Chapter 1091： Who do you choose?

Lorde was a little shocked.

This is in his true sense, listening to Michael tell about God and things related to the Broken War.

Because in the past, Michael was reluctant to reveal the slightest bit, and things about the Broken War can be described as tight-lipped. Whenever he asks, he always goes to the lake for reasons like it's not yet time.

But today... Michael seems a little different.

"You used to, aren't you willing to say it?" Lorde was a little puzzled.

"That was before, you were not qualified yet." Michael glanced at him angrily and said, "But now, you have merged half of the "flowers", which is equivalent to holding the most important 'keys', many It's time to tell you something. "

"Sword Comes"

Lord suddenly realized, but immediately wondered: "Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

He's been fusing flowers for a long time, and he hasn't seen Michael running to tell him about it.

"How dare you say so?!"

When he mentioned this, Michael puffed up his cheeks angrily, reached out and hammered Lord lightly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Since you fused the flower, you have been avoiding me, but I also want to tell you. !"

"Uh...well, it was my fault."

Lorde showed an embarrassed expression, hurriedly apologized sincerely, and changed the subject: "I can understand the flower, but what about the complete heaven and hell?"

"Humph......"

Michael rolled his eyes at him, forgiving him, reorganized his thoughts, and continued: "You can understand that this is a test set by God, and only those who can integrate heaven and **** are qualified to go. The final place."

"The test...it's not that I can't understand it." Lord nodded and understood God's intention.

You must know that in the final land, there is the source of all disasters - the supreme divinity!

It was a divine object coveted by even the evil gods. If he didn’t have considerable strength and rashly opened the seal of the final land, he might only be stolen by those evil gods to the highest level of divinity, which would lead to the collapse and destruction of the multiverse.

It's like a giant dragon who guards and protects in a fairy tale.

If you want to take away the treasure of the dragon, the knight must show his dragon slaying skills.

And heaven and **** are the 'dragon-slaying skills'.

Leaving aside the broken heaven for the time being, just the group of demon kings in **** is by no means easy. If you want to steal food from their tigers, you must have two brushes, otherwise, you will definitely be torn to shreds.

"No wonder Lucifer chose to fall." Lord seemed to understand something and asked: "He fell to hell, it should be God's arrangement, in order to give the tester the biggest obstacle."

"In the beginning, it was like this."

Michael's eyes dimmed slightly and said, "But later, her thoughts gradually changed, and she believed that the real way to save the world was not to blindly follow God's prophecy, but to be self-reliant and open up a new path."

"God's prophecy?" Lorde grabbed an interesting word.

"It's a prophecy, but it's actually just telling us separately, responsible for guarding one thing." Michael smiled wryly: "Lucifer is guarding hell, and I'm guarding "Abel", or "Abel" in his body. flower". "

"Maybe... God was really wrong."

She still remembers that after that day, the two parted ways and never met again.

One is the high-ranking vice-monarch of the kingdom of heaven, leading the seven great seraphs, known as the son of light, the guardian of Yindian Garden, with glory and light; the other has fallen into the disgusting hell, and the ground he has set foot on has been polluted by asphalt. , the king of demons scorned by the world.

From the endless glory of Lucifer Morningstar, to the king of demons, Satan of hell.

Throughout her endless years in heaven, she occasionally recalled that day and wondered if God was really wrong.

In that filthy hell, even the once noble stars were unable to resist the erosion of darkness, and finally, step by step, degenerated into a real demon.

It's right, it's wrong, it doesn't make any sense to talk about it now.

From the moment Lucifer decided to turn his back on God and act on Abel, they were no longer close relatives.

Feeling the lingering sadness in Michael's eyes, Lord suddenly felt a trace of love and love. During those endless years, she witnessed the death of God and the betrayal of her brother, and suffered an unimaginable burden.

Almost subconsciously, Lord stretched out his arms and embraced the person who was near Chi Chi, and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work."

Just four words, but it seems to have great lethal power, breaking through her thick armor, exposing her soft heart, a never-before-seen touch, stirring her heartstrings and plucking out indescribable music. .

It is grievance, sadness, sweetness, and even more... joy.

It seems that in those endless years, the countless grievances and hardships he has suffered, as well as the burdens and responsibilities he has endured, have all been shattered by these light words, like the clouds of the past.

At this moment, she is no longer a holy seraph, no longer the deputy king of the kingdom of heaven, but...she, an ordinary woman.

Michael let those powerful arms embrace her firmly, slowly raised his arms, and gently embraced the man.

This moment lasted a long, long time.

For Michael, she hopes that this moment can last longer, forever.

But unfortunately, that's not possible.

Time will not stop because of any one person, it will only flow further ruthlessly.

"How long are you going to hug?"

An icy voice mixed with anger suddenly echoed in the empty Spirit King Palace.

A very familiar voice...

This idea just appeared in Lord's mind, and then he realized who made the voice.

The stiff neck turned his head and let his eyes go over Michael's head, and saw a woman with 'black aura' all over her body, the aura around her body was like a sea of ​​corpses and a sea of ​​blood, the sharp sword intent was about to tear the atmosphere, and her eyes were filled with resentment. .

It was... Uno Hanaritsu who woke up from a coma.

Lorde could swear that he had never been so panicked before, cold sweat dripping down one after another.

That's right, it's just dripping down, it's not using flow anymore.

"You guys are so close, and you're still taking advantage of me when I'm in a coma. Do you have any special hobbies? Spirit! King! Big! Human!" It almost gnashed his teeth and popped out of his throat, showing how angry he is now.

The moment she woke up, she happened to see Lorde and Michael, hugging each other as intimately as lovers.

For some reason, an evil fire emerged, Mao Zhihualie had never been so angry, and even wished to pull out the knife immediately, but the only remaining sense of reason allowed her to control herself.

"Waking up so early, I underestimated you." Michael calmly lifted his hair, showing no guilt at all, calmly said: "It seems that next time you have to work harder to make you comatose. a little longer."

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Mao Zhihualie was even more angry, pressing one hand on the handle of the knife, his eyes flashing with crazy light: "I don't know when the blazing angel will do such a dirty thing, and secretly carry it on his back to steal it. man."

"Have you misunderstood a little?"

Michael narrowed his eyes slightly, releasing a dangerous aura: "I've known him longer than you."

"Longer time, what does it mean?" Uzhihualie chuckled and countered: "At least the time I spent with him was much longer than you, after all...he still owes me one more time. travel."

The golden light around Michael's body became thick and visible to the naked eye.

In the same way, Mao Zhihua's fierce sword has been unsheathed, and the blood-colored light is like waves rippling in the void.

However, the next moment, the two turned their heads at the same time, looked at Lord, and said in unison, "Who do you choose?!"

Swish!

Lorde broke down in cold sweat, and roared furiously in his heart: "What's the matter with me when you quarrel!" !