After being targeted by a paranoid god [Quick Transmigration]

It seemed that Cyril just held his camera, entered the woods by accident, and met Sumo who was accidentally let down by the devil in hell.

At this moment, the behavior of the other party is very consistent with the reaction that any normal, ordinary human being who does not know any aspect of this world will have when faced with such a situation.

He opened his eyes slightly, and from time to time, his gaze would look towards the pair of wings on Sumo's back, although they had been dyed as black as ink, but they were still extremely beautiful and floated over them, looking very curious.

"Somo?"

Cyril slightly bent his eyes, and tried to show the most harmless smile towards Su Mo.

"Why are you here like this?"

While asking this question, he kept turning his gaze to Sumo's back.But no matter from his actions, or his words, demeanor, and tone, it can be inferred that he has no malice towards Sumo's existence.

"Hi, Sumo."

Cyril pointed the camera in his hand at Sumo, and approached him, allowing the other person's figure with four beautiful black wings to be completely captured by the camera.

"Are you a flying bird given to me by the gods?"

He seemed to be very interested in this question, and he definitely wanted to get an answer from Sumo—whether it was affirmative or negative.

Su Mo raised his eyelids, glanced at this daring human being, and calmly withdrew his gaze.

"You are dreaming."

His thin lips parted slightly, but the words he said were merciless, and he had no intention of saving face for Cyril at all.Moreover, it seemed that Su Mo didn't care at all whether his words would annoy Cyril, at least the answer he gave really didn't have any desire to survive.

But being so humiliated by Sumo, Cyril didn't seem annoyed at all.The smile on his face didn't even change in any way, as if Su Mo's words didn't have any impact on his emotions at all.

He put his camera down, and squatted down halfway, so that his line of sight was at the same level as that of Su Mo who was kneeling on the ground.

With a comforting smile on his face, Cyril stretched out his hand towards Su Mo in a friendly manner. The smiles on the corners of his eyes and brows all carried the meaning of excessive tolerance and pampering. It seemed that no matter what Su Mo did, Cyril is all acceptable as well.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person." Cyril fumbled in his pocket with one hand, and finally let him take out a candy, paralyzed it in his palm, and handed it to Somo , "I know, you must have great suspicion and distrust of human beings, and I don't have any way to prove that I am harmless to you... But right now, you still need my help, right? "

Cyril looked at Su Mo sitting there motionless, trying to make the smile on his face brighter.

"I think, do you have some minor physical problems, and you can't move freely for the time being?"

Su Mo lowered his eyelashes, the slender eyelashes covered his beautiful and transparent eyes like the finest turquoise, and even covered up all the emotions flowing in them Get up, so that Cyril has no way to judge his inner thoughts in this way.

But Su Mo knew that Cyril's observation was correct, because he really couldn't move his body freely now.The demon in hell whose real name and appearance are unknown has tampered with his body. As an angel, his spiritual core is polluted by the filthy breath from hell, and he is currently undergoing an uncomfortable physical transformation.

This kind of race change, which can be said to be the body, had too severe an impact on Sumo. Every bone and every piece of flesh and blood in his body seemed to be dislocated, shifted, and moved due to this situation. Re-grow and align.

And this also made it impossible for Su Mo to move any part of his body at all—otherwise, he would not have allowed himself to be pushed from behind the door by the demon without making any counterattacks. Now It is also impossible to just fall in front of Cyril like a falling bird that cannot flap its wings after being injured, and let Cyril press at will in front of him without turning around and leaving.

"I was right, wasn't I?"

Even if Su Mo responded with such silence, Cyril still didn't know where to find the answer he wanted.

So Cyril's eyes were bent, and he seemed to be smiling.

"Let me help you."

Cyril walked towards Sumo with a firm attitude, bent down involuntarily, and wanted to hug Sumo horizontally.

The angel narrowed his eyes slightly, and the white light condensed into a sharp light blade, which cut off the branch of the big tree above his head, and fell down with a "fluttering rustle", between the two of them.

Cyril cautiously did not go any further. He sighed and looked at Sumo through the scattered branches.

"I really never wanted to hurt you."

Cyril's voice was extremely sincere.

"I just want to help you."

"Otherwise, if you look like this, if anyone else sees it, it may have a bad influence, right?"

Somo kept a high-quality silence on this.

As Cyril said, if more people see his current appearance, it may indeed cause some very bad effects on Sumo.

If it is noticed by ordinary humans, then Sumo's fate is very likely to be sent to various research institutes...or to be shown as a precious animal in a touring exhibition.

And if the Holy See came forward to take him away... Su Mo's wings, which were obviously stained with filth, would undoubtedly get the attention of the Holy See, so no matter how Su Mo explained it, this matter would obviously It's not all over.

Considering the many troubles caused by these two possible consequences, by comparison, find a place to hide first, and wait until your body has been transformed, and you can freely move the wings behind you and those around you. It is undoubtedly the best choice to reappear in front of the world after all the dissipated and chaotic power is properly restrained.

And this choice...

Su Mo glanced at Cyril in front of him.

This choice must be helped by Cyril.

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Seeing Su Mo cast his eyes on himself, Cyril tilted his head and showed a comforting and extremely harmless smile towards Su Mo.

Somo gritted his teeth.

"Fun?" he asked, "Cyril, do you really think I can't recognize you?"

"What are you talking about, Somo?"

There was still such a harmonious and friendly smile on Cyril's face, but his tone was completely different from before.

"You can't talk nonsense."

Su Mo, who was kneeling in the grass, looked up at him and sneered.

"I think you are also very bold." He said, "This is not hell, but a land where the sun can shine. Are you not afraid that your appearance will attract the attention of the goddess, and you will directly send divine punishment?"

Su Mo didn't have the memory of the angel's inheritance, so he really didn't know what kind of history was related to the words that the demon said to him in hell.

However, Su Mo has seen many books in the church these days, and there are many ancient books left over from a long time ago.Therefore, Su Mo clearly remembered a short section of records about Genesis written in the language of the long-extinct elves that he had seen.

[At the beginning of the birth of the world, besides the goddess, there were other gods that existed between the heaven and the earth. 】

【Fendral who is in charge of the storm, Denos who prays for light, Curino who is in charge of the four seasons, Dorothea who pulls back the night, McKashkin who guards the ocean, and Menuhin who controls the airflow. 】

[A war broke out among the seven gods, and the King of Angels was created first. As the sharpest sword under the goddess, he overcame thorns and thorns, and made great military exploits for the goddess. 】

[The final battle of the gods ended with the goddess' complete victory, and the whole world was shrouded and blessed by the authority of the goddess. 】

[After five epochs, a dispute arose between the King of Angels and the Goddess.The bright light of the past was cut down by the goddess herself, and the eternal faith collapsed in an instant, and the poignant beauty was like a shooting star. 】

[This ends the sixth era and opens the prelude to the seventh era.The seraphim has become an ancient legend, and the king of angels holding the Noliest sword has become a rebel, and is sealed forever together with the name of the evil god. 】

[This is the story that happened before our era——when the world was first born. 】

King of Angels.

Su Mo looked at Cyril and thought, this should be his identity in this world.

Even though he was rejected by the goddess, even though the feathers and flesh on the six wings of the holy light were shaved off and exiled in hell, he still had a halo on his head, the former king of angels.

"She won't."

However, facing Su Mo's behavior of using the goddess's tiger skin as a banner, Cyril gave an extremely firm answer.

Perhaps it was because he realized that his vest was too tattered and could no longer be worn on his body, so Cyril simply stopped covering it up.He looked at Su Mo and smiled. It was clearly the same face, but he didn't have the gentle and refined feeling before.

Obviously he was wearing the most common casual clothes without any surprises, but there was an inexplicable arrogance exuding from his whole body.But when you stand in front of him and face this kind of arrogance, you have no way to feel disgusted, but you can only cower and surrender at the opponent's feet.

Cyril stretched out his hand, this time he finally hugged Sumo without any hindrance.The other party's four wings kept flapping in his arms, which made Cyril feel that he had actually caught a disobedient and injured raptor. As long as the other party was given a chance, this gorgeously feathered bird The bird will definitely flutter its wings and fly high without nostalgia, and will not even leave him even a single look.

"Come home with me." Cyril said, "Then, I will tell you everything you want to know, bit by bit."

"Be good."