boom!

With just one blow, the skeleton mage was dispersed by half. The lich quickly used the resurrection spell, but under the burning flames, he was able to save less than one-third of it.

"Surrender."

Behind the archangel, a mysterious man wrapped in a golden cloak came stepping on a golden cloak. He looked at the lich below and said, "Your army of the undead cannot defeat my angel army."

"I am one of the seraphic angels of the Temple of Light. As long as you surrender to me, you will ‘submit’ all the points and silver cards to me. I will ensure that you can return safely in the name of light."

"This is the kindness of your highness. Don't miss your life." The archangel next to the mysterious man raised his sword and shouted.

"Pooh."

The ranger landed, raised his head and looked at the mysterious man with golden light: "Sechner? I'm not scared. You, Seraph, will you be sent to this game field of God?"

"For the sake of light, Seraph should be determined without hesitation." The mysterious man whispered: "Humans, don't use your ant heart to measure the light."

"bright?"

The Lich laughed: "You are just worried that you will suffer too much loss when fighting with me, which will not help you win this game in the end."

"This game is related to becoming a gold medal player!" said the Lich: "I will not give up."

"Is that so...a pity."

The mysterious man said that at this time, the angels around him turned into golden lights and shadows, and rushed towards the lich.

The Lich is the leader of this team. If he dies, it will be possible for the other players to surrender.

However, it is not easy for a Lich who can be chosen as the leader and commander by the God's Game Field.

The lich stretched out his dry hands, and an obscure spell was spit out of his mouth. A ghost dragon covered in gray "monster" appeared in front of him, facing the angels...
Chapter completed!