One person does the work that should be done by two.
It's all his work; it doesn't matter which identity he takes on.
Easy and convenient.
"But thinking about it, what I did isn't really that unusual, is it?"
It seems like gods really like to create several different incarnations.
Or, to use a more religious, more elegant term... "multi-faceted"?
"I remember the 'Trinity' is the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, right?"
After careful consideration, Ning Feng felt he was capable of serving on two of them.
The Holy Spirit and the Father.
Yes, that's right.
I'm the kind of person who can only be a father, so I won't be a son.
As for the Holy Son, I'll find a few more adopted sons later... Oh?
If we think about it that way, wouldn't the Death Hunter, who can currently be considered an adopted son, also be considered a holy son?
"No, strictly speaking, it's not quite right yet."
While Death Hunters are very loyal to you and are also important for collecting demon blood, they are also a valuable high-end combat force.
But for Ning Feng now, it only has a considerable value.
It's not exactly a special case.
"He's not worth my effort."
To put it bluntly and coldly, it can be discarded by Ning Feng as long as it has necessary value.
Ning Feng pondered coldly, stroking the cat's head as he silently reflected.
When and under what circumstances would I choose to abandon it?
"Don't let yourself regret it."
Suddenly, the angel's cold voice from the side melted the coldness on Ning Feng's face, turning it back into his usual gentle smile.
"Of course, I'm also the kind of person who really dislikes having regrets."
"Therefore, I will not consider anything that I might regret unless it is absolutely necessary."
"But what if?"
Ning Feng smiled, looking relaxed and free, with no gloom behind him.
Cecilia took a good look at Ning Feng, and finally nodded at his smile.
As long as he knows in his heart what to do, that's enough.
"Well, since... you understand, that's fine."
Clang.
The metal spear landed at Ning Feng's feet.
The angel's spine was straight, and her slender body traced undulating curves as she looked down at Ning Feng, who was sitting on the ground petting a cat.
"You've rested enough, so let's continue."
Cecilia looked different from her usual white dress; she was wearing a full set of silver-white battle armor and holding a long spear of the same size.
"Ah... wait a moment, I haven't finished resting yet, please let me..."
"You've had enough rest."
The angel repeated himself, his voice as cold as ever, before using the butt of his gun to lift the black cat that was clinging to Ning Feng's lap.
Then, ignoring the black cat's pitiful expression, he swung his spear and mercilessly tossed her aside.
Meow--
Ignoring the demon's hypocritical tone, the angel gave a light snort.
snort.
He's become addicted to pretending to be a cat.
"Alright, stand up. You still have a lot more to experience."
The visor on the silver helmet fell off, and the angel was fully prepared for battle.
"Okay, okay, I know you want to love me dearly, but don't rush it."
Leaning on his spear, Ning Feng stood up from the ground, his silver-white armor riddled with holes and wounds. He smiled as he straightened up.
He stretched languidly, let out a long sigh, and brandished his spear, pointing it at the angel before him.
"Then come on, let me experience your harsh love again."
The angel's response to such somewhat frivolous remarks was quite simple.
Whoosh!
!
That was the spear tip tearing through the air, piercing straight towards Ning Feng's hole!
Clang!
At the critical moment, Ning Feng deflected Cecilia's attack with his spear, but was thrown back by the impact of the spear.
"That was close... no, it's not over yet."
Even if you can understand in your mind that this is far from the end, just being aware of it is not enough if your body can't keep up.
The angel's figure appeared behind Ning Feng as if by teleportation, and the tip of the spear pierced his chest mercilessly!
"Cough cough!"
A large amount of blood gushed from his mouth. Ning Feng turned around and forced a smile at the murderer who had done all this:
"You did it, remember to treat me later."
"Um."
Gently replying, the angel pulled the spearhead directly from Ning Feng's body, causing a large amount of blood to spurt from the wound.
...
...
Buzz—
Flames descended from nowhere once again.
This time, although the scale of the summoning was not as shocking as the last time, only those who truly understand the matter can comprehend the difference between the two.
The power of summoning was not used for ostentatious displays; it existed purely to summon the strongest beings.
Long, slender legs emerged from the teleportation array once more, followed by the entire body, without the slightest hesitation.
"I have come in response to your call, the divine scroll of the great sage...?"
Karan's avatar walked straight out of the summoning circle and looked at the God of the Scroll floating in the air with his eyes closed. The words she was about to say stopped abruptly.
What's going on here?
Anyone capable of summoning you, regardless of their strength, is definitely not a benevolent or virtuous being.
Does he have demonic blood? Or is he simply a spellcaster who studies demonic magic? At the very least, he is someone who can be associated with darkness.
But what he saw made Karan's expression turn very strange.
He wore a magnificent silver-white armor, had a pair of steel-like wings behind him, and a halo floating above his head.
Heaven... an angel?
The Sage's Scroll Master is an angel? Uh, a human who has awakened from the angelic lineage?
ah?
Is the awakened one of the angelic lineage still summoning himself, the demon lord?
Is there something wrong with this world?
? ? ?
Ning Feng slowly opened his eyes, his expression changing slightly. He looked at Kalan, whose expression was somewhat strange, and laughed.
"I'm so glad to finally meet you."
In the hands of the Silverwing Angel, the scales that Kalan had given him gradually lost their luster.
The divinity within, the divine power that could drive weak mortals to the brink of collapse and madness, was silently absorbed into the body.
Angels contain the divinity that belongs to demons.
clatter.
As Ning Feng landed on the ground, he bowed slightly to Karina, who was about the same height as him.
Good evening, Your Majesty Karan.
His movements were meticulous, but that smile made it impossible for Karan to let his guard down.
Danger.
Although the opponent was weak, Kalan felt a strange sense of danger when he saw that smile.
"I need your help with something."
With a bright smile, Ning Feng made his request to the demon lord.
"Really, it's really just a very simple little thing."
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