Chapter 1554

Andre looks at the clouds and the green water below. Is that flying? His memory remains in his living quarters, watching a large number of researchers busy around him, while he is signing a body donation agreement and will on a virtual screen.

Although it was a bit ridiculous for members of Torchwood to sign this document at this time, Andre Mali was willing to waste a little time leaving his legacy to his brother who had not seen in 17 years.

He knew that the other side had a bad life. As the elite secret agent of Torchwood, his legacy was undoubtedly a large sum of money. Although it was meaningless in 14 hours, it would make the man who had been sharing his share of the money happy for a while, and the EU banking union was clearing up depositor assets, maybe those money was in another world I can change a lot of gold coins.

Anyway, for Andre, the money is meaningless. If everything goes well, he will be the first player in the Europa Empire to be the first advanced legend, and he is the guardian of the Empire. If not, he can not use the money.

But what is this now?

Andre tried to control his wings, but the body did not return any feedback, he still kept a high speed across the sky, cold air slapped on his face, as if he was in the mood.

He didn't find the interface of the player communication system, but actually it was gone with his system interface. Andrea tried to regain control of his body, but it didn't make sense.

"Don't bother anyone, your consciousness is like a drop of water in the sea in front of me. If I want, I can wipe you out completely at any time."

The voice appeared directly in Andre's mind, with a slight pride and contempt in indifference. Andre knew the voice, which came from the angel, the angel who had been stolen the strength by him.

"Can you explain to me what's going on now?" As a senior special agent of torch wood organization, Andre did not panic in this situation, but tried to find out the reason for the matter, and then found the opportunity to counter the other party.

What Andrea didn't expect was that the other side actually cooperated with the explanation.

"When you come, your mean spell really suppressed me to some extent, but what really works is another force that protects your soul and will, and our bodies are integrated. If I want to regain control of this body, I must completely suppress your soul and will, and that force does not allow me to do so, but then it will be Just now, the power to protect you suddenly disappeared. "

Is the power of angels a system? Andre tried to analyze intelligence calmly. The information from the other side was too important. The plan of reducing maintenance and Angelization were in conflict with each other? And the angel always gives him a sense of familiarity when he expresses his meaning.

"Mortals, your thoughts are under my control, and I can see them." The angel's voice reappears: "it's ridiculous that you want the power of the angels, and we have what we want from your soul."

"What do you want?" Andre tried to regain control of the body again, but a sudden pain almost lost his consciousness.

"Don't play tricks, mortals, I said I can see your thoughts." There was a hint of pride in the voice of the angel: "as the guard of the Lord of the morning, he has removed many useless things in our soul which he sees as useless. It is an important part of us as an individual, not acceptable to every angel, but the Lord is the Lord, and we cannot disobey his will."

"And my soul is just the one that you lack." Andre tries to let his consciousness go, and repeat what he has just said in his consciousness, rather than continue to think down.

"Yes, I am now a complete individual again, and..." the angel hesitated for a moment, as if peering at Andrey's thought: "I don't want to go back to the state of the past."

"So you need me, we are not only the body being integrated, but also the soul and the consciousness, and you cannot destroy me." Andre's consciousness grew stronger and he was quickly adapting to his current state: "so I feel a bit familiar with you, your tone, logic of thinking, and character almost all come from me."

The angel had been silent for a long time, and finally said, "yes, the things in my soul responsible for dealing with this part have been deleted by the Lord. Only you can be borrowed. I can't clear you."

"But you still have the upper hand, and I have no right to move my fingers." Andre sighed that he didn't expect such an accident after he had been reduced to maintenance, which is different from the future he has planned for himself.

"Where are you going to take us now?" Andre was only discouraged for a second and then he got up again. If he was so easily knocked down, he would have fallen into a task. Anyone who could struggle to survive on the anti chaos front had a steel nerve to face any accident calmly.

"I don't know, I just want to stay away from the environment before, I have no good feelings for you, you have no fear in your heart, and want to steal our power, and the church is now a group of power confused beasts." There was a faint confusion in the angel's voice: "what the Lord needs is a fighting machine without self. I don't want to be back in that state. I want to stay away from all this.""You can't get away from it forever." Andre carefully opened a part of his memory, all about chaos. In those memories, he defeated the chaotic conspiracy again and again and died: "the enemy of the world is still there, no one can live a life."

"Maybe you're right, but I just want to be quiet now." The angel responds stubbornly and speeds up again.

"Isolation in space is only temporary, and only peace of mind is permanent." Little by little Andrea planned his own calculation: "since you are tired and want to stay away from all this, why don't you shrink your consciousness temporarily? Give me the control of your body for the time being, and you can stay out of it until you want to come back. Anyway, you can take back control of your body at any time

"Maybe you're right." The angel suddenly stopped in mid air, and it was so abrupt that he left a white smoke ring composed of water vapor in the air: "remember, mortal, I can come back at any time."

Andre swears that he has never been more grateful to Torchwood for his psychoanalysis course.

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