[First send and then change~]

Andre looked at the clouds around him in a daze, as well as the green mountains and green waters below, is he flying? His memory is still stuck in his life support pod, watching the crowd of researchers around him busy with things, while he himself is signing the body donation agreement and the will on the virtual screen.

Although it is a bit ridiculous for the members of Torchwood to sign such a document at this time, Andrei. Mali is still willing to waste a little time and leave the inheritance to his brother, whom he has not seen for 17 years.

He knew that the other party's life was not good, and as an elite agent of Torchwood, the legacy he left behind was undoubtedly a large amount of money, although this money would be meaningless after fourteen hours, but at least it would make the man who had been doing his duty happy for a while, and the EU's banking union was liquidating depositors' assets, maybe that money could be exchanged for a lot of gold coins in the other world.

Anyway, for Andre, the money is meaningless, if everything goes well, he will be the first advanced legendary player in the Europa Empire in the future, and he will be the Guardian of the Empire, if it is the other way around, he will not need that money either.

But what is the situation now?

André tried to control his wings, but his body didn't send any feedback, and he still kept his speed as he swept across the sky, the cold air lapping against his face as if he were in a mood.

He didn't find the interface to the player's communication system, and in fact the interface that had been with him all along, Andre kept trying to take back control of his body, but it was pointless.

"Don't bother, mortal, your consciousness is like a drop of water in the ocean in front of me, and I can wipe you out completely at any time if I want to."

The voice appeared directly in Andrei's head, with a hint of pride and contempt in his indifference, and Andrei knew this voice, this voice came from the angel, the angel whose power had been stolen from him.

"Can you explain to me the situation?" As a senior agent of the Torchwood Organization, Andre did not panic in this situation, but tried to figure out the cause of the matter, and then found an opportunity to counter the other party.

What Andre didn't expect was that the other party actually cooperated and explained.

"At the time of coming, your despicable spells did suppress me to a certain extent, but what really worked was another force, that power protected your soul and will, our bodies have fused together, 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 this, but just now, the power that protects you suddenly disappeared."

Could it be that the power that the angels say is the system? Andre tried to calmly analyze the intelligence, the news revealed by the other party was too important, and the dimensionality reduction plan and angelization were actually in conflict with each other? And this angel always gives him a sense of familiarity when he expresses himself.

"Mortal, your mind is completely under my watch, and I can see them." The angel's voice reappeared: "It's ridiculous to say, you want to get the power of the angels, and we get what we want from your souls." ”

"What do you want?" André tried to regain control of his body again, but a sudden burst of pain nearly knocked him unconscious.

"Don't play tricks, mortal, I said I could see your mind." There was a hint of pride in the angel's voice: "As the guard of the Lord of the Dawn, He removes many things in our souls that are useless in His eyes, which are an important part of us as individuals, not every angel can accept it, but the Lord is the Lord, and we cannot disobey His will." ”

"And my soul fills what you're missing." Andrei tried to empty his consciousness as much as possible, repeating in his consciousness what he had just said, rather than continuing to think downward.

"That's right, I'm a whole individual again, and ......" The angel hesitated for a moment, as if peering into Andrei's thoughts: "I don't want to go back to the way I used to be." ”

"So, you need me, not only are our bodies fused together now, but so are our souls and minds, and you can't destroy me." Andrei's consciousness gradually stabilized, and he quickly adapted to his current state: "So, I feel a trace of familiarity in you, your tone, the logic of your thinking, and your personality almost all come from me. ”

The angel was silent for a long time this time before finally speaking: "That's right, the things in my soul that are responsible for dealing with this part have been deleted by the Lord, and I can only borrow you, and I really can't get rid of you." ”

"But you still have the upper hand, and I don't even have the right to move a finger." Andre sighed, he didn't expect such an accident after he was reduced to a dimension, which was not the same as the future he had planned for himself.

"Where are you taking us now?" Andrei was only discouraged for a second, and then he picked himself up again, if he was so easily defeated, he would have fallen in a certain mission, and those who can struggle to survive on the anti-chaos front have a pair of steel nerves and can calmly face any accidents.

"I don't know, I just want to get away from the previous environment, I don't have a good impression of you, you don't have any reverence in your hearts, and you want to steal our power, and the church is now a bunch of beasts bewitched by power." There was a hint of confusion in the angel's voice: "And all the Lord needs is a fighting machine without ego, I don't want to go back to that state, I want to stay away from all this." ”

"You can't get away with it all forever." Andrei carefully opened up some of his memories, all about Chaos, in those memories he foiled Chaos' conspiracy again and again, and died for life: "The enemy of this world is still there, and no one can survive in secret." ”

"Maybe you're right, but I just want to be quiet now." The angel stubbornly responded, and again picked up the pace.

"Spatial isolation is only temporary, only peace of mind is permanent." Little by little, Andrei planned his calculations: "Since you are tired and want to stay away from all this, why don't you shrink your consciousness for a while?" Give me control of your body for the time being, and you can stay out of it until you want to come back, and you can take back control of your body at any time. ”

"Maybe, you're right." The angel suddenly stopped in mid-air, switching between movement and stillness so abruptly that it left a white smoke ring composed of water vapor in the air: "Remember, mortal, I can come back at any time." ”

André swears he's never been as grateful for Torchwood's psychoanalysis classes as he is now.