Chapter 12: Warmakers and Philosophers
How long can an average person keep your gaze fixed? 10 seconds, 5 seconds, maybe even less than 1 second. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Tang Meng's homeroom teacher is obviously such an ordinary person, an ordinary college graduate, an ordinary life resume, an ordinary family, an ordinary appearance and height, and even his interests are ordinary. In this way, they may only die in the ordinary life and turn into dry bones, and only a few people quietly disappear under the sacrifice of a little sincerity. Like most of us in the present era。。。。。。
However, he appeared in front of Tang Meng like this, with a smile on the corner of his mouth that he usually didn't usually have, and walked into this field with a little ease and chic, opposite Michelia Lis.
"Long time no see, Archangel Lis. May the LORD be with you and me. After saying that, he put his hands together and made a prayer gesture on his chest sincerely.
I saw Michelia Liss lower her head, her right hand clenched the hilt of the sword, but the body of the holy sword trembled a little, and finally as if she had made up her mind, she raised her head and said firmly: "Archangel Michael, I have made up my mind, I will not let my master die again, I swear by the blade in my hand." ”
"Is it? Even if it is a betrayal of one's own faith, a betrayal of God, a betrayal of one's identity as the archangel of the supreme destiny?" Li Jiale, no, it should be the legendary Michael Angel while questioning and approaching step by step.
"Isn't God's mercy to all men, and can't God forgive my master?" asked Michely Alyse, looking back at Tang Meng sadly, "As for identity, I only wish I could go back a thousand years ago, when I was just a servant of my master. ”
"Oh, I see. Are you going to betray your innate faith and make our entire angelic clan hostile?" asked Michael, finally stopping in front of Michelia Lis, condescendingly.
Michelia Liss stared blankly at his approach, then revealed her weak side, tears slipped down again, she lowered her head again in pain, and muttered, "I don't know, I really don't know。。。。。。 ”
Tang Meng didn't understand everything that happened, but it seemed to be related to himself. Suddenly a voice echoed in her head, protect her, protect her. Then, for some reason, Tang Meng put his hand on the shoulder of the little girl who seemed to be armed to the teeth but was actually weak and helpless, even though the thin shoulder assassin was covered with armor.
Michelia Liss looked back at Tang Meng in surprise, Tang Meng felt the incredible warmth and solidity of her golden armor, but he protected her behind him, and chose to face the chief battle angel of God among the legendary archangels.
"The battle angel who regarded mortals like ants, and who annihilated the 150,000 Assyrian armies that invaded Jerusalem in one night. What was just recorded in the book is still vivid, and this person is still his own homeroom teacher?" Tang Meng thought, for the first time he had a wordless feeling of impermanence of fate.
The angel looked at Tang Meng who was standing in front of him blankly, and kept muttering: "It's like once, the former master。。。。。。 ”
She looked at Tang Meng's not very broad shoulders, but she couldn't help but let go of the hand that was clenching the sword, and the holy sword fell to the ground with a crisp sonorous sound and wailing, but at this moment, the owner of the sword was already stupid。。。。。。
"Tang Meng, you still crossed that line after all. So I came according to God's will, and no one can change your fate. Michael became serious, staring coldly at Tang Meng in front of him, and his ordinary face was also tinged with a hint of majesty because of the tightness.
"Li Jiale, Michael, is it just a homonym? Why do you want to disguise yourself as my homeroom teacher first?And what does that line mean?" Tang Meng also asked calmly, as if he was not facing a god, just an ordinary person.
"Of course, to see if you cross that line. Michael shook his head, then sighed. looked at Tang Meng with a little regret, "I don't want to either, but you have already started the path of cultivating the truth, and that is that line." ”
"Am I not allowed to cultivate, will this be a threat to your Western gods?" Tang Meng still admonished himself to be calm and ask more questions.
"It seems that you have not awakened, but if you set foot on this path, you may become our enemy. And you're going to get it back。。。。。。 As if he had woken up to something, Michael shut his mouth in time, "In short, I will guide you to the other side of death and meet judgment." ”
As soon as he finished speaking, Michael's ordinary body swelled like a balloon, and then white light shot out from his body, sweeping over a radius of ten miles. Light, everywhere, with a terrifying majesty that suppresses the four directions, is as if God had reopened the world. Lisi subconsciously gave Tang Meng a layer of protective magic that emitted golden light.
After a long time, when the light dissipated, what appeared in front of Tang Meng's eyes was a handsome young man. Exudes the atmosphere of Western aristocracy, no, using aristocracy is simply an insult to this beautiful boy, red and bewitching red hair, with perfect facial features only worthy of the name of the gods. What is even more enviable is the six pairs of emerald wings stretched behind him.
Emerald wings, scarlet hair, a million faces, mouths, and tongues speak a million dialects, seeking the forgiveness of Allah. The description of this passage of the Qur'an overlapped with Tang Meng's mind and reality.
"Holy War Angel Michael?" said Tang Meng in a non-obsessive voice.
A flaming greatsword appeared in his right hand, wrapped in flames from the eyes of mortals. A golden scale appeared in his right hand.
"You will be judged. Michael exuded endless majesty, and the blade of his sword pointed at Tang Meng. "I will extradite you to the other side of the Yellow Springs. ”
Before the words fell, Michael took a step forward and slashed at Tang Meng, it was a slow slash, but it was an unstoppable blow from the god, with flames, the blazing temperature on the sword made Tang Meng smell the smell of everything being burned and turned into ashes. In the face of absolute power, the swordsmanship skills were ineffective, and Tang Meng knew in his heart that this was a sword that could not be avoided and attacked.
Death was so close to him, but Tang Meng asked Michael coldly as if he did not have the slightest fear: "This is fate?" But I still do not accept this judgment without charge. ”
Michael's sword stopped instantly, only a few centimeters away from Tang Meng's head. God never renounces judgment on mortal words because God is always right.
However, the sword stopped. Just because a silver edge flashed, blocking Tang Meng in front of Tang Meng in this lightning and flint. The collision of the two forces actually caused the ground under Tang Meng's feet to collapse, resulting in a large crack that extended to dozens of meters, and the rocks on the ground cracked. This is also because Michael believes that it doesn't take much strength to kill Tang Meng, and Michelia Lis also gives Tang Meng divine blessing magic.
"The betrayal of the past made me lose my master, in exchange for the identity of the Archangel of Destiny. The sword was pressed against her head, but Liz lowered her head, and her deep tone was like the holy sword she had picked up in her hand, and the light of the sword was gone.
Then she looked back at Tang Meng, and suddenly the sword body was shining again, and she firmly turned back to face Michael, her voice was sad and resolute: "I have only understood in thousands of years, in fact, I have no soul after losing my master, I have long lost everything."
"Why did you choose Allah Allah, why did you fall into it? We used to be the same faith, but now we are for our respective masters," Michael closed his eyes a little sadly, his handsome face was sad and gave off a dream that would break the hearts of many girls, paused for a moment and then opened his eyes, and said coldly, "Let's start this war." ”
Yes, if Michael only executed Tang Meng, it was just a simple slaughter of mortals by God. However, when two gods are going to fight, then the scale of destruction that erupts into energy is enough to call it war!
The battle between the two angels must be above board, for God is said to have embedded the best qualities of man in the depths of their souls。。。。。。
So the two archangels, who were also six winged at the same time, began to accumulate energy at the same time, and everything in heaven and earth began to shake. Michelia Liss didn't make any special moves, she stood quietly, her holy sword crossed her chest, her eyes became more and more solemn, and she said solemnly: "This elemental fluctuation is a fire-based magic forbidden spell. ”
Heaven and earth began to change, that is because the fire elemental elements in heaven and earth began to frantically gather on the sword raised by Michael, a holy sword burning with raging fire, blooming more dazzling than the sun, but only belonging to the flame of light, and the fire raged in an instant. The sky-high flames looked restless and tyrannical under the surging fire element, as if they were about to use flames to sweep away everything in front of them. Accompanied by a deep old and pure English.
“thefireelementthatwanderedbetweenheavenandearth,icallyouinthenameofgod。。。。。。 (Chinese explanation: O fire element wandering between heaven and earth, I call you in the name of God, and sin has infected the world.) Only a judgment of flame can bring justice through. Level 8 Forbidden Spell - Doomsday Judgment) and at this moment。。。。。。
"Hmph, can the gods of the West be unscrupulous in the East? ridiculous. A voice that has been in the vicissitudes of life but is not faint came, "Dude, you have crossed the line, and you should also be judged by me?"
A young man who looked to be in his thirties and dressed unreasonably appeared in Tang Meng's sight. A typical ancient Chinese men's attire, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist, a proud body hidden by a green shirt, a long silver-white hair fixed by a simple hairpin, and a face that looks handsome despite the vicissitudes of time. With his walking posture and evil demeanor, it gives people the impression of a dissolute prodigal son. It was clear that he had been in this place since the beginning, but he was not noticed by the two angels.
Michael stopped gathering energy for a while, and the fire elemental temporarily returned to heaven and earth, and then stared at this person, his intuition told him that this person was very powerful, but it should not be so strong that he didn't even detect it. Which immortal cultivator in the East is it? Michael looked at this man who appeared inexplicably in confusion.
"Don't look at it, I still like women, although you are very handsome, but you will not be in the same league as you when you look at it. The man spoke outrageous language to God with a look of great grace.
Then he turned to look at Tang Meng's side, and when he saw Michelia Lis's defensive posture, his eyes couldn't help but light up and said, "Oh, I love Sister Yu, but I also love Lori." Everything in the world is equal. Hey, don't guess the archangel over there, I'm Aristotle, Lidot, a great philosopher in China. ”
This could not help but make Michael's face twitch, and even more so that Tang Meng's calmness was washed away by this "great" philosopher. It should be a hidden master, what about the imaginary fairy wind bones?
"You are blaspheming, whoever you are, I must punish you," Michael said coldly to Lidod.
"Punish me, who do you think you are? The most important thing is that I'm not a special lover, candles or something, whips or something, forget it. I'm just a philosopher, after all. Li Dude said with a righteous and awe-inspiring face.
"You, you, you. Michael was so angry that his handsome face finally lost its usual seriousness, and his delicate facial features were a little distorted, and he said angrily, "I will pronounce the sentence, you filthy Oriental, I will extradite your filthy soul." ”
Li Dode's eyes were cold, he was like an angry lion, his white hair was raised without wind, and he roared angrily, "I will also tell you that this is the East, not a place where you Western gods can run rampant! Do you think that you can run rampant in the East by hiding the boundary wall? And can you judge here on behalf of the will of the Chinese people? No, you can't, but unfortunately, I can." ”
After speaking, he quickly made several strange gestures with his hands, and an unpredictable power of ghosts and gods spread, spreading to the whole world with him as the center, and then he shouted: "Ten days and nine earths, think it is local." The world is divided into nine, and it is actually Kyushu. The boundary of Kyushu will be punished if it is touched. The moonlight burns, and the enemies are annihilated. ”
Michael's pupils shrank, he didn't gasp, and couldn't help but be surprised: "This, this is the Kyushu green light?"