Accidentally draw out the black light virus, I am invincible

"Yan, are you okay?" Qiangwei asked.

"I'm fine." Yan's voice was a little weak.

She, who was always proud, actually felt a little discouraged at this time.

She thought that she would die in battle, and was trampled under her feet, but she never thought that she would meet someone who could easily obtain her flaming sword, just like it was his in the first place.

Moser did not use force just now, and his language was not malicious.

But falling into his hands made Yan feel powerless.

Maybe the boy in front of him is fully armed, and even with his thousands of years of combat experience, he can't resist his attack.

"The ability he let me fly over just now is not any divine power we are familiar with. He... doesn't look like a person from this world."

Yan stared at Moser's back and said slowly.

"They don't look like people from this world, how could they be from other worlds?" Qiangwei twitched her lips, "Is there such a thing as nonsense?"

Yan spread his hands around, "Isn't our current reality ridiculous? Before the war, this kind of thing only existed in your science fiction."

Qiangwei looked at her, "It seems to be the same thing, but at least now, it seems that he really has no malice towards us Daxia people, you can only take a step by yourself."

Yan nodded silently.

Liang Bing, who had been following Moser, tapped his ears and whispered: "A Tuo, analyze the earthling in front of me and see what's different about him."

Atmosphere, a pair of huge black wings with a width of hundreds of meters.

This is Liang Bing's demon fleet.

Central control room.

A demon standing two or three meters tall stood behind the operator, looking at the data panel in front of him, Ato spoke to Liang Bing over the radio.

"Queen, the analysis result is out, the person in front of you..."

He hesitated for a while, then carefully looked at the data on the panel again, and continued under the urging of Liang Bing's doubts.

"Queen, the person in front of you is an ordinary person, and there is no dark energy in him at all!"

Liang Bing cursed in a low voice, "Fart, I just saw him take away the flaming sword from that angel with my own eyes. This can't be an ordinary person."

"But Queen, that's what the data shows..." A Tuo said aggrievedly.

"All right, maybe he has some advanced concealment method, that's it, hang up."

Liang Bing hurriedly said a few words, and hurriedly followed Moser in front of him.

Half a minute later, Moser's room.

Looking at the three beautiful beauties sitting in his room, Moser looked a little helpless.

"I said, don't you have your own room, why are you all crowded in my room?"

Because they came in, the room was filled with the faint fragrance of women.

The demon queen Liang Bing, the quasi-angel queen Yan, and Qiangwei who are qualified to become the god of time and space are all top-notch beauties who are worshiped by thousands of men under the skirt of pomegranate.

Fortunately, Moser is not a pervert, otherwise no one here would be able to escape.

Because of what happened just now, Yan was still staring at Moser, trying to see something from his face.

Qiangwei didn't speak at the side, she just followed because she was afraid that the two sides would fight, and she came to try to persuade the fight.

As for Liang Bing, she was holding a collection of jokes, laughing out loud.

The atmosphere is extremely weird.

Moser pointed to the door, and Chao Yan said, "If you came to me to play a game of stare and stare, then you can go back, I won't play."

"It takes at least three generations of super soldiers to easily intercept my flame sword data. Who are you? If there was you on Earth before, why didn't you come out to help?"

The question Yan asked was very sharp, and he directly put Moser on the moral high ground, forcing him to ask why he had such a strong ability, why he didn't come out before, but only now.

This questioning tone made Moser very uncomfortable. He rolled his eyes, turned his head and looked out the window, looking into the distance.

"You still talk to me in this questioning tone, do you think you can beat me?"

"You!" Hearing what Moser said, Yan stood up angrily, "Don't be too arrogant!"

She's really in a hurry, and it's not a big deal if she can intercept the Flame Sword, but what if she invades the arsenal of the previous Queen of Angels, Holy Kesha?
The Queen of Angels' arsenal contains the most powerful weapons of angels in the past. This kind of weapon is at the level of a divine weapon even if it is picked up alone.

If it falls into the hands of people who don't know clearly, the problem will be serious.

"Hey, can you help me?" Looking at the scene of swords being tense, Qiangwei poked the cold ice next to her.

Liang Bing put his left leg on his right leg, watching the two fight with relish.

"Why should I help? I really like to watch the angels get deflated and fight."

Qiangwei gave her a helpless look, "You really don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement."

"By the way, why have you been staying here?" Moser asked Angel Yan.

Yan stared at Moser for a while, but the latter didn't tell him what he meant at all. Now he really couldn't challenge him, so he had to withdraw the flame sword and ignored his question.

Qiangwei explained: "She was looking for Reina, and now only Reina can heal her injury."

"Leina? Oh, look for her." Moser nodded, his eyes fixed on the wound on Yan's abdomen.

It was a blood-stained penetrating wound, and Moser noticed it when he first arrived.

The Lena in their mouth is the main god of Lieyang Tiandao.

With the energy of the sun in his body, he is a fierce existence that can easily launch nuclear-level attacks.

To have such a powerful energy for attack, there is naturally a way to use this energy for healing.

After becoming super soldiers, they no longer need to use medicine to treat injuries like ordinary people.

As long as the energy is sufficient, they can use this energy to heal the body, to the extent that a broken limb can be restored in the blink of an eye.

Thinking of this level, at least it must be a demigod, that is, the level of the third generation super fighter.

The first and second generations also have this kind of healing ability, but it will be slower.

"Can only use solar energy?" Mercer asked.

Yan snorted.

"Not necessarily, it's just that the best option I can find now is solar energy, and I can't find anything else that can restore me... What are you doing?"

While speaking, the silent Moser walked up to Yan.

When she asked this, Moser's right hand turned into an afterimage and hit her rosy mouth directly, and an unknown object was stuffed into her mouth.

"You, what are you doing, what have you done to me!"

Yan coughed again and again, and she felt something in Moser's hand stuffed into her mouth.

Before I could cough a few times, the thing spread out, flowed into my throat, and spread all over my internal organs in an instant.

"It's a great tonic, feel it well."