Chapter 597

Chapter 597 the blasphemer can see everything at the end of the transmission at the moment of transmission!

Hearing such a description, Nowitzki could not help but feel awe. Is this the greatness of legendary existence? Or is it that only the son of light has such power beyond people's imagination?

However, such existence is not qualified to resist.

But at the same time, he also has some happiness. Fortunately, he has enough value, so that he can be qualified to be the commander-in-chief of the Legion under the seat of the son of light. Otherwise, he will not have any possibility of survival if he is against the existence beyond common sense.

Not to mention anything else, even if the son of light pierced Han Chen's sword, he had no way to resist it.

Then, the silver haired angel said to the people gathered under the high platform: "the great son of light has gone out on the March. He will stand in front of all people to meet the danger of this dirty world, and keep all dangers in front of his chest, just to protect the safety of the people of true God."

"Praise the son of light!"

"Praise the true God, praise the son of light!"

The people under the platform were full of praise, and even some people had already shed tears. They thought that the son of light was a high existence. They did not expect to face the most dangerous enemy in person and spread the glory of God with their own practical actions, which made them feel extremely honored.

Nowitzki looked at the people below, suddenly a little sad under his fanatical appearance.

He suddenly felt that the fighting nation was gone forever. The fighting nation in the past would never have been like this. He was moved by the actions of the strong. In the past, the concept of a fighting nation meant that the strong should have been in the most dangerous position. Otherwise, it would be called a strong one.

"I am the last fighting nation."

Nowitzki said to himself in his heart, "if even my spirit can't be maintained, then the spirit of the fighting nation will disappear completely in this world, so I must bear with it. After I become strong, I will write the spirit of the fighting nation in their spiritual will."

Hidden in the dark, Han Chen originally considered whether to assassinate them, so that these pseudo angels have no head.

But when he saw the scene, he suddenly felt that it was better not to kill them.

With the character of artificial angels, even if they kill their leaders, they will quickly have an inexplicable will to command them again. When the Chinese army comes, they will face a group of prepared angels.

But if they are not killed, then under their leadership, they will wait for the return of the son of light and the guidance of the son of light. In this way, the significance of their existence is even greater.

When he thought so, suddenly a large number of believers began to disintegrate, and then from their bodies flew a line of holy light, and gathered again in the place where the son of light had just arrived.

Seeing this scene, the silver haired Angel knelt down on the ground and said, "the son of light has encountered difficulties and needs our strength. We are willing to devote our lives and become a part of the power of the son of light."

Of course, it is the people below who are sacrificed. He himself is very valuable, so he will not sacrifice.

"Again?"

Han Chen saw this scene, do not know whether it is the surprise or sadness.

If a bright son comes again, he still has the confidence to kill each other, which can reduce many enemies in vain. After all, when the Chinese army comes, the less the number of the other side, the less resistance.

However, since the other party dares to come here blatantly, it shows that they are not afraid of suicide.

"Keep watching."

Han Chen finally decided to continue to wait and see. After all, the power of light is gathering. If he wants to appear and interrupt, he must expose himself. Even if he is legendary, it is dangerous to expose his body in front of so many people.

After all, when the number of people is enough, the attack is likely to have no space and time gap. In this way, no matter how short the gap is, it may be caught by some lucky people. After all, no matter how small the probability is, multiplying it by 1 million is a big number.

More and more light forces are converging, but there is no human form.

These forces are like entering a black hole. When they reach a certain place, they suddenly disappear like a bullock into the sea.

Nowitzki wanted to ask, but he stopped at the frenzy of the silver haired angel.

The means of the son of light is not what he can imagine, so he simply stops any imagination and just listens to the instructions of the other party.

More and more lives began to disappear, but the enthusiasm of the people below did not diminish.

Of course, it doesn't mean that everyone has been transformed so successfully. After all, there are eyes of other countries, but such an alternative existence has forced all of them to sacrifice as early as the arrival of the son of light.Han Chen's eyes gradually turned black. After reaching the legendary level, his night devil eyes have been able to see a lot of things. At present, only Zhang Qing's quicksand eyes can surpass his eyes.

Then, his eyes were a little stunned: "the whereabouts of these forces are actually the divine realm."

He was surprised because he didn't understand each other.

In the divine realm, although the legendary existence has always been in the legend, the epic level existence is never lacking. It can be seen often in some dangerous places or in some large God Kingdom biological tribes.

However, today's earth is too fragile to allow epic existence to pass. If you want to make epic existence come, you must first lower the life level of the other party, or raise the life level of such existence to epic level through sacrifice and other means.

So every sacrificial life is crucial, at least to cultivate epic existence.

But isn't it too wasteful to send such precious life power to God?

It is better to let such existence appear in reality, even if it is worthwhile to mass produce some epic level existence with these advanced life forces.

With the decrease of the number of people below, the silver haired Angel seems to feel something wrong. However, out of his trust in the son of light, or that he can not have any doubt about the son of light, he still allows these life forces to pass away.

At this time, suddenly a strong will came, life interrupted the sacrifice ceremony, and then a streamer fell on the body of the silver haired angel.

He opened his eyes, his eyes filled with majestic anger, and said, "blah! God! They are