Chapter 3772: fair light

"I knew it would be like this. This kind of outdated old meme pretending to be slapped in the face looks like my cousin is playing. If it wasn't for him, I would kill the whole family on the spot, okay?"

Deadpool was asked by Diana and Carroll not to approach, and had to keep a distance of more than five meters, but he didn't care, and while flying from the lake in the direction of the large group of angels, he turned his head and muttered to no one:

"Family, after a wave of gifts, I've seen it. Those angels who didn't wear golden armor later? As far as you see, they're actually all androids, or artificial humans, because there are too many, so Couldn't make enough golden armor in a short time, so my cousin just gave them sheets."

Although Deadpool is mentally ill and stinks to death, he can be considered to understand his cousin's style.

Diana was wiping her mouth while flying in front, and at the same time she was eavesdropping on her cousin's self-talk. At this time, she also remembered, yes, these troops occupying the park do not seem to be angels. But another winged race.

Not only is the style of clothing different, but even the eyes are different.

The angels' eyes were full of greed. When they looked at people, it was like a meat vendor in a supermarket looking at the pork on his chopping board, thinking about how much he could sell people for.

But what about these people who don't wear golden armor? There is only fanaticism in their eyes, which is an emotion that can go through fire and water for their beliefs. They seem to have no worldly desires at all, but to offer loyalty to an object.

Mad believers, Diana has seen a lot of them before. This kind of person is often just a line away from a lunatic, and it 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 an assassination operation against the dark elves?

Although not so dark...

The lake was very calm, and there were still some petals on the water waves. Several small boats were blown by the wind at the pier, pulling cables and floating, and they collided with each other lightly, making interesting sounds.

The thinking process was very slow, but in reality, the three of them had already 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, and not far away is an angel with long wavy hair and a **** face who is **** and held as a prisoner. .

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

The results of it? Now it was taken out by the death knell and used as a **** again.

She was too lazy to talk, and she didn't know if she was always slapped on the head by the frying pan in the past, but instead of knocking her out, she used a trick this time, so it made her seem to feel less angry.

In other words, it has been accustomed to being pitted.

The three of them mixed into the group of angels. Although Deadpool would make those who saw him retching while walking, it was a waste of strength to squeeze into the center of the crowd.

I just heard the short-haired angel just asking the shirtless winged man:

"I'm Fernandelle, but I don't remember knowing you. Who are you?"

The strong man smiled slightly, waved his hands to signal to his birdmen to take away a few bad angels over there, and replied gracefully according to the instructions sent by Sarasvati in his head:

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

Hearing this statement, Fernandelle stepped back again and again, she couldn't believe it, because in the past, no matter how you looked at it, Angela was just an ordinary girl without wings.

The Queen of Angels once thought of abandoning her, but Fernandelle, who was a maid at that time, persuaded the Queen to take good care of the red-haired **** weekdays.

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

"That's just acting. She is actually on the same front as the earth from beginning to end." The strong man fluttered his waist-length white hair, flapped his wings and smiled and said, "Maybe you still don't know her true identity?"

"That's actually the case, then her true identity..." Fernandelle recalled and pondered, her thin eyebrows were wrinkled together, and she suddenly realized: "Could it be... she is the Dragon King? !"

If it weren't for the infinite loyalty to the goddess and the infinite trust in the high priest, the bird warden would never say those shameful and inexplicable lines, especially now, the angels with short hair still believe it, this deception is like a crime. .

As the family of Aoshutu, the goddess taught everyone that it is not good to lie, it is better to keep silent.

But now there was a new order in his mind, and he could only open his mouth as a last resort:

"...Yes, she is the urban dragon king, the **** of special forces, a billionaire, a master of medicine, an underground emperor, a super car king, a detective, a fortune-telling genius, and even a food god, anyway, the most powerful ones in modern urban life. Identity, you can put it on her."

Word by word, he recited the new lines in his mind. As the commander of the Asura army, he felt that he was about to die, especially since there were tens of thousands of compatriots behind him who were watching him with a smile.

However, Finandelle believed it to be true. After all, there were tens of thousands of troops standing here. Is it necessary for them to lie to her?

Of course not, so it must be true.

She took a deep breath, put away the giant sword and touched her wings, shook her head and smiled bitterly:

"She didn't even hide it from me. I have such a good relationship with her, but I never noticed anything different. Alas, it is indeed unfair to those who are really capable when I am a general. 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.

Not only did Su Ming let the adjutant continue the previous evacuation process, but since they helped, he also gave these people some rewards.

Implant them with new memories that make them think they've won the Wilson Sports Welfare Lottery and will be able to claim the $100,000 prize in a few days.

The Supreme Mage will not treat those who have contributed badly. Although they are in a coma from beginning to end, they still come in handy, don't they?

Seeing the captives being sent away, Fernandelle nodded in satisfaction, and added, "Don't hurt Tismi, she just obeys orders, and it would be unfair to her if she was killed because of this."

Hearing this, the strong man's smile became a lot more sincere. With a look of admiration on his handsome face, he patted the female general's arm:

"Of course, all of us have the same thoughts as you, and what we pursue is fairness and justice. In the future, Havenheim will definitely become an ideal country where everyone can enjoy all these things."