The Angels of the Holy City-Nothing Special!

The cold air from the Alps blew into the Holy City. The murky haze that had hung over the city during the day lifted like a veil, revealing a clean city awash in golden light beneath the crystal-clear night sky. From above, the magnificent palaces, brightly lit avenues, uniquely designed buildings, and gleaming towers of Mingzhu formed vivid veins of life across the land on the western slopes of the Alps, brimming with vitality!

The Holy City clung to the mountains in the east, where the terrain dropped sharply. From the summit of a mountain that stood like a Swordback Dragon, the whole city lay beneath the gaze of anyone who looked down...

A figure appeared and headed straight for the Holy City.

At the sight of that figure, Raguel, Raphael, Uriel, Michael, who had already returned, and Gabriel appeared outside the Holy City at the same time.

Zhan Kong stopped in front of the five angels and said bluntly, "I'm the one you're looking for. Let her go."

"Heh..."

Michael chuckled mockingly. "So the Undead Emperor is sentimental after all. But the living and the dead belong to different worlds... Now that you're dead, stay out of the world of the living."

"Then we'll see what you're capable of," the Ancient King said indifferently.

Seeing that the Ancient King was about to attack, Raphael raised a milky-white beam edged in gold in his hands. It shot straight into the sky above the city and transformed into two crossed holy swords of light!

Then two cities appeared, though not a single person was in the one in the sky...

"Enter the Holy City battlefield!"

After a shout rang out, one Inquisition Mage after another entered the Holy City above them.

Tang Miao was among them, of course, but none of