"Bring those archangels up here."

Reaching out his hand and giving instructions to the angel kneeling in front of him, Zhan Feihong looked at the ghost dragon girl Zhao'er who emerged from beside him.

"Don't panic, follow the method I taught you, and do it bit by bit."

Seeing that Zhan Feihong's expression was a little nervous, Zhaoer gave him an encouraging smile, and then entangled his ghost dragon power in the air.

Nodding to Zhao'er, Zhan Feihong silently watched the archangels being carried up.

After the previous fierce battle, their wings had been damaged to varying degrees, and were torn open by the mixed power of the Tai Chi Divine Thunder.

In fact, Zhan Feihong relied on this newly tested new trick to defeat several entire corps and tens of thousands of angels in a very short period of time.

According to the plan studied by Ghost Dragon Girl and his grandfather Song Xunwen, today's Tai Chi Divine Thunder and the Taoist magic that transforms angel wings are completely integrated. Once the angel's wings are damaged, the transformation process begins directly.

It was precisely relying on this power that Zhan Feihong's troops fought more and more, forcing the remaining angels to lose confidence and finally surrender.

Only these archangels resisted until the end.

"If you cooperate a little, this process might not be too painful."

When all the scarred archangels were pressed in front of Zhan Feihong, he said calmly.

"A mutant that is more vicious than a demon, even if we die, we won't let you succeed!"

Seeing their comrades worshiping their enemies as gods, these archangels were already extremely angry.

"Do you think I'm cruel? I solved the dispute without hurting any of your soldiers. If this can be considered cruel, then what is mercy?"

In response to the scoldings of several archangels, Zhan Feihong waved his hands disapprovingly and asked.

"Compared with brainwashed puppets, we would rather perish than choose freedom!"

Hearing Zhan Feihong's words, the archangel glared and roared.

"Freedom? What you say is very interesting. When have puppet lives like you, who are at the mercy of the Creator God, ever had freedom?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Zhan Feihong asked again.

"You are just relying on your monstrous words to confuse our minds? We are noble angels, children of God the Father. There is absolutely nothing wrong with following God the Father's orders. God the Father is the most supreme existence in our eyes!"

However, the archangel did not follow Zhan Feihong's tactics and said with pride in his eyes.

"No matter how great your Father God is, He is already dead."

Hearing the stubborn words of these archangels, Zhan Feihong finally stopped persuading him and directly dealt a heavy blow.

"This is impossible! Father God can create everything, how could he perish? We don't even bother to listen to such despicable lies like yours!"

Naturally, those archangels couldn't believe Zhan Feihong so easily, so they couldn't help but shake their heads.

"Then tell me, how long has it been since you last saw your Father God?"

Looking at their appearance, Zhan Feihong was not angry, but continued to ask.

When mentioning the time when Father God disappeared, the expressions of the archangels suddenly darkened. Although they were confident in what they just said, the time since the God of Creation had been gone was too long. No matter how firm their faith was, it would still be difficult to

produce vacillation.

"Humph, no matter how long Father God is gone, nothing can happen! Father God is omnipotent!"

But even so, the archangel still found it difficult to accept the truth given by Zhan Feihong.

"I can assure you, no one... is omnipotent."

There was a touch of serenity in his expression, Zhan Feihong sighed and said: "Have you ever thought about what it was like to fight against the devil when your father-god was here, and what it was like to fight against the devil after the father-god left?

Situation? Moreover, even without Father God, is this war really so difficult to end, and is it necessary to delay it for such a long time?"

His questions one after another made several archangels feel more and more guilty, and they couldn't help but turn their heads and exchange glances with each other.

"To tell you the truth, you are just chess pieces in other people's hands now! And the world you live in is just a chessboard holding chess pieces for people to play with!"

At this point, seeing that their expressions were unbearable, Zhan Feihong simply told the truth.

"This is impossible, you are insulting our sacred war!"

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the archangels retorted with an angry roar.

"What do you think it will bring me if I lie to you? Your wings have been damaged. Even if I don't do anything, I will turn into a devil in a few days. And, look here -"

Halfway through his words, Zhan Feihong took the Father God's Noble Phantasm from Michael and Raphael and showed it in the eyes of several archangels.

"You can check it out. These two are the treasures of the Father God, Archangel Michael and Psalm Leader Raphael. In fact, they are much more enlightened than you and have already thought of the problems involved."

Although half of what he said was false, the Noble Phantasm of God the Father on the ground was worthy of its name, which made the archangels shrink their pupils.

"Could it be that our Father God has really passed away? And we have become cannon fodder at the mercy of others..."

There was deep sorrow and disbelief on their faces, and they couldn't help but mutter to themselves.

Frowning slightly, Zhan Feihong stared at the archangels and said: "I know, this is hard for you to accept, but your god has indeed been destroyed by another existence that is more powerful than him. Rather than continue to endure this, The fate of the chess pieces is worse than worshiping me as a god to escape from this endless reincarnation!"

At this point, those archangels knew that the other party no longer planned to waste time on them.

"But how can you guarantee that we won't end up with the same ending after we worship you as a god...?"

Glancing at the broken wings behind him, another archangel asked blankly.

"If I can come here, I can leave here."

With a bit more confidence in his eyes, Zhan Feihong said calmly: "It won't be long before I end this war and take you to see the scene beyond the chessboard!"

After hearing Zhan Feihong's words, these archangels lowered their heads.

After being silent for nearly tens of seconds, they said helplessly: "Well, compared to degenerating into a demon, even if you become your puppet, it won't be any worse. But we angels still have angels.

If this boundary is crossed, we will never compromise!"

"Don't worry, since I have become your god, I will not let you down."

Seeing that these archangels finally showed signs of cooperation, Zhan Feihong immediately agreed.

With their cooperation, the Taoist mechanism given by Ghost Dragon Girl can be used in their complicated archangel wings without any hindrance.

The wings of this archangel are countless times more precise than the wings of ordinary angels. Even if ordinary demons possess a copy of the Spear of Longinus, they cannot do any harm to them.

Only existences like Andos among the great demons can barely cause damage to it.

This also requires a further replica of the Longinus Gun, which is dozens of times more powerful than ordinary demons, to be possible.

Therefore, it would be a huge challenge for Zhan Feihong to reshape these strong and complex archangel wings even under unimpeded conditions, not to mention that it would be difficult if those archangels insisted on obstructing them.

To what extent.

"No need to rush."

Seeing that Zhan Feihong had finally started to reshape the wings of several archangels, Zhao'er, the ghost dragon girl standing aside, guided her with concern. After several hours of hard work, the whole process was finally completed.

Taking a slow breath, Zhan Feihong wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the reshaped archangel with satisfaction.

"Greetings to my god!"

Facing Zhan Feihong's gaze, the archangels slowly knelt down and showed no intention of resisting.

"You can go back and continue to manage your legions."

With a hint of relief at the corner of his mouth, Zhan Feihong did not waste any more time on these archangels who regarded him as their god, and left them with just a few words.

In the blink of an eye, he traveled to another area and walked to a platform.

"Wanqin..."

He reached out and picked up the beauty on the platform, Zhan Feihong's eyes were filled with pity.

When cleaning out those angel legions, he could have directly destroyed the archangel leaders of these legions to save more time.

But when he heard the reminder from Ghost Dragon Girl that the archangel's reshaping technique would help Huang Wanqin's injury, Zhan Feihong decided to capture these archangels alive.

For this reason, he was tortured and exhausted a lot of energy, and finally succeeded by luck.

Now that he had mastered the Taoist mechanism for repairing the archangel's wings, he naturally did not wait any longer and immediately came to Huang Wanqin's side.

Feeling Zhan Feihong's embrace, Huang Wanqin opened her eyes slightly.

After this period of adjusting her breath, although she still can't easily leave the platform and walk around like a healthy person, at least she won't fall asleep after a while.

She forced a smile at the other person, and wrapped her trembling little hands around Zhan Feihong's back.

Don't worry about me...you still have business to do...

Huang Wanqin slowly traced the words behind him one word at a time, and Huang Wanqin tried hard to express her feelings.

"You are my biggest priority right now!"

Until this moment, Huang Wanqin was still caring about herself, and Zhan Feihong couldn't help but be moved and his eyes turned red.

"I came here this time to check on the injury. If Zhao'er is really as effective as Zhao'er said, at least you can get out of bed and walk now."
Chapter completed!