However, these angels are worthy of being magic sticks that have been used for hundreds of thousands of years. The way they appear is quite intimidating. Maybe they can really confuse many novice adventurers. I raised my head and looked at the increasingly dazzling holy light in the sky.

Listening to the moving hymn, his expression became slightly more solemn.

Perhaps, in the eyes of other adventurers, light is light and hymns are hymns, just like the sea is the sea and not other things, it seems natural.

I am afraid that only a few of us can see the horror under the deep sea from this "ocean".

It is impossible to describe the feeling in detail. The breath of power, tranquility, and sanctity faintly coming from the sky makes people feel peaceful and warm unconsciously, and they feel close to and trust the owner of the breath.

But, precisely because of this, it feels even more terrifying, because even we pseudo-field masters are not consciously affected by this aura of power, let alone other people.

field!!

An idea popped out of my mind in an instant, yes, only a field with attributes can achieve this level.

As if responding to my thoughts, six angels slowly fell from the dazzling sky. One took the lead, and the other five followed side by side. They spread their white wings and floated down from the sky.

The most eye-catching one is undoubtedly the leading angel. Although he has only one pair of wings like the five angels behind him, his wings are undoubtedly whiter and larger. The unabashedly powerful aura makes the angels behind him

The five angels were overshadowed.

A true two-winged angel, a master in the field!!

Even though he was prepared in his heart and even expected that the four-winged angels would come to join in the fun, when a real two-winged angel and a domain-level master appeared in front of him, he still couldn't help but be shocked. This was the first time he had experienced it since he came to Diablo.

The strongest master I have ever seen.

What? Old Man Gallon? Maybe he is better than the two-winged angel in front of me, but the old man who rolls up his trousers to expose his leg hair when eating, even if his true identity is God, he will not give people even a little bit of strength and momentum.

Shock and intimidate.

Feeling the huge momentum exuded by a true field-level master, I almost forgot about my identity as a player and the fact that I would ask Carlos to fight later. It took me a while to come back to my senses, and my heated mind gradually calmed down.

These six angels landed on the ring. At this time, even a fool might come out. They are here as the referees of this final.

The arrival of the two-winged angels was probably a matter of necessity. In the semi-finals, during the battle between Carlos and Seattle, the angel referee, who was a quasi-two-winged angel, could no longer cover the scene. People like the angels who pay attention to face and kung fu

Race, it is natural to send a two-winged angel as the referee in the finals.

But isn’t the lineup of one second winger and five quasi-second wingers a bit too exaggerated?

"Didn't Akara tell you that the four-winged angel might also come?"

I turned my head and asked the other elders. The old drunkard next to me was indeed an old man. When the angel came just now, everyone was stunned, and she was the only one picking her nose.

"I'm just saying it's possible. Do you think the four-winged angels are just street vendors? The entire angel clan can be counted on five fingers. It's natural for these big shots who have so many things to do, even if they can't spare time."

The old drunkard rolled his eyes at me.

"Then who is the important guest received by Akara?" I couldn't help but feel even more confused.

"who knows!!"

The answer was still the old drunkard's blank look. I guess I asked the wrong question. This guy is known as the camp's third-party manager, and he probably knows less about the inside story than I, the errand boy.

"My name is Ericl, the angel of power Ericl, the commander of the 12th brigade under the command of the four-winged angel Remiel. I feel honored to be the referee of this final."

The two-winged angel named Ericle spoke word for word in a slow and solemn tone. His eyes with golden pupils slightly scanned around the ring and met the eyes of the adventurers. All the adventurers who came into contact with his eyes,

They all felt that golden gaze coming straight through, and a solemn and peaceful warmth flowing from their eyes.

The angels can survive for so long, so they naturally have a set of rules for getting along. In those third-rate novels, the angels in those third-rate novels always act like roosters and look down on "lowly human beings". I really don't know their lifespans of tens of thousands of years.

Did they all survive the dog?

The hierarchy of angels is very strict. From bottom to top, they are ordinary [angels] without wings, [archangels] at the quasi-two-winged level, [powerful angels] at the two-winged level, and [angels] at the quasi-four-winged level.

[Power Angel], the four-winged [Power Angel], the quasi-six-winged level [Master Angel], and the six-winged level, which is now the number one master of the angel clan, Michael, the leader of the angel clan, is the [seat]

Angel】.

It is said that before the Doomsday War, when the angel clan was at its most prosperous, the quasi-four-winged class, that is, the level below [powerful angel], angels, archangels, and powerful angels were just cannon fodder of the lower third class.

As for the six-winged [Seat Angels] and below, the Power Angels, Power Angels, and Lord Angels are just the main force of the middle and third levels.

Only angels and above are the real trump cards. Angels and above, there are Cherubim and Seraphim, corresponding to eight-winged angels and ten-winged angels respectively. However, these guys have long been killed in the doomsday battle, well

Well, it's really a good thing for us humans.

However, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even the declining Angel Clan is far beyond the reach of our Adventurer Alliance. Ericl's strength is at the second-wing level, and his identity is the captain of a group. Usually a group

There are 100-2000 soldiers, and there are several quasi-second-wing squad captains under them. Above the captain, there is the quasi-four-wing commander, who usually leads more than a dozen captains, and above that are the five angel clan leaders.

There are four-winged angels that can be counted on one finger, and all of them are ruled by the seraphim Michael.

Don't count on the above, the Angel Clan only needs to send a large team to sweep the entire Adventurer Alliance of the First and Second Worlds.

"Now, I would like to invite the two contestants of this final, Druid Wu Fan and Paladin Carlos, to appear."
Chapter completed!