On the square where a huge pit was smashed by Dracula, the smoke had dissipated.

Faced with this shocking scene, the crowd in the square was quickly divided into two parts.

Part of them is frantically escaping from this place of right and wrong, while the other is stopping and watching the Angel Cass who is staying in the air.

The latter accounted for 90%.

Not everyone can see the angels in this world.

It is said that angels appeared in the city of the Prophet before, but the people they met were a minority.

Now people in the entire Romantic City have the opportunity to see the face of the angel.

The opportunity to watch mythological creatures may be like this in your life, how can you miss it?

But Dracula naturally won't stay.

If he does not conceal his own breath, then when he looks in the sky, he is like a beacon.

Even if he hid his breath, he was not sure that the angel above could not find him.

It's hard to find him though.

But since this angel dared to boast about it, it means he must be prepared.

Don't dance on the tip of the knife.

Dracula put on a black hood and walked slowly outside the square, looking like a traveler running away in a panic.

He was hiding among countless escaping passengers and headed far away with the crowds.

Nothing can be seen at all.

...

At this time, the head of the coalition forces' Romantic Capital also received the news that the angels arrived in the Romantic Capital.

"What? They're in the romantic capital?"

The representative of the Romance of the Alliance was so angry when he heard this news.

This is the capital of the Romantic Country, and it is here to start fighting?

The reporter also looked difficult to calm down, and he also understood what this meant to his boss, which was a huge trouble.

"Now the angels are still staying above the Romantic Capital."

The representative of the Romantic Capital asked with an expression of wanting to hit someone:

"What did the Pope say on the other hand? What did he want to do? Is he going to make it public?"

"The Pope is in contact and they have not responded yet."

The representative of the Romantic Capital felt that all his blood was pouring towards his head when he heard this.

Europe is so big that these two ancestors cannot fight well there, so they must be in the romantic capital.

This is to kill him!

...

In the sky, Angel Cas stared at the earth, and countless streams of light shone around him on the gorgeous silver armor.

The white wings gradually began to be wrapped in pure white streamers.

That is the horrifying holy light.

Shining all directions.

The breath of sacred and light is an extremely uncomfortable feeling in Dracula's sense.

Something is not good!

Dracula felt his heart throbbing, as if something bad was about to happen.

He immediately accelerated his pace among the crowd.

“Divine Blessing!”

Above the sky of the romantic capital, the solemn and solemn voice of the angel Cass sounded.

This is a blessing technique used to dispel injuries and curses, and has no lethality.

But for dark creatures, the holy light is the best temptation.

Endless pure white light spread out from Cass' pure white wings towards the entire Romance City.

It was like a milky white sun above the square.

The white light spread throughout the square and was absorbed by the people in the square.

Under the holy light, people feel that their bodies seem to be wrapped in a warm breath, and their physical fatigue seems to be away from them, just like they are soaking in a hot spring.

Above the square, an old man sitting in a wheelchair was in the pure white stream of light, and he felt that his legs, who had been unconscious for many years, slowly regained consciousness, and a warm feeling flowed on his legs.

He thought this must be an illusion, but when he stretched out his legs, his feet actually lifted up.

"Can I leave?"

The old man looked at his raised feet and said in disbelief.

Coincidentally, in the holy light, people with injuries on their bodies have found that their bodies have recovered.

Among them is a football player with a thigh strain.

The team doctor said that he would need to recuperate for at least two months, but he could no longer feel the pain at this time.

"I'm recovering?"

That was incredible voice, and if he recovered now he would be able to compete in a game that was crucial to him.

At this moment, he was full of gratitude.

“Praise the great Lord!”

“Thank you, the merciful Lord!”

...

Countless praises sounded and resounded throughout the square.

But not everyone likes this holy light. Dracula felt a burning sensation in the darkness.

The breath of the holy light burned his skin.

Although he can get rid of this state at any time, he will inevitably be exposed.

what to do?

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Dracula's mind.

But he rejected them one by one.

Is it only exposure?

Dracula was a little helpless.

But just before Dracula was about to be exposed, an old man in a robe roared above the square.

His body swelled up, and his clothes also cracked.

The majestic body, which was more than three meters tall, was revealed.

Beast-faced and fangs.

Then several young people around him also completed the transformation.

Six ogres appeared on the square.

"ah!"

"What's this?"

A burst of exclamations came out.

The crowd that stopped began to panic.

Watching the fun seems to be your own fun, and this is not a good thing.

"Ogreat Mage?"

Kass stopped at the sacred blessing in the sky and looked coldly at the ogres above the square.

"Hunting dark creatures, be judged!"

The arrogant voice sounded softly.

The ogre elder's face was very bad, and this was obviously a bullet blocker for the fallen one.

But the angel doesn't care whether he blocks the gun or not.

"Karagwas! (Scatter and run!)"

The ogre elder shouted, and the six ogres with all sizes of more than three meters instantly dispersed.
To be continued...