I Create an Angel Civilization in Marvel

For a time.

Only the roar of the citizens remained in the entire building.

And the whip?

His head was stepped on in the concrete floor and he couldn't raise his head.

Just relying on the strength of his battle armor?

How can it be.

Ailan is the second generation Angel's Body!

What's more, Ivan Vanke's head is estimated to be fainted after being stepped on, and he can't even get it out with a little strength.

Huan Roar continued.

But when one of them called out for judgment.

The whole crowd began to shout again in unison: Judgment! Trial! Trial!

The uniform sound of the trial echoed in the room.

The sober whip that was yelled by this voice slowly recovered.

He started struggling to get up.

But it didn't work.

Ailan's slender right leg stepped on top of his head like a Tarzan.

No matter how hard the whip is used, he can't get rid of it.

This is absolute power suppression.

At the same time this verifies that sentence.

His advice and small skills in Ailan's eyesight are all things that can be told to the sisters in the future and then laugh together.

Listen to the sound of judgment around.

Ailan felt the whip under her feet wake up.

The reason for waiting for him to wake up is to let the target be judged in a sober state.

Ailan's right hand opened in the air.

A wormhole opened and a long sword was carried out.

With a twist of her wrist, the long sword with the tip of the sword pointed upwards.

Ailan slowly moved the long sword over the heart behind the whip.

At the same time, the palm of the left hand covers the hilt.

Feeling that death is coming, the whip is struggling harder.

But it was of no use other than making him more like a bastard flutter now.

Trial! Trial! Trial!

Accompanied by the warm joy of Roar around.

At the moment, Ailan finally sternly and solemnly said: "You have done a lot of evil, provoking Angel, and your sin is unforgivable!"

"Today, my task of the King of Carriers is to replace my King to end your life!"

Accompanied by the sound of Megatron, all directions sounded.

Ailan pressed her hands down.

The struggling body is pouting! After a sound, it stopped immediately.

Luo Hua can start the trial on the forehead of the evil target.

Then Ailan will be judged on the target's heart while suppressing it.

This is the primary and secondary distinction.

At the same time it represents a different right.

Wu~~~~! ! ! !

The moment the whip stopped struggling.

All the citizens present jumped out from the corner and happily Roar!

Some of them embraced excitedly.

"Angel~! Angel~! Angel~!" The shouts kept coming.

Put away the long sword.

Ailan raised the high heels stepped on the head of the whip armor, and then walked to the original broken French window without delay.

She opened her wings, and under the gaze of the crowd, she waved her wings and disappeared.

For these normal people, Angel doesn't need to pay attention to them.

On the contrary, it is this sense of distance and gap that makes them believe in their hearts.

In this way, they will always admire Angel in their hearts.

at the same time.

In the Angel Building.

Luo Hua was sipping the tea made by Hexi while feeling the energy of faith soaring in his body.

While observing that Ailan came back.

Um?

At this time, Luo Hua made a nasal sound in confusion.

Hexi suddenly cast a curious look at the side.

"Ilan flew halfway and suddenly stopped on top of a tall tower."

At the moment above the tower.

There is a reason why Ailan suddenly stopped in a high-speed flight.

She raised her right hand, and then pinched the sleeve of her right hand with her left hand in a daze.

She just... found a burn mark on the sleeve of her right hand, probably the scorch mark of her thumb.

Thinking about it this way.

Wasn't it hot when she grabbed the whip?

Although Ailan's body is the second generation Angel's Body.

And the quality of the clothes... is also very good, and it won't get dusty.

But when you encounter that high-energy whip, you will surely be burnt.

And the most important problem is...

"This is the dress that Wang gave to me personally!"

Ailan pinched the location of the burnt mark and wanted to cry without tears.

"Why did I forget to change to other daily clothes? Why did I wear this one out!"

Although all the costumes are exactly the same.

But this is the only one of her that Luo Hua personally gave to Ailan.

No. There. The second.

At the moment Allan's mood fluctuated far more violently than in the long battle.

She could even feel her heart beating violently.

That is a manifestation of mood swings when distressed.

Ailan clenched his fists.

She suddenly wanted to turn around and fly back to the whip.

Don't ask why, because the result may be very unfair.

But her pace of turning around still came to a halt, and her wings did not wave.

"Oh~..."

Ailan sighed.

He stroked his chest to stabilize the beating heart.

Then he slumped his shoulders and slapped his wings and sent it to the Angel Building.

She was so happy that she had completed Wang's task.

When the time comes, Luo Hua will definitely praise herself.

But when this happened, Allan suddenly felt that the loss was too great.

They are all too big to accept.

Because the verbal praise can be repeated in the future.

However, even if there are not many angels who can own the physical objects delivered by hand!

"Oh~..."

At the thought of this Ailan sighed again, and then flew back on the way back in a daze.

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(Please ask for flowers, tickets, please provoke you, this is very important to me.).

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