Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 612 Bad God, Lucifer 22
This is exactly the feather of the dark angel in the ancient house. When returning to the God Realm, Lucifer gave it to the temple as proof.

But now, this feather is in the hands of Michael.

Lucifer's body stiffened involuntarily.

Michael looked over with gentle eyes, those hazel eyes seemed to have seen through everything, and his voice was unhurried: "There is a kind of angel in the God Realm that is different, I wonder if Lucifer has heard of it?" Pass?"

Whether it's the black feather he took out or the ambiguous words, they all carry a strong hint.

The emotion in Lucifer's eyes surged, he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, turned to Manro and pleaded softly: "Master Luvian, can I have a chat with Lord Michael alone?"

Man Luo stared fixedly at the young man in front of him, meeting his flustered eyes, she curled her lips, turned to look at Michael and asked, "What's your plan?"

Michael nodded slightly: "Don't worry, it's just a chat."

After confirming that Michael didn't have any malicious intentions, Man Luo leisurely let go.

Lucifer saluted Manro respectfully, then turned and walked towards Michael.
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The two walked for a long time, until they turned around and could no longer see Manro, and Michael finally stopped.

The moment he stopped, a huge barrier instantly unfolded, isolating the two of them from the outside world.

Lucifer's footsteps stopped, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes: "Master Michael, what do you want to tell me?"

Michael turned around slowly, his eyes fell on Lucifer peacefully: "You are a dark angel, right?"

It was still the same calm tone, but it sounded like a thunder in Lucifer's ears. His hands under the sleeves were clenched suddenly, and he lowered his head and lowered the look in his eyes: "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

Michael held the black feather in front of the young man, and said indifferently, "Not all the angels in the God Realm are bright, and a very small part of them are existences abandoned by God. They were born with curses. , is the incarnation of disaster and darkness..."

Familiar words rang in Lucifer's ears, and his body became more and more stiff.

What Michael recited was the record about the Dark Angel.

Has his identity been discovered?
No, it shouldn't be possible. He never took off the disguise of strength, and never showed his black wings. The reason why Michael asked this was probably just to test himself.

Lucifer closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, calmness had returned to his bewitching eyes: "Master Michael suspects that I am a dark angel?"

He asked a question back, and seemed to think this statement was absurd, so he shook his head with a smile: "But I am not, as you know, not all angels without wings are dark angels."

Michael listened quietly to his justification, the expression on his face remained unchanged, he spoke as if stating a fact: "You are a dark angel, I can be sure of that."

Lucifer's hand hidden under the sleeve slowly clenched.

Michael continued: "I once raised a dark angel. I am very familiar with the power of the dark angel. Even if you disguise it, you can't hide it from my eyes."

These words shocked Lucifer quite a bit, he seemed to think of something, and suddenly raised his head.

Michael smiled at him: "That's right, the dark angel you met in this training mission has some relationship with me. I was her guardian angel."

He lightly stroked the feather in his hand, as if lost in memory.

"Her name is Fenna. She used to be a very cute and well-behaved angel. I didn't expect..."

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　　The hero's vest still hasn't fallen off, good night~

　　
　
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