"Where is the scepter?" The leader of the rebel army moved his subordinates' shoulders with both hands. He was very strong, pinching his bones creaking, ignoring his subordinates' moans, asking loudly: "Where is the scepter?"

"I, I didn't find it." The subordinate said tremblingly: "OK, someone should have seen it, so why not ask."

The leader of the rebel army was stunned and suddenly looked at Robert lying on the ground: "Get up! Get up!"

Robert was dead and could not die anymore, and the leader had to regret that he was too impulsive just now.

"Chief, I, we found this..." At this time, another man carefully presented a scepter that was burned and deformed.

"What is this?" The leader widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Okay, it should be a scepter, it was just burned like this by fire," his subordinate explained.

The leader looked straight at the charred and deformed scepter, threw it to the ground, and said furiously: "How can this kind of thing be called a scepter!"

At this time, the leader of the rebel army was defeated and had no scepter to show his orthodoxy. Even if he ascended the throne with shamelessness, he would be pulled down.

You should know that even the king who was personally granted the scepter by the gods would be questioned during natural disasters and man-made disasters, and was forced to burn himself, let alone him who had no scepter.

"Chief, I have no other choice. Why not rebuild one. I have seen the style of a scepter, and it is still possible to recreate it." His military advisor gave him an idea.

"Is this really OK? Wouldn't it anger God?" The leader was a little nervous.

"Are we not afraid of angering the gods when we force the palace?" The military advisor showed a cold smile on his back: "Besides, it's not you who destroyed the scepter, do you think so, Your Majesty?"

That Majesty completely dispelled the leader's doubts, and what if he had made a fake scepter? He had done anything more serious than this. As long as he could become a king, what could these be considered?

As a member who was once selected, he was also qualified to become a king. If the angel who protected him was not killed by the demon who pretended to be an angel, he might have been the one sitting on the throne.

"Yes, I am the king, the throne is mine, just a scepter, just create another one. As long as I sit on the throne, the gods will definitely recognize me." Ambition replaced fear, and the leader was no longer afraid of angering the gods, and even said something blatantly.

At an angle he could not see, his military advisor's eyes flashed with a strange light, as if he smelled the fragrance of food. He licked his lips with a desire to enjoy it, and couldn't wait to enjoy his food.

"It's not time yet." The military advisor suppressed his desire and warned himself over and over again: "I'll talk about it when he sits on the throne."

The hearts of people who have been eroded by power and desires are the favorite foods of the stinky demons.

The heart of the god who was far away in the heaven looked down with some emotion, as if he had smelled something disgusting, and turned back in disgust: "Devil."

"What's wrong? I just heard you say about the devil? Did the devil do something?" Xiao Xiao walked over and asked, "If you need help, just say it. I have eaten a lot of your energy before, so I should repay you."

"It's nothing, just a little bug ran to my territory. The bugs in these stinky ditches were always so restless." A ball of light flew out of the god's body, and then a human figure condensed, and a soul filled it quickly.

The souls after death will ascend to heaven. This is not a lie, but inevitable, because every angel has a soul. However, they have just been born and have long forgotten their future. They are as pure as a piece of white paper, reshaping a new life.

Moreover, angels have no gender, and they are made up of holy light, both men and women.

A naked angel appeared in front of Xiao Xiao. After seeing his appearance clearly, Xiao Xiao was slightly shocked: "Flander?"

"Why are you dead?" Xiao Xiao widened his eyes. Didn't this guy just ascend the throne? It's only been a few days, the shortest-lived emperor in history.

Flander tilted his head and looked at Xiao Xiao. His clear eyes were clearly black and white. He hid behind the gods with fear, held one of his arms, and secretly looked at Xiao Xiao, with curiosity and amazement in his eyes.

He was just born and didn't know what beauty is, but he thought the angel in front of him was very beautiful, as beautiful as God the Father.

Xiao Xiao: "..." Have you drunk Mengpo soup?

"He died in the rebel rebellion of the rebels. Now I have taken him to the kingdom of heaven. As a king, he is qualified to come here." The god of heaven reached out and touched Flander's head, straightened his hair, then changed him into pure white clothes, and injected a lot of information into his eyebrows, including the common sense of life and the knowledge that angels should have.

"Go and play." Tian Shen patted his head, as if he was talking to a puppy.

Flander flapped his wings lightly, flew around the heavenly kingdom, and followed Xiao Xiao with longing eyes: "Can you play with you?"

"...uh, we have something to do." The new angel was like a baby, and his wet little eyes were unbearable to refuse.

"I'll take you to play." Xiaolu took the initiative to come over and took Flander's hand: "Don't disturb them, I'll accompany you."

"But..." The freshman Fland had not learned how to refuse, so he could only turn around and let Xiaolu take it away.

Xiaolu is very familiar with raising children. Yuanyuan once did not understand the world, and he also took care of the taskers who were not in the same dimension in the system space when the host was not present.

Xiao Xiao and Yuanyuan continued to attack the plane barrier. She had a premonition that they could get out of here after ten days and half a month.

"I'll teach you some useful fighting skills." Xiaolu took Flander to an empty square: "So that you can protect yourself in the future."

"Okay, okay!" Flander accepted happily.

Xiaolu took out the fighting training materials he collected from the system space and taught Flander in a straightforward manner. Occasionally, he would practice practical exercises with him. Although Xiaolu was not very good at this, his combat experience was enough to teach Flander who had no experience.

Flander likes Xiao Xiao very much. Even though Xiao Lu has formulated a very heavy training plan for him, he always takes time to see Xiao Xiao and takes time to say a word or two to Xiao Xiao when he is free.

In the words of the earth, it is love at first sight.
Chapter completed!