Because he was recovering from his injuries, Cheng Qianxun could lie in bed and rest for the past two days, thinking about and sorting out everything.
There is a world outside the sky.
What Pluto said she has her responsibility is exactly what she said and what she wanted to express and imply.
Pluto rarely speaks, but whatever he says comes true.
I finally climbed past the sixth floor.
I have said before that no mortal can climb past the fifth floor.
It is usually on the third floor that you become enlightened enough to become an angel.
In fact, it's not that I have a great enlightenment, but that I don't want to suffer anymore.
Without Albert's sacrifice, this level would really be impossible to pass. . .
She has a kind of worry, the road below will not require someone to sacrifice to pass it, right?
I thought a lot, and the more I thought about it, the more worried I became.
In the end, I comforted myself with "If you fail, just become an angel."
Finally passed the sixth floor, two-thirds of the road has been walked, and the remaining one-third of the road should be more difficult and dangerous.
"Chihiro."
Sneijder walked over, carrying water drops from the swimming pool.
Now her teammates' ability can turn them into a swimming pool, but they are not as easy as hers.
It takes a certain amount of time and will fail if they are distracted even a little bit.
Why is her magic so powerful?
The scene of fighting Sariel with a sword comes to mind again.
I have fought with many angels in heaven and even had a big fight with Michael.
Angel has seen six of them, plus a bulb-headed scribe, Lemuel didn’t know what he looked like. . .
No matter what he looks like, it has nothing to do with climbing the ladder.
But why does she have such powerful magic power?
It seems like starting from the underworld, except for using it in the rest area.
In the survival area, you will return to your original shape and become a mortal.
Even to the final level of the underworld.
If you ask to use the Blade of Enlightenment to stab Pluto, it doesn't require much mana.
Because no matter how strong the magic power is.
Not as good as Pluto.
The world of heaven is also really interesting.
They bring a shiny transparent sword and let the undead stab Pluto.
I know clearly that I can't beat him at all. . .
But why should the undead stab him if he can't defeat him?
Isn't it assumed that Pluto will not hurt the undead?
This is impossible, even angels and devils kill humans, let alone Pluto, who has always been infamous. . .
"Qianxun."
Sneijder called her back to her senses: "You are thinking about something again."
She said calmly: "I always feel tired, so tired."
I am really tired.
I have already climbed so many stairs, but there are still three floors left.
It feels so far away.
Sneed lay beside her.
Enlightenment: "Don't think so much, as long as everyone can be happy together."
"In all things in the world, if we are separated for a long time, we will be reunited for a long time.
We will be separated one day."
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She felt a bit inexplicable sadness.
She hadn't felt sad for a long time.
She had looked down on everything and would be sad.
She would be sad for the death of her friend.
Sad, but it’s been a long time since I felt sorry for myself.
"Separating is also to live a better life.
For example, Rudolf.
He can fish on the lake with his pension and find a tall woman to be his wife.
He likes to be taller than him."
Sneijder started with a smile.
Explaining what life would be like if everyone returned to the mortal world: "Gordon will get a large pension when he returns to China and retires.
He can also be rehired as an instructor.
And Regel can return to the gym, continue to teach classes and pick up girls.
As for me."
Sneijder stretched out his arms and hugged her, looking leisurely and contented: "Marry my fiancée.
We will run the Black Rose Nightclub together and have two children.
We will grow old together."
"Bah," she spat softly, "Didn't I just say one thing."
"Whatever, as long as I can have children.
Just one."
In fact, Sneijder must still be thinking about having two children.
The welfare in this country is quite good.
As long as you pay social security benefits, you don't have to worry about medical treatment and education.
After making money, I can take my children and dogs on vacation to the beach together.
What a beautiful picture.
Just as he was about to continue chatting, many "people" suddenly appeared in front of him.
What it feels like to have seven high-level angels standing around is like seven huge pillars standing in front of you, or seven giant Buddhas.
If the light here wasn't bright enough, two or three three-meter-tall angels would be able to block most of the light, not to mention seven.
"Why is she still lying down?"
Raguel held the sheep whip in his hand and frowned slightly.
Remember when they ate her sheep?
Raphael said with a smile: "There is no way, who told her to shoot herself.
Otherwise, Lord Michael would chop her again.
The wound would be much easier to treat than this one.
After the wound cut with the divine sword heals, , the body will naturally get better.”
Uriel's voice was thunderous: "She's right, she can't cut anything.
Is the sword of an angel meant to cut people randomly?"
"Then I can't help it."
Raphael shrugged: "Forgive me for my poor medical skills, I can't cure it so quickly."
"What the hell, she can fight Master Sariel with a sword, why is she in poor health?"
Raguel muttered.
"That was her using her magic power.
Magic power relies on willpower rather than physical strength."
Raphael defended.
Raguel turned to Sariel, who was sitting in mid-air: "Master Sariel is also skilled in medicine, so why don't we help with diagnosis and treatment together?"
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Sariel's closed eyes slowly opened and stared at Raguel.
Raguel was stunned and stood there blankly.
Sariel closed his eyes again and continued to sit on the moon-shaped seat in mid-air as if he had nothing to do.
Raguel was now able to move, breathing a little faster. . .
There is no need for Sariel to say more.
Gabriel said calmly: "You can't stand his gaze, let alone a mortal."
Let him see a doctor.
The more you look at him, the more serious his injuries will be and the weaker his body will be.
"How long will it take?"
Michael asked.
"I can't tell you this.
Her body is too weak..."
Raphael scratched the back of his head as if counting the time.
"I'll give you two more days.
You must continue after two days."
Michael gave the order.
"Two days is not enough.
If you rest well, it will take at least three days.
If the injury still recovers so slowly, then you will need..."
Raphael was about to start bargaining.
"Two days, Raphael."
Midalun spoke, and sometimes it felt like his words were like a camera before, with a "bang" sound and the spotlight also turned on at the same time.
It's just that his lights stay on.
And the voice can continue: "Only two days."
"Why?"
The teammates were dissatisfied and protested: "Should we let Cheng die...
If his condition is not good, he should rest for a while."
"Two days."
Midalun disappeared.
Then the other angels disappeared one by one, leaving only Raphael.
"Okay.
Okay, okay."
Raphael said "Okay" helplessly three times.
He walked to the bed and sat down, spreading his hands: "It's not that I won't help you, but that there was an order from above. ” Raphael seemed to be helping them delay, but why?
The shrewd Rudolf asked tentatively: "I don't know what the next level is.
It must be sad."
"It's so difficult."
Raphael immediately started to talk: "Do you know how many people have passed by?
You are already considered very powerful.
You are the only mortals who can pass the fifth floor."
Midalon was also a mortal before, but he was different from other mortals.
It is because of God’s protection that it is like a plug-in link.
"Do you know what your position would be if you were to take up the post now?
Four-winged angels, four-winged angels.
Other ordinary angels will probably be on the job for thousands of years before they can be promoted.
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You will be four-winged angels as soon as you come up."
Raphael said again.
I am very happy.
"Even if I'm afraid of the four wings, I'm still on duty."
Rudolph sighed, and then continued to test, "I don't know what kind of questions will be asked on the next level."
"Then I don't know.
It must be difficult.
Especially Lemuel.
Salier's question was already a bit of an edge shot.
He asked you to kill an unborn fetus, but it was really him.
Fortunately, he didn't kill it, otherwise this Guy's exile adds at least another five hundred years to us.
Since humans began to have the ability to distinguish between right and wrong, good and evil, and could go to heaven and earth, they have tried to maintain a better image and be closer to human beliefs.
"I haven't seen anything close to other angels, but I can feel it in Raphael.
Get some good feelings.
"So someone once arrived at the level under Remiel's jurisdiction.
What theme did he use?"
Regel asked instead, not allowing Rudolf to ask too many questions.
Arouse suspicion in others.
We all have been together for so long, so we don’t have to cooperate too well.
"He looks more sinister and eccentric.
Of course it has something to do with his personality.
Okay, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Raphael is not a fool.
He can tell a few words because he is in a good mood, but it will be boring to continue talking. .
So what is it, something close to the underworld, a haunted house, vampires, zombies, or something like that?
No one knows, so they simply don’t think about it.
"I'll swim for a while."
Gordon stood up, walked to the swimming pool, jumped in, and started swimming freely.
Others also went swimming.
They had to use up some energy, otherwise they wouldn't be able to sleep at night.
She leaned on the bed and watched these teammates swimming and playing in the pool.
Time passed quickly, and two days passed again.
Finally, at this moment, when the angels appeared again, Cheng Qianxun and his teammates knew that they had to continue climbing the ladder.
"Ah ha, wait a minute."
Raphael walked to Cheng Qianxun who was lying on the bed, and put his hand on her forehead.
The faint golden light from the palm of his hand still emerged slowly even though it was attached to her forehead.
When Raphael moved his hand away, she felt all the fatigue in her body disappear.
Sure enough, Raphael was helping them buy time.
She lifted the cotton-like cloud quilt and slowly got out of bed.
No matter how slow the action was, someone was dissatisfied.
Gabriel asked: "Can't it be cured quickly?"
Here are all the top angels with real power.
Raphael defended: "I didn't inject energy immediately because I was afraid that her body wouldn't be able to bear it, so I left it until the end.
I wasn't in a hurry to get her on the horse immediately.
Look at her body and she has stabilized."
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So it doesn’t matter if she gets sick again, I don’t care.”
Sariel, who was pretending to be cool with his eyes closed, snorted coldly.
"Hey" Raphael stood up and asked Sariel: "Brother, what do you mean?"
Sariel said word by word: "My nose is a little itchy."
Raphael was stunned for a moment, and he said after a while: "You are an angel, and you are not allergic.
Why is your nose itchy?"
"I'm allergic."
Sariel replied calmly: "I'm allergic to you.
Didn't you take a shower?"
"Just washed."
Raphael raised his arm and sniffed into the creaking nest: "It smells quite good."
This made everyone laugh.
Sariel said slowly: "I am allergic to fur.
After taking a bath, the wing feathers will become more fluffy.
I must dry them with starlight that is almost as hot as the sun.
After all, humans dry duck down quilts and clothes."
The taste.”
Duck down quilts and clothes. . .
Raphael was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "I didn't expect that your sarcastic skills are getting better and better.
It's better to restrain yourself.
Be careful if you are released after serving your sentence here and offend others when you go back."
"It's nice here.
I don't want to leave.
Come and see me when you have time."
Sariel said, "You should still care about Remiel."
Lemuel hasn't appeared yet.
Could it be that he forgot about Michael, so he shouted: "Lemiel, Lemiel is coming out.
If something is called, he must show up."
This is the order from heaven.
Whatever Michael says is the archangel.
He calls him out and he has to come out.
In the open space on the side, white clouds suddenly billowed up, and a figure first showed his head from the clouds that were like dry ice boiling in the air. . .
No, it should be said that he revealed his weapon first, a huge scythe.
Cheng Qianxun and his teammates watched in stunned silence as an "angel" holding a huge black scythe in his hand, wearing a black robe, and pulling down his hat to cover his face rose up from the white clouds and emerged.
"The God of Death" Reger blurted out.
This image is so classic.
Who else could it be if it wasn't the God of Death in Western mythology?
"He's been used impersonated all the time.
Who asked him to dress so dark?"
Raphael said with a smile.
Cheng Qianxun looked it up and down: "Well, it's the same style as Pluto, and he has a good eye for it."
Pluto is also wearing a black robe, and Lemuel is also wearing a black robe.
Does anyone involved with the underworld have to wear black?
But Pluto is more handsome in black.
Michael, who has the same appearance, shines brilliantly every day, but he doesn't feel as good-looking as Pluto in his thick black.
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Lemuel finally raised his head slowly, and the face under the hat was indeed a skull face, a white skull, with two dots of green light like a will-o'-the-wisp emerging from the darkness in his eyes.
If a human is dressed up like this for Halloween, standing on the road in the middle of the night will make people feel like they have bumped into a ghost.
He slowly raised a hand, and his fingers were finally no longer bones.
He grabbed the face of the skull in the hat, and then took off the head while Cheng Qianxun and his teammates were stunned. . .
After taking it off, I saw clearly that it was not a head or a face, but a skull mask.
Under the mask is a face with a Mediterranean style.
Although it is not very outstanding, he may have been considered a handsome guy in ancient times, but in the eyes of modern people, he looks a bit too big.
Lemuel started to speak, but his first sentence made people burst out: "I dress like this for work needs
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