Asian Girl Completion Manual.

Chapter 411 32. Hui Vortex (6k)
That is to say, at the same time and at the same moment, on the sixth day above the fifth day and suspended in the dark deep space, Michael, the red-haired archangel with three pairs of illusory wings, quickly broke through the thick layers. The ether went all the way up, and soon fell in front of the huge Hui Vortex. Afterwards, he swept around the dead Hui Vortex, as if sighing after a long absence.

Back then, before Angel Gabriel was tortured to the point of madness by the pain of losing his son, angels from other days often came here with doubts and thirst for knowledge, either to look up information, or to communicate with this long-lived sixth-day angel. Talk to good and wise people, even Angel Michael, who is so proficient in war and forging, is often inspired by Gabriel in many things, big or small, so as to break through the shackles of his own thinking and find a new path.

The kindness and wisdom of the Archangel Gabriel is very famous in the sanctuary, even the elves in the distant land of the other side of the tree have heard about it. smell.
It's just that all of this is now covered by her madness and dead silence, and the wonderful scene in the past is no longer there, which makes Michael feel a little embarrassed.

Michael hesitated for a moment, and pushed open the door of Huivortex. There was no light in the wide space inside, only the illusory eyes behind Gabriel hanging in the air were shining. The heart is average.

The low temperature of the universe behind blows the ether that wraps the sixth day into the wisdom vortex, rolling up a few pieces of paper scattered on the ground, and the golden Gabriel text on them is still clearly visible, but it is a pity that since she went crazy , this Hui Vortex is no longer taken care of, so it looks quite messy.

"Gabriel, here I come."

Although he knew that there would be no response, Michael still greeted him as in the past. He looked at Gabriel who was lying on his side in the center of the Hui Vortex, holding a crystal, and said in a low voice.

"Hey, go to sleep"

As a matter of course, Gabriel just looked at the crystal in his arms with a smile, chanted the words to put the child to sleep stupidly and repeatedly, and did not respond to Michael's meaning.

Her child died in his sleep, so Gabriel's memory seemed to remain on the night before the child's death.

"Sir Emhart the Book, or Emhart the Great."

"But the elves are creatures fabricated by the World Tree using authority. How could this be? Or, did they see their souls before they were taken away from the spirit world by the authority? This made me think again, if the spirit Only the souls in the world have the characteristics of consciousness, so what is the essence of consciousness?"

"...indeed, a little bit."

"Aren't you angels very few people who determine their gender? These are what angels who are biased towards women like to wear?"

"Do you remember things from the past?"

"I have heard the Elf King mention before that staring at the World Tree's tears for a long time can make the elves burst into tears. When I asked them, they said that they saw the hazy scene before they were born."

And Emhardt, who was in excruciating pain before lying on the ground, regained his vitality little by little. He turned his head and scolded Michael with a stinky face,
"Your mother! You liar! How dare you claim to be a saint! Damn! You liar! Brazen!"

Are the teardrops of the World Tree really so magical that they can break through the shackles of the soul and give him the ability to think?

"Damn! What a despicable angel, I unilaterally declare that guy is no longer the angel I respect!!"

I always feel that there are air leaks everywhere. It's scary.
Fisher heard the words and looked, and saw Tang Ze's little face was blushing. In fact, the short robe covered most of the body, but the exposed lotus arms also became pink because of her shyness. It was really cute. .

Michael spread his fingers expressionlessly, and Emhardt flew into his hand like a spinning top, scaring him into screaming in a drake voice,
"Let me go! Let me go! Help! Fisher!! Kill the book!!"

Emhart's opening movement stopped abruptly, because the next second, the fingers he pinched on the cover of Emhart's book sank into it little by little, and the strange force distorted the specific laws, and the rules in all directions were thus distorted. They showed their strongest appearance, and likewise, everything that haunted Emhart became clearer a little bit.

But in less than a second, Emhardt, who was still pretending to be a book sandwiched between the two books, jumped up unbearably. The book cover was turned over and aligned with the end page, and the mouth on it pouted, He kept blowing on it, and he didn't know how he did it without organs.

He was not angry, but looked at Gabriel instead. He seemed completely unaware that Gabriel would come down from there. After all, it was Sariel who sent her to the high platform for a meeting before. When she was here, she stayed here motionless, holding the crystal and talking to herself, but she didn't expect today.
Michael shook his head, shook his white robe, looked at Emhardt on the ground and said,
"Your Fisher is fine, you don't have to worry"

Emhart's screams did not interrupt Michael's exploration of the mystery of consciousness at all. His fingers sank into the golden ocean under the book cover, trying to go deeper.

"Oh? It seems that you have a good relationship with that human man, his name is Fisher? How is he now, do you want to know?"

But Gabriel didn't say anything, she just stared blankly at Michael, like a harmless poor patient, until the terrifying pressure around her shrank back into her body little by little, and her back turned crimson with a The large number of illusory eyes that looked like glaring eyes turned into the previous aimless wandering state again.

"...Didn't I come to find clothes to wear? Why are you asking me?"

Michael soon realized that the object in front of him had the ability to clearly sense the world, think for himself, and give feedback, and this ability was not possessed by the consciousness sacred objects they tried to forge in the past.

Skipping over the content recorded by Gabriel and well known to himself, Michael flipped the pages of the book with great purpose, looking at the content behind,
"Master World Tree, as the eldest sister, has an item bestowed by the true god called [The Loom of Destiny], but even I have never seen the true appearance of the loom, nor do I know its specific function; It has only been run by the World Tree once in a hundred years, and a derivative that contains the World Tree and the power of fate came into the world, and it was a teardrop for the World Tree, which was rewarded by the World Tree to the elves for worship."

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Wait, he's a feminine angel?"

"The Beginning of the Tree Continent"

She was still holding the crystal in her arms, but at this time her eyes were no longer on the crystal, but she looked at Michael in front of her with a blank expression.

Michael's contemplation was interrupted, he lowered his head and said,

"That's right. Michael-sama likes to wear them even when he's not forging."

"buzzing"

His rank is extremely high, with a full nineteen ranks, and he already has a full understanding of the invisible rules laid down by the gods around him. Except for the few transferees who came from outside the world, most of them Most people are bound by the rules, act according to the rules, and are naturally resistant to irregular chaos.
Michael and many angels have tried to forge creations with clear minds, but this is not a simple matter. They cannot reproduce the consciousness in the soul, without the power of life, and they cannot even reproduce the carrier of the soul. A vessel for releasing consciousness
Everything seemed so impossible, but the book
In this extremely quiet thinking, Michael's thoughts were completely stagnant, and he became more and more curious about the forging method in Fisher's mouth. The full magnification toy slid over his body, making him feel itchy.

"Of course! I'm not a fool, I remember everything!"

Fisher was speechless, and glanced at the clothes next to him. There were two kinds of clothes for the fifth day, one was neutral loose white robes, but because there were no inner pockets designed for storage, Fisher Scheer was about to change into other clothes, and the other was a feminine and elegant dress with one piece of pleats. It was very beautiful, but it didn't suit her well either.

Michael's pupils narrowed slightly, and he looked in surprise at Gabriel who landed on the ground again and began to walk. After a second or two of silence, he took the initiative to speak,

"In ancient times, when the world first opened, the Lord God Ramastia created three of his beloved children with authority beyond all, and endowed them with the natural responsibility of resisting chaos. They have reached the limits of their authority. Marginalities can be called demigods, but they are the most direct and powerful representatives of the true gods who cannot interfere with the world."

"Thousands of years or more?"

"Do you remember how long you lived?"

But at this moment, Michael's spine suddenly shivered, and an extremely dangerous feeling surged into his heart in an instant, causing the six wings on his hot back to sway slightly, like a candle in the wind. stop.
All the thick bookshelves around shook violently, and the entire Hui Vortex began to tremble and whine. The sun ring rotating below stopped a little bit and made a harsh "click" sound along the ether, solidifying the artificial medium flowing around it. .
Michael abruptly withdrew his finger that had been buried in Emhart's book cover, and Emhart, who was so insane from the pain, rolled a few times in mid-air and landed on the ground, barely twitching a few times. Standing up abruptly, he opened his mouth and raised his head, only to see the terrifying angel floating in the middle of the library silently standing in front of him.

As soon as the words fell, he was almost at the door, but when he was about to go out, he suddenly turned his head, looked at Gabriel and asked,
"Gabriel, I want to steal the Elf's World Tree teardrop without telling Sally. There is an angel's casting pattern inside this conscious book. That Fisher is not as simple as the person who transferred it. He hides it in the World Tree teardrop." The last secret is not so simple. You were the wisest angel among us, and I hope to know your opinion."

".Farewell, Gabriel."

Gabriel did not write about the situation of the Sky Lock here, but Michael knew that Master Sky Lock would not be much better, otherwise he would not have returned from outside the territory to build the Sanctuary in person 1 years ago.

"Your mother!"

Amidst Emhart's painful screams, pale golden cracks lit up on the cover of his book. In the pale golden cracks, Michael saw illusory, countless silk threads intersecting. Hungering, he saw a golden ocean without space or time, and he was about to see the essence of Emhart's consciousness soon.
"Woooooooooooooo!"

"Does this set look good?"

"Femabaha Dragon God has repeatedly left the cracks without authorization, and has relaxed the duty of guarding there; on the surface, although World Tree is still abiding by the laws left by the Lord God and criticizing Dragon God's omissions many times, he has abandoned his own in private. His real name, calling himself Jianmu, made the elves and even the living beings in the tree continent never know his real name."

Michael snorted softly and didn't bother to talk to him, his technique was precise, although he didn't know why he felt pain, but he didn't damage the structure of this guy at all.

"As the heirs of the demigods, we have more or less continued their emotions; as far as I know, there are not a few angels who are at odds with the elves in the sanctuary. Paper, the world maintains peace in such a fragile balance."

"Of course I can, can you stop asking these things that should be taken for granted, me."

As in the past, Michael asked Gabriel questions, but as in the past for so long, she still failed to give Michael an answer, she just curled up in mid-air, holding the baby in her arms blankly. Crystal, murmured,

Emhardt, who was caught by Michael, turned around and scolded, but Michael didn't mean to be angry at all, and just said to him,
"Are you still angry? It's interesting. Answer me a few questions truthfully and I'll let you go. How about it?"

"Okay, cutie. It doesn't matter if you change a few more, maybe Fisher and I can feast our eyes on it~"

"The ugly outside, the empty inside, how did your consciousness come about?"

Only stay away from her when you are sleeping, after all, listening to the empty murmur, even the great holy book sir can't fall asleep, the rest of the time he usually runs around, but he doesn't read much, he reads and reads I started to be in a daze, always thinking about when Fisher would come to pick me up.

Gabriel in the sky looked at him with the crystal in his arms, and looked at him quietly. Just when Emhart felt that she was about to say something, Gabriel suddenly turned his head away,

She floated up little by little, then stared blankly at the crystal in her arms, and said in a low voice,

"There is one last thing I need your help with."

"This dress seems to be a little...too loose, or should I change it to another one?"

Michael, who didn't wait for an answer, didn't stay any longer. He nodded to Gabriel, who had no clear consciousness, and then closed the door of the whirlpool, and quickly disappeared into the sixth day.

Michael looked at Gabriel who had floated back to the center of the whirlpool again, pondered for a few seconds, looked at his fingers that still felt cold, then waved his hand, and threw the book he was reading just now back to the shelf .

"Isn't it because you don't wear our standard white robes? Otherwise, only angels who love beauty like to wear clothes here. You shouldn't like them, right? I'll have to go to other days to pick up the clothes you want, but you You know, there are very few angels in the sanctuary, and those who work very slowly, and I am no exception, especially when I see beautiful clothes."

But after all, this is not true. After cursing several times, the panting Emhardt shook his head and murmured,
"Can't the saints make me? But I was obviously made by the saints, ahhh, but I really don't remember which master saint made me. But it's impossible for Fisher to know how I am I was made, what should I do? Damn it, how long will I be imprisoned here, Fisher, come and save me quickly.”

He couldn't stay here for a second. He felt that Fisher must be the same as himself now, must be worried about himself, and he must persevere!

"Hey, don't be afraid."

"Ah, it's so hot, so hot, so hot."

"Don't be afraid. Baby, we don't look at ugly things. Don't be afraid."

"."

Just when Herrell put down the clothes in her hands, Karasawa Asuka walked out from another room in an elegant white short robe. It seemed that this was the first time she wore this kind of clothes, usually in a monastery. I usually wear monk’s robes when I’m in school, and I wear school uniforms when I’m in school, and I seldom go out, so even if I wear this kind of clothing now, I feel awkward and embarrassed subconsciously.

Gabriel's record ended here, but Michael held the book for a long time without saying a word.

At this moment, there was a slight sound from the bookshelf behind him, interrupting Michael's meditation.

Michael raised his eyebrows and asked again,

"That Mr. Fisher."

"You have a name?"

Thinking that it would be difficult for Fisher to save him, Emhart felt a little depressed. He subconsciously came to Gabriel's neighborhood with a book in his mouth, and prepared to read it to relieve his grief. Since he found out that Gabriel Although Bailie's strength was terrifying, but he didn't have a clear consciousness at all. After that, his reading place became very random.

At this time, Fisher, whom Emhart was thinking about, was holding his chin and looking at the smiling Heller who put a set of clothes in front of him, and asked like gestures.

He looked back with terrifying coercion, but he saw only a peaceful set of bookshelves and books, as if the ether outside had blown into the library, rolling up a little gauze curtain.

"But unfortunately, with the passage of time, the three demigods have gradually become bored with this illusory mission, and their dissatisfaction with each other and the main god of Ramastia has become increasingly strong in their hearts, and gradually turned into their real and far-reaching influence. move."

"Be good."

".What are you going to ask me?"

"Do you know where you are? Can you see and recognize what you see?"

Emhardt silently backed away to Gabriel little by little, cursing, while looking at Michael in front of him vigilantly, worried that he would try to mess with him again.

He put a book on the ground with a book in his mouth, sighed and opened the pages and began to read. Before he had read a few lines, he suddenly thought of something. And the pitiful appearance of suffering, he still opened his mouth and said,
"Thank you just now, Lord Saint, I didn't expect you to be so sad and willing to help me, thank you."

"."

For some reason, Fisher suddenly thought of Jasmine.

"Bah, I won't say anything."

Emhart, who had completely broken the defense, was injured for the second time, jumped up angrily, and yelled.

Angel Gabriel has almost completely lost his sanity, of course he would not do such a thing, and it seems that he has not seen the consciousness item kept by Angel Gabriel.
Michael hooked his hands, and the ether in front of him immediately embraced the terrifying high temperature and rushed towards the bookshelf in front of him. Gabriel's books are protected by her gold letters, so of course they will be safe and sound. There will be nothing wrong with the item, provided that he can withstand the high temperature and roasting.

He picked up one of the books, lowered his head and read the content recorded by Archangel Gabriel,

I still remember that the little angel made a lot of noise that night, and she refused to sleep anyway. It took her a long time to coax her to fall asleep.
Michael narrowed his eyes, turned around and walked along the search column of angelic texts on the bookshelf to the bookshelf about the continent of trees. On the ground in front of the bookshelf, there were two open books lying on the ground. There, something else seemed to be reading them just now, but now it's gone.

"Everything."

Michael looked at Emhart who couldn't escape his palm, and felt the fear that was no different from a normal creature. He seemed completely unable to understand how the soulless little book in front of him carried consciousness.

The tall figure of Michael paused for a while on the bookshelf, and with a slight wave of his hand, all the books on the bookshelf floated out one by one, turning their pages automatically in mid-air, and he didn't lock on until a minute passed. A few books that may contain the message of the teardrops of the World Tree, put them in the hands, and the rest are automatically put into the bookshelf.

"."

Emhart, who was cursing, was about to fly into flames. As soon as Michael left, his words became louder, as if he was scolding him in front of Michael.

"He also likes to wear what you like, especially during wars. Most of the time, Master Michael gave me the impression of the type of 'He has a tiger in his heart, but he smells roses'. He is in charge of war and casting Is it hard to understand from your human perspective that you like to play with that kind of toy even though you just existed?"

"Your mother!"

"Have you finished asking, can you tell me about Fisher?"

After several seconds passed, Michael interrupted his scrutiny and commented,

Emhart, who was carried by him, was silent for a moment, turned his head in mid-air, looked at Michael in front of him vigilantly, and hesitated,

"Gabriel?"

"Hey hey?!"

Fisher held his chin and looked at Asuka Karasawa who was shyly running away, and Herrell who was covering her mouth with a smirk next to her. She didn't speak for a while, not only being hit by Herrell, but also thinking about other things.

However, probably he also missed Emhart who had been away for a long time, right?
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