Although the light explosion that occurred in the town did not destroy everything here, the invisible energy fluctuations did not dissipate. In one day, it attracted three different groups of people to check. The first one to arrive was Raphael.

He stood in the middle of the town, feeling the remaining energy fluctuations here, and after a moment, he walked out of the town without saying a word.

After walking out of the town, Raphael said to his men.

"We'll go back to the holy land."

The angels naturally followed the orders, only Yan Lang was a little curious and pretended to ask without knowing it.

"Isn't our order encirclement and suppression of the angel of unknown origin?"

Raphael's golden eyes stared at the Flame Wolf for a moment.

"Can I trust you?" he asked.

"That depends on what trust you are talking about?" Yan Lang said.

"You are on the side of truth and justice."

"I can only guarantee that I will not stand in any direction, and where I am, my position is my position."

Yan Lang answered an ambiguous answer.

Raphael thought for a while, and then answered Yanlang.

"The things here are a bit unusual. There is an uncontrolled, new angel. I am a little worried about the Holy Land, so I would rather return to the Holy Land, guard and wait than continue to search for the so-called angel. This may be the enemy's trap."

"But this is Lord Michael's order."

"But it is not God's command." Raphael looked at the Flame Wolf, "so in a sense, I am fighting for God, not for some angel and descendants of God."

Not all the angels are fools, Yan Lang thought, and asked again: "What about Uriel?"

"I will tell him my thoughts, but what he will choose is his business. I will quietly return to the holy land," said Raphael.

"If you want me to walk with you, do what you want."

Yan Lang replied, anyway, he was wandering around the battlefield where he was fighting everywhere. That was almost telling others. Hey, there was a target or a small wave ss here, so he wouldn't do such a stupid thing.

"That's what I hope," said Raphael. "As far as the situation is concerned, I would rather choose you than choose my brothers."

The brothers he mentioned were naturally Michael and Gabriel, Uriel, etc.

Yan Lang smiled and did not give this answer.

Perhaps for Raphael, the virtue of honesty can still be seen in the seraph, so he really told Uriel his thoughts as he said, but Uriel did not agree with his thoughts, but laughed at him as a coward, so the two parted ways.

"Mr. Uriel, should you tell Lord Michael about this situation?"

The angel standing beside Urier asked this.

"No need." Uriel shook his head, "it was no help to tell Michael, he was not really able to command Raphael."

What he didn't say was that Michael was not very cold to him, because Uriel was not willing to obey Michael in everything, so instead of telling Michael Raphael's return, he might as well keep him in the dark. Speaking of which, he was also a little worried that Michael and Abel would do something strange in the holy land.

But even if he did, Uriel didn't care. It was different from Raphael's wholeheartedness for God and Michael had a ulterior motive. Among these seraphs, Uriel was a little special and a little "pure", saying that it was special because even at the beginning, he did not fully comply with all the will of God, but it was right to say that it was "pure" because Uriel, the only thing that the seraph who once guarded the underworld, was fighting.

Speaking of which, at this point, he is extremely similar to Abdon, who is a "war". He is both a fighting fanatic, so at the moment when the battle is about to begin, he certainly does not want to go back and get involved in the battle between the seraphs.

Speaking of which, the angels who were reincarnated on the continent really had their own purposes. No one knew Michael's purpose, Raphael was to find the traces of God, Gabriel was always following Michael's footsteps, and he was naturally for the fight, and Shalier, Medanzo, and Remil, who had no purpose, remained in heaven.

Staying in heaven is a boring thing, Uriel thought.

At this moment, he stood on a castle in a high mountain, looking down at the bottom of the canyon. After the level of the canyon below him, there were dense crowds of tens of thousands of Templars, warriors, and angels. When he continued to move his eyes from behind the level, he would see a dense black tide on the plain in front of the canyon, like an ant colony, whistling towards this side.

That was a army of vampires.

Just keep it like this? That would be boring, Urier thought.

Then he made the decision.

He raised the sword in his hands and began to chant in a low voice.

Although he was chanting in a low voice, the strange rhythm could be clearly conveyed to all the warriors, knights, and priests present.

What is Lord Urier doing?

They all raised their heads and looked at the castle above their heads, and the angels who knew the angels began to get excited, they knew what it was.

War and light blessing prayer.

Lord Urier is going to fight, not defend himself.

With Urier's chanting, in the dark night sky, it suddenly seemed like sunlight suddenly pierced through the clouds. From the sky of the night, several huge beams of light suddenly fell. With the dancing light feathers, the entire canyon seemed to be shrouded in the sun.

When the light shone and shone on these warriors, knights and priests, in addition to the warmth that was as bright as the spring sun, they also felt that all the fatigue and discomfort in their bodies were dispelled, while their facial features and strength were constantly accumulating and accumulating, feeling like they had endless sources of power, and psychological tension, fear, and anxiety disappeared, feeling as if the hand of God was comforting themselves, and God was standing behind him.

After chanting, Urier spoke.

"Will darkness still exist where the light shines?"

"Won't!"

The answer to him was the neat answers of tens of thousands of people, which buzzed the entire canyon.

"But now, darkness is coming ahead, but what is above your head is light. Wherever you go, all darkness will disappear and no longer exist."

Uriel said slowly, and after saying this, he paused for a moment before saying it again.

"Since you have light on your head, do you still need to defend yourself when the darkness comes when it comes to you?"

Uriel's question is very simple. No matter how stupid a person is, he can tell what it means. He wants to fight! He wants to defeat the invading army of vampires!

If it were in the past, there might be some people who were doubtful and hesitant, but now, they have been inspired by Uriel and the blessing of light, without hesitation and shouting.

"unnecessary!"

They really don't think it is necessary. Light is coming in the dark, and there are thousands of angels walking around them. Seraph Uriel supervises the battle. How could he lose to the evil and despicable vampires and demons under such a powerful lineup of light?

Seeing this answer, Uriel nodded with satisfaction, then stroked the two-handed sword in his hand to the void in front of the level.

The level was rumbling open by invisible power.

"Fight, use your faith to dispel the darkness and eliminate the creatures that are evil that should not appear in this world!"

With Uriel drawing a sword in front of him, tens of thousands of Holy Roman Empire soldiers, knights, priests, and thousands of angels, let out deafening shouts, rushing forward like a tide of light.

The sunlight on their heads was also moving forward with the movement of the torrent, just like the night was shot out by the light, and the light in the gap was slowly heading towards the darkness in the distance.

...

Looking at the light that suddenly appeared in the distance, Lilith rubbed her temples with some headache.

"I really hate these people in heaven. They are really verbal skills max..."

"What does it mean?" Abdon, who was standing beside her, asked strangely. To him, the max meant something inexplicably and unfamiliar.

"Ah, this is what Cadias said in that world. It was his companion who told me that it means that the ability to talk with a mouth is first-class. It is very good. This ability has reached the top level."

"Like Rocky, or Villa?" Abiden thought of these two extremely famous kings of lies.

"It's almost the same," said Lilith, "but on our side are lies and sweet words, and on their side, they become inspiration and motivation."

Abdon just expressed his disdain for this, and then asked Asmontes next to him, "Who do you think it will be?"

"Michael must be hiding in the holy land, and Gabriel must be there. Raphael's style should be to defend the enemy. Medanzo and Remire's style is not like this. Shalier is also warlike, but it is definitely not so open and upright. There is only one left..."

"Uriel!" Abdon was excited, "This is mine, no one should compete with me."

"No one robs you, Azazle is not here, and Lucifer is not here." Asmontes said with a smile. The second belligerent was Azazle, and the strong revenge of Seraph. ** is Lucifer. These two people are not here, so even if the remaining demon kings are here, they will not fight to face a Seraph.
Chapter completed!