Although this time it was not the black magic that triggered the struggle, it was just because of some people who were extremely dangerous standing at the top of the pyramid of this world, it was still a problem in the end.

The unknown powerful power of the Holy City is not allowed!

People with too strong influence that the Holy City cannot control will not be accommodated!

"Raimir, are you shaken?" Michael asked.

"I have never wavered. The holy city needs absolute dictatorships, and this world also needs holy dictators and dictators. Otherwise, cancers like the Black Holy See will only spread across countries and will only lead to completely destruction of human beings. Indeed, we can admit that we have hindered the way forward of human magic civilization, but we are also sticking to the bottom line that human magic civilization will not perish. Without order and excessive development will only shorten the lifespan of civilization!" Remil said very seriously.

Contradictions will always exist.

Just like the integration of black magic, the battle of that century lasted for countless years and finally reached a perfect balance.

Similarly, there are similar contradictions now, and the result of the struggle will eventually reach a certain balance. So what kind of result is? As the archangel leader, Remil also cannot predict it. He will only do his duty as the archangel leader of the holy city!!

The scattered feather slowly opened.

Archangel Remire did not visit the Holy City of Earth in person. He only showed his archangel face. You can see that there were twelve fiery feathers behind Remire. These fiery red feathers were obviously not a little warm, but they made Archangel Remire feel a sense of sacred and inviolable majesty, unable to look directly, and dare not get close!

"Holy Give Seraph!" Remil's eyes suddenly became empty, and clusters of magnificent flames surged in his body. In the shadow of the flame, an angel fetal soul was peeling out of his body.

"Twelve-winged seraphite!!!"

Remil's sacred aura opened his eyes to the people of the city. Those living in the Holy City and those priests knew that angels had a certain level of division.

Like those powerful angels who have become holy shadows, they have the angel fetal soul and are the most basic winged angels among angels.

The more powerful Holy Shadow and the Divine Speaker, they have four to eight wings, and their realm will be different for each pair of angel wings.

When the parade angels were not as strong as the Holy City, their strength was probably only between the four wings and eight wings. Only after returning to the Holy City and continuing to practice can they have the opportunity to break through the limit of the eight wings and become legendary holy angel-level such as the ten wings, twelve wings, fourteen wings, and even sixteen wings!

Below the four wings and four wings are called energy angels.

Four to eight wings are called the Angel of Virtue.

Ten wings call it the Angel of Punishment.

The Twelve Wings are Seraphic angels!!

Remire, who has been dealing with matters of all sizes in the Holy City, has rarely revealed his power. Position and angel soul level are two concepts. Some archangels who return to the Holy City have their own strengths that are even lower than some Desert angels.

Remil reached the level of the twelve-winged seraphim, which was something that no one in the entire Holy City had expected, including Michael himself, was a little surprised.

Seraph is the highest realm of an angel. After that, whether it is the fourteenth wing or the sixteenth wing, it is only called Seraph.

When Michael saw that Remil was finally willing to go to the battle, he couldn't help but smile.

With Remil here, it seems that he doesn't need to take action in this fight.

"Far, my soul fetus will depend on you, and some of my colleagues will obey you and deal with the hidden dangers left by the holy city. Don't let me down!" Remil was still standing in the holy city in the sky.

The other person did not dive into the earth, but his seraphic soul fetus escaped from him and flew straight to the angel Fal!

Fal and Muningxue faced each other head-on. While Muningxue destroyed the holy city with the snow in the Alps, it also formed an extremely terrifying extreme ice forbidden area, suppressing Fal's Light Scout.

But as Seraph's holy soul fetus fell, the peacock-like wings behind the Angel Fal, which was like a peacock-like opening on the screen, actually had four more wings!

The ten-winged soul fetus and the twelve-winged soul fetus are integrated. Even though Remil, the Seraphite, did not come in person, still created a Seraphite with a total of fourteen wings in this holy city of earth!!!

Double soul fetus!

Fourteen Wings!

The Supreme Seraph!!

Fal looked at the sky with some excitement and saw the archangel Raimer, shrouded by the light of the fiery Holy Spirit.

She knew that she had not reached the realm of Seraph, but even if she had just used the soul fetus of Archangel Remil to briefly touch this level, Fal could not suppress her inner ecstasy!!

There are a series of burning patterns on the light rope. These burning patterns are hot and dense. When you hold them, you can feel the energy contained in them like a volcano ready to go. If you gently wave it, you can trigger the melting flame of the heavenly tribulation.

The wings behind them also have obvious changes. Each subtle feather has blazing bleach, which makes each wing seem to be in a state of flame, and the glow and holy breath are completely different from before. It is no longer the gorgeous peacock, but a divine phoenix with true divine nature!

"The Alps will no longer obey your orders, and you can't even destroy this entire holy city!" The fourteen-winged seraphic angel Fal was suspended in the air, and under her feet was the vast white snow that swallowed the holy city.

Muningxue is not just half a city to destroy. The snow in the Alps is huge, enough to swallow up ten holy cities. So behind the avalanche that has been stretched for dozens of kilometers, there is a more terrifying mountain avalanche. They swept through the mountains in the Alps higher and farther, like a white ocean!!

Farr stands in the White Snow and the ancient temple. The temple is the real symbol of the Holy City. When Michael and Remil are not around, Farr will never allow Muningxue to bury it too!!

The fourteen wings swung up and down, layer by layer of golden waves and holy flames spread out. Far waved the light rope he had transformed, and the flamed light rope curled into a huge vortex hole in the air. You can see that the golden waves and holy flames in the vortex hole were enhanced countless times. When the more terrifying avalanche poured down the snow buried area toward the other half of the holy city, the cold and turbulent snow melted near the huge vortex hole of the light rope...

The range of the Light Line itself is only a few hundred meters, but the ripples of light that it extends and expands are enough to completely spread along the Seventh Avenue, so huge that it looks like a huge golden wall erected across two cities in the north and south!!!

The snow was under the stairs of the temple, and it was on the Seventh Avenue across the city and could not invade half. For a moment, the glorious and eternal holy city and the boundless pure white snow disaster seemed to have divided a clear boundary...
Chapter completed!