After I Transmigrated as a Mermaid, I Transmigrated Back

Depressing the panic in his heart, Zhao Xiaokui walked in with Yu Youmin.

But her mind had long been left on the angel corpse outside.

What is an angel?

There are extraordinary creatures of Tier 4 from birth.

The darling of the order side, the true Protoss.

She would not be so shocked if she saw a living angel, but the body of an angel...

With such a complete body as it was preserved, she really couldn't laugh.

In the extraordinary world, apart from humans, few races will leave their bodies behind.

For other races, other races are all kinds of extraordinary materials that can walk. Among them, the gods represented by angels are the most popular.Zhao Xiaokui’s first lesson in the mermaid world said that even if you die, you must destroy your body without leaving any traces, otherwise no one knows how your body will be used after death.

Decomposing into materials is the best end. If you are made into a puppet, you can even summon part of the remaining spirituality through your body, so that you can consciously "live", and you can't survive or die. That's pain.

There are only two situations in which extraordinary creatures can leave corpses. One is that they actively leave the corpse for a certain purpose, and the other is that death comes too suddenly. Suddenly, the extraordinary creatures that have been killed cannot react before they die. , Naturally, there is no reason to destroy and not destroy.

The former situation is more common in some weak races. The strong and the elders will leave their bodies as materials and treasures for future generations to provide shelter and money. Angels are rare. Even if they want to stay, they should stay. It was the corpse of a ninth-order archangel, not an angel with only two wings.

The cause of the angel's death cast a shadow over Zhao Xiaokui's heart inexplicably.

Spirituality reminded her that this is probably a very important thing.

But this is obviously not the time to explore this issue.

Yu Youmin took her to the door of a room and knocked gently on the door. A man wearing a white robe with an expressionless face opened the door and made a gesture to the two of them.

The rich sacred aura, the supernatural being around the first rank...No, no, Zhao Xiaokui quickly denied his judgment. The person in front of him was not a supernatural, but an ordinary person infested by the supernatural power of an angel.

It is essentially a supernatural power of high-energy radiation that caused irreversible damage to his body, making him present a state similar to the supernatural, but if he is not supernatural, these forces will only cause harm.

"They are the guards of Guangming Prison, who are dedicated to guarding the evil creatures suppressed here."

Yu Youmin motioned to Zhao Xiaokui to follow him in.

Zhao Xiaokui asked in a low voice, "Is there a bright prison in every city?"

Yu Youmin smiled, his smile seemed so proud, "Of course not, there are four Guangming prisons in China, one in our city s, one in city b, and one in the frontier. As for The last one, I don’t know, is a state secret."

"Is there a statue just now in every prison?"

Yu Youmin nodded and said, "You are very careful. That statue is the core of the Guangming Prison. Every Guangming Prison has it, but the angel statues in other places have a few more wings than ours. There are only two in our city. I heard that the most of them have three pairs of wings."

Three pairs of wings.

Nine-order angel.

Zhao Xiaokui still wanted to ask where he got these things, but before he could ask them out, Yu Youmin said: "Here."

There are not many things in the room. On top of a few jade and white stone pillars, there are a few items like an exhibition.

White light hit the top of the stone pillar from top to bottom, and it was too far apart to see what was shrouded in it.

"What's in it are all third-level evil things." Yu Youmin said, "This is what you found in the sly realm that you broke before. That evil god should communicate with believers through it."

Zhao Xiaokui saw it when he got closer, and it was the crystal ball he saw that day.

She raised her eyebrows. It is not difficult to understand why this evil god’s item is classified as Level 3—although it controls the seemingly supreme art of time, but it cannot go back to time and space, and it cannot change the future. It only pulls the picture from time and space, and confuses people's hearts. It is difficult for the determined people to be used by it.

"Iii-2019112307, time refractor, is this this evil word?"

Zhao Xiaokui glanced at the sign and asked curiously.

"There have been so many evil gods that we have encountered over the years, and we have named them according to their abilities and characteristics. I gave them names. What do you think?"

Zhao Xiaokui nodded, "Very appropriate."

Yu Youmin said again: "I will remove the seal on it, and you can try to communicate with it."

Zhao Xiaokui nodded and said he could try.

In fact, it doesn’t have to be so troublesome. The system communicates with Tao Zijin. Although it is hidden from ordinary people, it is no different from talking loudly in front of them to the mermaid race, which is accustomed to communicating with souls. Since he wanted to try her abilities, Zhao Xiaokui would not rashly tell others that he could hear the voice of soul dialogue.

I don’t know what Yu Youmin did. The white light covering the crystal ball disappeared, and the crystal ball filled with black mist appeared in front of Zhao Xiaokui again. The only difference is that this time, Zhao Xiaokui waited for a while. , I heard a confused voice slowly sounding.

"Where is this, who are you, my believer..."

A lot of the madness at first sight was missing in this voice, and it sounded like a young man who had just woke up.

Zhao Xiaokui did not relax his vigilance, but there was inevitably a little more doubt in his heart.

"Do you remember who you are?" she asked softly.

"I...I am..." The voice was full of confusion, but soon he recovered his madness and roared loudly: "I want to kill you, I want to kill you--"

After the roar, its voice suddenly became quieter and turned into an unintelligible whisper. Zhao Xiaokui's ears buzzed and his body instinctively moved back.

Yu Youmin supported her and asked with concern: "Is it all right?"

In the hall, the angel staring down at the ground, deep in the huge wings, suddenly a faint light flashed.

At the same time, in Zhao Xiaokui's mind, a huge light lit up, and an angel's shadow was looming on the sea.

Zhao Xiaokui shook his head and examined the sea of ​​consciousness. He didn't find anything unusual. He breathed a sigh of relief and said to Youmin: "Nothing, I can indeed hear its voice."

Yu Youmin asked, "Will you continue? Do you want to take a break?"

"No," Zhao Xiaokui said, "try a few more times. If I can really hear the Cthulhu's voice, I might be able to catch the Cthulhu's hidden child in the human world sooner."

Yu Youmin: "Thanks for your hard work."

Zhao Xiaokui said: "Just remember to put the points into the account."

Yu Youmin suddenly couldn’t laugh or cry, “Don’t worry, no one dares to detain your things. You have done a great job this time, and the benefits are indispensable to you. I thought it would take you at least a year to go to the ruins. If you are willing, you should be able to register for the next batch of relics to enter the list at any time."

Yu Youmin took Zhao Xiaokui around the room a few times.

These creations used to communicate with the evil gods are of different shapes and materials. They have wood carvings, daggers, and blood-stained red dresses... The only thing they have in common is that they can feel when they look directly at them. A dangerous, weird and evil aura hits his face, and after seeing it for a long time, it even makes people feel a sense of suffocation of death.

Not every evil thing can find Cthulhu. Although most of them were brought back from the site of the Cthulhu sacrifice, they also have a unique aura that has not dissipated for many years, but they have nothing to do with the Cthulhu. Zhao Xiaokui found it. There are several evil spirits attached to these objects.

And there are evil gods, not all of them can communicate, like time refractors who can simply say a few words are very rare. Most evil gods live in their own world like children with autism. , Speaking of words that no one else can understand, if it were not for Zhao Xiaokui's long experience, once she found that she could not communicate, she would immediately withdraw, I am afraid that by this time her sea of ​​consciousness has been polluted.

After confirming that Zhao Xiaokui could indeed hear the voice of the evil god, instead of being able to sacrifice items and trading with the evil god like ordinary people, Yu Youmin finally let go of the heart that he had been holding for a while. Bringing Zhao Xiaokui up the aisle: "Originally, you should have been on vacation, but if this kind of thing happens, we really have no choice but to let you come back and continue working."

Zhao Xiaokui also feels that there are a lot of slots, "I was originally a part-time non-staff, and now I am even busier than your serious night-keepers. I just want to know, can I get paid for overtime? By the way, I don’t need money. , I just want points."

Inside Nightcrawler, there are too many things that can be done with points. Zhao Xiaokuiba doesn't need points too much so that she can lock Shen Zhifei's whole person, from the hair to the toenails.

The longer she stayed in the Nightcrawler, the more she had contact with the transcendents, and sooner or later she would be exposed to everyone's eyes. It is impossible for others to deal with her, but it is very likely that she will attack Shen Zhifei.

Naturally, there is nothing wrong with Yu Youmin. This is a reasonable request.

Out of Tao Zijin’s affairs, Nightcrawler is now afraid to let Zhao Xiaokui go home easily. Before she can be sure that all the bad luck on her body is cleared, she is now a human-shaped self-propelled broom star. Everyone in Nightcrawler is extraordinary. , If you really want to solve any problems, you can put it to ordinary people who knows what kind of baskets will come out.

Shen Zhifei is not afraid that Zhao Xiaokui will cause trouble to herself, but she also has to consider Shen's employees.

Taking advantage of Zhao Xiaokui's absence, she happened to take care of the work accumulated these days in one go.

The employees of the Shen family were wailing in the group, but Zhao Xiaokui was not there, and it was another day when the devil appeared.

"Uuu Kuibao come back soon, she won't come back again, I will become a bald girl at a young age."

"Hey... I really feel that the boss with Zhao Xiaokui and the boss without Zhao Xiaokui are two people."

"Stop talking, stop talking, the boss is here."

Shen Zhifei didn't know the conversation behind them, but she didn't care about it at all. She just assigned the work at hand in an orderly manner. The employees complained about it, and when it was time to work, she should be honest and serious.

After finally getting off work, one of them was like an unstiffened Husky. They slid out quickly. Looking at the empty desk in a short while, Shen Zhifei shook his head and took a sip of coffee on the table.

Zhao Xiaokui is not at home, and she does not panic off work.

After eight o'clock, Shen Zhifei stood up, stretched out, and went for tea and coffee.

As soon as she walked to the door, a picture suddenly disappeared. With coffee in her hand, she took a step back and just exited the door of the pantry.

Just after the coffee machine placed on the table, there was a crackling and crisp sound, and after a buzzing sound, a few green smoke came out of it.

Short-circuited?

In the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the white flames surrounding the statue of the mermaid suddenly seemed to have encountered a natural enemy. The ground rose up, sweeping the surrounding world with majesty. The darkness that had just invaded successfully, before it had time to occupy its own territory, was directly caught by it. Burned to ashes.

hospital.

In the single ward, two handsome men are sitting on both sides of the bed, one is peeling an apple and the other is cutting a pear, occasionally looking up at each other, their eyes are full of sparks and lightning.

On the hospital bed, the pale woman closed her eyes weakly.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, and a crazy look flashed from the depths of her black eyes.

"Zijin, are you awake?"

"Zijin, have a pear."

The two men scrambled to please her, but the woman on the bed suddenly turned over and made violent retching noises.

Streaks of black air filled her body, and an unspeakable stench spread in the ward.

The two men who were about to get up stepped back at the same time.