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By noon the next day, Edlu still hadn't come back. Aiwaer got the gossip from someone who didn't know where she came from. She heard that there was something wrong with the prayer fountain, and Edlu was busy dealing with it.

I was immediately startled. Could it be because of what happened yesterday? No way, there was obviously no movement. Isn’t it normal that a little angel was born and given a name? Why?

I don't think it has anything to do with myself.

Maybe it's because I've always had a trouble-prone constitution, and it's causing trouble wherever I go. If something happens, I just think it's my fault.

Although this comforted myself, there was no guarantee that Edlu and the others would not think about this. In my impression, those officials were top-notch in shirking their responsibilities. In any case, no matter how Edlu would react, I chose to go first.

It's easy to take advantage of others and slip away.

The group of people packed up, as if they had done something bad, and quickly left the City of Prayer without encountering any obstruction. The majestic and majestic outline of the City of Prayer gradually became blurred, and Aiwaer and I coincidentally said the same thing.

He let out a long breath, then reacted and looked at the other person suspiciously.

"Why are you relieved? You must have done something bad in my house. It's not too late to go back and turn yourself in now. I will plead with grandpa and maybe I can spare your life."

"That's nonsense. Why do you want to relax? The pressure is so great in your own territory? Or is it because you do a lot of bad things and you have to look at running away from home every time? It's a natural habit?"

Just as we were about to get into a fight again, the twin princesses pulled us away again.

Why do I use so many "and"s?

Suddenly I discovered that people who smooth things over are really everywhere, and they are professional one-on-one. For example, when I have a fight with the evil dragon Lena, it is usually Aikalay who makes peace with me, when I have a fight with Ben Zina, it is usually Tia who makes peace with the pornographic maid.

When it comes to fighting, it's usually Carol who smooths things over, when it comes to quarreling with the little fox, it's usually Tamoya who smooths things over, and when it comes to fighting with Raphael... well, it should be said that when you're being bullied unilaterally by Raphael, it's usually Linya who does it.

Rescue.

Looking at it this way, it seems that I have many enemies? Otherwise, why do so many people have to help me smooth things over all the time?

With these strange thoughts running through my mind, I passed several familiar angel towns along the way. Finally, the main goal of this trip to heaven, the City of Holy Light, was already in sight.

If you have to make a comparison, the city of greetings looks like a kind woman, the city of prayer looks like a vibrant young man, and the city of holy light in front of you looks like a high-ranking holy king.

Every inch of the place exudes a sense of sacredness, majesty, solemnity, grandeur, and splendor, just like a long and arduous pilgrimage, finally arriving at the destination and seeing a scenery that is completely consistent with the holy land in my mind.

Almost everyone was immersed in the atmosphere of the City of Holy Light. Even if it was not the first time for them to see Angelil and Eva, their faces still showed a look of shock.

Even Tia, who was energetic and daring and never forgot about it when she got to heaven, wanted to lead her good friends to sneak in and find the source of magic, but she showed a reserved expression in front of the City of Holy Light.

It's like I, who has always been a death emperor, don't dare to offend the Fifth Master when I meet him for the first time.

Only the evil dragon Reina in the necklace was making comments and seemed to be quite dissatisfied with everyone's "succumbing to" the power of the Holy Light. You didn't show such an expression when you came to Dragon Paradise?

"Hey, you are quite calm. Could it be that you have come here secretly before?" The little female dragon found a clue. The expression was rich, and a certain Druid was startled. At this time, he was quite like everyone, and his performance made her still calm.

I'm satisfied, but I can't be merciful.

"Why did you say that?" I shook my hand in front of my chest and found that I was missing a fan, so I had to give up. Not everyone can pretend to be cool. God owes me a system, so I took note of it.

"You're watching other people's reactions."

"Isn't it the same as your first time here? Aren't you also very calm and observing other people's reactions?"

"I'm different."

"what is the difference?"

"I am a member of the giant dragon clan... ahem, how could I be shocked by the scenery of heaven." Through the necklace, I can also feel the pride and air of this little female dragon.

"It's just an illusion. If you have the ability to fight, only if you can beat us can you be considered capable."

"You're going a little too far..."

I am speechless. Heaven corresponds to hell, and your Dragon Paradise corresponds to higher heaven. This is the same as a university challenging an elementary school to a duel.

But the dragon is indeed a bit miserable. You see, everyone is developing downstream industries and agents. There is heaven under the higher heaven, hell under the lost paradise, what is under the dragon, the delicious dragon crocodile?

It’s no wonder that every time there is a world war, the dragon will be shot inexplicably, and then when the war is over, it’s like, holy shit, why is it that when you two fight, I’m always the one injured?

There is no way, there are many young men, many thugs, and many agent battles. The dragon can only bite the bullet and fight on his own. Is the loss not big?

"Drink!"

"What are you doing?" I shouted as I dodged a fatal attack from the dragon Rena's necklace.

"I always feel that you are thinking of bad things and looking down on our dragon family."

"Aiwaer...here, can we go in directly?" At this point, I was too lazy to complain about why this guy could read my mind through the necklace, so I turned around and looked at the tour guide this time.

Surrounding the City of Holy Light is a moat thousands of meters wide. Across the moat, there is a bridge connecting the majestic gate, which is enough for ten giant dragons to pass side by side. At both ends of the bridge railings, there are rows of tens of meters standing.

The huge angel statues, from the beginning of the bridge to the end of the bridge, are so neat that when viewed from the side, these statues are completely overlapped and can cure any mild or severe obsessive-compulsive disorder patient.

The statue is lifelike, with gleaming eyes under the gorgeous armor, as if it can come alive at any time. It doesn't look like a decoration, even if it is a decoration, the living angel guards standing upright on the bridge, with standard bows, guns and swords,

You can also explode any species, type and size of chrysanthemum, as long as you have the courage to break in all the way.

"Generally speaking, even ordinary angels cannot enter and exit the City of Holy Light at will without any duties or tasks." Ai Wa'er may be in a good mood, and she patiently spreads some common knowledge about heaven to us.

"Didn't you say that all angels must come to the City of Holy Light for further training, and only after graduating from here can they be considered a qualified angel warrior?"

"That's right."

"I don't seem to have seen the training ground. It can't be in the City of Holy Light. Although it is not small, it is still a little too small as a training ground."

"It's inside."

"ha?"

"Do you have any questions about us angels using different dimensions?"

"No...no..." Then I remembered that there is such a setting. Even the alliance has a cow level. Why don't the angels come up with something more advanced that is worthy of their status?

"But there are training grounds in other cities, so why not use a different space to make it more convenient?"

“The place is big enough, you can do whatever you want.”

"..."

I found that many guys who stay around me for a long time will automatically acquire a sharp-tongued passive attribute. Look at Angel M, how serious and serious she was before. Look at her now. If her grandfather had knowledge,

How sad it should be.

"According to what you say, we still can't get in?"

"Leader Tyrell has already said hello. As distinguished guests, you have the right to enter and exit the City of Holy Light at will."

"Oh~" Tia let out a meaningful exclamation, and then I landed a knife on her forehead and gave a very subtle reminder.

"No abuse of rights."

"Oh~" This response made me feel weak. I still underestimated this little girl. I thought she would be easily overwhelmed by the pressure of the City of Holy Light. Unexpectedly, Girl Dia's death-seeking skills are also increasing day by day.

ah.

What Aiwa'er said was right. After confirming our identities, under the watchful eyes of a large group of angel statues and a large group of angel guards, we walked through the magnificent arched city gate more than a hundred meters high.

Angels all have wings and can fly, so I can’t understand why they would build a wide moat and a city wall engraved with complex runes. Although it looks very majestic and spectacular, it is inconsistent with the practical naming style of angels.

It's not quite consistent. Regarding this, Aiwa'er only said one sentence to me.

You can try flying over the moat from above, crossing the city wall and entering inside.

Considering that her tone was full of encouragement and considering that this guy had malicious intentions towards me, I decided not to try. After successfully passing through the City of Reception and the City of Prayer, I was already full of confidence in my ability to restrain myself.

The premonition of tears behind bars is indeed an illusion and does not exist.

After entering the City of Holy Light, we have a more intuitive understanding of this main city of angels. Our vision is always filled with white runes, angel statues, and even strange buildings floating in the air with super-era appearances.

I can't find any words that can accurately describe its style. If I had to describe it forcefully, it would probably feel like magic + science fiction.

It's as if you've entered a world where technology is more advanced than yours, and you've entered the interstellar era. Words like nuclear fission, nuclear, poly, plasma, cation, electron, quantum Konoko, etc. can be seen everywhere. What's even more frightening is that the guys here also know magic. Under every building

There is a magic circle hidden in every room, a World-Destroying Demon King is sealed in every room, everyone is squinting, this is the world.

However, there is a lack of entertainment and only the solemn and solemn atmosphere of the retro period. Walking on the broad street, I dare not even take a breath.

To sum up, this place does not look like a place where normal people live.

Eva'er, who was walking in front, turned back: "We've arrived at our destination. Do you want to visit the city first, settle down first, or go to see the leader of Tyrell first?"

"I want to eat first...ahem, no, let's find a place to stay first."
Chapter completed!