First Charge Of One Billion At The Start

In the darkness, a ball of holy light shrouded.

Vaguely, I saw a hazy figure slowly coming from the holy light, as if the god of heaven had descended into the mortal world.

This is an angel with a pair of beautiful and holy wings, perfect body proportions, just like a masterpiece of God.

She is a female angel with a perfect face that makes countless men crazy. She has long flowing golden hair and dances without wind. Behind her, she has three pairs of holy wings flapping lightly, spilling the holy light all over the sky.

"Angel?"

Mu Fan looked at the visitor in surprise, who turned out to be a beautiful angel, like an angel from heaven.

When Seymour saw her, his face changed suddenly, embarrassed, ashamed, nervous, etc.

Mu Fan looked at him, then looked at the beautiful angel, one of them was a holy angel, the other was a fallen angel, and two extremes.

But he felt that there was a nuisance between the two, and his heart suddenly became interested.

A fallen angel, fell in love with a holy angel?

"Amy, why are you here?"

Seymour asked awkwardly, a little confused.

Amy, the holy seraph in front of her, has a flash of anger on her face.

"Why are you here, isn't it because of you?"

She had an angry expression on her face, as if Seymour had a deep hatred with her.

This makes Mu Fan's gossip fire blazing, is it possible that this holy angel is Seymour's old friend?

Just thinking about it, she saw her raising her hand to condense a ball of holy light, blasting on Seymour's body.

As for Mu Fan, he didn't hurt in the slightest, as if he hadn't been directed at him. He just hit Seymour and screamed.

"Ah..." Seymour screamed, smoking all over his body.

He was burned by the Holy Light in pain, and the Holy Light had strong restraint and damage to the fallen angels, which made Seymour who was already seriously injured even worse.

It was already miserable, but now it has become even more miserable. Smoke is all over, and the feeling of being burned by the holy light is really uncomfortable.

Mu Fan's face jumped as he watched, and his heart was a little embarrassed. This holy angel was really violent. He beat Seymour and screamed as soon as he met, so pitiful.

"Mia, stop it." Seymour called out painfully.

And Mu Fan stepped aside and looked at them happily. There was a good show.

Sure enough, Amy's face suddenly fell cold when she heard this, her wings shook, and she came to Seymour in a blink of an eye, holding his collar with one hand and lifting it up.

"Stop it?" Amyia sneered: "Seymour, have you forgotten that you broke into the temple five hundred years ago, ruined my sacred promotion, and took away my territory star deed."

When these words came out, Mu Fan who was watching the play was stunned.

He looked at Seymour with weird eyes, this guy, could the star contract she just gave him be the one she said, grabbed it?

Sure enough, Seymour's expression became unnatural, and he forced a smile: "That was an accident, really, you have to believe me, I broke in accidentally, I didn't see anything at the time."

"I swear." Seymour explained solemnly.

Amyia said with a cold face, and hummed: "Dirty fallen angels, your words are all lies, none are credible. They have tarnished my sacred reputation and took away my territorial contract. This account is enough. I have been waiting for 500 years, and I have to make a clear calculation with you today."

"Don't don't don't, just say it if you have something to say." Seymour said tremblingly.

He looked at Mu Fan and exclaimed, "Brother, help, she is crazy and will kill us both."

Huh!

Amyia narrowed her eyes, then turned her head and glanced at Mu Fan, revealing a strong warning, as if to say that you dare to intervene?

Mu Fan spread his hands, shrugged and said: "You continue, I can't see it, this is your personal business, I can't help it."

Seymour who said this was desperate, and said with a nervous look: "Mu Fan, good brother, you can't help but die like this."

"You are the one who got the Star Contract, and she will never let you go." Seymour said this, and Amyia, who hadn't cared, suddenly became angry.

She stared sharply at Mu Fan, and asked in a cold voice, "What he said is true. You took the Star Contract and signed it?"

Mu Fan's face turned dark, and he glared at Seymour fiercely, scolding this kid for being ignorant, which pot shouldn't be opened and which pot should be picked, isn't this looking for a temptation?

"Yes, I signed the Star Contract. Why, do you have an opinion?" Mu Fan looked at her faintly, without a trace of fear on his face.

There was a cold light in Amy's eyes, her hand squeezed, and Seymour's neck squeezed, making Seymour's face green in fright.

"Mu Fan, help." Seymour wailed for help.

Mu Fan ignored him. Instead, he looked at Ameya and said, "Hey, I said, if you ask him to settle the account, it will even increase, but you can understand one thing clearly."

"This planet has been my territory from now on, and Seymour was captured by me, and I'm about to take it for a bounty. You can't kill him."

"Third, remove your sacred formation, otherwise, I will treat you as a provocation. You have threatened my territory, and I can kill the threat ruthlessly."

Mu Fan said something calmly, with a strong warning.

As soon as this word came out, Seymour was dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

And Aimea looked at Mu Fan in surprise, and sneered: "Humans, a low-level civilization, have any qualifications to negotiate terms with me?"

"Now, I will give you two ways to leave, or die."

Amy said proudly, not paying attention to Mu Fan at all. Human beings are all fragile, a low-level civilized race.

Angels, as a member of the Protoss, naturally have their proud capital.

But it doesn't work in front of Mu Fan. It doesn't matter whether you are a god or not, as long as you are against it, you will be the enemy.

"Then there is nothing to talk about?" Mu Fan chuckled. As soon as his words fell, dense formations suddenly appeared around him, and a powerful formation appeared in the god formation.

This formation directly shrouded Amyia in it, making her stunned.

"Void Carving Formation, are you a legendary formation master?" Amya looked at Mu Fan in surprise, surprised.

Only then did I realize that I couldn't see through Mu Fan, and I was alert, and finally started to face Mu Fan as a human being.

Looking at the dignified face of Amy, Mu Fan said in a calm tone: "I also give you two choices, one, give me 1,000 sacred stones, Seymour, you take it away for disposal."

"Second, put Seymour down and get out immediately, otherwise you will kill you without mercy."

Mu Fan looked at her quietly after speaking.

Amyia was so angry that she had never seen such an arrogant human being, and even a human legend would have to respect her when she saw her.

Now, this human being is not only disrespectful, but arrogantly trying to challenge the gods?

"Do you know what will happen to the Blasphemy Race?" Amya asked with a cold face, holding back his anger.

Mu Fan shrugged: "I don't know, but I know one thing. People or gods who want to kill me will die miserably in the end."

"What if I don't choose?"

Amy asked lightly.

Hearing this, Mu Fan laughed, and his whole body climbed up steadily, curling up an interstellar storm, shaking the surrounding sky god patterns.

At this moment, Amyia was shocked, her beautiful face was full of horror, and she felt the threat from a human for the first time.

"God, it's not that I've never killed, but angels, this is the first time I have seen them. Today, killing an angel is not bad."

Mu Fan muttered slowly and methodically, completely not paying attention to the six-winged holy angel of the other party.

The atmosphere on the scene was solemn, and the space produced waves of waves. The two auras collided, and the war was about to start.

Seymour watched nervously, but screamed in his heart: "Fight, you two, hurry up."

He was holding Mu Fan and Amy Ya in two battles, and he could have the opportunity to slip away, and everything would be fine.

Unfortunately, the idea is very good, but the reality is cruel.

call!

The battle between the two did not start, and Amy was the first to remove her breath and regain her mighty power.

Mu Fan was surprised, although he was puzzled, he also took back his whole body aura.

"Seymour, I just want to ask you one thing."

"do you love me?"

Aimea turned her head directly, looked at Seymour who was being carried by the collar with a serious face, and asked him to be trapped in one sentence.

"puff!"

Mu Fan almost laughed, choked by his own saliva, looking at two angels with a strange face, one black and one white, one holy and the other dark.

A holy angel asked a fallen angel, do you love me?

Seymour was stunned and looked at Amyia blankly. He was so dizzy by the problem that he almost fainted.

"You... uh... what do you mean?" Seymour asked somewhat trapped.

He was so frightened by Amy's words that he jumped wildly with fright.

"Do you love me?" Amy asked again.

This time, Seymour was even more dazed, and said blankly: "Do you know what you are talking about? I am a fallen angel. You don't know what you are?"

"I know very well." Amya looked at him seriously.

I saw her expression suddenly softened, and she asked again: "I will ask you again, do you love me?"

boom!

Seymour's head roared, and a dilapidated feather trembling behind him was apparently so scared that the last feather fell off.

Quietly at the scene, only two angels, Amy and Seymour, were staring at each other silently, with an ambiguous atmosphere gradually permeating between them.

Mu Fan was embarrassed. He saw a holy angel with his own eyes and asked a fallen angel. The two really had an unknown past, and they were close friends.

But neither said a word, and Seymour was even more confused, unable to speak at all.

This guy is so stupid that Mu Fan can't stand it anymore.

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