Changing the Flags

The graveyard of the Angel Civilization?!

Nuoweidali was startled.

She glanced instinctively at Ai Luo Taren, only to see a look of reminiscence in his eyes, which immediately struck her.

The Angel Civilization —have all the people she cherished so dearly fallen into their graves?

She couldn't believe it.

Such a powerful Angel Civilization, with its Sacred Emperor Lord of Heaven still alive, actually suffered a complete sacrifice.

then.

As the Longevity Immortal Court armies stood in silent mourning before the tombstones of the Buddha Civilization.

Nuoweidali led her people, the White Sky Angel, in a mourning ceremony at the cemetery of the Buddha Civilization, and then slowly walked through this solemn cemetery toward the cemetery of the Angel Civilization.

soon.

When they arrived, the first thing they saw was a row of tattered Holiness banners planted in front of the Angel Civilization Cemetery, slowly fluttering in the winds of ash.

"These are the battle flags of the Angel Legion."

Behind Nuoweidali, an Angel stepped forward, carefully examined the flags, and said in a deep voice.

"The Dawn Angel Legion, the Gospel Angel Legion, the Radiance Angel Legion, the Death Angel Legion, the Twilight Angel Legion, the War Angel Legion..."

"And the White Sky Angel Legion!"

Among the Holiness banners of these Angel Legion, the Angel found one with the same design as the banner they were now raising.

That was the flag left behind when the entire White Sky Angel Legion was wiped out, planted on this land.

Nuoweidali took a deep look, sighed, stepped forward, and pulled the flag out.

Instantly.

This battle flag exuded an unimaginable and magnificent aura, as if the White Sky Angel Legion had been reborn.

Nuoweidali, gripping the flag tightly, suddenly felt a shift in space and time, finding herself standing before countless people, with her comrades behind her and enemies in front of her.

On the battlefield, they advanced without ever retreating!

Finally, everyone fell, leaving only this flag planted in the ground.

Though it is broken, it will never fall!

This is the spirit of the White Sky Angel Legion.

Nuoweidali's eyes regained their clarity. Instead of planting the flag back in her hand, she had an Angel carrying the flag step forward from behind her.

"Plant our flag here."

"Then, you take this flag!"

"This... Lady Nuoweidali, wouldn't this be a desecration of our ancestors?"

The Angel asked hesitantly.

"No, I take her up today because I have assumed the responsibilities of the White Sky Angel. From this day forward, in this vast expanse of Beyond Transcendence, we represent the White Sky Angel Legion, and the existence of Angel Civilization."

Nuoweidali explained.

"Similarly, we must also shoulder the responsibilities of the Angel Civilization!"

"Take it, the great Sacred Emperor Lord of Heaven, who is watching us!"

"I understand, Lady Nuoweidali. This is our Glory!"

The young Angel spoke excitedly.

Nuoweidali patted her on the shoulder and looked at the field where battle flags stood in rows.

She walked step by step past the place where thousands of battle flags of the Angel Legion stood, straightening them one by one.

"The tattered battle flag is the Glory of the fallen."

She gave them an old-fashioned white salute before entering the cemetery.

Behind her.

The Angel carrying the shattered White Sky Angel Legion and her companions immediately followed.

As soon as I entered.

The most eye-catching feature is a golden tombstone.

"The Tomb of Queen of Heaven Annatania Gabriel of Heaven!"