Chapter 1091 Who do you choose?

Lord was a little shocked.

This is what he really meant when he heard Michael talk about God and things related to the Broken War.

Because in the past, Michael was unwilling to reveal anything about the Broken War, and he was very tight-lipped about the Broken War. Whenever he asked, he would always go over with the excuse that it was not the right time yet.

But today...Michael seemed a little different.

"Weren't you willing to say it before?" Lord was a little confused.

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

Lord suddenly understood, but then he was puzzled: "Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

He has been fused with Huadu for a long time, and Michael didn't come to tell him about it.

"You still have the nerve to say that?!"

As soon as this was mentioned, Michael puffed up his cheeks angrily, reached out and gently hammered Lord, and said dissatisfied: "You have been avoiding me since you merged with the flower, and I want to tell you too. !”

"Uh...well, it's my fault."

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

"snort......"

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

"A test...it's not that I can't understand it." Lord nodded, understanding God's intention.

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

That is a divine object that even evil gods covet. If one does not have considerable strength and rashly opens the seal of the final land, the supreme divinity may only be stolen by those evil gods, causing the collapse and destruction of the multiverse.

Just like the dragon guarding and protecting in fairy tales.

If he wants to take away the dragon's treasure, the knight must show his dragon-slaying skills.

And heaven and hell are exactly the 'dragon-slaying skills'.

Let’s not talk about the broken heaven for now, but the group of demon kings in hell are definitely not easy to do. If you want to snatch food from their tiger’s mouth, you must have two brushes, otherwise they will definitely be torn into pieces.

"No wonder Lucifer would choose to fall." Lord seemed to understand something and asked: "It should be God's arrangement that he falls to hell, in order to give the tester the greatest obstacle."

"In the beginning, it was like this."

Michael's eyes dimmed slightly and he said: "But later, her thoughts gradually changed, and she believed that the way to truly save the world was not to blindly follow God's prophecies, but to rely on one's own efforts and open up a new path."

"God's prophecy?" Lord caught an interesting word.

"It's said to be a prophecy, but in fact it's just that we are responsible for protecting the same thing." Michael smiled bitterly: "Lucifer protects hell, and I protect "Abel", or the "" in his body" flower". "

"Maybe...God really is wrong."

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

One is a high-ranking deputy king of heaven, leading the seven Seraphs. He is known as the Son of Light and the guardian of the Garden of Yin. He is blessed with glory and light; the other fell into the disgusting hell, and from then on, all the places he sets foot on are polluted by asphalt. , the demon king despised by the world.

From the infinitely glorious Lucifer Morning Star, he became the King of Demons, Satan of Hell.

During the endless years in heaven, she occasionally recalled that day and wondered whether God was really wrong.

In that hell filled with filth, even the once noble stars were unable to resist the erosion of darkness, and eventually, step by step, they degenerated into real demons.

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

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

Feeling the sadness lingering in Michael's eyes, Lorde suddenly felt a trace of love. During those endless years, she witnessed the death of God and the betrayal of her brothers, and endured a burden that ordinary people could not imagine.

Almost subconsciously, Lord stretched out his arms, took the person near Chi Chi into his arms, and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work."

Just four words, but they seemed to have great destructive power. They broke through her thick armor and exposed her soft heart. An unprecedented touch stirred her heartstrings and played unspeakable music. .

It's grievance, sadness, sweetness, and even more... joy.

It was as if the countless grievances and hardships I had suffered, as well as the heavy burdens and responsibilities I had endured in those endless years were shattered by this light word, disappearing like clouds of the past.

At this moment, she was no longer the holy Seraph, no longer the deputy king of heaven, but...she, an ordinary woman.

Michael let the strong arms hug her tightly, slowly raised his arms, and gently hugged the man.

This moment lasted for a long, long time.

For Michael, she hoped that this moment could last longer, forever.

But alas, that's not possible.

Time will not stop for anyone, it will only flow further and further ruthlessly.

"How long are you going to hold me?"

A cold 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 sound.

With a stiff neck, he turned his head and looked over the top of Michael's head. He saw a woman whose whole body exuded 'black energy', whose aura was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Her sharp sword intent was almost tearing through the atmosphere, and her eyes were full of resentment. .

It was... Unohana Retsu who woke up after a coma.

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

That's right, even if it flows down, it doesn't matter if it flows down.

"You guys hugged each other so closely, and you actually took advantage of me when I was unconscious. Do you have any special hobbies? Spirit! King! Big! Human!" Uozhika Retsu's last few words were almost gritted teeth, and came out of his throat. It popped out, showing how angry he is now.

When she woke up, she happened to see Lord and Michael embracing each other as intimately as lovers.

For some reason, an evil fire emerged. Unohana Retsu had never been so angry before, and she even wanted to pull out the knife immediately, but the remaining trace of reason allowed her to control herself.

"I woke up so early, so I underestimated you." Michael lifted up his hair calmly, without any sign of guilt, and said calmly: "It seems that I will have to use more force next time to make you unconscious. Just a little longer.”

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Uozhihua Lie became even more angry, pressing one hand on the handle of the knife, with a crazy light flashing in his eyes: "I don't know when Seraph will do such a dirty thing, and actually steal it behind his back. A man now."

"Did you misunderstand a little bit?"

Michael narrowed his eyes slightly and released a dangerous aura: "I have known him longer than you."

"What does longer time mean?" Uozhihua Lie chuckled and counterattacked: "At least the time I spent with him is much longer than you. After all...he owes me one more time. Traveling."

The golden light around Michael became intensely visible to the naked eye.

Similarly, the Mao Zhihua Fierce Sword has been unsheathed, and the bloody light is rippling in the void like waves.

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

Uh-huh!

Lord was sweating, and roared angrily in his heart: "It's none of my business if you guys are arguing!"