Spirit Boss - 126. Titan's Journey (2)

In the most central square of Guliao City, countless Titans gathered there. From a distance, there was a sea of giants.

Baer and Wang Xiaoming were led by the soldiers to the outskirts.

Wang Xiaoming curiously asked, “What are they looking at?”

The soldier said, “Master Raphael.”

Wang Xiaoming was surprised: “Why are there so many people?”

“Master Raphael is not easy to come once.” The Titan soldier was very emotional. If it weren’t for being on duty, he would definitely be in the middle of this group of people. Thinking of the appearance of Master Raphael when he first arrived, he couldn’t help but want to worship.

The angelic smile is indeed well-deserved.

He just looked at it from a distance, and felt that his whole body and his heart were about to melt.

Thinking of this, the Titan soldiers couldn’t help but envy those Titans who were lined up next to Raphael.

Wang Xiaoming thought for a while and said, “Like an acrobatic troupe?”

…

The Titan soldier felt as if his head had been hit by a boulder, and suddenly stared at the gold star. After changing someone else, he will definitely refute loudly, and use his fist to teach him how to write the word respect. But that person is Wang Xiaoming. This is not the point. The point is that there is a fallen angel who is as powerful as Lord Raphael next to him.

He decided to swallow the complaint back into his stomach, “Master Raphael is here to convey the light.”

“Shouldn’t the nouns following the communication be a will or a command? Why is it a divine light?” Wang Xiaoming was at a loss. ,

The Titan soldier didn’t want to stay any longer, he pointed his finger directly in the direction of the center of the square, “Master Raphael is there.” Then he ran to the head of the city without looking back.

Wang Xiaoming looked at his back, and for a long time, he said: “Am I making a joke?”

Barr raised his eyebrows and said, “If you are upset, you can just grab him back and beat him up.”

“Me?” Wang Xiaoming’s eyes widened.

Although he used to like to vent the pressure and depression in reality in the game, in reality, he still dare not be as unscrupulous as in the game. What’s more, the Titans who were much taller than him just now.

Barr said in a huff: “You are the second generation of the blood clan.”

A second-generation blood clan can’t beat a soldier of the Titan clan, even if this kind of thing is a joke, no one will believe it.

Wang Xiaoming doubted: “Go with bats?” Imagine a Titan giant being besieged by a group of bats… Isn’t it just a scratch?

Barr pressed his finger on his temple, “I’m going.”

“No.” Wang Xiaoming grabbed his hand nervously, “I just doubted the feasibility. I didn’t mean to go.”

…

A second-generation blood clan doubted the feasibility of defeating a Titan soldier…

Barr suddenly felt that Cain had the courage to help Wang Xiaoming first embrace.

“Uh, let’s go up and see Raphael.” Wang Xiaoming suddenly became excited, “I haven’t seen a real angel yet?”

Barr displeased: “What does it mean to have never seen a real angel?” Is he a fake?

Wang Xiaoming pursed his lips, “The wings were already black when I met you.”

…

Barr’s forehead twitched, “Are you asking me to bleach it for you?”

“No, isn’t there a ready-made one here?” Wang Xiaoming raised his hands.

Barr reluctantly bent over and picked him up. Then spread his wings, and passed over the heads of the Titans in a scream of exclamation.

Wang Xiaoming suddenly said, “If you bleach your wings…is it a kind of plastic surgery?”

“……To shut up!”

The originally noisy square suddenly sounded neatly with exclamation.

Looking at so many pairs of copper bells with big eyes, Wang Xiaoming was very nervous, and even the palms of Baal’s arms were slightly sweaty.

Baal landed on the high platform occupied by Raphael and folded his wings.

Wang Xiaoming widened his eyes and looked at Raphael tightly.

The angel in front of him was more beautiful than he thought. Exquisite and impeccable facial features, slightly raised lips even if not smiling, and a touch of warmth from the whole body.

A hand suddenly pressed on his head, turning him around abruptly.

Barr’s face was enlarged in Wang Xiaoming’s pupils, “The direction you should look at is here.” His voice was filled with anger that was even suppressed!

Wang Xiaoming blinked, “But he is more novel.”

…

novel?

Both Barr and Raphael had strange expressions on their faces at the same time.

Barr glanced at Raphael, let go of his hand and said, “Just watch and watch.”

Wang Xiaoming nodded obediently, and Bishun wiped his sweat on Baal’s clothes, and then stretched out his hand at Raphael: “My name is Wang Xiaoming. I used to be a human, but now I am a blood clan. Can I shake hands with you?”

“No.” Barr roared, and before he could get his hand back, Raphael smiled and stretched out his hand to shook Wang Xiaoming’s.

“It’s nice to meet you. Although the kinsman has a disgraceful history, I believe that as long as you yearn for heaven with all your heart, you will still be blessed by God.” His voice is clear and gentle, and every word carries a kind The indescribable unique rhythm sounds like singing, so graceful that people have to indulge in it.

The Titans onlookers couldn’t help cheering.

I don’t know if it is for God’s blessing or because of his nice voice.

Wang Xiaoming suddenly shook his head and said, “I am not going to heaven.”

Raphael said: “Why?”

“I want to be with Baal.” Wang Xiaoming didn’t know much about the Nine Realms. However, judging from the antagonism between heaven and hell, fallen angels should not be able to go to heaven.

Raphael glanced at Barr and smiled unclearly. “Maybe you can persuade him to go to heaven together.”

Barr sneered: “Just where there is nothing in the vast expanse of whiteness?”

Raphael said: “That is your hometown.”

“That’s because there is no choice.” Barr really doesn’t like heaven.

Raphael said: “You are too extreme.”

“Am I extreme?” Barr took a sudden step forward and stared at him fiercely.

“You calm down.” Wang Xiaoming interjected | came in.

Raphael lowered his pitch and said in a voice that only the three of them could hear: “What are you doing here?”

“Travel.” Barr spit out these two words coldly.

“It shouldn’t be as simple as traveling?” Raphael narrowed his eyes. “I heard that Mamen is anxious for the Titans to reduce their imports of the region recently.”

Barr asked instead, “What about you?”

Raphael said: “Heaven promotes peace, so it will never do such a bad thing as providing weapons.”

Barr gritted his teeth and said, “That’s because you advocate nakedness and violence.”

Wang Xiaoming curiously asked: “What is naked violence?”

Barr explained in two words, “fist.”

“Uh…” Wang Xiaoming hesitated and said, “Is it different from the fallen angel?” Why did he think he was the same when he first met Baal?

Barr tilted his head and looked at him angrily, “Which side are you helping?”

Wang Xiaoming didn’t hesitate this time, “Your side.”

Barr turned around with satisfaction and continued to confront Raphael.

Raphael suddenly said loudly: “I am here this time to provide better medical facilities.”

Although the elves have healing spells, they are high-level spells. There are not many elves in the entire elves world, so they are not widely used. In contrast, the medical facilities in Paradise are much more advanced. Including their chants…singing alone can suppress pain.

Based on this alone, paradise’s medical equipment is very popular in the other five realms.

——Except for hell, blood and self-sufficient human world.

“Medical facilities?” Barr’s voice was weird.

Raphael increased his vigilance, “What do you want?”

“Nothing? I just want to push it for you.” Barr smiled slightly.

Raphael slowly said, “That’s what you look like every time you want to punch someone.”

Barr suddenly turned his head to the Titan and said: “Want to know how useful the paradise medical facilities are? Raphael is willing to personally demonstrate.”

Raphael’s mouth curled, and he lowered his voice: “Do you think I will cooperate if you say that?”

Barr snapped his fingers, and a tiger rushed out of the barrier and rushed directly at Raphael.

Raphael, who had been on alert, stepped aside unhurriedly.

Wang Xiaoming releases bats.

“Damn it.” Raphael obviously didn’t expect that Wang Xiaoming, who looked honest and honest, would also make a move, and then flashed back, his eyes just met Barr’s fist.

Not to be outdone, Raphael waved his fist towards Barr’s stomach.

…

Both fists hit the target.

But apparently Barr punched earlier and hit heavier.

As soon as Raphael’s fist hit the target, the opponent moved away.

In just an instant, the victory or defeat was divided.

Raphael covered his eyes and stared at Barr and Wang Xiaoming coldly.

Wang Xiaoming explained embarrassingly: “I want to help you stop the tiger.” He was afraid that he would not believe it, and then added, “Really.”

“…” Raphael stared at him. Those eyes seemed to ask, do you think I would believe it?

Wang Xiaoming explained anxiously: “Really. It’s just that I didn’t control it well.”

Raphael asked slowly: “How many generations of blood are you from?”

Wang Xiaoming whispered: “Second generation.”

…

The second generation hasn’t been controlled yet?

Now lying only requires speed, not credibility?

Raphael was speechless.