In fact, the biggest mistake of the gods is to miscalculate one thing-the arrival of the angels is not just to respond to the call of the gods!

The gods can be said to be completely trapped in human inertial thinking. Every time before, the gods gave their vitality to summon the coming of angels, but the angels never appeared in this world before they were called. So for granted, these gods thought that if they did not call, then those angels would not come down.

But is this fact really what they thought? When the gods put the fairest conditions they thought were on the table of the angels with full confidence, reality gave them a blow.

Because at that time, almost all the gods felt the vibration from their bloodline and soul, and that vibration was exactly the same as the feeling when they gave their vitality to summon the angels. However, this time, they did not feel the passing of their vitality. Just when the gods thought they had an illusion, the angels who broke through the air almost went crazy.

It turns out that as long as the God-Subduing Art is accomplished, in addition to sacrificing the vitality of the God-Subduing soldiers as they did in the beginning, the angels can also choose to sacrifice some of their own cultivation to achieve the goal of coming to life. But in fact, no angel has made such a choice, because compared to his own cultivation, in the eyes of those angels, the human being who can be called ant is much lighter.

Needless to say, the angels showed no mercy to the humans who offended their dignity. The gods who had originally fought side by side became enemies with the angels. In that battle, all the strongest gods in the Holy See completely disappeared from the long river of history, and at the same time, the destruction of the true image of this matter was also recorded.

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The angel Miarel did not say anything about Rossi's crying accusation. On the contrary, he became calmer.

"So this is why you later gave up the practice of holy power and began to switch to martial arts?" Miarel, the power angel, spoke lightly.

"That's right!" Rosie yelled with a hoarse throat again, "Otherwise? Continue to cultivate the holy power, and then be like my ancestors, and you will destroy your soul as a sacrifice?"

"So what you said makes me no longer have the chance to be born..." Rossi didn't notice at all. At this time, the powerful angel Miarel had a sarcastic look on his face.

"What would happen if I had revealed my past events? Once your conspiracy was revealed in front of others, would anyone have practiced this magical art before? No one has practiced this magical art, you angels, no, do you poor parasites still have a chance to come to this world?" When Rosie said this, he had a hint of pride on his face.

"A long time ago, of course, when you showed your sinister face, I was ready. I arranged for my absolute confidant. Once I died, whether it was natural or accidental death, he would take out the diary of my ancestors and tell the world that by then, do you think there would be a priest from the Holy See to practice the magic of divine descendants? So, my dear angel Miarel, whether it is for yourself or for your poor compatriots who have not yet arrived, you would better consider what you should do, but never do what you regret."

"What do you want?" Rosie, who was caught in pride, didn't notice at all. The Angel Miarel did not show any panic about his threat just now. On the contrary, the sarcasm on his face became even more intense.

"Let me go, and then apologize to me. Of course, I will give me all the practice methods you passed on to my ancestors back then. And if I call you to come to the world, you'd better use your own power to get the world..." Rossi said in a series of conditions.

"Is there anything else?" At this time, the angel Miarre looked at Rossi with his eyes as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Of course there is..." Rossi was about to continue, but unfortunately, the power angel Miarel was already impatient.

"And you are ready to die?" Miarel, the angel of force, interrupted Rossi's words.

What? Rosie blinked and thought he had heard it wrong: "Did you not hear it? I said that if I die, the things covered by your angels will be made public, and you are not afraid of you..."

"So what?" Mirell, the angel of power, no longer wanted to listen to this person's overestimation of his own strength. "Do you think you are the only one who knows about this?"

"What do you mean?" Suddenly, a very bad premonition surged into Rossi's heart. At this time, he finally noticed that the angel Miarel was wrong. Because at this time, the angel Miarel looked too calm, as if his trump card had no effect on him at all. How could this happen? What did he miscalculate? Aren't he worried? Or did he think he dare not do this?... Although he had tried hard to hide it, the angel Miarel still showed his anxiety on Rossi's face.

"Do you really think you are the only one who knows about this?" Miarel, the angel of angel, looked at Rossi with a smile, "What a naive little guy, what should I do? Your stupidity really makes me feel very unwilling to admit that I had responded to your call, because that really embarrass me."

"Tell me clearly!" Resisting all kinds of uneasiness, Rossi asked again.

"Didn't you realize the law of the gods appearing in your Holy See?" The angel Miarel looked at Rossi with sympathy. He was such a poor little guy. Could it be that he really only appeared now?

"The law of the appearance of the gods?" Rossi was stunned. In the past, no one reminded him that he had not noticed it. However, at this point, with his talent, Rossi quickly discovered something wrong. At the same time, a bone-black chill slowly rose from the soles of his feet until it penetrated his whole body.
Chapter completed!