Shadow of the Beautiful World

For some reason, a large number of users suddenly cannot open the web page to visit this site today. Please book friends to remember the domain name www.wuxiaspot.com (the first letter of literature + org dot com, wuxiaspot.com) to find the way home!

The eternal battle between heaven and **** has continued for some time.

This war can see neither the beginning nor the end.

In fact, with the exception of some stunned youths in some camps of both sides, people with a little knowledge know that this war continues to the present, and it has become the same situation as "walking through the field".

In the innumerable dimensions of the spread of the war, it seems that the two sides have come and gone, but it is only an armed confrontation.

There is little friction every day, but the real life-and-death battle is rare.

In the face of the entire dimension of hell, paradise is already weak, but the victory over the upper and lower minds can still be sustained.

The **** dimension is vast and its overall strength is superior to heaven, but the problem is that there is no real person in the **** dimension.

The seven kings of **** are fighting each other openly. Under the seven kings, there are countless restless demon warlords. The mutual attack between each other's dimensions is much higher than the intensity of the eternal battle.

In other words, at least 7 out of 10 losses in **** are caused by attacks on each other.

The dimension of **** cannot really cope with the offensive of heaven.

Unless a true **** king appears, unless there is a monarch on the throne of Satan who can command demons.

However, how easy is this?

Both sides of the war have advantages and disadvantages, and they both know each other's heels.

In this case, although the two sides are still at odds, the most basic tacit understanding still exists.

The Armistice is the product of this tacit agreement.

Of course, this is just a superficial statement. There is a big secret that must be forgotten behind the armistice, but this is not the time to say this.

Once every 1,000 years, the two sides set out a truce zone to discuss some trivial things that happened during the war.

Hell and heaven are very clear, it is absolutely impossible to end the eternal battle by relying on the negotiations of the armistice, so to be honest, neither side is too concerned about this matter.

But whether it is an angel, a demon, or a devil, they have fought for a thousand years and have decades of rest. Both sides are willing.

This is also a tacit understanding.

In fact, a truce is equivalent to a negotiating table. Although it is not available on the battlefield, it is difficult to obtain at the negotiating table.

But in addition to winning and losing, the two sides still have other things to talk about.

The control of the situation in some hot spots, or simply the exchange of prisoners of war, etc.

There are some things that cannot be done in the war, it is still appropriate to do it at the time of the armistice.

But since it is the place where the two parties negotiate, then the necessary rules must be there.

The first one, the most important one, cannot attack each other.

This is to ensure the safety of the representatives of both parties.

After all, it was an agreement made by God and the **** lord.

And in this case, those who can preside over the armistice will inevitably be big figures in both camps. In the event of a real accident, no matter who dies, they will directly anger one party, or both.

That means the outbreak of total war.

That is a terrible and terrible thing.

In this covenant of truce, Michael, the archangel, was sent from heaven. This man, whether in reality or in the biblical story, is a big man who truly holds the power of heaven.

In many cases, he can represent the will of God.

On the side of hell, after the seven kings of **** had a frustration, Beret, one of the 72 pillar demon gods, represented the power of hell.

These matters were set a dozen years before the start of the truce.

And most coincidentally, Michael and Beret are still "old acquaintances" on the battlefield.

They greeted each other, just like the scenes of the previous truce, as if they had put down their hatred to each other.

It’s like a friend who is not very familiar, but not a bad friend.

But just when Michael fell to the ground, the moment Beret went down the stairs.

Someone who shouldn't be in the armistice zone stood up.

The black wizard Neko Rodamus's legs were trembling, and an indescribable passion and impulse flowed like every current in every bone and every cell of his body.

He was very excited, apparently doing something big.

His eyes were crimson and he had bloodshot eyes, but there was also a trace of fear in his eyes that were as excited as a burning flame.

After all, they are legendary characters.

As long as there is a slight error, he will die without burial.

But what about that?

This dark luck witcher had never imagined that before he got the Dark Book 9 years ago, he would introduce a mortal and would perform such an "stimulating" action at this and here.

This is probably the so-called joke of fate.

The moment the dark wizard appeared, the archangel felt wrong.

In this real world, none of the near gods is simple.

As the top handful of existence under Heavenly Father, Michael's perception of danger is definitely not imaginable by a mortal like Neko Rodamus.

In fact, at the moment locked by the scope, the figure of the archangel becomes blurred.

But the speed of his movement was slightly slow at this moment.

"boom"

The silver-white archangel slaughterer spewed out blue flames, and the moment the black wizard pulled the trigger, the gadget flew out, and at the moment when it left the launcher, it entered a state of supersonic speed.

Fifteen meters in length, for this big killer where every inch of metal was born to kill the archangel, it was just a moment in the true sense.

But the archangel's gaze at this moment was not on the laughing black wizard.

Instead, he looked at the demon beret standing on the last ladder.

The latter's face was calm, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, creating a smile of unknown significance.

The guy's finger on the back pinched a weird handprint.

It was a magic with little lethality.

Its only effect is to make the enemy lose its mind instantly.

For a life like Archangel, this magical lasting effect will never take longer than a tenth of a second.

But for the moment...

This is a near-unsolved death.

A death trap against the archangel.

To be honest, Michael, the archangel accustomed to the wind and waves, really did not expect that the devil king Beret and the **** lord Marduk behind it actually dared to engage in such small actions in the armistice.

What do they want to do?

A sharp breath rushed across the face, and Archangel Michael could even see the surface of the silver-white missile, the one reflected, his own, handsome face.

He could see the consternation shining in his eyes, and the despair that should not appear in the eyes of the archangel.

He has countless ways to open such low-level weapons.

But unfortunately, the reaction time left for him is too little.

Perhaps it is the unknowable death that is about to come, so that illusions appear in front of Michael...

The blue and red lights are shining, like the starlight shining out of the star sea of ​​death.

Was it the shining star of death?

Do not...

wrong!

That is a person!

A man running fast!

A man running at nearly the speed of light!

He crossed the golden shield outside the armistice zone, and he was not blocked by the shield.

He is not an angel or a demon.

He is an ordinary person...

"Wow"

The silver-and-white missile with long golden hair flying around Michael at the top, the big killer called the archangel slaughterer, was forced to stay in place by a huge force in a sound of steel symphony.

The blue flame was still spraying behind the missile, like a roaring man, screaming to complete his assassination mission.

The entire missile was trembling, and the silver of Judas, which was reshaped at the top, seemed to smell the archangel's breath. It could not wait to taste the holy blood.

But it has no chance.

Hell Demon Beret's winning face was dulled.

The black wizard has not yet reacted. As a mortal, he seems to be immersed in the arrogant fantasy of successfully assassinating the archangel and triggering wars in all circles.

And Archangel Michael...

His heart was beating violently at this moment.

The shadow of death receded quickly and survived.

He was saved by an ordinary person.

Do not...

It is definitely not an ordinary person who can complete an impossible rescue under such circumstances.

The red cloak was swaying, and in the wing-like cloak, Clark Kent, wearing a krypton combat suit, still had time to show a smile to the archangel around.

The next second, his body flipped over, and the archangel slaughter that he held in his hand was like a shot put.

During Superman’s instantaneous contact and rotation, the gadget lost almost no kinetic energy, and its flying direction was changed by 180°. In the horrified and angry roar of the demon king Beret, the big killer screamed and crashed into hell. Conspirator.

In the human form, Belly, who had a big belly, looked at the silver-white missile flying towards him. His first reaction was to dodge.

As the **** demon directly connected with the dark wizard, he had seen the power of this thing with his own eyes.

At the moment, the tragic state of Barakil's soul-death that held the lightning came to mind. As a weapon that can wipe out the archangel, it can also easily wipe out an unguarded **** devil.

In less than 1 second, Beret and Michael switched roles.

He became the unlucky egg exposed to the eyes of the archangel slaughterer.

Does he want to die?

Of course he didn't want to die...

So the **** demon made an expected action.

Regardless of his identity, his lower body lowered, with an extremely embarrassed tumbling, dangerously avoiding the silver-white missile that flew past his head.

But as soon as he avoided the missile, the demon who was good at conspiracy gave a startled roar.

The breath of darkness erupted at this moment, and he turned into the twisted body of the **** demon, extending the claws of darkness like bugs, wanting to hold the missile that flew towards the gate of **** opened behind him.

Can't let it fly into the Marduk **** behind...

This matter has gone wrong.

The ordinary man who saved Michael was definitely not here by accident. The news has been leaked and this matter was used by another conspirator!

And their purpose is definitely not just to prevent the full battle between **** and heaven!

Because if they want to do that, today’s truce is impossible!

They let everything go to the present, but at the last moment, they shot abruptly and let everything deviate from the right track. Those guys who planned for so long must be conspiracy.

They must be expecting richer and more arrogant returns...

The cunning **** demon didn't even dare to think down at this moment.

His only thought now is to stop the missile before it enters the Marduk **** following the gate of **** behind him.

The dark claws were flying in the air, like a foraging viper flying towards a flying silver-white rocket, just a touch away to reach it!

"boom"

But Clark's heavy punch also hit the demon beret at this moment.

The high-level demon king who commanded the 85 Hell Legion was beaten, and the claws he protruded also missed the silver-white missile.

Merlin asked Clark to come over to preside over the reality, but not only fancy his speed, but also the power of Superman.

Now that **** has targeted Marduk, he will definitely not let Beret go back here.

in other words...

Merlin not only wants to kill a **** lord today, but also destroys him with the strongest commander under the **** lord.

The **** lord Marduk is going to die, what do the loyal Beret do?

Do you want him to live to block Damon and Satana who are about to step on the throne?

One is also killing, and the other two are killing.

Since Merlin is strong enough, why do he want to play tricks?

"Swoosh"

The silver-white missile was moving like a beating fish.

In Beret's angry gaze, he entered the rapidly shrinking gate of Hell, and the moment the light dissipated, the thing disappeared without a trace.

"bass"

The sound of drawing a sword rang behind the Devil King.

Along with that voice, there was a breath like the sun.

Behind him, the archangel who had just walked away from the edge of death seemed to come out of the light. His ordinary black armor had burst out like a star.

In the flapping of white wings, the red ribbon was beating in the light of the armistice zone. Michael's face with a false smile just now was covered with frost at this moment.

The burning golden sword was held in his hand, and the horn of heaven that could call the Seraph Legion was also held in his hand.

He stared at the **** demon Beret, he said one by one:

"Hell demons want war?"

"Heaven will give you war!"

"Woo, woo, woo"

A low, desolate horn sounded in the wilderness of Texas, and the demons surrounding the armistice zone clamored on the ground.

At the moment when the trumpet sounded, the two angels suspended in the sky turned into a flying golden light rain, smashing everything into a desolate valley.

The demons who did not die in the first wave of raids also started howling to fight back, and the calm valley turned into war ghosts at this moment.

The Archangel and Superman stuck the dull looking Hell Demon in the armistice zone one after the other.

It was only 3 seconds before the assassination began, and it was not until now that the dark wizard Neko Rodamus with a wild smile on his face reacted.

He was also decisive enough. In the face of great changes, he dropped the launcher in his hand and rushed out of the armistice.

The assassination failed...

Neither heaven nor **** will let him go.

What ambitious future left him at this moment, now it is most important to keep a small life.

"Night jackal!"

He screamed like a bereavement dog:

"Take me away from here!"

Alas, although driven into this place by fate, it is still a useless generation after all.

It's just that he doesn't know yet...

His death sign is already shining.

If you like the shadow trajectory of Meiman World, please collect it: (www.wuxiaspot.com) The shadow trajectory of Meiman World has the fastest literature update.