blood sacrifice

"Don't mind, don't mind, second brother!" Jie Lie hurriedly apologized and begged for mercy, "I'm not joking with Lao Wu, how dare I say that second brother, this is pure nonsense, just for fun!"

God knows that the second archangel, Yafei, is thousands of years older than him. If I could see what he looked like when he was born, his life would really be worthwhile.

This side is still in trouble, and I saw the archangel Crowe spread his wings suddenly, raised his head, his eyes focused on the seemingly endless end of the tree of life, five pairs of snow-white wings were fully unfolded and bloomed in the air, slightly When you beat it, it rises into the air, noble and elegant.

As soon as the archangel moved, the third archangel, Jesse, also spread his wings and flew away. Seeing this, Yafei had to let go of his hand bitterly, stretched his wings, and did not forget to give Jie Lie a salty look: "Next time! Such unscrupulous rioting at any time, let's see if I'm not skinning you!"

As he spoke, he flapped his wings and flew high.

"Next time, let's make such an unscrupulous riot at any time, and see if I'll take your skin off! Hmph!" Jie Lie, who had escaped, didn't know what it means to accept it when he sees it. The other party didn't pay attention to the yin and yang, imitating the other party's words just now, and shook his head, with a rich expression.

Yinyue sees all of this in her eyes, and sometimes she has to wonder who is the older brother or herself, and sometimes the childish behavior that even he would not do again, the fourth brother does nothing wrong. Harmony, the point is, I don't know if I read it wrong, I always feel that the fourth brother likes to fight against the second brother, so I won't let it now...

Not knowing that his words and deeds are seriously despised in the eyes of his younger brother, or that he doesn't care what other people think of his every move, Jie Lie not only got cheap, but also got into the show very well: "As long as it's not wings, it's fine." , skin or whatever, my precious ones are my wings."

Although this is good, if it is said from the mouth of a person over 1000 years old, it will become very subtle. Of course, a thousand years old is not too big for the Protoss. The point is that Terena There is no sense of disobedience with such a tone of face.

Yinyue, who endured the hard work of laughing, rubbed her face, put on a serious expression, and said, "Fourth brother, be careful, I have only seen a white chicken, but I have never seen a white angel, please enlighten me." gone."

Seeing the figure of Lao Wu flying higher and higher, Jie Lie's teeth itched: "Forget about the old ones, why do even the young ones crawl on top of me these days, the sixth son is not born yet, but he is just a prepared brother. The wings are so hard, if you make him crazy, can he still get it?! It seems that this education has to be started from the baby, and the cultivation of the sixth child is really crucial!"

It flapped its wings and flew, and when it arrived, it muttered in bewilderment and bewilderment: "Why do I feel like I'm getting back from life?!"

If other archangels hear this, they will definitely answer with one voice: Not absolutely, it is obvious that the more you live, the more you go back!

At the top of the tree of life, the morning and evening are changing, and it is still bright and sunny from the bottom. The top of the tree of life is actually a dark night that never has a day. two!

For a time, the night was as bright as day, and the brilliance flickered and flickered.

All the branches and leaves are intricate but gathered and overlapped in one place, thickly paved into layer upon layer of cushions, like a soft and comfortable baby cot, and these few dews are scattered on the tip of the top leaf, if there is any There seemed to be no seven-color light shining like the rainbow light just now.

On the thick branches and leaves, a crystal-clear white angel egg lies quietly. No one knows when it appeared, and no one knows when it will hatch.

The surface of the eggshell shimmered slightly, making it difficult to distinguish its texture, and waves of regular throbbing spread from the inside out.

The fourth archangel, Jie Lie, who came belatedly, took a glance from afar and then sighed revealing his nature: "This is our sixth son. Look at this battle. He is so much-anticipated even before he was born. Not bad, not bad!"

Before Jie Lie finished sighing, a flash of rainbow light shot out from the angel egg, and gradually spread out from a strand as thin as a hair.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, one after another radiance alternates and circulates, instantly illuminating the entire starry sky, and sprinkles a rainbow color for the tree of life. Unreachable but beautiful and flawless rainbow.

The smooth and impeccable eggshell has been flawed at some point, and the cracks as thin as a hairline gradually fill up the eggshell from thin to dense.

Suddenly, a white light burst out from the inside out, the too dazzling light made the five people present close their eyes uncomfortably.

The brilliance disappeared in a flash, and the colorful glazed red light also disappeared. When everyone turned their heads and took a closer look, there were two white and fat children lying quietly on the place where the angel eggs were originally placed.

They didn't cry, their birth was accompanied by smiles, quiet and peaceful, and their rosy faces were extremely cute. At first glance, they were no different from ordinary people's children, except that the backs of the two babies were slightly sideways. There was a faint light shining, and upon closer inspection, there were tiny wings shining with silver light, no more than ten, wings of light.

Originally happily looking forward to the birth of the sixth angel, and expecting that the sixth angel would lead the angels to recover the lost land and revive the God Realm as predicted, the five archangels could not help but change their expressions drastically when they saw this scene. The four angels Jie Lie, who was big and small, couldn't help being silent, looking at the little baby lying on the comfortable and soft leaves with an ignorant smile on his face in disbelief, white and tender.

Suddenly, as if suddenly feeling the scorching gaze from all around, one of the babies opened his eyes.

The dark purple pupils are as bright and dazzling as amethysts, reflecting the night with sparkling streamers of light, the mist flows and shines brightly, unlike ordinary babies who are chaotic and hazy, the shiny pupils first met the Archangel Ke who happened to be standing directly opposite. Lo.

A big smile bloomed on the white and tender little face that seemed to squeeze out water with just a pinch, and the bright purple pupils were also narrowed into a slit. Two short, white and fat hands like lotus roots were raised, and pointed at Ke Luo kept waving and swaying in the air, having a great time playing with it, and kept making "hehe" sounds like silver bells.

"This, this isn't true, is it?" Jie Lie, who has always been chattering and undecided, was the first to break the silence of the crowd, "It turned out to be twins?! How could it be?"

No one answered, and everyone, including Jie Lie himself, could hear the trembling and fear in his own voice that could not be ignored.

The reason why the Protoss encountered such a situation without the slightest slack and discouraged is entirely because of the prophecy that has been handed down since ancient times. Every sentence of the prophecy has been verified one by one with the passage of thousands of years, including the prosperity of the Protoss and the current defeat. , but in the same way, although the reality is cruel and one's own side is at a disadvantage, the prophecy has always pointed out a bright way out for the Protoss.

While the blood sacrifice of gods and demons that has gone through nearly a hundred years is about to usher in a reversal of the universe and great changes in history, it also ushers in too many uncertainties, and it can even be said to be danger and fear.

The Protoss looked forward to the prophesied sixth son, but never thought that there would be a seventh son following the sixth son!

The prophecy once said that the most beautiful wings of the race born to nourish the essence of the world and the years will lead the tribe to grow stronger, but at the same time it will also bring chaos to the flames of war. The wings of salvation will spread.

Shen Wushuang is a unique essence of time, which starts at six and ends at seven, and the seventh pair of wings is the son of the devil, the messenger of destruction, and the end of divine power.

I don’t know when the angels are used to using prophecy to encourage themselves not to give up even in difficult situations, but at the same time, the angels gradually forget or refuse to remember the last sentence of the prophecy, the seven sons of the devil.

But at this moment, the five people standing on the top of the tree of life and the top of the angels all recalled this ancient and mysterious prophecy in their minds like a wake-up call.

The baby, who was waving his short arms at Ke Luo but couldn't get a response, pouted unhappily. His bright and bright face was covered with dark clouds in an instant, his amethyst-like eyes were full of water vapor, and his white and tender face As soon as he collapsed, he suddenly looked like weeping and the storm was about to come. Before the five people could react, a bright cry of a child pierced the sky.

"Hey, he, why is he crying?" Yinyue, the fifth archangel who was different from the experience of the previous four, couldn't help but lose her senses when she saw this battle. I don't know where to put my hands and feet, so I can only look at the four brothers beside me who are calm and calm, as if asking for help.

"Brother made you cry." The third archangel Jesse, who has always been silent and introverted, said suddenly.

"Huh?" Crowe instantly turned into a stone statue and froze on the spot when he heard the words, looking at Jesse with an inexplicable and innocent face.

"He beckoned to you and asked you to hug him, but you ignored him, so he cried." The words were like gold but every word was bloody, Jessie looked at the little baby whose face was flushed from crying, and explained to Crowe calmly .

Seeing this, Crowe couldn't care less about the son of the prophecy, the son of the devil, so he could only hold two white, tender, soft babies in his arms, one on the left and the other on the right, as if shocked by electricity.

The dignified low pressure seemed to disappear in an instant. Compared with the birth of a new life, the unreachable future, no matter how dangerous it is, is too far away, not to mention that this life is what they have been waiting for for a long time. The existence of hope, and the essence of the years that they were born with, their sixth and seventh brothers!