Heroes of the Invincible Undead

Seeing that Rhode did not intend to elaborate, Alama wisely did not ask.

Everyone has their own secrets, especially a powerful magician like him. There are so many secrets in his body. Sometimes it is not a good thing to go deep into so many.

"With this angel as the experimental material, I believe I can go further in the process of searching for the perfect creature." Looking at the angels beside him, Alama sighed deeply, not knowing whether he was feeling the strength of the angel or I sighed the horror of the giant in front of me.

"You should have been waiting for this angel for a long time?" Rod asked actively.

"Of course." Alama nodded, stretched out his hand, and gently brushed the angel's long golden hair. "It is said that angels are the most perfect creatures. They will not grow old, hungry, and have no gender. They live in the holy land of the Erasian people, in the cloud city in the sky, and live a life full of love and tranquility with the souls of good people. Only when the holy kingdom is in crisis, they will cut off evil."

"You are wrong, we are divided into genders." The angel with a male face was not irritated by Alama's actions. He was following Rhodes's orders and cooperating with Alama's every move to correct the words in his words. error.

"I mean your body, not the concept in your heart. Angels can't multiply on their own, can they?" Alama asked.

"You can say that. Before becoming an angel, I was the soul living in the cloud city. When one day, my faith is sufficiently pious, I will become an angel serving God." The two-winged angel replied.

For Alama, the angel's answer did not exceed his expectations. On the contrary, he was very interested in another thing: "Do you know how many souls that can become angels exist in the cloud city?"

When Alama asked this, the angel laughed: "This question of you is like asking how many sand there are in the river and how many stars are in the sky. How many souls, all pious souls, have the potential to become angels."

Alama flicked the angel's long hair, and even Rod fixed his eyes. He knew that what the undead angel said was true.

In the third expansion, the most eye-catching part of the Elasia side is their angel army. How many devout Erasian people have existed throughout the ages? Rhodes didn't know, but that number must be more than he imagined.

The death of the stigmata occurred probably five centuries ago, but before that, the holy kingdom of Elasia had existed for thousands of years. According to some bards, the original pattern of the entire continent was determined by the great It was divided by the archangel and the apostles.

The devout people whose souls have been attracted for countless years have the potential to become angels. Even Bracada, who was born as the **** of the mage, dare not confront the gradually weakening Elasia in the most powerful golden age. The confrontation is enough to explain the horror of those angels.

On weekdays, the souls in Yunzhong City lead a quiet and peaceful life. Once they learn that after the entire Elasia has been caught in the flames of war, their worries will turn into devotion to God, which is enough to produce a large number of angels in a short period of time, showing extreme The power of horror, except for the Hell Legion in its complete form, no force can compete with the Angel Legion.

"Thank you for the information. With your assistance, I might be able to crack the secret of the eternal existence of angels. But for now, please turn into a female appearance." Alama showed some greed in his eyes, which increased the amount in his hands. Action, said.

"What are you going to do?" It was not the angel who asked this sentence, but Rhode not far away.

Rod looked at Alama strangely. In Rod’s impression, he was accustomed to seeing strange-looking alien creatures. His own aesthetics would always change more or less. The beauty in their eyes was completely different from other creatures. Different, from the scoring standards of the alien creature contest, Rhode can see one or two. If he knew that Alama liked this, Rhode didn't even need to bring angels, only a few succubus could seduce him.

"Lord Rhodes doesn't know anything, this is my secret..." Alama said with a look of embarrassment.

"Okay." Rod shrugged. Since Alama didn't want to say more, he didn't need to ask more.

Alama hesitated for a moment, and finally, under Rhode's gaze, he put down the gray hood that had been worn on top of his head, revealing the bare top of his head, which was mostly bald.

Beside him, Margaret showed a strange look, but Rod was a little surprised. He didn't expect Alama's true face under the hood to be like this.

"Will the wizard be bald?" Rod asked with his eyelids twitched.

Alama scratched his bare head and replied: "I have many secrets that can make me put on charming hair again, but I have not been able to find a suitable one. The angel in front of me has solved me. The troubles of the angels, the whole body of the angels is perfect, especially their hair. This is no longer a secret."

"I understand the truth, but why do you want this angel to become a woman?" Rod asked strangely.

"According to the research conducted by enchanters, angels themselves have no gender, but the external gender they show is consistent with people’s consistent impressions. In other words, the hair of female angels is softer and smoother than that of male angels. "Allama analyzed seriously.

Luo Luode was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Alama's side, gradually turning into an angel with a female appearance, always feeling a little strange.

"Do you think what he said is reasonable?" Shaking his head, Rod looked at Rowling and couldn't help asking.

"Maybe." Rowling shook the thick hair behind her and replied to Rod.

Not far away, Agrand circled the angels for a few laps, smacked his lips, and commented: "You are really strange, you are not a big devil like me at all."

The archangel Haselin glanced at him contemptuously: "What's so strange about this? I remember the lord of **** was once an archangel. If you want to be strange, then slowly be strange to him."

"You..." Aglan was so excited by his words, but couldn't find any words to refute for a while, so he gave him a stern look.

Luo Luo was taken aback. He glanced at Haselin. Without saying anything, he refocused his gaze on Alama the enchanter: "I still have a few angels here. If you need them, they are all yours. Experimental materials, but as a transaction, I need to use your power to attack the treasure house in the cloud with me."

"This sounds like a very good deal." Alama smiled satisfied.