"If I were you, I would choose to pursue the lover who has lost his memory again, instead of the so-called "no acquaintance" like you do. Isn't it uncomfortable for you? After holding it back for 1,800 years, I asked you, and you actually said
We are friends, we don’t even dare to recognize each other.”
Muria looked at the old man who was recovering quickly from his injuries as the blood on his face was flowing back. His face was full of disdain. He had long been tired of watching this kind of bloody plot.
"Even if we recognize each other, what can I do?" Seeing the dissatisfied Muria, who was punched, the angry old man was like a deflated rubber ball, with a look of decadence on his face.
.
"For reborn angels, the memories of their past lives are like other people's stories. It is difficult for them to resonate with their own emotions. What's the use of letting her understand the relationship between me and her in her past life? Is she still there?
Will she admit this relationship? She no longer has the corresponding memory, and I am just a stranger to her. In this case, let’s all be well!”
"I said, why are you so stubborn? What is the relationship between people? They never know each other, and then they go from acquaintances to ordinary friends, and then develop to different levels according to needs."
Muria had a look of hatred on his face, "If you don't know me, you can find a way to know me! Then use your previous methods to chase her again. What a big deal? What are you afraid of? Why are you cowardly?"
"I've already become like this, how can I have the face to recognize others." The old man stood up with a wry smile. His body was still full of powerful power, but his body was declining day by day, unless he could continue to break through.
, but even a breakthrough can only alleviate his current aging trend, and it is impossible to restore his youthful heyday.
"This is simple. Since your lover has been reborn once, then you should be reborn too!" Muria looked at the old man with a smile on his face. Behind him, the starlight rose and spread towards the old man.
"Your Highness, you..." The cardinal archbishop's body shone with pure white and holy light, but was instantly suppressed by the misty starlight. A chain like a galaxy appeared, and then wrapped tightly around the archbishop's body. His strength suddenly disappeared.
Has been banned.
Looking at the archbishop who was easily tied up by him, Muria tugged at the corner of his mouth, then held one end of the bracelet and pulled hard, letting the old man lie on the ground. After Muria glanced at him, he pulled
The chain dragged him towards the angel reincarnation pool, not caring about the old man's identity.
"Your Highness, I am the Cardinal Archbishop! I have dedicated everything to the gods. You will incur the wrath of the gods."
Muria, who came to the edge of the reincarnation pool, glanced at him and didn't want to talk to him anymore. This old drama queen was still acting in front of him. Out of anger, Muria kicked him hard.
On his body, he was kicked into the angel reincarnation pool, causing a huge wave.
"When you come out of the reincarnation pool, you will be an angel. From now on, you will be my fiancée's subordinate. As for the rest of the problems, you don't have to worry about it."
The moment Asimio fell into the pool, the liquefied power of the holy light in the pool, mixed with some special power, surged towards his body. A huge cocoon of light was using the old priest as his body.
Center rapid prototyping.
"Crash!" Seeing this scene, Muria retracted the nebula chain, but the archbishop inside remained motionless, seeming to have lost the power to resist.
"You're a duplicitous old guy." Muria looked at the growing light cocoon with some disdain, "You say you don't want it, but your body is still so honest. By the way, those bishops in Obisto are all like this.
What does it look like? It would be too miserable for those gods to preach there!"
"Now it's time to deal with the possible consequences of this matter." Muria glanced at the angel light cocoon that was rapidly forming, and then quickly fell towards Sinapus below...
"Sister Feiyeti, long time no see." After returning to the Wind King's Castle, Muria quickly opened the communication circle. Through the contact information he had, Muria contacted his brother-in-law's fiancée.
Feiyati, the descendant of the Yi Chitian God.
"Little brother Muria, it's been ten years, you finally have time to see me?" When the communication circle was opened, a female blazing god who was savoring the tea appeared in front of Muria.
, just like a real existence.
"Ahem, haven't I been very busy lately?" Muria laughed dryly, and then chatted a few words with the blazing god, Muria quickly got to the point, "Sister Feiyeti, recently I
I got into some minor trouble, and I want you to help solve it through the channels of the Blazing Sky God Clan."
"If you get into trouble, you solve it yourself." Half of Ilvester's body, whose face was slightly blue, appeared in the communication circle and was projected in front of Muria. It looked very weird.
Seeing her brother-in-law who seemed to want to close the communication circle, Muria quickly said, "It's about the trouble of Michaelela."
"explain!"
"I just abducted a Cardinal Archbishop of the Dawn Church and threw him into Michael's Angel Reincarnation Pool."
"..." There was a moment of silence, and Ilvester's figure completely appeared in the communication circle, standing almost face to face with Muria, "How strong is that bishop?"
"Legendary Seventh Level." With the old guy's strength, Moriah couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. After the old guy guessed what Muriah wanted to do, he resisted symbolically for a while, then half-heartedly followed.
Otherwise, with Muria's strength, how could he be thrown into the reincarnation pool so easily. Even if he was pushed in by force, it would not be easy to escape with his strength.
"I understand." After hearing Muria's words, Ilvester nodded, "I will let my father communicate with the Lord of the Dawn."
"Everything ended successfully." After seeing that Ilvester couldn't wait to close the communication circle, Muria nodded with satisfaction.
From then on, the world lost a human archbishop named Asimio, and there was an additional ten-winged angel named Asimio in Yun Zhongcheng above Sinapus, following him all day long.
Behind the female angel named Pamela, she looks like a licking dog.
…
The cold wind was biting, and the cries of countless babies floated in the sea breeze. The clear moonlight illuminated an extremely cruel scene. In the central open space of a dilapidated small village, countless tiny babies lay there, naked, in the cold.
Crying in the wind.
It's just that no matter how loud the babies cry, no one comes out of the surrounding houses with lights coming out of the windows. There are also faint sounds of crying and lamenting coming from those houses, and from time to time there are still sounds.
There was the sound of a slap hitting flesh.
"What is this?" Suddenly, accompanied by the sea breeze, a young man with black hair and golden eyes appeared on a sea cliff not far from the village. His eyes were shining brightly in the dark night, more dazzling than the stars in the sky.
, the sight was intoxicating. As he approached the village, a warm breath dispelled the coldness in the air. The babies stopped crying.
"What's going on with these children?" Muria, who had just arrived in the New World, followed the cries and walked into this dilapidated village. Then he saw more than thirty babies shivering in the cold wind.
They were naked, so Muria could clearly see their physical features. They had a layer of fluffy white body hair on their bodies, and there were tiny fangs exposed at the corners of their mouths. It was obvious that they were not human beings.
"Children of orcs!" Based on the characteristics, Muria immediately identified the race of these babies, but this made him even more dissatisfied. No creature with a little bit of intelligence would abandon its own children.
But what he saw now was that in an orc village, a group of babies were thrown into the cold wind without any measures to prevent cold and warmth. This is no longer anti-human, this is simply anti-biological.
In his induction, eight of the thirty-five orc children were robbed of their body temperature by the cold wind, so their vitality was constantly declining. If he had not appeared, these children would have died in a short time.
"Who are you? Leave quickly, or don't blame me for being rude." At some point, the door of a dilapidated house opened, and a pale orc holding a huge wooden stick looked at Mu angrily.
Rhea.
"Oh!" Muria's face was expressionless and she pointed out...