Raphael came all the way to the underground laboratory.
In the laboratory, all preparations had been completed, and what was waiting for the arrival of Lord Raphael was. шшuruo Wuruo Novel Network first published When Raphael's figure appeared in the laboratory, all the angels knelt down on one knee.
"Lord Raphael."
Raphael said seriously: "Well, everyone, you have worked hard for the glory of the angel clan."
A ten-winged archangel stood up and said: "Sir, this is what we should do.
Please see, sir, all the containers have been prepared and we can start at any time."
Raphael looked at the containers, then nodded and said: "Okay, you must be careful.
They are all the elites of our angel clan, and there is no room for carelessness."
"Yes, sir."
The ten-winged archangel immediately glanced at the angels beside him, and these angels also moved quickly.
One by one, the ten-winged angels were carefully carried into these prepared containers by the angels.
When their bodies were put in place, the Ten-Winged Archangel, the only human in the entire Shi-Wing laboratory, began the next step of work.
The human was a fire mage.
He quickly cast fire magic on a huge container while carefully controlling the temperature of the flame.
When the temperature of the huge container reached a certain level, an angel immediately flew to the top of the container and opened the gate that sealed the container.
The hot blood flowed into each container along the prepared tubes.
For a moment, the smell of blood filled the entire laboratory.
Each container was quickly filled with blood, and then began the process of absorbing the blood.
This process is also the moment that determines the fate of these angels.
Their thoughts have been at a standstill.
The entire absorption process depends on how strong their own willpower is.
The hot blood can help the angels quickly absorb the blood.
At the same time, a large amount of steam rises from the heads of these angels.
Soon, the blood vessels on these angels begin to bulge, and slowly, black and gold blood , it can be seen clearly with the naked eye.
Densely packed blood vessels, along with black and gold blood, gradually appeared on each angel's body.
With the beating of the heart, the blood vessels on the angels' bodies were beating violently.
Everyone held their breath, and their hearts were beating fiercely.
After several years of preparation, they were just waiting for the arrival of the God of Destiny at this moment.
This process is not slow.
On the contrary, it only takes a few minutes.
In these few minutes, the blood finally turns golden, which means that the angel has successfully advanced.
If it is black, it means failure.
However, these two situations together accounted for less than half of the number of angels.
The reason for the greater number of angels was due to the repulsive nature of the fusion of the two blood types.
In addition, the sleeping angels did not have any sense of defense, and their blood vessels directly burst open.
With a bang, an angel's whole body exploded, and blood spattered everywhere.
Raphael looked at the exploded angel with unbearable eyes.
He looked up at the blood splattering everywhere.
Raphael shook his head helplessly, but there was a cruel look in his eyes.
Bang bang bang, there were countless sounds of blood vessels bursting.
The so-called fusion naturally requires an absorption process.
Of course, these angels whose blood vessels burst at the beginning cannot be fused.
Raphael waved his hand, and groups of angel soldiers appeared and took away the bodies of the angels whose bodies exploded.
How to deal with them was unknown.
There are nearly 800 angels.
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If we calculate according to the past success rate, it would be good to have eight people successfully advance.
But it must be the fusion of millions of angels at the same time, and the efficiency will naturally be greatly reduced.
But now.
There are only 800 angels advancing at the same time, and each angel is watched by several angels.
Once they find something strange, they try their best to find a way to remedy it.
Therefore, the possibility of success is much higher than before.
But even so, the eight hundred angels were reduced to less than a hundred in just a few minutes.
There was already a trace of cold sweat on Raphael's forehead.
Even if seven hundred ten-winged angels were sent to the battlefield, the death rate would never be so fast.
Raphael had seen this situation many times, but every time, he still couldn't help but feel deeply heartbroken.
Finally, the crackling sound stopped.
According to past experience, the less than a hundred ten-winged angels in front of them will undergo the final fusion, and the result will be immediately presented to everyone.
One second.
Two seconds.
Every angel here is counting silently in their hearts.
The golden light finally rose, and the first ancestral warrior succeeded.
Just behind him, golden light continued to rise, and among the eight hundred angels, fifteen angels were successfully promoted to ancestral warriors.
For these fifteen ancestral warriors, a full 30,000 demons' blood and 800 ten-winged angels were expended.
In exchange for such a huge price, fifteen super-powerful men were born.
The ancestral warriors of the Ten Wings are completely superior to their opponents at the same level.
When they are successfully promoted to the Twelve Wings, even the Lord God cannot kill them directly in a one-on-one situation.
Just imagine, if there are hundreds of thousands of such warriors, the seventy-two demon gods of the demon clan are not the seventy-three demon gods, they are just a joke.
The fifteen ancestral warriors slowly opened their eyes.
When they saw Raphael, they immediately said, "Lord Raphael."
Obviously, these fifteen ancestral warriors have not yet adapted to their current status, so when they saw Raphael, they were still full of respect in their hearts.
"Don't be so polite, you can just call me by my name."
How dare those ancestor warriors be so presumptuous?
Raphael was just being polite to them, because after they became ancestor warriors, they would no longer be under the jurisdiction of the Moon Temple.
But the Palace Master must be the Palace Master, one of the twelve core members of the Angel Clan.
If you really call the other person by his or her name, you are really not far from death.
Raphael's words are just to prove his attitude.
He wants to tell other angels that as long as they become an ancestral warrior, they will have the same glory as the twelve-winged angel archangel.
If not, how could there be so many ten-winged angels willing to sacrifice for it?
"Seal these clansmen temporarily and wait for the next awakening.
You guys, follow me."
Raphael looked at everyone and said something, turned around, and left first.
The fifteen ancestral warriors took the clothes handed by the angel, put them on quickly, and immediately followed Raphael and walked to the other end of the laboratory.
The creaking sound makes people feel particularly uncomfortable.
The door that had not been opened for a long time was finally opened.
"You know, this road has been passed by countless ancestral warriors like you, because only you are qualified to leave from here, so they call this road the Sacred Road, which means that naturally they don't need me here.
Say more."
"Holy Angel" The fifteen ancestral warriors said in confusion.
Raphael nodded as he walked and said: "Yes, ancestor warriors, this is just to deal with the angels who participated in the bloodline awakening.
You have successfully awakened the bloodline.
This is the most real thing, and only you are qualified to understand it."
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"Yes, I am willing to listen to your advice."
Raphael seemed to be lost in memories and said: "Millions of years ago, the wings of the angel clan's ancestors were golden.
Unfortunately, I don't know what happened, and our wings became white.
Not only that, once we fight, If you kill too many enemies, you may become black.”
The angel behind Raphael only knows half of these things, that is, his wings can turn black, and he is also called a fallen angel.
"In order to prevent the evil energy from invading our hearts, the angel clan has finally found a way to suppress the wings after countless years of hard work.
However, we have always been unable to find a way to awaken the original bloodline."
"It wasn't until three million years ago that an angel named Lucifer successfully awakened.
We didn't know that through promotion, we could regain our original abilities.
However, because of our too persistent pursuit of powerful power, Lord Lucifer final."
"So, after experimenting again and again, we finally found the current method, and you are part of the successful awakening."
"Now, you should understand that you are not fake ancestral warriors at all, but holy angels who have truly awakened your bloodline."
When these fifteen holy angels heard this, they immediately knelt down on one knee and said, "Thank you, Lord Raphael, for your cultivation."
Raphael looked at them and said, "Don't thank me.
The reason I spend so much effort training you is not just to prove the existence of holy angels, but to save all the angels when they are in the most critical moment."
The fifteen holy angels said: "We are willing to sacrifice our lives for our people."
Ha ha.
Raphael laughed loudly and said: "You have given your lives and you don't know how powerful you are.
The underground space of the central temple has prepared a large amount of godhead for you.
As long as you successfully integrate it, you will soon become twelve Winged Holy Angels, at that time, even the Lord God will not be able to easily kill you.
I wonder who in the entire heaven can make you pay your life."
The fifteen holy angels looked at Raphael in surprise.
They couldn't believe that they could really have such a powerful power.
Under the main god, doesn't that mean that as long as they merge with the godhead, they will become more powerful than the Raphael in front of them?
Seeing the expression on the holy angel's face, Raphael sneered and said, "Why do you think you are too powerful?"
The fifteen holy angels immediately bowed and saluted: "I don't dare.
Don't worry, sir.
No matter how we grow, we will never forget the kindness of your cultivation."
"Well, very good."
Raphael was very satisfied with these guys' answers, but his expression suddenly changed.
"Now, I'll give you a chance to prove yourself and come out to me."
Raphael's hand suddenly waved into the air, and a stream of divine power spread directly in the air.
A few extremely fast figures flashed slightly and then disappeared immediately.
"Why do you still want to hide?
Let me tell you the truth.
This road is blocked at both ends.
As long as I don't give the order, you will never be able to leave for the rest of your life."
Wuying's body gradually appeared.
He looked at Raphael curiously and said, "Angel clan, how did you discover our existence?"
"Humph, with such a poor concealment technique, do you really think you can deceive me?"
Raphael's words were actually to earn some face for himself.
In fact, Raphael had no idea that Wuying followed them in.
However, on the way to awakening the Holy Angel, when the blood vessel of the first angel burst, Wuying was unprepared and prevented the blood from splashing into the air.
Coincidentally, Raphael was looking up at the sky at that time.
As a palace master, Raphael has so much experience.
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At a glance, he saw a human-shaped blank space appearing in the splashing blood.
At that time, Raphael already knew that someone was hiding above his head.
To be honest, Raphael was almost exposed at this time.
He was extremely shocked, because he had never thought that someone would be hiding next to him, but he did not notice them.
What a terrifying guy this is.
At first, Raphael thought this person was the devil who was imprisoned in the dungeon, but just now, Raphael realized that they were actually a group of people.
This is the sophistication of a palace master.
Raphael not only successfully concealed his inner shock, but also successfully changed his tone.
Hearing Raphael say that his concealment methods were poor, Wuying immediately became angry and said: "Angel clan, don't think that you are so great when you discover us.
You don't have to worry about whether we can leave here.
You should worry about yourself.
Bar."
"What did you say" Raphael was furious.
Looking at the entire heaven, no one dared to talk to him like this.
Thinking that he could defeat a twelve-winged angel just because he had learned some hidden skills was a bunch of idiots.
"Do it."
Raphael said two words coldly.
Having just been promoted to Holy Angels, these fifteen angels had already been eager to try their abilities.
By chance, a few guys who didn't know how to live or die appeared here.
This was simply prepared for them.
One by one, the angels spread their golden wings.
The pride in their hearts was indescribable.
They took out the holy angel swords almost at the same time and quickly dispersed, each corresponding to a ghost assassin.
"kill" Raphael pointed in the direction of Wuying and shouted coldly.
The fifteen holy angels rushed towards the ghost assassins without hesitation, and the archangel sword in their hands suddenly struck them down.
Swish Swish Swish Wuying and the ghost assassins around him took out their weapons from the void without hesitation.
These eighteen weapons were forged by the dwarves using crystal stones from the North Heaven Realm and were of extremely high quality.
I remembered a few crisp collision sounds.
Then, there was a thumping sound of landing.
A mouthful of golden blood spat directly onto the ground.
The holy angel who fought against Wuying was actually hit by this blow and vomited blood.
They looked at Raphael blankly, and the rising hearts of glory in their hearts were immediately shattered.
"Sir, has our strength increased or decreased?"
The holy angel who vomited blood looked at Raphael dully and asked.
"How is that possible?"
Raphael looked at Wuying and the seventeen ghost assassins around him with difficulty.
The ten-winged holy angel, even if he has just awakened, is definitely stronger than the ordinary ten-winged angel.
With such strength, he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood with just one blow.
The power of the twelve-winged angel burned directly on Raphael's body.
He wanted to take action himself to test the strength of these guys.
Seeing that the old man opposite was already firing on all cylinders, Wuying didn't dare to be careless at all.
Trial once told him that the palace master here had more power than Wuying, so he must be more careful.
And the palace master is naturally this old man.
This passage was built by the Angel Clan for the Holy Angel Legion.
It was extremely wide, and because of this, Wuying had more room to display.
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Putting away the long sword, Wuying's body grew bigger little by little, and the seventeen ghost assassins around him also made the same movements one after another.
In the confused eyes of Raphael and Holy Angel, ghost dragons appeared in front of them.
"What kind of race are you?"
Although Raphael is well-informed, the ghost dragon has never appeared in the South Heaven Realm.
How could he know that there are undead tribes in this world?
Although Wuying has no language barrier, he must still not be sophisticated enough.
"The Undead."
Wuying said these three words with great pride.
But in Raphael's ears, these three words sounded extremely beautiful.
"Undead" Raphael felt that these guys in front of him were idiots.
What the angels were best at was that they were born to be the nemesis of the undead, especially Raphael, who was a super light master.
Wuying looked at Raphael coldly and said, "You should be honored to die in the mouth of the great undead ghost dragon."
Raphael laughed loudly and said, "Really?
Look what this is."
Raphael said, condensing a healing magic group in his hand.
After the magic appeared, Wuying immediately felt uncomfortable all over his body.
That kind of power seemed to be his natural nemesis.
Although it was only a small ball of elements, it seemed to have extremely powerful power.
"go."
Raphael whispered a word, and the magic ball in his hand immediately spun.
With a "swish" sound, the magic ball flew towards Wuying mixed with a whistling sound.
Seeing the magic flying towards him, Wuying subconsciously wanted to block it, but as soon as his dragon wings came into contact with the healing technique, he immediately felt a strong burning sensation spread throughout his body.
But Wuying is not that easy to deal with.
Although he is an undead, he must be a high-level undead.
With seventeenth-level strength, Wuying already has a trace of soul, plus the training of Gao Shun and Bai Qi.
Although Wuying is not good at tricks, his fighting skills are extremely high.
"Angel Clan, you will pay a heavy price for your actions."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wuying immediately returned to his human form.
He kicked the soles of his feet on the ground, and his body instantly moved back and forth on the ground with extremely flexible steps.
It turned out to be Qinggong.
Not only that, the shadow of the long sword appeared in his hand, and at the same time he performed the Thirteen Qingfeng Swords
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