The mission of the Seventh Wisdom Angel includes cleaning up the entire demon world and supervising the growth of the new generation. Until then, the fighting angels will return to the heavenly realm. The responsibilities of protecting the planes of the demon world will be handed over to other main gods to practice. When the source of faith in the entire plane is absorbed, it will become a abandoned place outside the sight of the heavenly realm. Only one or several low-level angels will be assigned to inspect the abandoned place to prevent the existence of too strong power from breeding.

Therefore, although Neotolia had almost killed all the demons, his mission was ultimately not completed.

At this moment, on the battlefield. Except for a few demon dragons that are still fighting stubbornly, almost all the demon warriors have fallen in the blazing holy flames.

With the extinction of all demon races, the future of the demon race has completely fallen into darkness.

The earth is full of large blue-green blocks, and almost every breeze blows on the face will contain a strong fragrance.

This is a war without a winner.

Only Roger was still looking for opportunities, looking for opportunities to become winners, thinking that Feng Yue would regain his divine nature. As time went by, Neotolia's power began to decline rapidly, and the only few high-level demons left on the earth were at the end of their strength.

Roger is getting closer to his goal.

But he couldn't laugh.

At this moment, he laughed. Can he laugh to the end?

The real winner. The high gods in the heavenly realm. As the planes in the Demon Realm fell down, Roger didn't know how much time he could have in his position.

Neotolia's body suddenly burst out with an extremely strong light. The light contained indescribable heat, and the blood flowing on the battlefield of the Demon Realm instantly evaporated. The millions of demon warriors who had just fallen were also ignited by the light. In an instant, the blazing flames had dominated the land of the Demon Realm!

This is the last effort of the Wisdom Angel. He tried to cleanse the entire demon world in advance, although it was absolutely impossible to succeed.

The light dissipated immediately, and Neotolia turned into a small sun, flew towards the distant sky, and in a blink of an eye it rushed into the dense clouds.

The thick clouds suddenly turned red, then exploded into flames all over the sky, falling out of the sky that had been hidden behind the clouds.

The sky is clear and blue, and in the sky, a majestic gate to heaven is standing!

The sun transformed into Neotolia rushed into the gate of heaven like a meteor, and behind him, the remaining fighting angels also entered the gate of heaven like birds returning to the forest.

The two indescribable gates of the heavenly realm slowly closed. The moment the doors closed, the entire demon world trembled for a moment.

Rog, the Demon Emperor, and the Roga stood quietly, looking up at the gate of the heavenly world that was majestic, magnificent and majestic. Even the dying Miro struggled to raise his head and stared at the sky silently. The Demon Dragon King leaned on the huge rock at the highest holy peak and slowly closed his eyes.

In the sky, clouds were generated from nothing. At first, several strands of cloud silk were gathered into pieces. Finally, thick clouds formed in the sky of the Demon Realm, covering the gates of the heaven.

The gate of heaven is the source of all glory in the legend and the beginning of all disasters.

Roger breathed a long sigh and withdrew his gaze. He tried to stretch the wings behind him. As soon as the blue wings spread, a sharp pain came, which made Roger's mind dizzy again. The fat man was extremely tired at this moment, and the power on his body had been consumed completely, and he could only barely support him to float in the air.

Roger closed his eyes for a moment, and his mental power slowly extended to all directions. As he gradually became familiar with the rules of the demon world, his power returned to his body bit by bit, and the blue wings behind him gradually stretched out, rejuvenating the misty blue starlight.

The war between the Demon Realm and the Heavenly Realm has ended, but the war between Roger has not yet ended.

He opened his eyes and turned to look at the holy peak in the distance. The Demon Emperor and Loga stood on the Holy Peak, looking at him. Roga's war was not easy. The Demon Emperor's power was as vast as the sea and was slowly recovering. And Loga was actually at the peak of her power, just like the battle just now did not consume any of her power at all. It was just that Roga needed a divine character, and they had a divine character. At this time, the identity of the Dark Demon God agent of Luoga was very clear, so her power was strange and powerful, but the divine character was not as powerful as the Demon Emperor.

Roger stared at the Demon Emperor standing on the Holy Peak, his five fingers spread out one by one, and the giant flaming sword slowly slid out of his hand and fell to the earth of the Demon Realm.
Chapter completed!