My Archangel

"Oh, it's quite lively."

But at this moment, with a voice that was familiar to all three of the people present suddenly came from the edge of the training field, whether it was Morik or the young god who was playing a thousand-layer psychological game, stopped thinking, almost instinctively. He looked in the direction of the sound.

"Then...you plan to beat me in turn?"

Qiao Wen stood on the sidelines, watching the situation in the court with a cold expression, especially as if he was using his side as a rabbit, trying to determine who will eat his two cubs by guessing punches, a slight smile was raised on his lips: " Worthy of being my best friend, great."

"..."

For a moment, after the gazes swept by Qiao Wen came into contact with each other, Dai Er blinked, and silently moved away from her eyes, with a slightly embarrassed expression on her face.

"Long time no see, are you okay?"

Heli waved her hand at Qiao Wen generously, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

Although she didn't know if it was her own illusion, Heli always felt... After seeing Qiao Wen now seemingly in a normal state of mind, her own state seemed to be a little more stable.

"Oh, long time no see, okay."

As he walked into the arena, Qiao Wen moved his neck and wrists, and cast his eyes on the three of them: "Then... the cinder-sir had already told me about it. Although I only had an appointment with the uncle yesterday, I came to Dudu. Here, how do you arrange it?"

"..."

I don't know if it was because Qiao Wen looked a little subtle and calm when he said this sentence. After his voice fell, Dai Er and Heli looked at each other a bit.

But soon, Dell and Heli who had reacted took the initiative to retreat to the sidelines, leaving the field to Morik.

"Master Elsia, Tinder, please, I can enter the state at any time."

Unlike Dai Er and Heli, Morik didn't say much after seeing Qiao Wen at this time, but he was tight. After sweeping Qiao Wen with a rather solemn gaze, he looked back. Elsia who came back with Qiaowen.

He is now fully absorbed.

Because he knows very well that for him, this is almost an opportunity to determine whether he can really wash away his shame, realize his dream, show his style, and play out his self-worth in the future expedition.

If you win here, let Qiaowen, the disaster star teammate who God sent in front of him, be a dog for him.

If he loses here, then he will have nothing.

Whether it is dignity, or opportunity, or dream, or initiative.

"Hey, I see, please wait a moment, and start to guide now."

After Morik finished speaking, Elsia also simply started to guide the "cinder" in the sky above, preparing to guide these wrecks separated from the fire to Morik.

This was originally a very troublesome operation in various senses. Not only did it require a high level of tolerance for the augmentation target, it was also a troublesome operation for the guided son.

However, since Molick himself is an old platinum who has been exposed to fire during several early expeditions, and Elsia, who is the son of this generation, has excellent skills, the whole process is easily completed. .

A golden beam of light penetrated through the clouds and descended from the sky, and the countless densely twisted human faces within the pillar were looming, firmly covering Molik.

Immediately, as the momentum around Molik's surroundings rose steadily, the golden beam of light on his body also shrank, until it disappeared.

Morik has been strengthened.

At the same time, Molick's ears began to constantly have "voices" emerging.

That voice came and went one after another, as if every word could evoke his emotions from the depths of his soul.

Morik is no stranger to such things.

To be more precise, even though he is no stranger... but he still can't get used to it.

This is it.

If it is said that in every expedition he has experienced in the past, he came to interfere with the expedition as external worries, then these "magic sounds" that are ubiquitous after lighting the fire can be called the two words of internal trouble.

They can indeed produce substantial enhancement to every main force member, but at the same time, they have been paranoid and twisted for every normal main member selected as a target for boarding, they are carrying out a disguised mental devastation all the time.

Among Morik’s previous three expedition companions, except for the companion who was wiped out in one of them, although the other two companions did not end up in danger of life... But after the expedition failed, they almost all appeared spiritually. Sequelae.

——If you listen to the sounds of those things one day more, I will probably become one of them.

This is what one of them said.

In fact, there are only a few people in Lisiren's history like Molik who can maintain the state for a long time and have spare capacity to participate in three consecutive expeditions.

It seems that the human face that still maintains rationality and can think independently in the fire... is not a human in essence, but can only be regarded as countless obsessions that have been distorted to the extreme.

They had long lost the concept of cherishing the container, and what remained in their minds...and only an instinct that seemed to desperately want to avenge a monster.

Pure obsessions have no substance, and are equivalent to energy bodies of another dimension, and cannot directly interfere with reality. They need qualified containers for sustenance before they can play an increasing role.

And the container that is suitable for holding this kind of thing is naturally only the human body, and the standard for measuring the qualification of the container is each person's own potential.

The higher the potential, the more obvious the gain effect that can be obtained after being strengthened by this thing.

And he Morik... Now that he has been increased, he is undoubtedly regarded as an upper platinum rank in the true sense.

It is no exaggeration to say that he now... and he was no longer at the same level when he faced Qiao Wen yesterday.

Leaping from the middle stream of platinum to the upper stream, although it seems that it is only a small stage of improvement, in fact, because the platinum stage itself is a field with a huge gap between the upper and lower limits, now it has been improved in all aspects, and there is only left over the head. Molik of God's Domain... even had the confidence to easily break himself in the two midstream periods.

"..."

Throughout the short period of increase, Morik still kept your eyes on Qiao Wen.

Without concealing his strength, he instinctively wanted to capture some emotions such as surprise and consternation from Qiao Wen's face, but he failed to do so.

From beginning to end, Qiao Wen's reaction was rather flat.

It can even be said to be indifferent.

'...Do you have a bottom in your heart?Or is it... still immersed in yesterday's victory without realizing the seriousness of the present?'

Seeing Qiao Wen's reaction, Morik frowned without a trace.

He was pretty sure, if this Qiao Wen still looked at him now with the arrogant mentality he had after winning yesterday... then he would definitely lose miserably.

Rather, it is a stupid choice in itself to use normality to face him in a state of blessing.

power.

At this moment, Morik slowly squeezed the fists of both hands.

He can clearly feel the explosive power that is still growing continuously in it-

Punch!