"Your Highness, how long will it take to wake up?" Beside a huge lake that was as calm as a mirror and rippling with pure white divine light, an old man looked expectantly at a young man with black hair and fine pupils. The young man
He had an impatient look on his face.
"How many times do I have to tell you, I don't know, this angel reincarnation pool is not mine, why are you asking me?" Muria's irritable face showed a trace of helplessness, "Your dignified Cardinal Archbishop is like a piece of brown sugar.
, are you embarrassed to follow me around all day? Don’t you think it’s a disgrace to the church?”
"I don't think so." The old man who has lived for thousands of years did not look embarrassed at all. His thick skin shocked Muria, "If you don't know, Your Highness, you can ask your fiancée.
This is her city in the clouds."
"I've also told you this. It's been less than ten years since my fiancée got the Cloud City, and she hasn't studied it clearly. She also threw the undead into the reincarnation pool. This is not much the same among the Blazing Sky God Clan.
case."
"This has been sleeping for ten years. So many angels have awakened. Why haven't these night watchmen awakened yet?"
"Are you here to cause trouble?" Muria squinted at the cardinal archbishop, "In recent years, the first ones to awaken are the gold-level night watchmen, and then the soul-level ones. So far, only the legend has not yet awakened.
What's the reason you don't know? The energy they need is not at the same level as those with golden souls, so it's normal for it to take a longer time."
"But I feel it's almost done. They even gave birth to human forms." Red Archbishop Asimio looked at the calm angel reincarnation pool. There were more than ten light cocoons floating in it. It can be seen that there are some light cocoons in these light cocoons.
Powerful humanoid beings huddled inside.
"But you don't have to come here every day to guard it! Don't you have to go back to perform your duties?" Muria was very speechless. Now Sinapus has left the continent of Obistus and is in the process.
Sailing across the vast ocean to the next subcontinent.
"It doesn't matter, there is still a teleportation array, it just costs some crystals, it's no big deal."
"You are not allowed to default on credit. The cost of the teleportation array must be settled on the spot." Muria looked at the archbishop and said expressionlessly. The consumption of the teleportation array is directly proportional to the energy level of the individual. The stronger the strength, the higher the cost.
The more it consumes.
If a legend of Asimio's level traveled back and forth every day, he would consume so much that even a small principality could not sustain it. This kind of economic consumption could bring down the economy of a principality.
"I still have this little money, and I have lived for more than two thousand years." The old man said with a smile, not caring at all about Muria's bad attitude.
"I said you've lived for so long, why are you so restless? In this case, you can wait two years at most. Come back in one or two years. These angels may have hatched. You go back and forth like this
It’s so troublesome to run.”
"I didn't want to miss her coming back to life."
"One thing I think I need to remind you is that the reborn angel, no matter what she looked like before? After rebirth, compared to humans, her appearance is the youngest and most energetic in her life."
Muria looked at the wrinkled old man, "In other words, after your lover is reborn, she will look no different from an eighteen-year-old girl, and your appearance is really suitable for meeting him.
? Even if she calls you grandpa, it's too big."
"I am indeed old." Asimio raised his hand and looked at it. It was covered with dark brown age spots. As a human with no special bloodline, he has cultivated to a legend and lived to be more than two thousand years old. He is already worthy of the title.
It's a long time to live a long life.
So far, he has not used any special means to extend his life. If he continues like this, he will probably not live to be 3,000 years old. He has long been despairing and plans to maintain his natural state.
die.
Then he also chose to join the Night Watch and become one of them, accompanying his lover. But who knew that Muria's appearance would cause a huge turn in the fate of his lover.
"Crack!" A crisp cracking sound came. Hearing this sound, the old man's attention was immediately diverted. Over the past few years, the old man has witnessed the scene where countless angels transformed from night watchmen broke through the cocoons of light and were reborn.
, this voice has long been familiar.
In the old man's expectant gaze, a light cocoon revealed fine cracks, and then the cracks spread quickly. A man with loose blond hair broke through the light cocoon and fell into the pool, causing ripples. Following his instinct,
The newly born angel stood up from the reincarnation pool. After looking at Muria and the old man beside him, the holy light began to gather around him, condensing into a pure white robe and covering his body, with six snow-white wings on him.
Stretching out from behind, this is a seraph.
"Is this a legend that has been reincarnated successfully?" Seeing this scene, Muria's eyes also showed surprise. He just made a breakthrough recently and just came out to relax. He brought the archbishop to Yunzhong City, but he didn't
I thought I happened to see this scene.
"Who am I?" The angel who had done everything stood in the angel reincarnation pool, with confusion in his eyes. He had the thinking of an adult, but had lost most of his past life memories, and only had some scattered memory fragments in his mind.
The flash appeared, but it made him even more confused. He was already a brand new life form.
"You were once a human hero, a night watchman who was willing to fight for mankind." Every night watchman who was reincarnated into an angel has an identity record. Following the previous agreement, angels came up immediately. According to the previous agreement,
Record, return to him all the weapons, equipment and personal belongings he left behind, as well as his life information.
These can allow angels to understand their origins, but they cannot restore their previous memories, because these are all unfamiliar to them. They have watched everything about their past lives as if they were watching other people's stories.
"It turns out that I was a human hero in my previous life!" After reading the introduction of his previous life, the eyes of the Seraphim changed from surprise to calmness, and finally no longer confused. He understood his origin, "Since he is a hero, then
My current name remains the same, Angus."
"Follow the oath you made in your previous life. Whenever a natural disaster of the undead occurs in the Obisto subcontinent, you will go to help the humans there and resist the undead." Come and deliver the items from your previous life to this newly born seraph.
The angel lady reminded.
"I will abide by the agreement I made in my previous life. Now it's time for me to visit my master." The newborn angel already has a complete inheritance memory, and the idea of loyalty to Michaelela has been instilled in his mind.
Thoughts only exist in the subconscious mind and influence him subtly.
"The newborn angel has nothing to do with the previous life. Even the legend is no exception." Seeing the posture of this legendary angel, Asimiochi, who was already very old, became even more stooped. He had witnessed countless angels.
The scene of waking up. But he still had a glimmer of hope.
But his lover is a legend, and legends are different from other levels, so he always has a trace of luck in his heart, maybe he can retain most of the memories of his previous life. But reality slapped him in the face.
…
Ever since the reincarnated angel of the legendary Night Watchman began to awaken, the legendary archbishop, who had experienced more than two thousand years, had been guarding the angel reincarnation pool all day long and would not go anywhere. Even if he was scolded by the church he belonged to
All the letters he received were thrown aside and ignored by him. His toughness even amazed Muria.
"This is love!" Muria admired the old man's persistence. Muria already knew something about his past.
He and the female night watchman named Pamela have been childhood sweethearts since childhood. They were both diagnosed with excellent spiritual talents when they were young, and then entered the Church of Dawn together, experienced and grew up together. In their youth,
They experienced everything good, they both entered the legend after hundreds of years, and then they ushered in the natural disaster of the undead.
All the good things came to an end in the natural disaster. Pamela died unexpectedly in the natural disaster, but because of her firm belief, she chose to protect humans, fell into the undead, and became a night watchman. The old man, in the long years,
Standing alone.
…
"Who am I?" A female eight-winged angel stood in the angel reincarnation pool, with a confused look in her eyes. At this time, in her mind, in addition to the inherited memories of angels, there were also some very vague pictures.
, it was a scene of a girl getting along with a handsome young man, "What are these?"
"You are Pamela, the former guardian of mankind, one of the many heroes of Obisto." A female angel came to her with some items left by Pamela, the former night watchman and now the legendary angel.
Next to him, he handed it to him along with a brief introduction to her life, so that she could understand the reasons for things and why she was born.
"My name is Pamela." Looking at the glorious deeds of the human hero named Pamela in the previous life, the new female eight-winged angel quickly recognized this identity. She also did not take a new name and chose to continue using the name in her previous life.
name.
"Who are you?" After understanding the reason for her existence, the eight-winged angel Pamela was ready to visit her master. But of course, as soon as she stepped out of the angel reincarnation pool, she saw someone wearing a red robe not far away.
The old man was looking at her, his body trembling slightly.
"I seem to have you in my memory," the newborn angel tried hard to dig out the memory fragments in his mind, among which was the sad old man in red robe. This memory fragment was mixed with very sad emotions.
"I am..." The old man heard the words asked by the angel who was close at hand, and tried to squeeze out a smile on his old face, "I am a partner who once fought with you, so you will have my existence in your memory. Now look
I am very happy that you can regain your life."
"Oh!" Pamela nodded, suppressed the inexplicable sadness in her heart, and then prepared to leave, but inexplicably, she paused again, "I have something to ask you.
"
Pamela opened the booklet in her hand that recorded her life story and pointed it out to the old man, "There are still many things recorded in it that are unclear, but I especially want to know who this person is?"
It was a very clear color image. One was a girl who was very similar to the current eight-winged angel. Next to the girl, there was a tall and mighty young man wearing armor with a bright smile and a hand on his hand.
On the shoulders of the girl on the side, there is a sense of caution.
"He is Asimio, he is no longer here." The old man looked at his skinny hands, suppressing the emotions he wanted to talk to, and his voice became deeper. The tall and mighty Asimio before.
Simio has disappeared, and now there is only an old man.
These two people know each other so well that neither of them wants to let their most embarrassing side show up in front of the person they like.
"Then what is his relationship with me?"
"friend."
"Just friends?" Pamela frowned. She felt that it was more than that, but she couldn't continue to ask. It seemed that she could no longer think of any topics to communicate with the old man. She turned and left with the angel who came to guide the way.
.
"It's great to be completely reborn! It's exactly the same as when I was young." Seeing the girl leaving, the old man could no longer restrain his emotions. Tears blurred his eyes, but he was crying alone and silently.
, a slender figure appeared in his hazy sight.
The old man who realized that someone was approaching quickly wiped away his tears, and then saw the slender figure standing opposite him, "Your Highness, why are you here?"
"I'm a little curious, what will happen when you meet your lover who has been reborn and lost his memory?" Muria did not hide his gossip. This is a real thousand-year love, so he specially ordered his
The subordinate paid attention to the situation here, and then he saw the bloody scene just now.
"Your Highness is really in a good mood." The old man responded dryly after realizing that he had just been entertained.
"Why don't you admit your identity? Do you plan to end it like this?" Muria asked with a frown. He was very unhappy with the scene just now.
"This is good enough," the old man touched his cheek, "Now I am just an unnecessary drag to her. I am no longer qualified to stand with her in this state."
"You are really hypocritical." Muria had a speechless expression on her face.
"I'm leaving first, Your Highness. Maybe I will come here more often in the future. I hope you won't find me nagging." The old man saw the dissatisfied expression on Mu Ruiya's face, and squeezed out a stiff smile on his face. He knew that Mu Ruiya's face was dissatisfied.
Rhea hoped that he would recognize his lover from his previous life, but he did not have the courage.
"Hey!" Seeing the old man turning around and leaving, Muria suddenly called out to him.
"Your Highness, is there anything else?" The old man turned around slowly, but what he saw was a fist that expanded rapidly in his eyes.
"Bang!" The seemingly delicate fist hit the old man's face, which was full of grooves, and smashed the bridge of the old man's nose on the spot. Blood spattered everywhere, and the old man was knocked down by the heavy punch.
On the ground.
"Why did you..." The sudden pain made the old man want to question, but he was interrupted mercilessly by Muria: "I am upset by your choice. What I like most is a perfect happy ending.