"What kind of breath?" Mu Fan rushed over, regardless of the terrifying coercion, and asked eagerly.
"What an intoxicating breath of the abyss, mixed with a hint of depravity, it's really intoxicating."
It seemed that after smelling Mu Fan's breath, this angel no longer showed any hostility.
No matter how close Mu Fan got, this angel just sat there without moving at all, unlike just now when Mu Fan got a little closer, he could feel the sting like a needle pricking his skin.
"what exactly is it"
Mu Fan's scalp tingled.
"You have the smell of God on your body. He was originally served by us."
An angel glanced at Mu Fan with nostalgia.
Otherwise, you can feel the heat in those eyes and an inexplicable fetter.
"What do you mean I am God"
Angel shook his head.
"You are definitely not a god, maybe something strange, but definitely not our god."
Then the angel spoke again.
"Our god has fallen, he is a fallen god."
When Mu Fan heard it, he felt a touch in his heart, but he couldn't think of anything in retrospect, so he frowned and asked:
"Is your god fallen? Is he dead or..."
The angel sneered, and looked at Mu Fan as if looking at a fool: "As long as the godhead exists, the god will not die easily. Our god has fallen into the abyss. In order to prevent getting deeper and deeper, he sealed himself in the godhead, but the abyss tempted another him, and he fell into the abyss."
The angel glanced at Mu Fan meaningfully.
In an instant, he couldn't tell which god Mu Fan was, whether it was the degenerate one or the abyss one.
But everything was meaningless to him, and he who was imprisoned here was just a useless person.
"I don't understand what you're talking about." Mu Fan frowned, confused as to what kind of god, what kind of abyss, what kind of temptation: "But I'm very interested in the godhead."
The angel smiled, with a bit of evil in his smile: "The godhead is in the most central hall."
"There is really a godhead here." Mu Fan couldn't help exclaiming, he didn't expect that this trip was really worth it, there really was such a thing.
"Aren't you here for this one?"
The angel seemed to have seen Mu Fan thoroughly, his eyes were full of wisdom.
"who are you"
Mu Fan became a little wary, this guy is definitely not an ordinary angel.
"I used to be a man, I was an angel, and I'm not anymore."
It was the sentence just now that came to fool Mu Fan again.
"Then you belong to the sequence of angels."
Mu Fan squinted his eyes and looked at this angel. The pressure that this angel gave him just now was particularly great.
If he didn't summon the monster from the abyss, there was no way for him to get out alive under his hands.
"Smart, I have many titles, I can tell you my previous name, they often call me Raphael."
Shocked, Mu Fan quickly sat up, staring at the angel in disbelief.
"How could you be Raphael?"
Archangel Raphael can be said to be the angel in the first sequence, and has many functions, controlling wisdom, healing, and hope.
Raphael is also known as the leader.
But the current state is not like Raphael.
"I used to be, I am no longer, and now there is no such angel as Raphael,"
The angel's expression was calm, as if he was talking about something unimportant, he glanced at Mu Fan.
"The sacred energy in your body is more pure. He is above me, but there is something missing. If I guess correctly, you are here to claim the godhead."
Mu Fan was horrified.
I really came to get the godhead.
But I didn't expect to meet the Archangel Raphael.
Still the same Raphael.
"Then how could you be like this?" Mu Fan looked at the miserable Raphael and couldn't help muttering to himself.
"Because I can't see hope."
With a low tone, Raphael glanced at Mu Fan again.
"What is hope"
"I don't know, but my wings have been stained black, which means that there is something wrong with my belief, so I will kill God and imprison me."
Mu Fan couldn't help but smashed his tongue.
It seems that this is also a ruthless person, just because the wings are black, he will kill people when he goes up. Of course, the black wings are indeed an insult to them.
It is rumored that the wings of angels have the power of faith, and once they turn black, they will fall into hell.
A fallen angel is a pair of black wings.
"The gas on your body makes me very comfortable. It would be great if you could fuse, but what I can tell you is that things will not be so simple."
The angel came over to smell it again, and sat in the corner with a comfortable expression.
Mu Fan always feels like a kitten smelling catnip.
This feeling is always very strange, the angel said lazily.
"Although no one in the Tribunal is here, what I can tell you is that the group of guys who exist in the dark are protecting it."
"Darkness"
Mu Fan knew that the Judgment Office could be established, and it must have been able to stand for such a long time. It definitely has a trump card, and it is not enough to see what is on the surface.
"That's right, everyone would have imagined that in such a holy place, there are fallen angels, and what they guard is the godhead, how ridiculous it is."
The angel's emotions became agitated again, Mu Fansan found out that the problem was 2, so he must always hold a grudge.
Or maybe it was because this guy was fighting with people.
"So if I want to get the godhead, I have to fight this group of fallen angels"
Mu Fan frowned, the angel himself didn't win, let alone the fallen angel, he remembered the eye in the sky that time.
"Actually, as long as you release it, the guy in your body will be fine. He can settle any day."
Facing the angel's words, Mu Fan didn't know whether it was sincerity or temptation, what he said was the holy priest.
"I don't need to bother you about this matter. Do you need any help? You are here to explain my doubts. After such a long time, I will not be stingy if I do my duty."
Mu Fan stood up and was about to go out, and said this before leaving.
"Help, I don't need the help of humans. If one day the abyss comes, I hope you can keep your heart, and after you get the godhead, you'd better integrate immediately."
Raphael shook his head, and retreated into the corner. As soon as Mu Fan closed the door on this side, he saw the oil lamp inside slowly lighting up again.
Everything seemed to be the same as when it was just here, and it was intact. Mu Fan even suspected that he had just had a dream.
"What's the matter with God? How can there be anything in this world and these angels, why do they feel a little different from the myths?"