Fan looked stiffly at the figure in the air, wrapped in fire and holy light.
Die! More dangerous than that thing in the ancient capital! !
His demon retracted directly! !
(End of this chapter)