Sensing the aura on the black man's body, Michael's face suddenly turned ugly.
"Fu Xing's [Chaos]?!"
"YES!" The black man snapped his fingers, opened his arms and grinned enthusiastically, "But here, I hope you can call me Doctor Naija."
Michael had no intention of talking nonsense with [Chaos]. He held the golden holy sword tightly with both hands, and the surging divine power instantly filled the room. The next moment, a bright sword light burst out from the door and window of the room!
boom--!!
A dull and loud sound echoed over the hospital, and a figure in a white coat landed in the courtyard like a kite. He looked at the golden figure walking out slowly with a smile, without any scars on his body.
Michael walked out of the room holding the giant sword. His eyes swept around, confusion appearing in his eyes.
"What is this place?"
He had just released such a large amount of divine power in one breath, but the room was not damaged at all. The spotless corridor shimmered in the sunlight. He looked back and saw a mysterious door number above the room.
What is painted on this house plate is exactly the shape of six wings.
"Welcome to the Mental Hospital of the Gods." In the courtyard, [Chaos] opened his hands leisurely, "And you are my first patient, Seraph Michael."
At the same time, a virtual panel popped up above Michael's head, but he himself was completely unaware of it.
"
Ward one.
Patient: Michael
Task: Help Michael treat mental illness. When the treatment progress reaches the specified value (1%, 50%, 100%), some of Michael's abilities can be extracted immediately.
Current treatment progress: 100% (no treatment required)
"
The moment he saw this panel, [Chaos] raised his eyebrows.
"No treatment is needed... It seems that your spirit is very healthy?"
"But it doesn't matter. Just because you are mentally healthy now does not mean that you will be in the future... Anyway, what I am best at is playing with people's hearts. As long as you are tortured to the point of mental collapse, and then healed bit by bit, I can still get your power." [Chaos] grinned.
He smiled, his big white teeth shining in front of Michael's eyes,
"As the three pillars of Cthulhu, but possessing the most holy and powerful power of Seraph... Don't you think this is interesting?"
"What are you talking about?" Michael couldn't understand [Chaos]'s nonsense at all, "How did you lock me in here quietly? What do you want to do?"
"This hospital has the function of concealing aura. Even if you are the 'Supreme', you will not be able to detect its existence... Of course, the same is true for the Daxia gods on Earth." [Chaos] clapped his hands,
"So, except for you and me, no one in the world knows that I have sneaked to the moon and imprisoned you, the watcher of the moon... As for what I want to do,
Haha, what do you think?"
"You want to let them out?!" Michael's pupils shrank slightly, and the terrifying power of Seraph was raging outward crazily!
All the gods of the K-type except the three pillar gods are sealed on the moon. Once they are released, the only heaven on earth cannot be the opponent of all the K-type gods. If [Chaos] really does this
, then the earth is completely finished.
[Black Goat] once tried to break the moon seal, but failed in the end... Now, [Chaos] relies on the power of the Gods Mental Hospital to make a comeback!
Under the dazzling divine power, the flowers and plants in the courtyard were evaporated in an instant, and the strong wind shattered the glass of the nursing staff's dormitory nearby, making the white coat on [Chaos] make a sound.
[Chaos] didn't care about this and chuckled:
"It's useless, my dear Michael... Now I am the dean here, and you are just a patient, you can't hurt me at all..."
boom--!!
A six-winged giant shadow flashed behind [Chaos] in an instant, and the hot and sacred golden holy sword fell to the ground, and the endless golden light flooded the entire hospital.
A figure staggered out of the dust in the sky and landed on the ruins of the courtyard. [Chaos] looked at the ferocious blood marks on his chest, and his eyes were filled with astonishment.
"How is it possible? How could you hurt me in this hospital?"
The flowing golden divine power intertwined into a sacred realm, spreading out from under the feet of the angel with white six wings. Michael held a giant sword in one hand, and his beautiful face was as solemn and majestic as an iceberg.
【Mortal God Realm】!
Patients cannot harm the director. This is a rule of the hospital, but there are always exceptions...for example, miracles.
Feeling the threatening aura coming from Michael, the contempt on [Chaos]'s face gradually subsided. He pulled out his hands from his white coat, and the evil and crazy power of the Ke system also emanated, even directly suppressing Mika.
The power of the Seraph on Le's body occupies two-thirds of the entire hospital.
"You are worthy of being the number one angel under Yelande back then... It's true that I underestimated you." He said calmly, "But do you really think you can beat me?"
Michael did not speak. He was holding the holy sword, and the [Mortal God Realm] under his feet was frantically resisting the power of [Chaos], but it was still retreating steadily.
The strength of the Three Pillar Gods is far superior to that of the Supreme God. He and the three Heavenly Lords can only set up a trap to deal with the [Black Goat], and now what he is facing is [Chaos] whose frontal combat power is much higher than the [Black Goat].
].
Even so, He had to fight!
No matter how bad he is, he will at least break the hospital and expose the aftermath of the battle. Only in this way can he attract the attention of heaven. Only if Santianzun takes action can the Moon Formation have hope of being saved!
The dazzling eyes burst out from Seraph's eyes, and he turned into a golden afterimage and rushed towards the [Chaos] standing in the darkness again!
An earth-shaking loud noise came from the hospital again!
At the same time, in the deep space on the surface of the moon, there was still deathly silence.
The hospital was suspended above the gray-white earth, like a silent ghost, without a trace of breath leaking out. As the hospital slowly descended, the relationship between it and the sealing formation in the center of the crater became more and more intense.
close.
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Earth.
Among the snow-capped mountains, a monk was sitting cross-legged and meditating, slowly opening his eyes.
"Has it started..." He glanced at the moon shadow in the sky and muttered to himself.
After a moment, he withdrew his gaze again. His indifferent eyes showed no emotion at all, but slowly closed them, sitting motionless in the wind and snow like a stone sculpture.