Chapter 1947

Seeing that rod did not plan to elaborate, alama wisely did not ask.

Everyone has his own secrets, especially a powerful magician like him. There are too many secrets to count. Sometimes it's not a good thing to study so much.

"With this angel as the experimental material, I believe I can go a step further in my quest for the perfect creature." Looking at the angel beside him, Alma sighed deeply. He did not know whether he was feeling the strength of the angel or the horror of the giant in front of him.

"You should have been waiting for this angel for a long time?" Rod asked voluntarily.

"Of course." Alma nodded, reached out and gently brushed the angel's long golden hair. "It is said that angels are the most perfect creatures. They will not grow old, they will not be hungry, and they have no gender. They live in the holy land of the Erathians, in the city of the clouds in the sky, and live a life full of love and peace with the souls of good people. Only when the holy kingdom is in crisis, They will cut off evil. "

"You're wrong. We have sex." The angel with a male face is not angry because of Alma's actions. He is following rod's orders and cooperating with Alma's every move to correct the mistakes in his words.

"I mean your body, not your mind. Angels can't reproduce themselves, can they? " Alma asked.

"You can say that. Before I became an angel, I was the soul of the city in the clouds. One day, when my faith is pious enough, I will become an angel serving God. " Answered the winged angel.

For Allama, the angel's answer was not unexpected. On the contrary, he was very interested in another thing: "do you know how many souls can be angels in the city of clouds?"

Hearing Allama's question, the angel laughed: "your question is like asking how many sand there are in the river and how many stars there are in the sky. From ancient times to the present, how many devout people there are in eracia, and how many souls there are in the city in the clouds. All devout souls have the potential to become angels."

Alama brushed the hair of the archangel, and even rod's eyes were fixed. He knew that what the angel of the dead said was true.

In the third expansion, the most eye-catching side of erasia is their legion of angels. How many devout Erathians have there been since ancient times? Rod didn't know, but it must be more than he thought.

The death of the scarlet took place about five centuries ago, but before that, the holy kingdom of eracia had existed for thousands of years. According to some bards, the original pattern of the whole continent was divided by the archangel and the apostles.

For countless years, devout people who have been led by their souls have the potential to become angels. Even blakada, who once gave birth to the God of mages, did not dare to confront the declining eracia in the most powerful golden age, which is enough to show the horror of those angels.

On weekdays, the souls in the Cloud City live a quiet and peaceful life. Once they know that the whole of eracia is in war, their worries turn into piety to God, which is enough to produce a large number of angels in a short time and show their terrible power. Except for the complete form of hell Legion, there is no force that can compete with the angel Legion.

"Thank you for your information. With your help, I might be able to crack the secret that angels can exist forever. But now, please be a woman first Alma's eyes were a little greedy, adding to his actions.

"What are you going to do?" It was not the angel who asked this question, but rod not far away.

Rod looked at Alma strangely. In rod's impression, magicians who are used to seeing strange looking alien creatures always change their own aesthetics more or less. The beauty in their eyes is quite different from that of other creatures. From the scoring standard of the alien race, rod can see one or two things. If he had known that Alma liked this, Rod doesn't even need to bring an angel, just a few demons can tempt him.

"Lord rod doesn't know something. It's my secret..." Alma said with a embarrassed look.

"All right." Rod shrugged. Since Alamar didn't want to say more, he didn't have to ask more.

Alma hesitated for a moment, and finally, under rod's gaze, he put down the gray hood he had been wearing on his head, revealing his bare head.

Beside him, Marguerite showed a look of no surprise, but rod was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, under the hood, Alma's real face was like this.

"Can a magician be bald, too?" Rod asked, his eyelids twitching.

Alma scratched the top of her head and replied, "I have many secrets that can make me change into charming hair again, but I can't find a suitable person. The angel in front of me has solved my trouble. The whole body of the angels is perfect, especially their hair. It's no longer a secret."

"I understand the truth, but why do you want this angel to be a woman?" Rod asked strangely.

"According to the research of magicians, angels themselves have no gender, but their external gender is consistent with people's consistent impression. In other words, the hair of female angels is softer and smoother than that of male angels. " Alma analyzed it seriously.

Rod was a little stunned. He looked at alama and gradually turned into a female angel. He always felt strange.

"Do you think what he said makes sense?" Shaking his head, rod looked at Rowling and asked.

"Maybe." Rowling swung her thick hair behind her and replied to rod.

Not far away, agran made a few rounds around the angels, smacked his lips and said, "you are really strange. You are not a big devil like me at all."

Archangel hasselyn gave him a scornful look: "what's so strange about that? I remember that the Lord of hell was once an archangel. If you want to feel strange, you should be strange to him slowly. "

"You..." agran was excited by his words, but he couldn't find any words to refute, so he had to stare at him.

Rod was stunned. He took a look at hasselling. He didn't say much, so he looked back at the magician Alma: "I have several angels here. If you need them, they are all your experimental materials, but as a trade, I need to use your power to attack the treasure house in the cloud with me."

"It sounds like a good deal." Alma smiles with satisfaction.