mutant biological system

() The black mist sounded again along with the footsteps. The other party did not pay attention to Xu Qianming in the center of the room, but circled around the room and finally returned to the door.

Then a hoarse voice sounded from the black mist: "Is it just An Tonghui himself?"

Xu Qianming didn't know who the other party was asking, but it was obvious that apart from the unconscious An Tonghui, he was the only one who could speak.

"I just came here, and I have only met An Tonghui." While answering the other party's questions, Xu Qianming carefully guarded the other party.

Hearing Xu Qianming say this, he exhaled, and the black fog immediately dissipated. At the same time, the room was suddenly filled with an unpleasant smell of sulfur. This smell was more than a hundred times stronger than the previous one outside the basement below, and it was too much for him to bear. The super strong Xu Qianming also felt sick.

Suppressing the feeling of vomiting in his heart, Xu Qianming looked at the mysterious man standing at the door.

As the black fog dissipated, a slightly thin figure appeared in front of Xu Qianming's eyes. This was a life that seemed more perfect than An Tonghui, and even very similar to Seraph An Tonghui.

The same perfect figure, the same perfect face, but the beautiful eyes are shining with a strange red color, and there is no strong energy impact like An Tonghui's eyes.

What made Xu Qianming feel most incredible was that the opponent actually had a pair of wings behind him. These wings were neither white nor black, representing the demons, but a pair of beautiful dark gold wings that were shrinking behind the opponent at the moment.

Xu Qianming is really not sure about the other party's identity now. This is far from the devil in myths and legends. Even the devil in An Tonghui's mouth is definitely not like this.

"Hmph, I wonder who I am, a weak little guy." The man looked even thinner than Xu Qianming, but he called Xu Qianming a little guy.

However, Xu Qianming didn't have any dissatisfaction. Against such a strong man who had lived for who knows how many years and could even crush himself into nirvana with just a move of his little finger, Xu Qianming didn't think he was that stupid, but he didn't think he was that stupid. It's easy to talk, so you can just pretend you didn't hear and see what the other person wants to do.

"Don't be surprised, I was once one of them." The words of the mysterious man at the door made Xu Qianming more and more confused.

Seeing that Xu Qianming was still on guard, the mysterious man at the door smiled mockingly.

"Hey, I don't know how many people can still remember my name." The mysterious man said as he walked towards the altar step by step.

Xu Qianming's alertness and strength are not worth looking at in the eyes of the mysterious man. He is like a newborn baby threatening the world boxing champion. With a smile, Xu Qianming is not so much alert as he is looking for psychological comfort. a little.

"Mortals in the lower world, maybe you haven't heard of my name. I am the former archangel Michael." The mysterious man said as he walked to the altar and looked at An Tonghui, who was lying unconscious on the ground. , the red pupils in a pair of beautiful eyes moved slightly.

The name "Fallen Angel Michael" immediately came to Xu Qianming's mind. When he was a child, Xu Qianming spent some time in the church's orphanage. Although he was not very familiar with this archangel, he had heard of it.

"Fallen angels are actually not fallen. It's just that everyone sees things differently." Michael turned to look at Xu Qianming.

Xu Qianming was even more shocked. He was just thinking about it, but he didn't expect that the other party knew what he was thinking immediately. This made Xu Qianming feel scared.

"Mind reading is a very simple little magic. You can't use it without divine power, otherwise I can teach you." Michael looked at Xu Qianming with some admiration.

Because after Xu Qianming knew that Michael could see through his mind, he simply gave up his defensive posture and looked at Michael calmly and undefended.

This made Michael's evaluation of Xu Qianming improve a lot. After most people know that their thoughts have been seen through, their first thought is to panic or become more vigilant.

But Xu Qianming is very aware of the strength gap between himself and Michael. Instead of continuing to do preventive work, it is better to open up and accept the situation calmly. After all, when the relationship between the enemy and ourselves is not clear, it is better to be calm. It is easy to win the favor of others.

"Michael, I have always been curious. I have only heard a few of your stories, but there are many versions. I really don't know which one is more accurate." Xu Qianming tried hard to think about the things about Michael in his memory.

In fact, this is a unique way of diverting thoughts that Xu Qianming adopted because he was afraid that his secret would be known to the other party.

After all, Xu Qianming was burdened with too many secrets, and he didn't want anyone who didn't trust him to know that the fallen archangel Michael in front of him was among those who were not trusted.

"Haha, what you are thinking is not the truth." Michael obviously disagreed with Xu Qianming's thoughts. After casually throwing a few healing spells at Seraph An Tonghui on the ground, Michael walked aside. .

After being knocked unconscious by Michael, An Tonghui cast a magical spell to seal his spiritual consciousness. Without Michael releasing the magical spell, he would never wake up.

Just now in the basement, facing his former capable generals, Michael could not kill him and tried to calm down An Tonghui, but An Tonghui was also famous for his stubbornness, not to mention Michael. Even if An Tonghui encounters any little devil, he will not let him go.

So even though he knew he was no match, An Tonghui still took action against Michael without hesitation.

In fact, it only took three moves for this famous warrior among the Seraphs to fall into the hands of the locked Lucifer.

The shaking of the magic tower just now was actually Michael breaking out of the magic circle that imprisoned him. However, Michael did not want to destroy the magic tower, and the methods of the abandoned people who set up the array were quite unique, so it took a lot of effort. took some time.

Xu Qianming didn't know what happened below, but he could clearly feel that the several light groups that Michael threw out contained amazing vitality, and they were completely filled with light energy.

As soon as he came into contact with these light groups, An Tonghui's injuries were immediately intact, but he was still unconscious.

"I have always wondered why you chose the path of depravity. Legend has it that you betrayed God and tried to rebel." Xu Qianming asked his question curiously. This is also the legend that he thinks is closest to the truth.

Michael did not directly answer Xu Qianming's question. The red pupils in his eyes shrank slightly when he heard the word rebellion.

"I'm not rebelling, it's just that I chose a different path." Michael said.

"I was the first angel created by God. Unlike other angels, I am unique and not bound by a creed, because God originally created me just to have an assistant who could help him. I am not like other angels. A tool like an angel." Michael showed a look of nostalgia on his face.

"To this day, I still remember what happened when I was first born. It was my happiest memory." The former archangel seemed to have recalled some good memories, with a warm smile on his face.

Xu Qianming looked at the archangel carefully, and his intuition told him that there were many stories in it.

"My ability is unmatched by any angel. I am called the Glorious Morning Star and the Son of Glory by the gods. Even among the gods, my status is quite high. It is different from the angels who were created as tools in the later period. Yes, I don’t have to abide by any creed and have my own independent consciousness.”

While talking, Michael looked at Xu Qianming and saw that Xu Qianming was listening to him very seriously.

"Do you know how valuable consciousness is?" Michael asked Xu Qianming a question.

"Du li consciousness?" Xu Qianming was a little confused as to why Michael would ask such a question, because on earth, perhaps even a bug has its own du li consciousness, but its intelligence is lower.

As if he understood Xu Qianming's doubts very well, Michael stretched out his not burly but muscular and extremely graceful arm and pointed at An Tonghui not far away: "He has no consciousness of his own."

"No?" Xu Qianming was a little unconvinced, because in previous conversations with An Tonghui, he never felt that the other party was a being without consciousness.