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Chapter 593: The Silver-Haired Angel¡¯s Winning Over

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    Chapter 593 The wooing of the silver-haired angel

    An ominous premonition suddenly appeared in Nowitzki's heart. He asked the four-winged angel at the head: "Excuse me, Lord Angel, what do we need to pay?"

    The four-winged angel said: "The Son of Light is about to come to this world. He will become the leader of the angel army to guide the earth's civilization. However, the coming of the Son of Light requires a price, so we need sacrifices and a lot of lives as sacrifices. Here are a total of  3.25 million people, in addition to meeting the needs for the coming of the Son of Light, can also leave many people who can become the legions of the Son of Light."

    Nowitzki's heart was cold: "Sacrifice, you also need a lot of lives as a sacrifice?"

    Methods such as sacrifice are too common. Any qualified biological civilization in the divine domain seems to have mastered such skills. This seems to have become a necessary requirement for the arrival of the strong.

    When he heard that they needed sacrifices, Nowitzki's heart went cold. Could it be that the angel army he had worked so hard to build would eventually become the sacrifices of the Sons of Light?

    No, he can't accept it!

    "I don't know what you are talking about, but we are all warriors of a fighting nation, and we will never become the sacrifices of the Son of Light you are talking about," Nowitzki said sternly.

    The four-winged angel smiled slightly, and then the holy light on his body began to shrink, and said: "I am not asking for your consent, I am just informing you. After all, you are the most loyal servant of the true God. In order to spread the glory of the true body,  You have made great contributions, and informing you also represents our recognition of your contribution."

    When the brilliance of the four-winged angel faded away, Nowitzki finally saw his true face: "Wesnorien, it's you, the leader of the pseudo-angel army!"

    Then, he looked at the "angels" around him, and a ridiculous guess inevitably appeared in his mind: "These are pretended by your pseudo-angel army."

    Because he had preconceived notions before, he did not think of this. Moreover, the true faces of these angels were obscured by the holy light. In addition, his heart was filled with crazy thoughts, and there was no room for reason at all.

    Now that he has seen the silver-haired angel Vesnorien, the leader of the pseudo-angels, can he still not guess the truth of everything?

    He only felt a chill that froze his fingertips, and began to spread to his body: "This, all of this is your conspiracy, did you arrange all of this?"

    If this is true, then he will become a sinner of the fighting nation.

    Wisnorien shook his head and said: "No, the person who arranged all this is not me, but you yourself. I just gave you a chance to embark on the right path, but to lead the fighting nation out of the sea of ??suffering and onto this  The person who leads the bright road is all yourself."

    Hearing the silver-haired angel¡¯s affirmation, Nowitzki felt his teeth chattering. He forced himself to say loudly: ¡°Don¡¯t accept these powers, stop it quickly.¡±

    However, no one heard his call, or no one responded to his call.

    After shouting twice, he was speechless.

    Looking at the people kneeling at his feet, he felt that this was no longer a fighting nation, they had now become a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

    However, the person who caused all this was himself.

    The silver-haired angel said: "It's useless. The coming of the Son of Light can no longer be stopped. Of course, if you can kill everyone in a short time, then there may be a glimmer of hope. Otherwise, you can only fight with  Together, I witness the coming of the Son of Light.¡±

    Nowitzki suddenly said: "Why didn't you obliterate my sanity? Since you can not obliterate my sanity, can other people's sanity still be preserved?"

    The silver-haired angel said: "I will not obliterate anyone's sanity. God's will will come to everyone, awaken their deepest desires, and expel some of their unnecessary emotions, which will destroy those who were originally unqualified.  Life transforms into a good soul, but you are already so good that you don¡¯t need any change.¡±

    It sounded like a compliment, and to Nowitzki's ears, it sounded more sarcastic than anything in the world.

    There is no need for any changes, that is to say, burying the entire fighting nation and treating them as sacrifices to the Sons of Light is all out of his own will, not because his own sanity is affected.

    Such a conclusion is even more?He was in pain and despair.

    The silver-haired angel said: "There are too many sacrifices prepared. Your performance far exceeded my expectations, so now, on behalf of the true God, I will give you a reward. The Son of Light is about to come and guide the earth's civilization towards the light. His  We need some talents, and with your merits, you can definitely serve as the head coach of the legion."

    Nowitzki smiled sadly: "If you let me serve as the head coach of the legion, will you still be able to retain my sense of autonomy?"

    The silver-haired angel said: "Of course, the spirit will not change anyone's will. It will only awaken the original thoughts deep in a person's heart. Your will does not need to be changed in any way, because after you become the commander of the legion, you can continue to fight.  Commander of the nation, your legions will all be composed of warriors from the fighting nation, and it is up to you to decide how much prestige you can gain."

    Nowitzki was stunned. He was obviously a sinner of the fighting nation, but in the eyes of the pseudo-angel, he became a hero. Now the other party actually made him the head coach of the legion without him paying any price.

    Will he agree?

    Just when he was hesitating, some thoughts appeared in his mind involuntarily: Even if they become angels, they are still the angels of the fighting nation. Whoever makes them the slaves of others is not as good as making them his own subordinates.  Preserve the dignity of the fighting nation.

    Then, he thought about free will. Can a fighting nation without its own independent consciousness still be regarded as a fighting nation?

    But this thought only appeared for a moment, and he found a solution for himself: Since I can retain my independent consciousness, then some of them should be able to do it, and the rest only need to obey the orders, no  Need to care too much.  And when I become stronger, I may be able to find a way to restore their minds, or I can instill the spirit of a fighting nation into their minds.

    Thinking of this, he was not only excited about his wit.

    The silver-haired angel urged: "Answer quickly! Otherwise we will choose other candidates as the commander of the angel legion of the fighting nation."

    Nowitzki half-knelt on the ground, with his right hand close to his heart: "I am willing to be a vanguard under the Son of Light, fighting for the true God, fighting for the light, and fighting for the glory of the fighting nation." (Remember.  Website address: www.hlnovel.com
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