Seeing Song Jian walking towards him, the one-winged angel Zhuo Wen knelt down on one knee, looking like he had accepted his fate;

"Dear judge, the battle angel Zhuo Wen pays tribute to you. I am willing to accept your judgment and atone for the mistakes I made before!" Zhuo Wen lowered his head and said to Song Jian;

"Do you know what the result would be if you were judged?" Song Jian asked. Almost all of the angels in the referee made mistakes and waited for trial. Unfortunately, after the fall of Sky City, after hundreds of years of lonely years, most of the fighting angels were tempted by the power of darkness, violated their oath, became slaves to the power of darkness, and became monsters;

Only the fighting angel in front of me, although it was also eroded a lot by the power of darkness, had a firm will, did not accept the power of darkness, and fell into a monster who only knew how to kill;

"Only by accepting the trial can I clear my sins. No matter what the final result is, I will face it calmly!" Zhuo Wen raised his head and said to Song Jian with clear eyes;

What Song Jian didn't know was that it was precisely because he killed all the sinful angels who fell into darkness and gave Zhuo Wen infinite encouragement that he could temporarily get rid of the power of darkness and regain his reason;

At this time, Zhuo Wen felt a relaxation he had never felt before, and just wanted to quietly wait for the judge's judgment. This was his obsession that he had persisted for hundreds of years;

Song Jian looked at Zhuo Wen, raised the Sky-Breaking Sword in his hand, pointed it at the other party, and chanted loudly: "Judgement!"

The sound of judgment sounded in the sky, and a white beam of light fell from the sky, wrapping Zhuo Wen all over;

"The judge judges the evil angel Zhuo Wen, and the judgment result is: Innocence, Zhuo Wen restores the glory of the fighting angel!"

Song Jian was stunned. You know, those who could be detained in the magistrate were all angels who were guilty. How could Zhuo Wen be innocent?

"Maybe it was because I was caught wrong before? Or after hundreds of years of imprisonment, Zhuo Wen has actually atoneed for himself?" Song Jian guessed in his heart;

Zhuo Wen showed a look of surprise on his face. He seemed to be shocked and surprised by this verdict, but soon, a look of relief appeared on his face and a smile appeared;

The white light column that wrapped him did not disappear, but continued to condense, eventually forming a white wing that covered Zhuo Wen's back;

Zhuo Wen, who originally had only one wing, has now become a combat angel again. Powerful power continues to gush out from the angel's wings. Zhuo Wen let out a comfortable moan. This feeling of power has disappeared for hundreds of years. Today, he finally returned to himself;

Like his right hand, a long cross sword appeared in his hand. With a wave of his hand, the cage in front of him suddenly broke a big hole, and Zhuo Wen walked out of the cage;

"The City of Sky has fallen, I am afraid I am the last angel in this world!" Zhuo Wen sighed;

"How is it possible? Aren't there many sky cities in this world?" Song Jian said strangely: "I heard people say that Sky City is more than just one."

"What you are talking about is just a projection of the Sky City, and this city is the origin!" Zhuo Wen glanced at Song Jian, shook his head and said, "Even the Judgment inheritance was acquired by a human. I'm afraid it won't take long before the angels will become legendary creatures."

Song Jian was speechless. He could hear that Zhuo Wen seemed a little dissatisfied with his title of "Angel Judgmenter", but if he had not obtained the title of Judgmenter, he would not be able to judge Zhuo Wen, and then Zhuo Wen would not be able to obtain the "innocence" judgment result. In the end, he would be eroded by the power of darkness and become a monster like other sinful angels;

"I want to go to the Tower of Prayer to take a look. There should be many angel hearts in the Holy Spirit Temple there. As long as there is enough angel hearts, the glory of the Sky City will definitely be restored to this world again!" Zhuo Wen's face showed a look of determination. Since he was already the last fighting angel in this world, the responsibility of rebuilding the Sky City and restoring the glory of the Battle Angel naturally fell on his shoulders;

"Actually, I once fought side by side with a combat angel in the Abyss Hell. His name is Karl!" Song Jian said for a moment of hesitation: "It's a pity that he had already died in the Abyss Hell, but he roared and condensed an angel egg. My friend hatched it and made it his own combat partner!"

"What, so, I'm not the only angel in the world?" Zhuo Wen suddenly became excited;

"He has not grown up yet, and he is still like a child, only level seven!" Song Jian shook his head and said;

"Level 7..." Zhuo Wen pondered for a moment, pulled off a feather from the angel wings behind him and handed it to Song Jian and said, "Since he has chosen to be your friend's combat partner, then I will respect his choice! Please hand over this angel feather to him. After his level is upgraded to level 10, he must return to the City of Sky and receive the most orthodox battle angel training. The inheritance of the battle angel will be passed down by the two of us. This is his responsibility!"

Song Jian nodded, took the Angel Feather and put it in the parcel. He suddenly understood why the City of Sky appeared so close to the City of Doomsday. Perhaps it was because he sensed Xiaoyong's existence that he appeared here;

After explaining everything, Zhuo Wen waved his wings and flew towards the exit of the referee. Song Jian carefully searched the referee again, but there was no other discovery, so he could only withdraw from the copy;

After Song Jian left the dungeon, he had lost the trace of the fighting angel Zhuo Wen. His eyes looked at the White Tower. At this time, Zhuo Wen might have entered the White Tower.

At this moment, a violent explosion suddenly came from a distance;

Boom ~

A small mushroom cloud soared into the sky, and the ground of the entire Sky City trembled slightly;

Song Jian frowned slightly, looked in that direction, and couldn't help but complain: "Who is throwing an intercontinental missile here?"

Of course, the power of the explosion cannot be compared with that of the intercontinental missile. If it were really an intercontinental missile, the city floating in the clouds would probably have been broken into pieces and completely destroyed;

After the explosion, Song Jian heard a roar like thunder. A monster wrapped in golden chains appeared in front of him. A few players were attacking the monster constantly, but their attacks were like a few mosquitoes around an elephant. Apart from being a little annoying, they had no deterrent power;
Chapter completed!