Chapter 79 Chapter 79 God will not give her a second life,...
In the dark and gloomy underworld of the Styx, the man's silver hair, braided into a single braid, shone brightly, appearing even more eye-catching.
He lowered his eyes and stood quietly in front of the three-headed dog's castle. His figure under his robe was as straight as a silver spear forged by the gods, his skin was cold and white, and his facial features were like ice sculptures.
It's Gabriel.
It was a little unexpected, but not that unexpected.
Since Lin Miao was brought back to this continent, she has seen the true appearance of the Archangel of the Divine Court three times.
She was defensive and cautious when he stopped Reese on Mount Mujia, and she was angry and disgusted when he seriously injured Anwei in the Silver Slope Forest.
Until this moment, she had recovered half of her memory and when she looked at Gabriel again, she felt like teasing him.
Lin Miao glanced at the big dog sleeping in her pile of clothes, threw out a magic tool similar to a lift, jumped out of the third-floor window, and landed lightly on the ground.
She took a few steps towards him and folded her arms lazily:
"Master Archangel, you pretended to be an envoy from the Association to officiate my marriage to my family dog, and even came to the borderlands of Hell to spy on us having sex. I'm starting to suspect you're supporting us."
Lin Miao's words were rough, mixed with words that the Archangel couldn't understand, and the sarcasm was not concealed.
Gabriel suddenly raised his silver eyelashes, and what he saw was a large and ambiguous red mark on Lin Miao's collarbone.
The white and tender earlobe was quickly stained with a blush of shame and anger, and the cold and deep sky-blue mirror surface seemed to be shattering. "You...you have no sense of shame!"
"We, the creatures of Hell, have always been like this. We regard our physical nature as the natural way, indulging in pleasure as a matter of course."
Lin Miao never thought that one day she would be able to apply Cecilia's words. She deliberately tugged at her collar so that the mark would be more clearly reflected in the pure and holy sky.
"If the Archangel is pursuing purity, he can just stay in Heaven. Why condescend to come to the Styx?"
Unable to convince Lin Miao, and not daring to continue looking, Gabriel pressed his already thin lips into a straight line. After more than ten seconds, he said, "...I have something important to discuss."
Lin Miao looked at him calmly: "Are you trying to recruit me to heaven again? Since you know my identity, you should know how absurd this is."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Miao's danger radar began to blare. She quickly stepped sideways and retreated several steps, at the same time activating her protective skills, narrowly escaping three consecutive wind-splitting blades and saving her life.
“…” Lin Miao’s expression turned completely cold.
However, the expression of the archangel opposite was even uglier than hers.
A crack appeared on his arrogant and indifferent expression, and his pupils shrank: "Your magic power...hasn't recovered yet?!"
"So what?" Lin Miao curled his eyes without a smile. "Why, do you want to use this opportunity to help Him get rid of me?"
"Are you worthy?"
"I didn't!" Gabriel's reaction was unexpectedly big. His chest rose and fell violently for a few breaths, and a clear sound echoed.
Lin Miao looked at it in confusion, only to find that the archangel not only had his hair braided, but also had a very thin gold chain woven into his silver hair, and even inlaid with small diamonds, which made a sound when they collided.
He seemed completely oblivious to the obvious noise, his voice losing its usual inhuman coldness and composure. "I won't kill you... I just... I just thought your strength had returned, so I wanted to take advantage of this encounter to take you to a safe place for negotiations."
"A safe place?" Lin Miao pursed his lips. "For me, is there any place safer than the Styx Realm?"
As she spoke, she waved her hand as if she was tired of it. "So, who sent you here? Was it your dear friend?"
“…”
Gabriel was silent for a full minute, until Lin Miao's patience was almost exhausted, he slowly said: "Why can't it be driven by my heart?"
"Not really." Lin Miao answered honestly, "After all, you once chased me from the royal city in the human world to the easternmost part."
Even though I have been defeated time and time again, I will keep fighting even if I only have one breath left.
It's a hundred times more difficult to deal with than Mammon during the Demon King War—
At least the latter became obedient and loyal after being completely defeated; and if Gabriel had not been forcibly recalled by that person, Lin Miao dared to guarantee that he would hunt her down until her soul was torn to pieces.
"So, your memory hasn't fully recovered either." Gabriel said, staring at the hem of her skirt. Lin Miao swore that she saw a flash of hurt on that beautiful face that seemed detached from divinity.
It seems that there are still many amazing things in the memory of the other half.
Lin Miao's desire to retrieve the right half of the mask grew more urgent, but he remained nonchalant. "Then you should ask your best friend where he hid the rest of my memories."
“…Not a close friend.”
Gabriel's lips opened and closed, uttering words that even he himself found incredible.
"no."
"...What?" Lin Miao felt that he really should go back to Modern Hospital to see the ENT department, otherwise why would he always hear some abstract and bizarre speeches.
"Can you look me in the eyes and say that again?"
Without the slightest pause, the Archangel raised his eyes. His gaze seemed to be burned as it passed through those marks, but he looked into her eyes firmly and silently: "He and I are not close friends."
"Don't think of me as...his substitute."
“???”
At this moment, Lin Miao lost her language ability, which she was proud of.
"Are you worthy?"
A sneer filled with malice sounded, and the same three words were spoken, but they did not come from Lin Miao.
Before she could turn around, her back collided with a warm and firm embrace. Red and black hair brushed against her neck, and her nose was immediately filled with the rotten and rich aroma of flowers and fruits.
...lust first.
Why did the consciousness switch at this moment?
Lin Miao calmed down from his confusion.
After three meetings, the Archangel, once called "God's Royal War Machine" by Cecia, actually managed to gather the achievements needed to challenge the three heads of Cerberus.
That's very belligerent.
Errol's voice was hoarse and unfocused, and his eyes were filled with a lewd and evil spirit. It was obvious that he had been well nourished by the rain.
"The Styx Realm is not a garbage dump. We don't accept weak trash or leftovers. Please go back to where you came from."
“I’m not…!”
Gabriel curled up his fingertips. The angel who had been taught by the holy teachings of the divine court since birth could not utter such a vulgar word as "leftover trash". His cheeks flushed red and his eyes were filled with shock and anger, and he almost wanted to cut the three-headed dog into pieces.
"That's enough." Lin Miao deliberately ignored the devil's eyes as he tried to seduce her again, and pushed his arm away. "Gabriel, what do you want to say?"
The Archangel probably knew that if he didn't make his intentions known, he would likely lose his chance. He closed his eyes, his gaze once again becoming cold and ruthless. "A hundred years ago, I received a favor from the Demon King, so I've come to remind Miss Lin that my Lord has been awake for a long time, and his power is unfathomable."
"The end is approaching. You should prepare early."
Before Errol's magic surged, he disappeared from the spot.
The scent of flowers and fruits grew stronger, and the demonic body that held her trembled slightly. His sharp jaw pressed against her shoulder, and although he hadn't used much strength, Lin Miao felt inexplicably heavy.
"...Miaomiao, are you going to find another bird?" Errol whispered.
It seemed that he heard what she just said, "Ask your best friend."
Lin Miao raised his eyebrows slightly: "Erol, I have to get my memory back."
Well, the answer is yes.
The three-headed dog's heart seemed to have been abandoned in the glacial polar region, and the magma of hell could not warm his stiff body.
Hadn't he thought about it long ago? Didn't he claim it was etched deep in his bones?
He would fully support whatever decision Miaomiao made;
He would do his best to carry out all Miaomiao's orders.
No objection, no doubt, not a moment's hesitation.
But higher organisms are born in nature, and what distinguishes them from lower life forms is not their complex and fluctuating nature?
The rules recognized by reason, all the "shoulds" planned in the mind, and the desires and impulses from instinct always conflict with each other.
Demons still in the nesting stage are emotionally unstable and sensitive, and will lose control at the slightest provocation;
When Reis saw Lin Miao and the bird so close together through the window, he was about to go berserk. Afraid of hurting Miaomiao, who was still a human, he let his "calmest" lustful head come out to control his body.
...The lustful leader was not calm at all.
Errol wanted to tear apart the bird that blatantly hooked up with Miaomiao, and even more so, he wanted to tear apart the thing that the bird said was "not a close friend."
He took away Miaomiao's memory, forcing her to go find his worthless thing.
"Doesn't Errol want to regain his memory?"
The human girl's gentle, smiling voice interrupted his dark, fermenting thoughts. "Memories of us."
Of course he wanted it, he wanted everything that was connected to Miaomiao. At that time, he, or rather they, really were like an ordinary dog, with a small brain that only wanted to fill it with things related to its master.
"...I don't care about the past anymore." He said against his will, "I just want the present..."
"But if I lose my memory, I won't be able to regain my power," Lin Miao said patiently. Having seen how difficult Cesia's nesting period was, she was very patient with the three-headed dog during its nesting period.
"If I can't beat that guy, I might die."
The word "death" greatly disrupted the demon's ability to think.
Theoretically, Errol should have come to his senses at this point, but from the depths of his soul came the crazy defiance and fighting of jealousy, and he said something that was not very reasonable - but perhaps it was what he really meant.
"I will always protect Miaomiao." Errol still used a charming voice, as if to act like a spoiled child. "My body is very large. Even if it is just a corpse, I can block those birds for Miaomiao."
The shackles of memory began to shake violently again, and countless chaotic fragments intertwined in his mind.
The furious subconscious that was seven-eighths hidden under the iceberg also began to stir, and thoughts that were not inherited by Errol and even Reese himself had not discovered emerged.
——The seven days spent in the Jingyu Temple were just the "first acquaintance" between the three-headed dog who had lost his memory and his master who had also lost his memory.
What was he thinking when he heard Lin Miao "believe in God" and "worship angels" and fantasize that heaven could help him fulfill his wishes? What was he thinking when Reis withdrew his protective magic in the face of Gabriel's attack and was determined to find the human he had only known for a few days at all costs?
…
"Why believe in gods or angels? It's better to believe in him."
'God will not give her a second life, but he can die for her at any time.'
…
"But I'm greedy, what should I do?"
Lin Miao did not scold him for being "ignorant", but instead followed his words and chuckled.
"I don't just want to live well—
I also hope to live a good life with my beloved puppy."
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