Not only flying, she would walk when she was happy. Valkyrie enjoyed the journey after resurrection. All the people she met fell to her knees, lowered her head and raised her hands, and her trembling lips spit out incoherent sentences to pray for blessings. How could mortals see angels walking on earth again? Not to mention civilians, humans wearing gorgeous white robes and red cloaks walked down from the carriage. Everyone was so excited that they couldn't hold on to themselves and asked them to be on the ground.

I was imprisoned for almost two thousand years, and the land under my feet has never been so strange. Those worshippers are no longer the same as they were back then. Fortunately, this is Christina's body, and she can share memories with the elf girl. The angel recognized who was the bishop, who was the noble, and who was the ordinary priest and nun according to her clothes.

Valkyrie satisfied the enthusiastic believers one by one, put her hands on their heads, and more than one fainted excitedly. After blessing the believers, she had other things to do, such as finding the old lover in this body, but relieving the knot in her heart.

"Who have you ever seen Lyon? Lyon Wood?" The angel walked into the crowd and kept repeating the question. The name seemed not enough to evoke memories, and all he got was shaking his head. Valkyrie thought warriors like Lyon should be known to everyone. She underestimated the development of society too much. Compared with the era she lived in, the population has increased thousands of times, and the tribe has been replaced by a vast country.

The angel sinks into the elf's memories again, looking for the shadow of Lyon. She doesn't want to do this. The longer she gets, the less she can't tell the difference between herself and Christina.

"The fiery red hair is as tall as five feet and six... handsome and a pair of sky blue eyes." The angel couldn't help but dance. Every time she said something, she felt that "I" loved Lyon more. If this continues, she would sooner or later lose herself and become a part of Christina.

Everyone was anxious to please the angel, and as long as they knew the answer, they would definitely tell the truth. Valkyrie enjoyed this long-lost enthusiasm, and everyone rushed to touch her, but the person in front had already touched the feathers.

It took her a long time to get to the back row, where the mother and son were waving with their toes on their toes.

"Are you talking about a red-haired knight?" With the encouragement of his mother, the boy holding his mother's skirt finally plucked up the courage to talk to the angel.

Valkyrie squatted in front of the boy, and this action formed a small hollow circle in the crowd. No one didn't envy the mother and son who could get the good luck of the angel's stop. The elf's appearance and the angel's wings, the little boy was stunned for a long time before he thought of continuing. The orphan and widowed believers described this picture for the angel. There were six women around the brave Lyon, with skin color from black to white, and their hair was colorful, brown, blond, white, red, black, and colorful caught up with the rainbow. The strong jealousy rushed her head, and the angel's first problem was so feminine.

"Are they beautiful?" The suppressed anger in the voice frightened adults to shut up quickly, but children did not know how to observe their expressions.

"All are pretty, and several ears are as sharp as you, Miss."

Valkyrie's teeth clattered, but the little boy just wanted to touch the halo on the angel's head. She was so angry that she didn't notice any abnormal movement. The commotion of the crowd awakened the angel, and she saw the dense black dots in the sky. A large group of Frodes rushed out from the black clouds on the other end of the horizon, trying to find some prey while there was no sun.

The crowd gathered together was fat sheep. The animals in the mortal world ran fast and liked to hide from the woods and drill caves. In contrast, humans were much easier to deal with, just pick the women and children. The demons failed to discover the angel in the center at the first time. When Valkyrie jumped into the air, most of them had no chance to see the angel's face again.

She was like a lion rushing into the flock of sheep. Wherever she went, the demon fled, and blood replaced the drizzle falling from the air. The low-level demon was by no means an angel's opponent, so she brought her selfish and cowardly nature to the extreme. The timid one turned around and ran away, while the greedy ones got into the crowd and used chaos to pick children. There were many demons, and there was only one angel, and she couldn't save everyone after fighting.

As soon as she saw that annoying figure, she could no longer suppress the anger in her chest. It was these dirty things that killed her and imprisoned her soul for two thousand years!

The azure blue holy light from the heavenly court enveloped the whole body, replacing the close and distant golden yellow. Valkyrie floated in the air, holding up her sword and swung her all the way to the demon. The blue light seemed to be lightning connecting the sky and the earth, from left to right, from top to bottom, dazzling and unwilling to open her eyes. As for the demon, once it is affected, it will either die or be injured. It eliminated the air, Valkyrie pointed the tip of the sword downward, and the arc-shaped semicircle formed by the Breaking Evil Slash drilled in the crowd, and a blood flower burst out from time to time.

If you are not the ultimate evil person, you don’t need to worry about the divine power of heaven.

When the chaos subsided, the angel fell back to the ground. She raised her hand in advance, ready to accept the cheers again. People ignored her and ran forward like crazy over the angel. The most common sentence Valkyri heard was.

"Child, my child!"

It happened! The angel who gradually recovered from calmness realized that the demons were flying with their children. Although the evil sword could not hurt the children, if the demon died, the children would fall from a height of dozens of meters or even hundreds of meters. She arrived first with six wings. At least dozens of boys and girls fell on mud pits and brick roads, some of whom were still struggling, while some could no longer move.

She can heal wounds like fractures, and the priest and nun will not be idle. Since she is an angel, she will carry too much hope for human beings. Her heartbroken parents rushed to her with their dead children, and couldn't get up.

"Blasphemy, you are blasphemy!" The people of the church tried their best to help the angels to rescue the siege. The Mother of the Earth did not interfere with birth, old age, sickness and death. This should be remembered by every believer.

But this is Terra, the mother of the earth, benevolence is the fundamental doctrine, faith should not be separated from family affection. More and more people surrounded Valkyrie, and gradually the clergy became silent. After all, not long ago, the children were all lively, bringing rare laughter to the suffering-loving people. The murderer is dead. If he had to find someone to blame, the angel who killed randomly would never escape.

A pair of trembling hands raised the body and looked at the childish face. Many of them stared at the sky with their eyes, as if they couldn't believe the fact that they died.

Death came too quickly, even before the body could react...

She had no choice but to say that she could only be considered a possessed person now. Even if she appeared in her prime, the angel could not resurrect human beings. That was the exclusive forbidden area of ​​God.

"Please, sir", "mercy", "save our family" Valkyrie was drowned by the call for help, and the elf's extraordinary hearing aggravated the pain. In the end, she was already screaming with her ears. She instinctively chose to escape and escape from everything that was annoying in front of her. Valkyrie flew away and left the howling refugees in place.

The angel never forgets it. Among the bodies of the children who were raised, there was a little boy chatting with her. She could only rely on herself to find Lyon.

"Where are you? Lover." Since she failed to play the role of the savior, she had to play the role of the little woman.

After being satisfied, she was going home to find her mother. Valkyrie had a lot to say to the Mother of Earth.

The physiological structure of the demon is different from that of the mortal creatures. Many demons have repeated organs, and some have multiple hearts. For example, the two demons standing at the entrance of the village have blood-red skin wrapped in armor of the same color, and the exposed parts are only heads and hands and feet. The weapon in the demon's hand is a spear with a barb, which is slightly taller than that of ordinary people and is not difficult to deal with.

Lyon only brought five partners, and there were hundreds of demons in the town, and the number difference was unbearable. He had to kill the ones who were left and right, and then touched them to act. Lyon explained the tactics, but no one had any objections. He originally planned to sneak up on Ashley, one left and one right, and kill the guy called Baba Demon from behind. Erin didn't speak, and pulled out two arrows from the quiver, one into the mud under his feet, and the other on the string.

The red-haired ranger was tense and ignored others. The hero had to wave to Ella, asking her to use that magical light hammer to finish the attack at any time. Ella frowned and estimated the distance, shook her head at Lyon. It was great that the nun could guarantee that she would not drag her back in the battle, and it would be whimsical to ask her to be the main force.

Lyon's distrust made Erin even more angry. No matter what she thought about Lyon, the "woman" who crawled out of hell easily fought with the brave. Judging from the actions of the two, it was obvious that they could communicate without talking.

If you don't fall in love with me, you'll actually hook up with a succubus. Humph, just look, pervert. She's not completely angry, the ranger has the capital to be proud.

Everyone hid in the woods by the road and peeked into the village. The elf's eyes allowed her to see the disgusting tumor on the demon's face, and the two fools could not find anything when they looked around.

She pulled the bow and aimed at the dark eyes on the edge of the demon's hook's nose. The guy's head was long and pointed, and the raised bone spurs replaced the hair that looked no thinner than the armor. Perhaps this was the reason why he did not wear a helmet. The Ranger fired an arrow and immediately pulled out the spare one from the soil, and did the devil on the side as usual. She had no time to observe the results of the battle, so she quickly put on the third one. She was worried that it was right, but the second demon was shot in the eye but did not fall down. It covered the wound and opened its mouth angrily to summon its companions.

Baba Mo died by biting a shaking feather arrow. At this time, the ranger had already taken the fourth arrow and was ready at all times.

"Okay, pointed ears!" The dwarf couldn't help but admire him.

"It's nothing." Erin looked back at everyone with a smug look, especially Ashley.
Chapter completed!