When the Qing Palace entered the former base, Kamijou looked at the church dome that was slowly closing the last gap in front of him and squinted his eyes slightly.

"The Star of Bethlehem... from the perspective of the whole thing, it's not something I can figure out at all." Kamijo gently rubbed his eyebrows, "However, according to the action of the fire on the right, this is another indispensable item in his plan..."

"In other words, no matter what I do, can't I get around this sky fortress at this moment?" Shangyou pondered for a few seconds, "Then if..." he said, lifting his right hand and gently pressing it on a stone tablet with a faint light in front of him.

A sound of air bursting like crying sounded, and the stone tablet in front of him suddenly broke, and the light flowing on it disappeared instantly at the same time. When the gravel fell on the ground, it looked like it had turned into a completely ordinary stone from the outside.

"There is no way to completely eliminate it, but it is enough to prove that it is effective..." Shangjiu bent down and gently held a few pieces of gravel with his right hand. After watching the lights on the broken section finally disappeared completely, he nodded slightly, "Then"

"Yoxi" Kamijo raised his right hand and punched the building beside him, "Damn this Bethlehem Star as much as possible!"

The sharp explosion sounded again, but the next moment, Shangyou's face suddenly changed!

"Whether it is Shasha Chloeve who has the power of an angel, or the remote control spiritual equipment of 103,000 magic books, plus the ritual venue of Bethlehem, and your right hand suitable for the power of this great master," a frivolous and familiar voice sounded over the Star of Bethlehem, "all conditions are ready."

"Fire on the right!" Shangjoo raised his head suddenly and surrounded him vigilantly, "Where are you? Come out!"

"Of course, since it is your last wish, how could I be stingy with it?" The next moment, under Kamijo's stern gaze, a red figure appeared out of thin air on the dome of the building not far away. The man's face still had that evil and careless smile, "At least, let the supporting actor leave me before this."

"By the way," it seemed to be some bad taste. The fire on the right deliberately lowered his head and looked at Shangyou with a smile. "Although there are some factors that surprised me, the ability of the school city was still alive, but"

"Hmph," Shangjoo snorted coldly, "The strength of the Qing Palace is definitely not as simple as you imagined!"

"Oh, you're talking about the guy who accidentally got a little bit of that kind of strength?" Zhihuo on the right smiled faintly, "You're right, it's indeed an extraordinary guy, but the most wrong thing about him is to enter other people's base camp casually."

"He is dead now!"

In an instant, Shangjoo's eyes turned red!

...The other end.

"This place... seems to have changed again?" Qing Gong looked at the vast space in front of him and couldn't help but be a little stunned. "If I remember correctly, this place was originally an office of a military base, right?"

The moment the Qing Palace pushed open the door, it was like crossing a twisted door. What caught my eye was not the office of the fire on the right, but a vast hall. On both sides of the hall were tables and chairs like church chapels. In the middle of the front of the hall, there was even a lectern for the priest to preach.

"Let's not mention the church-like layout, just this space is not right..." Qing Gong frowned and looked around, "In terms of the size of this space, it seems that it is almost the same as the entire base... But I didn't feel anything strange?"

He lowered his head and looked at his right hand. The white flames on it were still burning quietly, like quicksand slowly pouring out from an hourglass, eroding his body bit by bit.

Even the fantasy killer seemed unable to kill this flame completely. The grip before Shangjou left just suppressed it. Qinggong could still feel that this flame was still hidden in his body and was everywhere.

"What the hell did I become..." Qing Gong shook his head and slowly advanced among the two rows of seats. "However, it seems that it is a church. The power of the angel seems to be stronger..."

At this moment, suddenly, Qing Palace looked shaking and turned his head suddenly. At the same time, a petite figure rushed up behind him.

"Shaxia?" Qing Gong retreated suddenly, but when he saw who the petite figure was, he was stunned, "You?!"

Shasha's movements were very strange, like a man who could not swim but drown. He could not see the ability of the angel's arrival incident at all, and looked like he was trapped in an invisible swamp. In addition, the Qing Palace also discovered a very strange phenomenon, Shasha's mouth opened and closed, as if she was saying something.

"You are..." Qing Gong frowned, took a step back alertly, and leaned his back on the podium behind him, "Are you Shaxia or the power of god?"

"......xi...a...o..." Shaxia's expression became even more excited. Her face, which was originally expressionless, vividly interpreted the "urgent" look. At the same time, she tried hard to stretch out her fingers, pointed at Qinggong and kept swaying, making vague sounds in her mouth, but she couldn't hear what she was saying.

"What are you talking about?" Seeing this scene, the Qing Palace's expression became even more vigilant. Shaxia's current appearance made him think of the magic released by the power of the Archangel God when the angel came, "You..."

"Heart!" Shaxia finally shouted out the last two words, and her voice suddenly became smoother. The stagnation just now seemed to have disappeared without a trace. At the same time, her body suddenly became much faster and she rushed straight towards the Qing Palace.

It's too late.

Qinggong felt that the podium leaning behind him suddenly burned, and countless blood-red flames bloomed like lotus flowers. The next moment, Qinggong suddenly felt that his chest was empty.

"...... Sure enough," Qinggong lowered his head with a little difficulty. He looked at the army stinging with blood flames on his chest and smiled weakly, "This feeling is really familiar..."

Turning his head, what caught my eye was a pair of dark red eyes full of chaos, and a face that was exactly the same as the Qing Palace.

In his hands, a trace of blood was slowly spreading, and quietly merged into the Qing Palace's body in the direction of piercing...

On the other end of the base.

Feeling the angel power around him suddenly dissipated, Kurajo couldn't help but be surprised, but when he saw the fire on the right that suddenly burst into laughter, his heart couldn't help but sink.

"How can there be humans in this world who can survive the back of an archangel?" The fire on the right laughed, "Sure enough, I can find the bodies of two angels, and the world also supports me!"

"Since now," the fire on the right grinned, "the supporting role has already left the stage, then, clean up the world!"

"The power of the Archangel God!"

As the fire on the right fell, the sky suddenly changed and was once again enveloped by a huge magic array. The stars bloomed in the sun, flashing with a mysterious aura. In the center of the sky, a human figure as smooth as white jade slowly appeared.

"yo!" With the scream of the archangel who had descended on earth, six pairs of obsidian wings that were more than a few kilometers long stretched out in the air again!

The protection of the ultra-electromagnetic gun
Chapter completed!