Alien Queen

Guang Si Suman is indeed a man with a story, but Li Junshan, er, as expected by Gong La, his dullness and inadvertent sadness all day long are indeed related to emotional entanglements.

In fact, everyone has a story, it just depends on whether there is someone to dig it up, such as Li Junshan, the Bone King, and even a few undead wandering in Li Junshan's mansion late at night.

Of course, the nervous Li Junshan couldn't tell what someone's gaffes all day long meant. Reminiscing about the past? Confused about the future? Or is it longing for someone or despair?

For Li Junshan, the surface expression of these emotions would not make much difference at all, if there was not a Barbara.

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The fallen angel gave Li Junshan a rare face. He grabbed the wine bottle in front of him and signaled to Li Junshan. There was no wine glass, so he just raised the bottle and took a sip. The strong wine made the fallen angel Bai Zhe's pale face instantly turn red like blood.

Li Junshan took a sip with him, and then looked at Jinskman quietly. He chose to be the best listener.

Jinskman's eyes began to become like a profound ancient Bo, and his unforgettable past events were slowly revealed in front of Li Junshan.

In the strange world of light, it is not a plane of light, but a world of light. There are countless special beings with huge potential. Just as the dragon family is at the top of the pyramid of strength in most aspects, these special beings also have other abilities. Races and even various Warcraft have huge potential and room for growth that cannot be matched.

This unique life form originally existed in the form of a soul body. After awakening, they stubbornly believed that they had nothing to do with the dirty and despicable undead. In fact, the light world's rich power of light elements and the miracles that appeared from time to time . It is definitely not comparable to the dim and dark plane of the undead where the aura of death pervades.

Existing in the state of a soul, it becomes a bit difficult to become powerful. Each soul body does not know how it was formed or appeared. After having a life as vast as the universe, it is not until they have consciousness that they truly become a complete life.

The possession of consciousness cannot be obtained through practice alone. The vast world of light will send down miracles from time to time. The time and method of the miracle appearing are simply unpredictable. Sometimes it will be a ray of light, sometimes it will be an illusion. The elusive giant face of the elements sometimes simply disappears like a meteor streaking across the night sky.

Every time a miracle occurs, many angels will have divine consciousness. To put it another way, there will be many angels. That is to say, the angels who exist in the soul state and are selected by the miracle will become a complete living body. In addition to possessing consciousness and the awakening of the original divine power of the gods, they can also transform into the human form, even if it is not in a complete sense. body.

Jinskman is one of the angels in the light world. In his memory, he has existed as his original soul for thousands or tens of thousands of years. There is no way to distinguish or it makes no sense at all, and he began to have consciousness and use it to transform. It has been thousands of years since the body and angel's original divine power began to develop.

The time differences between the world of light, the plane of light and the demon world, including the Aran continent, are generally similar. In Jinskman's own words, that means that every day in the light world is almost longer than the light plane and the devil world. So if converted, in the true sense, Jinskman's life is longer than the life of the Demon God Pope or even the Pope of the Light God. I'm afraid it won't be much lower.

The world of light is a paradise, a paradise. In that illusory but real space, there are no disputes and no wars. There are only awakened or unawakened angelic powers floating everywhere.

They exist in a mysterious state and do not need to eat or drink water. The ubiquitous power of light elements and the miracles that appear from time to time in the light world are the best nourishment for their souls and bodies.

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There is a saying that wherever there are people, there is war. Angels with consciousness, regardless of whether they can incarnate a body, can still be regarded as human beings in a certain sense. The reason why there will be no disputes or wars seems to be a kind of law of heaven and earth in the light world. When there is a dispute between angels, it may be for a holy land with particularly strong elemental power, or a territory where flowers are fragrant and birds are singing. As long as one party dares to provoke a dispute, the angelic power of their physical strength will instantly dissipate, along with their spiritual consciousness, and they will immediately become the original blank slate soul state.

Angels with divine consciousness also have negative emotions such as fear. No one wants to change from an intelligent life form to the original blank slate soul state. Therefore, disputes and wars have become taboo in the world of light. When this After this taboo became a rule, no one dared to challenge or try it.

Jinskman was lucky. After awakening his divine consciousness and angelic original power, he aimlessly killed him everywhere. Finally, Qian found Yi Le Shi in the Mi Ming Realm of Danbian Danji. It was a mountain top that reached as high as the sky. It was completely submerged in the clouds. Standing on it, Jinskman almost felt that he could touch it with his hand. To the stars above.

The elemental power there is very rich, so rich that every breath does not even need to be filtered by the original divine power. It is the purest and richest elemental power of light.

Jinskman stayed on the top of Tongtian Mountain and never went down again. Of course, this is not a seclusion or isolation in the world of light. The angels who do nothing, almost every time, every day, even This is how I spend every year.

After awakening the original divine power of the gods, Jinskman spent more than seven thousand years on the top of the mountain without ever going down, so that there was a period of time. He had an illusion that he did not exist, as if everything was illusory, whether it was the world of light or himself.

Until one day more than 7,600 years later, Jinskman heard a voice, a mantra with a strange rhythm.

Of course, at that time, Jinskman didn't know what mantra chanting was, just like he didn't know why his simulated body had three pairs of light wings behind it when it was operating with divine power. He just felt that it was in the bottom of his heart. The sound rang out. It made his soul very comfortable, just like the Sanskrit chants that occasionally sounded during the miracles that came from time to time, and there was a sense of comfort deep in his soul.

The long voice kept ringing in his heart. After the strange syllable sounded three times in a row, Jinskman suddenly felt that the voice was calling him, although there was no way to prove it. He just felt this way subconsciously.

Soon, a giant white light beam falling from the sky hit Jinskman. At that moment, Jinskman felt a violent fear and shock in the light world. After awakening his soul and original divine power, he had seen it at least sixteen times, only To be hit by this giant light beam derived from miraculous power. Without exception, the angels who endured it would be completely destroyed like those souls that could not adapt to the power of the light element and collapsed.

The most recent time was more than 700 years ago. Three thousand years ago, there was an angel with two pairs of heads and wings who wandered to the top of the mountain. Jinskman did not even communicate with him. It was not until more than 700 years ago that the two-winged angel was hit by a giant white beam of light that suddenly fell from the sky, and then disappeared completely. At the end. Above the top, not a single trace is left in the world of light.

Jinskman didn't want to die, even though he didn't know what death meant, but he couldn't escape the powerful miraculous power. After being hit by the beam of light that he couldn't dodge, his soul entered a state of fainting and unconsciousness in an instant.

I don’t know how long it took, whether it was an instant or tens of hundreds of years, Jinskman’s soul woke up. Without opening his eyes or moving his heart, he suddenly felt a sense of solidity, an indescribable solidity.

Get out

This is my body,

You evil angel

Go away,

There was a panic-stricken inner cry from the depths of his soul. At this time, Jinskman already felt that the sense of stability came from a living body of flesh and blood, and in this body. There was also a soul that was so weak that he almost felt like he could break it up with just one breath, shouting in anger and fear, to the point where the other party even wanted to use weak soul attacks to drive him away from this body.

It was as if it was an instinctive reaction. He also thought that there was a voice deep in his soul that affected his soul, telling him that he should do this. Without thinking, Jinskman called on the original divine power of the angel in his body, easily defeated the screaming, cursing, roaring and crying soul, and completely took over the body.

Welcome to your arrival, Lord Four-Winged Angel

A gentle voice woke up Jinskman, who was afraid of opening his eyes for fear that it was all an illusion. He only felt that the voice was in his ears. His own soul felt a gentle throbbing, and the beautiful Sanskrit singing when the miracle came, compared with this voice that he didn't know how to understand, became worse than the chattering noise of the weak soul just now. It sounds vulgar and ugly.

Jinskman opened his eyes. To this day, more than two thousand years have passed, and that scene is still vivid in his mind.

He saw a strange man with long, supple golden hair and an extremely holy light all over his body. When the man looked at him timidly with a respectful and gentle expression, Jinskman's soul was in tranquility and restlessness. Going back and forth alternately, I couldn't help myself for a long time.

It was from that day that Jinskman learned that in addition to angels, there is a race called humans in this world. Among them are men and women, some are beautiful and some are ugly.

At the same time, Jinskman also knew that in addition to the wonderful power of the light element, this medium. There is also something in the world that can make your soul tremble with happiness and even go crazy.

She has a nice name - Angela.