Chapter 3773

"I knew it would be like this. This old-fashioned old terrier who pretended to force him to hit his face looked like his cousin was playing. If it weren't for his instigation, I would die on the spot, all right?"

The dead waiter was asked by Diana and Carol not to get close and must keep a distance of more than five meters, but he didn't care. While flying in the direction of the large group of angels from the lake, he turned his head and talked to no one:

"My family, I have seen the wave of gifts. The later angels who didn't wear gold armor? What you see are all bionic humans or artificial humans. Because there are too many, they can't make enough gold armor in a short time, so my cousin only wears sheets for them."

Although the dead waiter has a sick brain and stinks to death, he also knows his cousin's style.

Diana was flying in front while wiping her mouth and listening to her cousin's self-talk. At this time, she also recalled that yes, these troops occupying the park seem not to be angels, but another race with wings.

Not only is the style of clothes different, but also the eyes are different.

The eyes of the angels are full of greed. When they look at people, they are like meat vendors in the supermarket looking at the pork on their chopping board, thinking about how much they can sell people.

But what about those people who don't wear gold armor? They only have fanaticism in their eyes, which is an emotion that can go through fire and water for faith. They seem to have no secular desire at all, but to offer loyalty to an object.

Diana has seen a lot of crazy believers before. Such people are often only a line away from madmen, which is indeed in line with the style of the death knell.

But thinking of this, she was speechless again.

Since the death knell still hides such an army, why should the three of them engage in any assassination against the dark elves?

Although not so dark

The lake was very calm, and there were some petals on the water waves. Several small ships were blown by the wind at the wharf, leading the cables to float, gently colliding with each other and making interesting noises.

The process of thinking is very slow, but in reality, the three have flown over the lake and came to the center of the crowd.

Here, an angel with short hair is discussing something with a strong man with wings. Not far away is an angel with long wavy hair and a look of bitches. He is tied up and watched as a prisoner.

After seeing the comatose humans not far away, Diana had confirmed her guess. Those are the hostages she rescued not long ago and handed over to the adjutant to take home.

What happened? Now it has been taken out by the death knell as a chess piece again.

She was too lazy to talk, and she didn't know whether she was always slapped on the head by the pan in the past. Instead of being knocked unconscious by the death knell, she used tricks, so it made her feel less angry.

Or, I've been used to it.

The three men mixed into the group of angels. Although the dead waiter would make the people who saw him retch when walking, they still wasted some energy in squeezing into the middle of the crowd.

I only heard the angel with short hair just asking the winged man with bare arms:

"I'm fernandelle, but I don't remember knowing you. Who the hell are you?"

The strong man smiled and waved his hands to the birds to take away the bad angels over there. He answered gracefully according to the instructions sent by Saraswati in his mind:

"We are all Ms. Angela's people. She arranged for us to save you."

Hearing this, Fernandel retreated, which she couldn't believe, because in the past, Angela was just an ordinary girl without wings anyway.

The angel queen once thought about abandoning her. It was at that time that fernandelle, a maid, persuaded the queen to take more care of the red haired girl on weekdays.

"But wasn't she the head of the war and captured by the enemy when she attacked the earth?"

"It's just acting. She's actually on the same front with the earth from beginning to end." The strong man lifted his long white hair and his waist, flapped his wings and said with a smile, "maybe you still don't know her true identity?"

"Unexpectedly, her true identity..." Fernandelle recalled and thought, her thin eyebrows frowned together, and suddenly realized: "is... She the Dragon King?!"

If it were not for the infinite loyalty to the goddess and the infinite trust in the high priest, the bird man supervisor would never say those shameful and inexplicable lines. Especially now, people's short haired angels still believe it. This deception is like a crime.

As the family members of aoshutu, the goddess taught everyone that it is not good to cheat, so it's better to keep silent.

But now there was a new order in his mind, and he had to open his mouth:

"... yes, she is the urban Dragon King, the God of special forces, the billionaire, the master of medicine, the underground emperor, the super car king, the detective of solving cases, the little fortune teller, and even the God of food. Anyway, you can put her on the powerful identities in modern urban life."

He recited the new lines in his mind word by word. As the commander of the Asura army, he felt that he was going to die. In particular, tens of thousands of compatriots behind him were holding back their smiles to see him.

However, fernandelle believed it. After all, tens of thousands of troops are here. Is it necessary for others to deceive her?

Of course not, so it must be true.

She took a deep breath, put away her huge sword, touched her wings, shook her head and said with a bitter smile:

"She even hid it from me. I had such a good relationship with her, but I never noticed anything different. Alas, sure enough, when I became a general, it was unfair to those who were really capable. But anyway, it's good, so you have a way to send these humans back to earth, right?"

Before the strong man could answer, the humans lying by the lake disappeared in a burst of blue light. After all, when the chess pieces are used up, of course, they should be recycled.

Su Ming not only asked the adjutant to continue the previous evacuation process, but also gave these people some rewards in view of their help.

Implant new memories into them so that they think they have won the Wilson sports welfare lottery and can cash in 100000 dollars in a few days.

The supreme mage will not treat those who have made efforts unfairly. Although they are in a coma from beginning to end, they are still useful, aren't they?

Seeing the captives sent away, Fernandel nodded with satisfaction and said, "don't hurt tismi. She just obeys orders. If she kills her because of this, it will be unfair to her."

Hearing this, the strong man's smile became sincere. With appreciation on his handsome face, he patted the female general's arm:

"Of course, all of us have the same ideas as you. What we pursue is fairness and justice. In the future, haiwenheim will certainly become an ideal country for everyone to enjoy all this."

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