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.    When I woke up again, I was already in the battlefield.  All around were two armies without borders.  They are fighting each other.  I was stunned for a moment, and there were already five or six swords, seven or eight guns, and a dozen crossbow bolts on my body.  Fortunately, the new Moral Fallen Angel's armor has really good defense.  These attacks did me no harm at all.

    ¡°Obviously, no one would believe me at this time if I was said to be a soy sauce person.  Taking another look, the lineups of the armies on both sides looked familiar.  On one side are the brilliant angels, as well as many heavenly creatures, unicorns, white tigers, etc.  On the other side, there are vampires, demons, fallen angels and other creatures.

    It seems that the barriers are clear.  I seem to have found an organization.

    After that, I rolled my eyes and swung the Yitian Sword in my hand, cutting dozens of angels in front of me in half.  Then he retreated back, and at the same time waved his left hand, blessing himself with a shadow shield, and fought like crazy without holding back. He fought back and forth with great difficulty in the camp that looked like heaven, and then squeezed into his own camp.  among.

    Those creatures belonging to the evil camp seemed to have mistakenly regarded my move as breaking into the enemy camp alone, and then killed them all.

    The strongest among the hell creatures are respected. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but cheer for joy. After that, the offensive became even more fierce.  A desperate and crazy attack.  It¡¯s just that I saw these hell creatures were loosely formed and unorganized.  Although the number seems to be much larger than that of the Heavenly Army, the individual combat power is not bad either.  They regained their morale, but when they faced each other, it was still just a draw.

    This is really bad.  I rolled my eyes.  But he didn¡¯t have much thought about the current scene.  After all, I am a newbie here.  Just now I was able to fight for my survival, but now I am safe, but I don't have any strength at all. I have to spend my time in the camp without any effort.  Anyway, the formation of the hell side was loose and messy. I said in my throat: charge!  Kill!  Then he took a few steps back, but no one noticed.

    This battle lasted a little longer than I imagined. The soldiers on both sides seemed to have had their brains removed, fighting without fatigue or fear.  The troops fighting on the front line have changed six or seven times. Every time I see those messy things falling into the clouds like dumplings, I feel like yawning.

    Because it¡¯s so boring.  Both sides were just fighting mechanically, with no sign of any command at all.  The Heavenly Army is a little better, and they don't need too many decorations to defend their positions.  The army of hell is no different from the mob.  It doesn't look like a force at all.

    By the way, can you really achieve anything by following them?

    I rolled my eyes thinking this.

    Finally, on the sixteenth day of the second month, when I was feebly shouting "Kill, kill, kill," suddenly there was a burst of powerful horn sounds from behind me.  Then the hell army seemed to have received a signal and retreated to the rear like a tide.

    It¡¯s finally over.  I breathed a sigh of relief.  It seems that I can have a good sleep - while refining some soul fragments, and strive to reach the level of six-winged archangel as soon as possible.  It really doesn¡¯t look cool enough with only two pairs of wings on the back.

    It¡¯s just that I didn¡¯t expect that sometimes if you don¡¯t want to find trouble yourself, the trouble will automatically come to you.

    A fallen angel who seemed to have barely reached the level of an archangel looked at me and seemed a little surprised: "You are not the fallen angel back then, who killed many enemies among the enemies after coming out What?! You didn't die?"  "

    ¡­You really want me to die, don¡¯t you?

    This time, before I could reply, the guy stared at me for a while, making me feel hairy all over.  Then he muttered in a low voice: "Such a strong smell of blood doesn't look like a spy sent from heaven."

    ¡­Can¡¯t you think of something better?

    "Forget it, from today on, you can get the rank of lieutenant." The guy waved his hand, as if he was shooing away flies.  I didn't say anything. I suppressed my nausea and bowed to him, and then I found a place where no one was and vomited.

    In this way, I became a glorious lieutenant in the army of hell in this world.  He was able to command a battalion of two thousand low-level devils of various types.

    I thought that I was a demon prince back then, and now I am a demon lieutenant How can this be called a favor?

    Forget it, there is plenty of time anyway, let¡¯s continue climbing up - of course, let me fuse a soul fragment first.

    In this way, every time I fight, I will try to ask my subordinates to arrange some simple arrays, and make some behaviors that other devils think are "stupid, cowardly, and cowardly": I try to command  them, rather than letting them swarm.In this way, I have been wandering in this world where heaven and hell are opposite for several thousand years, and I have almost figured out the entire plane.

    First of all, the most important point: there is no way to reverse time and space.

    Secondly, this plane, whether it is heaven or hell, is very "democratic".  Its power structure is all parliamentary.  However, heaven values ??"wisdom" more and hell values ??personal force more.

    Third, this hell is a terrible regime.  Bad democratic constitution, bad government organization, bad army, bad officers, bad people, bad equipment, bad logistics.  Nothing is bad - of course, the worst part is that these demons think it's all great!

    my God.

    After experiencing several world hegemonies, I have become very indifferent to power.  Of course, I calmly accepted the generous membership quota offered by the Hell Parliament.  Became the 148 million 6959th member of the Hell Parliament.  By this time, I had regained almost half of the strength I had in my heyday.  He is a well-deserved six-winged fallen angel undead.

    Demons are very interested in politics.  The result is that conferences and small meetings are held non-stop day after day and year after year, and all the time is wasted in spitting at each other.  Fortunately, it is up to the MPs to come to the meeting or not.

    So that splendid-looking parliament building, the only shiny building in the whole hell, is the place I least often go to in the whole hell - unless I have insomnia.

    At this time, I would come here with my quilt in my arms, and then make a bed on the floor, listening to the impassioned speeches or loud curses next to me as a lullaby and fall asleep soundly.

    Because of my disrespect for democracy and the rule of law, the parliament even held a special meeting to study whether to strip me of my title as a member.

    The main side of the debate made an impassioned speech, arguing that existence like me is simply a shame to hell, an obstacle to the construction of democracy and the rule of law in hell, and an object that every devil in hell should spurn.

    ??The opposite side of the debate was tit for tat, arguing that driving a freedom demon out of the parliament would actually trample on democracy and the rule of law.  It is the tyranny of the majority over the minority and a historical retrogression.

    This time the situation is different from before, because this time I have become the protagonist, so it is absolutely impossible to be late and leave early.  Every day, hundreds of archangel-level demons came with me to the council as if they were pressing me to the execution ground.  I couldn't sleep even if I wanted to. There would always be a demon watching me, responsible for waking me up from my drowsiness.

    This life lasted for three years.  I can't stand it anymore - no!  I just can't stand it anymore!  I'm going to go crazy if I stay like this!  I would rather go back and fight to the death with Heaven.  I don't want to stay any longer.

    Another year has passed like this.  Just when I was thinking about committing suicide and going back to the amusement park, regardless of Bellica's ridicule, a war initiated by heaven saved me from a mental breakdown.

    So, the Hell Council immediately entered a state of emergency.  Put aside the matter of punishing me and start discussing the war with heaven.

    It¡¯s over, this nightmare is finally over.

    After coming out of the Hell Council.  I actually felt like I was in another world, and I couldn't help but want to cry - get out of here quickly!  Absolutely, absolutely run away!

    This was my first thought after this.

    However, the entire plane is half heaven and half hell, so it is absolutely impossible to find a paradise.  I don¡¯t have the ability to travel through planes.  But he was a little at a loss.

    During these days when I was at a loss, news of disastrous defeats came one after another from the front line.  I went to the parliament several times to observe, and the demonic members were extremely frightened about the paradise of tyranny trampling on the hell of democracy.  But it is extremely rare to agree on a countermeasure within a few months.

    A record of the exploration notes left by the sage Magellan billions of years ago, when hell was still the Age of Enlightenment.

    The sages once accidentally discovered a passage that connected to another plane.  It was a low-level plane with low magic and low martial arts.  The only thing that is different is that the huge energy and law power of the entire plane will randomly and unconsciously lurk in the human individuals in the plane.  And it accompanies this individual throughout his life.  Inadvertently, this individual is given powerful power, like a plane god.

    However, this creature itself is still an ordinary creature. It eats when hungry, drinks when thirsty, sleeps when sleepy, and will die if stabbed with a knife.

    The power of the plane will not guarantee the life of its host.

    "Therefore, as long as you send one person, there is a high possibility of getting the power of an entire plane  "

    This is the final conclusion reached by those bastard congressmen.  Of course, no demon is willing to do such a life-long job as traveling through planes.  Especially when their sage Magellan was caught in the turmoil of time and space halfway through time travel and no one was left alive.

    ??Learning from the past.

    "So, we should select the most useless person, the person who least abides by the democratic rule of hell, and who will not be heartbroken even if he dies, to complete this feat."

    After that, all the demons looked at me
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