Super Theological Academy to Conquer the World

"Mad!"

Atuo scolded, fluttering his wings, and fled towards the distance.

Even if it is a demon, it will not kill its comrades in despair. The guy in front of him didn't hesitate when he started.

Chu Mo stood quietly, holding Angel Yan's body with one hand, and had no choice to pursue.

Even if it can suppress Atto, it is not easy to solve the battle easily.

The red in the eyes gradually faded away.

Returned to normal black pupils, his face was still carefree, and his forehead was lightly stroked.

The cold wind blows under the night.

The demons are running around, and Atto was not concerned about these low-level demons.

In fact, not only the battlefield on Chu Mo's side.

The fighting over Mansan Dao was also quite fierce. The siege of thousands of low-level demons, his subordinate, had already died tragically.

Is only an ordinary person after all, and Man Sandao has no time to protect his last tribe.

One night of fierce battle, the devil impoverished one or two thousand corpses.

Looking around, it was really a sea of ​​blood.

The three swords were scarred all over the body, and the huge sword held by him was covered with blood.

The devil is defeated! Man San Dao didn't have excited hands and dances, but kept his head down, his expression lonely.

Because he was not far away, he could see Chu Mo holding the body of Angel Yan.

Originally, the barbarians and the ice kingdom constantly fought each other for their beliefs.

He is still a little annoying, or resentful of angels.

But today, his thinking has completely changed.

In the east, the first fish belly white began to rise, and the night slowly receded, bringing a breath of life to this dead wilderness.

But at the same time also showed the tragic situation of last night's battle.

The rocks were destroyed one by one, and almost all the demon corpses were piled together.

"Black wind is dead?"

I don't know why, Chu Mo has a very strange feeling in his heart.

Because the system's prompt tone has already sounded.

But did not reward him with points.

As the third generation of Dream Warrior, after being swallowed by the shadow, he died directly!

Is this an ability he doesn't know about, or is it only true for the dream warrior?

"Om ~"

Suddenly, Chu Mo's mind was buzzing, and he seemed to suddenly feel a strange energy.

Is unreal and real.

"System, what's going on?" Chu Mo is now considered a big business, and he doesn't care about the points after killing the black wind. He wants to know more clearly what is this wonderful state.

"The Shadow Stream Project can take away the genetic ability of the killer."

"So, can I control the dream now?"

Chu Mo's face was a little weird, and he remembered the ability of the black wind. In addition to controlling others, others seemed a little bit tasteless.

Might as well give him points.

"Great God, what should we do now?"

Man Sandao came over and looked sadly at Angel Yan.

"You are the only barbarian ..." Chu Mo packed his mind and asked.

Man Santou was stunned for a moment, nodded sadly, and he was really the only one left.

The last soldier who was with him a few days ago was also killed in the previous war.

This is after all the battlefield of the gods. He is an ordinary person, holding a rusty iron sword, struggling to cut down on the ants in Chu Mo's eyes.

Can't hurt the devil.

Instead, the demons who were angry and angry, gently waved their claws that could shred steel, and took the life of the soldier.

"He is the warrior, but we are on the path of fate, we are lucky."

Chu Mo smiled bitterly.

The funeral of the weak might just be in their hearts or two, with only a little regret.

"I did not complete the agreement between us, if you regret it, you can leave."

Chu Mowang said to Man Sandao.

He promised that he would make a three-handed sword, which would let the other person strangle Ato, but Ato had already run away.

He can't catch the demon wings, unless he is desperate.

But this is not the case, but Chu Mo clenched his sharp gun quietly, a gentle color lurking deep in his mild eyes.

Can not be used by me, you must kill it!

He never said he was a good person! It will not be disheartened by the encounter of Man Sandao.

"I ..." Man Santou paused and fell into contemplation.

Looked up from time to time to peek at Chu Mo's voice.

This is an honest man, Chu Mo smiled helplessly, the smile was kind and kind.

Because Man Sandao wrote all his thoughts on his face, hesitated and hesitated.

He was really thinking about whether to continue to believe in the shadow Liushen, or whether he should believe in the God of Time again.

Promised so quickly before, because he was covered with reason by the anger of revenge.

"Native ..." Mansan Dadao spoke again.

Chu Mo's eyes narrowed, if the answer was not the one he wanted.

Today, there will be one more body in this wasteland.

"The tribe is willing to serve the shadow god, and will not change for life. I believe that the great **** will one day give me the opportunity to attack the enemy."

Chu Mo smiled and put away the sharp gun.

"I don't know if you are stupid or clever." Chu Mo said a pun, but his smile converged, and his face became indifferent. "Re-develop your kingdom in Ferrerzhud."

"You have been out of the realm of mortals, time will be a lot, one hundred years, two hundred years or one thousand years."

"Of course I will send someone to support you. If there is a day to fight against the demons, Atto's life will be yours."

"Thanksgiving God!"

Man San knelt down on his knees, obeying the five-body cast.

Chu Mo waved his hand and let him go down.

Intends to let the blue **** arrange for another time.

Take the base of the fallen angel enterprise to the Ferrerjod galaxy.

The earth is too small.

And the earth will soon become the main battlefield of all forces, too dangerous.

With the help of the fallen angel enterprise, barbarians can quickly cross the Iron Age. Towards the era of thermal weapons, it is estimated that a few years will be enough to become a pre-nuclear civilization.

Resolved the matter of quite three swords, and Chu Mo once again focused his eyes on Angel Yan in his arms.

"Why don't you wake up?"

Chu Mo was a little stunned. There was definitely a sub-biological engine in Angel Yan, and Atuo was gone. There was no danger.

Thinking about the original situation, it seems that when Angel Yan Gang was resurrected, he also used Ge Xiaolun's body to share a little solar energy from Rena.

"Is energy insufficient?"

Angelian is the appointed heir of Keisha. Before Enixid grows up, she will control Angel Nebula.

This is a reliable ally.

Thinking of this, a dark mist rose in the palm of Chu Mo, and I was really thankful that I had integrated the Holy Cabinet.

Put his palm on Angel's abdomen.

A steady stream of energy poured into this cold body.

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(End of this chapter)