Song of Blood and Wine

"Damn it!"

Feeling the fading life force of Joan of Arc, Michael has never felt so irritable, and the contradiction in his heart gradually turned into anger , The huge magic power of the wings of light behind unconsciously spread across his limbs!

"Exit!"

Michael suddenly stood up from his seat and yelled at the people in the audience, before the sound waves of the roar spread to all parts of the venue. In the corner, he picked up Joan, smashed the transparent crystal ceiling of the city hall, and rushed directly into the sky.

Everyone in the venue was a little dazed by this sudden scene, but soon, the big chunks of crystal shards that kept falling from the top of their heads brought them out of their ignorance. Pull back to reality.

"Help!"

There was a mess in the venue. The original glamorous young ladies of the noble and gentlemen were frightened and shoved each other by the innocent disaster of dropping from the sky. covered head and sneaked away like a rat. Fortunately, Arthur, Rex, and their powerhouses immediately reacted, smashing all the falling crystal shards, and reducing the damage caused by the accident to a minimum.

"hmph, it seems that the sky is about to change!"

Having finally completed the rescue work, when everyone was puzzled by Michael’s sudden attack, only Ya Se, faintly aware that there is nothing simple behind the matter.

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The sky is full of clouds and mist, and the moon is thick.

"Damn it! Why do I want to save this human!"

Michael, who was flying at high speed in midair, didn’t want to understand what purpose he was doing. I want to save this human girl who has only met for the first time. But even if he didn't find the answer for a while, Michael still took Jean to a height of 1,000 meters.

At this time, Joan’s heartbeat has almost stopped, internal organs have been eroded by high-concentration alcohol, and the nervous system has already been poisoned by alcohol. The magic power running away in the body in turn continuously destroys her body’s self-healing ability. , Consciousness has also been on the verge of dissipating.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Joan that Michael is holding now is half a corpse.

However, for the strongest Archangel Michael, it is not difficult to treat this degree of near-death state.

Michael opened his wings of light and wrapped Joan inside. He transformed his spirit strength into holy and soft light, penetrating every inch of Jean’s skin. The source of magic power reaching the deepest part of her body. Relying on his own powerful spirit strength, Michael forcibly gains control of the violent magical powers at the root of the magical power, and directs these magical powers to buffer, compress, and recompress continuously.

Finally, when these superfluous Great Demon powers were compressed to the extreme, under Michael's control, these magic powers finally took shape and turned into a pure light magic core!

This magic nucleus floats peacefully in the center of the source of magic in Joan of Arc, exuding weak and stable light energy.

In Michael’s plan, this magic core will be slowly absorbed by Jeanne’s body in the days to come, and finally transformed into her battle strength.

After solving the magic runaway problem, the next step is to repair Jeanne's body. The healing spell exuded by the wings of light enveloped Joan. Michael did not use high-level healing spells like a strong medicine, but used very gentle low-level healing spells to remove the alcohol residue in the blood. Restore the vitality of the cells in the body, so little by little it repairs this body that has been damaged by high concentrations of alcohol.

As an Archangel, Michael actually has a simpler and faster option-Angelic Secret Art: The Art of Resurrection. He only needs to wait for the true death of Joan of Arc and use the Art of Resurrection to She would be able to resurrect her a second time.

However, Michael’s heart has always resisted this option, because the creatures "resurrected" through the resurrection technique are not resurrected from the dead in the true sense, but through the huge magic power of the light system. Forcibly filling and repairing the dead body, and pulling the soul that should have entered the cycle of reincarnation back into this body again.

Such a "resurrected" creature just returned to the "rebirth" stage before its death, and stretched the rebirth state, which should last for at most half a day, to half a year or a year. .

I was once trapped in the Land of Sealing, watching continuously that the creatures he resurrected would die again after a while, Michael, sincerely did not hope that Jeanne would become one of the resurrection art." victim".

As time passed, the heartbeat in Joan’s chest became lively and powerful again, and her breathing began to flow smoothly, and her pale skin gradually returned to rosy. Most importantly, she His consciousness also began to wake up.

"The head is dizzy...so uncomfortable...water...give me water..." Due to the repercussions of alcoholism, the girl closed her eyes as if experiencing a hangover, and her slender fingers massaged feebly. He pressed his forehead, muttered words unconsciously in his mouth, completely unaware that his body was at a height of kilometers away from the ground.

Looking at this drunken look of Joan, unconsciously, Michael’s mouth showed a relaxed smile. Then, it seemed that he was aware of his lost self-control, and he immediately recovered. It turned out to have a serious look.

However, seeing that she is out of danger, only Joan who has not yet awakened, Michael quietly sighed in relief again.

With the palm of your hand, the Water Element all around is automatically condensed into Michael’s palm. After mixing the blessing spell to promote consciousness in the Water Element, he uses his fingertips to pry open it cautiously Joan's soft lips slowly poured pure water condensed by the Water Element into her mouth.

Clear water poured into her throat, moisturizing Joan's somewhat dry esophagus, and dispelling the dizziness after the hangover, but also completely awakening her consciousness. When Jeanne opened her eyes and saw Michael's handsome profile face close at hand, her cheeks instantly became hot.

"Mi... Lord Michael..." Because of her shyness and surprise, Joan's voice was as thin as a mosquito. Despite this, Michael noticed her soberness and nodded to her. .

Under the shining of the moonlight, the two looked at each other speechlessly. Only the sound and shadow of each other were reflected in the blue and golden pupils. Although the night breeze next to her brought a burst of coolness, lying in Michael's sturdy arms, Joan had never felt such warmth and peace of mind.

"Jan of Arc,"

After thinking about it for a long time, Michael took the lead in speaking,

"Would you like to offer me your faith, your In the future, what is yours?"

"My Excellency Michael, I am willing!"

Although his cheeks were a little shy red, Joan still shouted to Michael Expressed his loyalty.

"Even if this might make you betray your relatives and be cast aside by the world?" Michael's tone was a little excited.

"Even so, this is the glory of my Supreme!" Jeanne looked straight at Michael, her eyes full of her usual, gentle persistence.

"Then, the contract is established!" Michael spread his wings and wrapped him and Joan in them. Under his control, the clothes on Joan's body disappeared, the beautiful ketone body Under the shining of moonlight, it is as holy and beautiful as rare works of art.

Then, the Archangel armor on Michael’s body turned into a few drops of golden-yellow liquid, which wandered around on Jean’s smooth back like an independent consciousness, and then transformed into a figure of wings, hidden in Jean. De's skin was then disappeared.

In this life, the army will fight against the darkness, illuminating the world with light.

For justice, the sword is merciless.

He often drank the blood of the enemy and was drunk alone in the hill of victory.

However, no one understands my loneliness, and no one comforts my pain.

If it weren't for the body of Undying and Inextinguishable, it would have been riddled with defects.

Also let me stop in the land of warmth and tenderness, and personally set up the Tomb of Heroes!

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Kiss and hug each other, cuddling each other, the starry sky is the blanket, and the white clouds are the clothing...Under the witness of the blood moon, mortals and angels are here. In the high air above, body and body, mind and heart, regardless of you and me, are united.

Hundreds of years later, according to the records of later generations, this is his first time and only one time that he has spent the millennia of the military life of Michael Archangel. He has moved the true feelings of an ordinary person.