Versatile Mage

Movan's body is cocooning.

It was a particular fine velvet woven without the sensation of burning pain or tight bondage, but very soft, like soft silk.

Movan did not resist, leaving himself wrapped in this cocoon of light.

It's just that somehow these were sacred and hot fleeces, and the process of wrapping them around Movan had a little bit of a transformation, and the power of holiness was gradually fading away, and a ray of red light slowly replaced gold.

When Movan was already bound by this knot of light, the whole fleece turned into a red silkworm coat that would protect Movan, and even more exaggerated, the cage was slowly shrunk in the night sky, and sometime turned red!

Instead of six horrific arcs of light, it is one red sickle that opens the ground and slashes it straight towards the position of the archangel Saliel.

Archangel Saliyeh shows horror.

This is the sacred spell he used to trap this demon's head, but he didn't expect the other party's evil power to be so powerful, he actually took the trapped demon knot and turned it into his power.

“Huh!!!!!! ”

Sickle, red as evil moon, the whole sacrificial mountain was completely divided, blooming like a lotus flower, and the pounding evil force hidden beneath the sacrificial mountain for a time was completely unstoppable, like a hell evil door was opened, thousands of hell demons rushed towards the earth.

Archangel Saliyeh had a golden shield, and Dao's milky white shield feathers circled around him, but whenever evil spilled on him, those milky white shield feathers would guard him like shields.

Saliel looked around with a little indifference on his face.

He was empty, but he could walk lightly. The white shield feathers were flying, and the special light was purifying the evil of the resentment around him, while sprinkling the glow as beautiful as the aurora.

This image can be seen throughout both houses.

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Saliel had no interest in those rebellious light cages, which were themselves props for subjugating heresy, and he slowly came down from the sky, and every step he took, the brilliance of the night was one more layer, as if the sky had divided one layer as a result, this layer was the divine sky, and there was a palace in it for the restoration of grandeur and quiet!

No matter how luxurious this palace may be, Movan knows that it is an extraordinary world in which he can be trapped forever.

Movan smelled the magic of space and another unknown and terrible universe, and Saliel was about to throw himself into that extra-dimensional vicious universe, where perhaps there was a holy universe that was brilliant, but absolutely no breath of life.

It's a dead dimensional cage, and it's swallowing itself up little by little.

Magic, in the hands of Archangel Saliel, has changed completely, and this ability he uses is like the true domain of God, more like a mythical landscape.

Movan took a deep breath.

The smell of that world is no different from the cloudiness of the dark, whether it's sweet or the air here that suits you best.

Movan was not deterred by the power of Shaliyeh, and if he had no knowledge of dimensional magic, he would really be trapped inside for a long time and let time pass by at the speed of time.

Movan clearly remembers that in Dubai there is also a magician with such powers, who fights with him himself, and his use of the dimension is even more exotic.

Nowadays, Movan's spiritual universe has reached the realm of the curse. He also holds the magic of chaos and space. He can find an exit in this complex dimensional dimension. No matter how strange this place is, he cannot hold himself as long as he finds that exit!

Along that sweet air, Movan finds his way to the double court.

He escaped from the stratified space palace, but when Movan looked up, he found that the swallowing surface was still swallowing, like a rich black hole, involving the western court's Academy Mountain as well.

“Saliet, what are you doing?” Movan said with some surprise.

“The Pavilion has been reduced to a place where the devil keeps it, and I will not allow the devil to break into society.” Saliel said coldly.

He does not seem to care at all that Movan has escaped, and his appalling magic is directed not only at Movan, but at the entire double court.

“Interesting, you've been squatting here, witnessing everything that's happened, but you didn't show up, you didn't stop it, you let it happen, and now you're going to wipe it out, are you hiding your crimes, or are you thinking about the stability of society?” Mofan questioned.

“Everything that happens in the world, in our eyes, is nothing more than a falling flower, a running water, a normal law. Before the Red Devil became an evil god, he did not cross the border, and as an archangel I would not interfere, even if I had witnessed it.” Archangel Saliel said.

“So this is the trap you set for me, watching the Red Devil become that righteous soul in the autumn. Even when you witness him as an evil god, you will not feel able to stop him. When I cross the border, you will have enough reason to use your archangel power to sanction me!” Movan Dao.

Always on the list of archangels and definitely at the top of the list!

Archangel Saliel, even in order to destroy himself, had to cross the “curse” line ahead of time to become that “transboundary” heretic, so that Archangel Saliel would roam the Holy City in the name of destroying a generation of evil gods.

The Red Devil ascended to the Evil God, which did not enter Saliel's eyes at all.

Suppose the Red Devil is himself.

The one who masters the perfect demonic ability and is able to control the Green Dragon, this man becomes the evil god, and is the perfect Holy City examination for Saliyeh!

“You don't have to speculate about the actions of an archangel. We were never Angels of Saints, we were killers, we were scavengers of God, politicians, rulers who might be disgraced by the indiscriminate killing of innocents, but we don't care about disgrace, our eyes are longer, our philosophy is deeper, even we don't see ourselves as human beings, we only maintain the order of the world!” Shaliyeh's accusations against Movan do not seem true.

Order of the world.

It is not the order of peace.

Nor is it the order of turbulence.

There is only one holy city in this world, no one can shake the order!