The First Thousand One Hundred and Seventeen Chapters Swear to Follow

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The wind whistled in the sky, and the terrifying demonic energy raged around, and the surrounding became extremely depressed.

But Zhang Ziling's mood was not affected by the surrounding atmosphere at all, the laughter became more and more frantic, and the listeners were shocked.

"Evil Emperor..." Gilgamesh looked at Zhang Ziling calmly, the black air permeated the surroundings, the aura was ethereal but strange.

Zhang Ziling looked directly at Gilgamesh with a faint smile on his mouth, and didn't care about Gilgamesh's soaring breath.

Gilgamesh clenched his fists silently, but relaxed a moment later.

Zhang Ziling saw everything in Gilgamesh's actions, but Zhang Ziling didn't react at all.

After the aura skyrocketed, Gilgamesh was able to fully control his own power, and gather all the rioting aura around him into his body.

The surrounding storm gradually subsided, and the surroundings became calm again.

The red glow in Gilgamesh's eyes gradually disappeared and became clear again.

For a moment, the angels felt that their Lord Gilgamesh had returned.

However, judging from the dark air that appeared around Gilgamesh's body, the four-winged angels also knew that the former Gilgamesh...

already dead.

Click!

Gilgamesh and Zhang Ziling slowly landed on the ruins and smashed the broken wooden branches on the ground. The two looked at each other, wondering what they were thinking.

Although Zhang Ziling really wanted to find out the demonic will hidden in Gilgamesh's body now, but considering that the demonic will is no better than the will of other Dao laws, a careless handling will let it slip out of his hands.

What's more, now only the will of the devil is lodged in Gilgamesh's body, and the origin of the devil is still missing. If the will of the devil escapes, if Zhang Ziling tries to find the will of the devil and its origin, I am afraid it will be difficult. Geometrically multiplied!

Therefore, when Zhang Ziling is not completely sure, he will not take it lightly.

Anyway, the will of magic has chosen to live in Gilgamesh's body.

Can't escape.

Zhang Ziling can take action to capture the will of the devil at any time.

Now, it seems that there is no harm in enhancing Gilgamesh's power by strengthening the will of the devil. Anyway, Zhang Ziling also needs Gilgamesh to help him to fight the gods and gods.

With the current power of Gilgamesh, many small and medium-sized temples can already be destroyed.

Although Gilgamesh now has ten wings on his back, Zhang Ziling knows that...

Behind Gilgamesh, there is a pair of wings that have not yet been born.

Twelve-winged fallen angel, high saint, Gilgamesh!

"Lord Devil Emperor..." At this time, Kasyapa walked in front of Zhang Ziling and glanced at a few four-winged angels not far away, "What should they do?"

"They?" Zhang Ziluo raised his eyebrows slightly, and also set his eyes on the four-winged angels, his eyes flashing red, and an inexplicable smile evoked at the corners of his mouth.

"Devil Emperor, remember your promise." Gilgamesh said suddenly, his tone was cold, like a cold winter.

"Of course." Zhang Ziling shrugged and smiled from Gilgamesh, "Of course I remember."

"They are free now, as long as they don't get in my way, they can go wherever they want in the future."

"Go back." After getting Zhang Ziling's answer, the divine power surging in Gilgamesh calmed down, and said lightly to the four-winged angels.

Even after his fall, Gilgamesh will remember to save those four-winged angels.

However, after Gilgamesh's voice fell, the four-winged angels did not move at all, and remained in place.

Seeing this situation, Gilgamesh frowned slightly, and then snorted: "What are you still doing here? Why don't you get out?"

The four-winged angels still did not move, they still stood in place.

"Evil Emperor?" Gilgamesh looked at Zhang Ziling, suspiciously asking.

Zhang Ziling just spread out his hands indifferently and smiled at Gilgamesh: "I have already let them go. As for what they are going to do next, it is no longer my business."

"All I want is that you serve me as my master." Zhang Ziling said in a relaxed tone with a smile in his eyes, "That's all."

"Hey!" Gilgamesh glanced to one side, stared at the four-winged angels, frowned and shouted, "What do you want to do?"

Under the influence of Shuradan and the will of magic, Gilgamesh is now extremely impatient.

thump!

After Gilgamesh drank it vigorously, the four-winged angels did not flee in a panic as Gilgamesh imagined, but knelt down directly towards Gilgamesh!

"You?" Seeing the actions of the angels, Gilgamesh's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately jumped in front of the four-winged angels and kicked one of the four-winged angels out.

The four-winged angel who was kicked away rolled several times on the ground and smashed into the rubble.

"What exactly do you mean?" Gilgamesh became irritable for no reason and asked aloud to the other four four-winged angels.

The kneeling four-winged angels did not answer Gilgamesh, but silently bowed their heads and put their hands on their knees, as if admitting their mistake.

"Lord Gilgamesh..." An angel began to speak in a trembling voice, sobbing in a low voice.

"My lord, please forgive us for failing to live up to your wishes. Lord Gilgamesh, you sacrificed yourself for us, how can we escape and live?"

"Now, my lord, you choose to degenerate and fall into hell alone. We can't bear to let you suffer alone, my lord, so we have to..."

"Swear to follow!"

The angel said loudly, and the wings of the kneeling angels gradually turned black.

"What are you doing?" Gilgamesh instantly became furious when he saw the changes in the angels, and roared out.

The angels were blown away by Gilgamesh's momentum, and smashed into the ruins of the Holy See.

Gilgamesh's eyes became red, and he never imagined that those four-winged angels would choose to fall to follow him!

Follow him for a... degenerate bastard?

The more Gilgamesh thought about it, the more angry he became, the black air lingered around him, and the earth shook slightly.

"Why did you fall?" Gilgamesh said in a low voice, "I chose to fall to save you, but you chose to fall to repay me..."

"If I had known this, I might as well use your humble lives for me to go back."

"Why fall? I don't understand."

Gilgamesh lowered his head and slowly stepped towards the fallen angels not far away, turbid tears falling from his cheeks.

"Following a fallen angel...you are really despicable."

Gilgamesh stopped in front of the four-winged angels and looked down at the four-winged angels, with cold light in his eyes.

"Choose the fall to follow me, it is better to die."

Gilgamesh raised his hand, and the black air condensed a long sword, which was extremely sharp.

The four-winged angels looked at Gilgamesh resolutely, unmoved.

Since they chose to follow Gilgamesh, they will never regret it, even if they die!

"Die." Gilgamesh said indifferently, swinging the sword in his hand.