Chapter 339

At that moment.

The monstrous anger of the purgatory trench coat is burning.

Capture the long power of the Archangel from Saint Michael and transform it into the wings of an angel of revenge composed of Hell Raging Flames.

Promote Cole's body.

He descended in front of Saint Michael with an unstoppable arrogant attitude.

In his horrified gaze when he couldn't believe it, the first time he faced death, he had only time to let out a scream that shook the world.

The wings of the angel of death run through his heart.

Activate the power of sequence occult technique to activate the secret branch II·violent, irritable power, just like lava collapses in Cole's blood vessels.

right hand Make a fist.

In the last second of Nirvana's anger, he used the last force of his whole body to beat St. Michael the Long Archangel in the face fiercely.

Boom——

The extremely tyrannical impact has set off a huge sonic cloud in the rainstorm.

St. Michael's remnant body, like a meteorite falling from the sky, struck a pale tail flame caused by a sonic boom in the rain, fiercely crashing into the earth.

Plowed out a huge gully spreading for one kilometer, hitting a boulder in the wilderness, hemoptysis, dying.

Until death.

I still can’t believe that he, St. Michael the Archangel, would have fallen because of a mortal.

After Cole landed.

The flame of the purgatory windbreaker is gradually extinguished.

Standing in the rain, tens of thousands of people all looked at the man who was controversial to them with complex expressions.

Ignore their gaze.

Cole took out a cigarette, lit it, put his hands in his coat pocket, and walked in the direction of St. Michael's fall.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

The little brother who was the only photographer who recorded this battle of the killing of the gods, slapped the camera hard, but found that no matter what, the picture could not be restored.

As if by some more powerful force, deliberately erased.

This time.

High level detective Rob, glanced at the two FBIagents, dragging his tired and painful body, just like the first follower of the Prophet in Exodus.

Take a step forward, walk behind Cole, and walk away.

After him.

More and more people join the team.

Trying to see the fall of a sacred angel with your own eyes is enough to destroy their lifelong belief...or, to reconstruct their perception of this World, a shocking scene.

If mortals can also kill gods.

What is their belief in and dependence on heaven, and their fear of hell?

A total scam?

On the way.

A helicopter from a TV station whizzed over everyone's heads.

The reporter of the live broadcast, facing the camera, spoke extremely fast explaining the situation on the scene and the people who were like pilgrims.

Until in the lens, a strange creature resembling an angel appeared.

The reporter lifted his forehead, opened his eyes wide, and said in shock, "God...what did I see?!"

However.

He was even more shocked.

In the hearts of the believers who watched broadcasts across the country, all believe that it is a great pilgrimage to angel worship.

Until the man headed, stepped on the angel's chest with the mud-stained leather shoes.

in this brief moment.

The believers sitting in front of the TV all covered their mouths, got up, and yelled in incredible horror.

Even the reporter who arrived first for the live broadcast was shocked by the man's unusual behavior, and was shocked by speechless.

This is the territory of the United States.

The kingdom of the Christ world.

With such a grandiose blasphemous act, wouldn't he worry about being burned to death by the enthusiastic believers? !

The most incredible thing for him and the audience in the whole country is that behind him, no one stood up to stop the extremely large number of'pilgrims'.

After organizing the language.

The reporter spoke his thoughts to the camera very carefully.

"...Could this matter have anything to do with the previous terrifying natural disasters?"

What other people think, Cole doesn't care.

Step on St. Michael's chest.

The blood is flowing from the big hole in the heart.

The earth, which was originally immersed in the blood of angels, should be full of life, but suddenly withered and died.

Cole took it out, it was noon, condescending, and aimed at the dying Saint Michael.

This long Archangel, after being pierced through the heart by the wings of the angel of death, still retains a part of his life force and did not die on the spot, and his divinity has been swallowed up by the bone dagger.

The only thing left is a fallen body that is very similar in nature to Evil Spirit.

He is extremely weak.

Faced with the black hole's muzzle, and the insult of being trampled on, trying to resist, but vomiting blood, couldn't say a word.

In this short moment.

Godslayer collided with the once long gaze of Archangel.

Cole was expressionless, ignoring the other party's plea that he was trying to convey to him, and pulled the trigger.

It was noon, the roaring gunfire resounded through Heaven and Earth.

The body of the fallen angel of Saint Michael, above the neck, turned into nothingness.

Done all this.

Turning around, facing the two FBIagents, expressionlessly said, "Agent, I always speak for words, now you can arrest me."

Young police detective Facing the daunting Cole, he took a step back, looked alert, and touched the holster subconsciously.

But he was stopped by an older agent.

Looking back, taking a look at the different eyes of everyone, browse slightly wrinkle, walked to the front, and said to Cole, "Cole Walker, you would rather suffer from us...no, the unfair trial of mortals, also Don't you want to bow your head in front of God?"

It's noon to disappear in Cole's hands.

Spit out muddy smoke and dust, frowned, "I am only responsible for the lives of innocent people who died in supernatural events, agent.

Others are not in my control."

After understanding the meaning of Cole's words.

agent took a deep breath.

Maybe it was infected by Cole's courageous spirit.

Perhaps, I admire him for his hard-line attitude of contempt for death, facing heaven and hell, not hesitating to kill God, and pursuing justice on earth.

Evan Thomson said very seriously, "Go, even if you are dismissed, I will find a way to help you clear the crime."

According to high Level Detective Rob's past temper, in the case of insufficient evidence, he will definitely speak to stop it.

Now.

He understands one thing.

A man who faces a trial in heaven face doesn't change, pays blood for blood, does not hesitate to bear the name of a blasphemer, and finds justice for the lives of four police officers who died on duty, how could it be? Like ordinary criminals, try every means to escape the crime.

And...

His last words already hinted that the real culprit of the case was someone else.

Think of this.

To Cole slightly nodded, interjected, "The motel case, I will check an As the water recedes, the rocks appear, you...let's go."

stop.

Turn around without hesitation, put into work as usual, and began to call for support to evacuate the citizens here.

In the distance.

A military helicopter of the Coast Guard appeared on the horizon.

When Cole was preparing to leave through the holographic map.

The system hint sounds.

'The killing incident has ended. '

'The thing that you killed Saint Michael has shocked heaven and hell. Now, they finally start to fear you, demon-hunter. '

'Reward: It's noon. Godslayer. '