Ark, they don't revolve around you

The Angel of Power was stunned: "Is it right here?"

Zhuang Ning did not answer. He smiled and pulled the bow hard.

The memory learned from Arturo was squandered in a pair of rough hands, without any emotion, just strict imitation.

Even so, the huge notes still wash over the will of the Archangel.

Those notes that were deeply rooted in the Archangel's will were completely destroyed by this overly grand spell!

The Archangel only felt that he was in the clouds, wrapped in unprecedented comfort.

She seemed to see her parents, sister, Mostima, Texas, and the people from Penguin Logistics.

In this most beautiful fantasy, without any sadness, the Archangel could not help but walk towards that place. The further he walked, the lighter his steps became.

In the end, the angel's wings were flapped and it proudly flew around.

But this magical moment did not last long. Soon, the notes faded and the nightmare trapped in the Archangel's will dissipated like smoke.

Angelus seemed to have returned to normal, breathing heavily. She was still in Zhuang Ning's room, but the doctor put down the violin:

"How does it feel?"

The Archangel was drenched in sweat and looked at himself.

She wanted to say that she was feeling better than ever before, but she was also reluctant to leave and was still lingering on the dream she had just had.

Unlike any previous treatment, the emotions this time were so overwhelming and powerful.

However, the person playing the violin was as cold as a stone and could not appreciate the beauty of the music he was playing at all.

Even the Archangel was slightly annoyed, but couldn't show it.

Zhuang Ning ignored Angelica. This girl was just his experimental subject. Now that his magic was perfected, she was useless.

Zhuang Ning had never been interested in useless things, but considering her close relationship with Texas, she casually said, "You should go."

"what?"

"You need to leave Kazdel this morning."

This wasn't even a notice, it was a harsh order. Zhuang Ning didn't want to take care of a chip, nor did he want her to die inexplicably.

The Archangel looked at this man and became even more angry.

She was immediately puzzled. Didn't she just want to leave the doctor? But why was she so unwilling?

She didn't want to leave like this, and just when she was about to raise her objection, she saw a pair of cold eyes through the mask.

There was a sneer in his eyes, as if asking her what she was thinking.

The words that he was about to utter were swallowed back down his throat. The Archangel shrank his head and nodded slightly.

She was distraught when she left Zhuang Ning's room.

When she was struck by Arturo's notes, she inadvertently gained the ability to sense other people's emotions. The Angel could feel how cold Zhuang Ning's heart was.

why?

Why do I feel uneasy when I leave him?

Was it because he was used to being comforted by music? Or was it because of the kindness he occasionally showed, like when he gave all his belongings to the scavengers in the wilderness?

Her mind was about to explode and Angelica's expression was distorted. She had never been like this before even in the academy in Lateran.

As soon as she reached the corridor, a Sarkaz waiter appeared and respectfully opened the door for her.

"Ms. Remuel? The doctor has arranged everything for you."

"Where does he want me to go?"

"You can choose for yourself."

The Archangel wanted to say Syracuse, but something in his mind made him say "Latlan."

Perhaps I should go back to Rutland.

Go find your sister, find the bishop, confess to the Lord, and ease the conflicts deep in your heart.

But as soon as the Angel of Power spoke, he felt regretful.

Talking about Lateran in front of a Sarkaz, isn't that courting death?

When the whole city was in turmoil yesterday, Archangel Power instinctively wanted to provide relief, but was surrounded by the victims.

Hatred, violence, and more ugly emotions flashed in everyone's eyes. The Sarkaz's resentment towards Lateran was so deep.

Unexpectedly, the waiter did not show any dissatisfaction. Instead, he chuckled and nodded: "Okay."

It seems that Kazdel still has high-quality talents. Archangel felt relieved and wanted to leave with the waiter.

But she stopped—an inexplicable will invaded her mind!

It is no longer an illusion, no longer a musical note, but the real voice of "God"!!

Although he had never received any revelation, the Archangel still reacted in an instant.

——Latlan’s “God” descended into her will through the halo.

The majestic voice was as cold and indifferent as a machine, and it was icy cold to the bone: "It has been detected that the survival of civilization has changed."

"We must take it back from the aliens. I repeat, we must take it back from the aliens."

"Individual detected, Remuel, Arturo, now in Kazdel."

"Lemule, by the command of the law, I grant you power."

"Holy, Lord of Hosts."

The sound disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, her body changed. The halo above her head became brighter and the crystal wings on her back glowed.

This is the "God" revered in the Lateran, the Law itself.

Although he had heard about the miracles of the law from his predecessors, this was the first time that Remuel experienced the power of that "God" firsthand!

However, power also has a price.

A crazy thought roared in her mind, telling her that everything in front of her was a demon that must be eradicated.

Kill them all!

Take the crown from them and fulfill the law's mission!

The smile on the Angel's face faded little by little, becoming as cold as iron. A dagger slipped out silently from her sleeve and fell into her hand.

The waiter had not yet realized the danger. He had no ill will towards the Angel from Lateran and thought that Angelus was a pretty good girl.

But when he turned around, he only saw a flash of light.

The Archangel cut his throat cleanly, breaking the artery and causing blood to gush out.

"Lord." A pious voice gradually flowed out from the mouth of the Archangel, "I will destroy those abominable demons."

The waiter's eyes widened, and before he died, he wanted to tell Zhuang Ning about the abnormality of the Archangel.

But just as his fingertips were about to move, Archangel had already taken out the gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bullets flew and dust rose.

The Archangel dispersed the smoke and quietly walked to the waiter's body.

Facing the body, he pulled the trigger again until the magazine was empty.

At this moment, she smiled like a devout fanatic.

PS: I am adjusting my status. Today I can only write 4,000 words. This is also the final transition chapter of the Kazdel volume. Starting tomorrow I will be able to resume writing 8,000 words a day.

Chapter 21: Just the Master's Mission

"The Angel ran away?" On the balcony, Zhuang Ning stretched out his hand and let the sunlight fall on his palm.

The rough palms of his hands were shining, and his face, covered by a mask, showed no expression.

"Running away? This doesn't seem like something that the Angel of Power can do. It should be related to the law." He couldn't help but laugh. "Let the Angel of Power do it for now. I'm curious about what she can do."

"Yes." A deep voice came from the other end of the headset, "Doctor?"

"Quesatusta is about to take action. I can't just sit there and wait for death, right?"

He raised the corners of his mouth, as if he was seeing some funny moment, and his expression became more and more mocking.

……

……

It was a spotless space, without a single sound, and time seemed to have stood still.

In order to ensure Amiya's safety, Zhuang Ning did not tell anyone her whereabouts.

So, this is also the first time that Shining sees Amiya.

The situation was far worse than she had imagined. The Carters was still gasping in pain. Shining could recall how Amiya looked when she stood in front of the stage. Although she had a heavy responsibility at that time, it was much better than it is now.

Fortunately, there was no life-or-death crisis.

Although the condition is not good, it should be back to normal after resting for a period of time.

Shining comforted himself in this way, but he couldn't help thinking that if he couldn't take the crown off this fragile girl, she would be tortured all her life.

"Miss Shining...?"

As if she heard some noise, Amiya slowly opened her eyes.

Her blue eyes reflected the light as she stared at Shining, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, looking innocent and smart: "You came to see me?"

Amiya was lost in thought as she spoke: "Recently, there have been a lot of people visiting me. A few days ago, the doctor came first, then Her Highness Theresa, and finally, you came too."

Shining was silent for a moment: "Has Her Highness Theresa been here too?"

"Yeah." Amiya nodded and was silent for a few seconds, as if she felt uncomfortable. "Is it possible that there will be another war? Both the doctor and Her Highness Theresa look very serious."

How could there be a war? Kazdel has only been at peace for a short while...