Chapter 705：

Su Han yawned and was about to enter the guild, but then he noticed something, and his face changed slightly, "...This feeling is!"

After a moment of silence, Su Han stretched out a finger, and a wisp of qi suddenly rose from the tip of his finger, and was finally pinched out by his palm, "My qi has actually improved significantly!"

"...Is it equivalent to the effect of practicing for a year?"

Su Han's eyes flickered, which was a surprise to him.

After a while, Su Han smiled dumbly, and without saying anything, he entered the training room, trained a bit, and controlled his own power.

After the training, he invited King, Saitama, Black Cat, and Orpheus to open a dungeon in the World Tree. Enjoyed playing the game for three hours. After playing and washing up, Su Han lay on the bed and chatted in the guild.

Xiaomeiyan: "Tonight, I stayed at Sakura's house."

Magical girl Illya: "Mmmm! I asked Berserker to guard the door outside."

My sister is not cute: "Actually, I'm more curious about one thing! I remember Sakura Kinomoto's father, Takashi Kinomoto! It should be one of the two reincarnations of Crowley, right?"

Su Xiaoxiao: "Yes, so what are you going to say?"

My younger sister is not cute: "Takashi Kinomoto should also have strong magic power! In other words, he should also be able to detect the traces of Berserker. I'm more curious, Takashi Kinomoto noticed what kind of expression the Berserker would have. ? It must be wonderful."

Xiaozhi: "..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "This question is too dark... Mingming Kinomoto Fujitaka is a very good uncle! Why do you deliberately scare him?"

Magical girl Illya: "I made Berserker a spiritual child... It shouldn't scare Uncle Kinomoto."

My sister is super unlovable: "It's not necessarily! I said it all, Fuji Takashi Kinomoto has a very strong magic power, and the spirit can also be sensed."

Magical Girl Illya: "..."

Sakura Kinomoto: "There will be no problem with my father."

Kinomoto Sakura: "I asked my brother before. He said that it was my father's side, let him explain."

Nakiri Erina: "Actually, I feel! Momoya Kinomoto's worldview should be recast today."

Ichigo Kurosaki: "Isn't this a matter of course? You guys used to be Pokémon Fire-breathing Dragon, Electric Mouse that discharges electricity, and Heroic Spirit of the legendary half-god hero Hercules... Who can stand it?"

Su Xiaoxiao: "Can't stand it! Can't stand it!"

Ichigo Kurosaki: "Yeah, if I hadn't entered the guild! Even if I became a **** of death. At first sight of these things, I would also be very shocked."

Aizen Sou Yusuke: "After all, this is something that is completely different from our Shinigami! Even Shinigami can't understand... The existence of Heroic Spirits is not bad, and there is more or less in common with Shinigami, but spray Fire dragon or something. It's really a headache!"

Xiaozhi: "...What's the headache? Pokémon won't hurt you! Does it matter if it's a system?"

Su Xiaoxiao: "What Xiaozhi said also has some truth."

"Ding! I am not a waste angel and have joined the Super Dimension Guild."

Chapter 0662 The Marquis of Woban who doubts life

Fallen Angel Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "...God, angel? Could it be that my old enemy has appeared?!"

Fallen Angel Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "After such a long period of time, has a real angel been added? Hohohoho! This must be the arrangement of fate."

Xia Shizi: "...Little black cat, calm down! Maybe it's just a simple nickname. Maybe the other party is not an angel, but a human."

Poison Island Yuko: "...I always feel that the useless word of the waste angel is a bit eye-catching."

I'm not a waste angel: "Fallen angel? Twelve-winged fallen angel? Emmmm."

I'm not a waste angel: "Is this a special chat room? Can you bring in all the angels and fallen angels... Excuse me, are there demons in this guild? Are there demons?"

Xia Shizi: "..."

Fourth Hokage: "..."

My sister is not cute: "Listen to this tone! Damn... It looks like it's really an angel."

Ichigo Kurosaki: "There are no devils! There are several gods of death."

Elquite: "There is no devil! The true ancestor of the vampire does have one."

I'm not a waste angel: "...the **** of death? And there are several? Are all the gods of death in the east and the west united? Besides, what the **** is the true ancestor of the vampire... I've never heard of it being called Elquite. The true ancestor of vampires."

1: "The so-called **** of death is not a **** who judges death in mythology, but a profession! You can understand it like this. So the number of gods of death is actually quite a lot!"

I'm not a waste angel: "???"

Profession? Why didn't she know that all the gods of death were professional? when did it happen? But then, she responded!

I'm not a waste angel: "Wait a minute... don't tell me! You are actually a group of secondary diseases?"

in a messy room.

Gabriel lay lazily on his bed, glanced at his computer, closed his eyes, glanced at the guild interface in his mind, and couldn't help smacking his lips. Looks a little strange.

"If it's a group of chuunibial diseases! It can really explain a lot of things, but can chuanji diseases create this special guild interface that is projected into my mind?"

"Wait a minute! The guild interface, is this a special version of the game? The legendary virtual game! But it can be explained like this... Are there various races in the game? There are fallen angels And the True Ancestor?!"

After thinking that she had figured it out, Gabriel's eyes lit up in an instant, looking very excited.

But then, Gabriel remembered the trade union rules she had seen after she first entered the guild, scratched her head, and after thinking about it, she changed her name.

Gabriel: "Hello everyone! I'm Naive Gabriel White! An outstanding graduate of Angel Academy. It should be like this... Is this a special guild? Is it the one that can play games? What's the point? Games? How do we usually play guild quests? Is there a boss to lead me?!”

Fourth Hokage: "???"

Pure white elf: "!!"

My sister is not cute: "..."

King: "Wait...this name! Gabriel..."

The old man is a marquis: "...I suddenly remembered the Gabriel in heaven. What is this feeling...Is it an illusion?"

The corner of Marquis Vauban's mouth twitched.

What the **** is this? Is there an angel in heaven called Gabriel?

The old marquis, who had thoroughly studied mythology, pondered for a while, but did not remember which angel was named by this name. Or, is this guy actually a descendant of Gabriel? Not right! Aren't special angels unable to reproduce?

The more he thought about it, the more chaotic the Marquis of Vauban became.

In the end, Marquis Vauban took a few deep breaths, and could only comfort himself with the words that angels have different settings in different worlds.