[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

Shock appeared on the god's face: "Michael! Are you crazy?"

"Yeah, I'm crazy."

Michael split the throne with his sword. He saw the god leading Huai'an to avoid the attack. The jealousy in his heart turned into a steady stream of power. That powerful power was almost dozens of times stronger than before.

This extraordinary power made him show an intoxicated expression.

"I'm mad."

Michael murmured, he looked at Huai'an, his disheveled clothes were reflected in his dark pupils, the anger in his heart was burning like a karmic fire.

He shook his fingertips, clenched the demon sword in his hand, and his lips trembled slightly: "Asmodeus..."

"you win."

So... can you come back?

There was bewilderment, longing, and hope in his eyes, and he just looked at Huai'an like this, forgetting even the gods.

The god sighed softly, stretched out his hand, and the scepter returned to his palm. He aimed the sharp corner of the scepter at the neck of the young man in his arms, and looked at Michael with a smile.

"Michael, did you know that he is a demon?"

Only then did Michael shift his eyes to the gods as if giving charity.

Facing the god he once admired, Michael's eyes were a little complicated.

He was silent for a long time, and replied in a low voice: "I know."

Not only did he know that Huai An was a demon.

And he entrusted his heart to that demon.

He fell. Fallen.

Michael closed his eyes, and there were two voices in his heart that kept struggling and tearing in his mind, discussing and standing against each other, which made his mind flutter and ache.

He heard the god asking himself: "Then are you fighting against me for this demon?"

"Michael, you are my favorite child, do you really choose to fall down and resist me?"

The god's eyes were pitiful and indifferent, he was holding the demon's waist with one hand, and threatening Huai'an with the scepter in the other hand, while doing such movements, his face was still high above, making people feel unreachable.

Michael's heart struggled for a moment at this moment.

However, in the next second, he heard a familiar chuckle, with a little teasing and a smile, breaking their deadlocked interface.

Huai'an lazily avoided the god's scepter, and glanced at Michael charmingly.

"Michael, I'm so scared~"

There was no trace of fear on his face.

But he was still asking Michael for help.

The fire of jealousy in Michael's heart ignited again.

This time, he clenched the demon sword without hesitation, and slashed at the god——

The god looked at him tenderly, as if looking at an ignorant child: "Michael, you are just a child, I believe you are just blinded by the devil, as long as you find yourself again and return to my embrace , you are my favorite child."

Michael's face flashed ferociously: "Get lost!"

Liar liar!

It was as if something was burning in Michael's heart, burning his reason uninterruptedly, wanting to tear apart the cage of restraint, and opening little by little the demon's minions.

He looked at the god with resentment in his eyes.

No one knew how his mood collapsed when he saw Huai An in the arms of the gods.

And no one knew how dazed he was when he saw the person he respected the most belittled the devil he loved the most.

He has never resented the gods like he does now, so hated... let him die!

Michael rushed over ferociously.

The god frowned slightly, and when the scepter in his hand was about to penetrate the neck of the young man in his arms, Huai An suddenly fled away like a fish, and when he reacted, Michael's attack had already appeared on his chest in front of it.

The god's eyes swept over Huai'an who was watching the show with his head tilted aside, and his eyes gradually darkened.

Huai'an naturally also noticed the displeasure on the god's face, but he had no interest in continuing to flirt with him.

He is sitting cross-legged watching a play.

This temple is the place where the gods live, and the temple is the most sacred place in the entire heaven. Unless the gods call, no one will approach this area at all, so when Michael and the gods are fighting fiercely, even The angels outside sensed the devil's breath inside, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

The angels who believed in the gods had long regarded the temple as a forbidden place for demons, and even if demons really broke in, they didn't worry about the safety of the gods at all.

Because in the entire heaven, the most powerful person is the god.

But now it is different.

The gods were surprised to find that Michael, who had gained the power of the devil, was even more difficult than before, and even became immune to the holy water and holy light, so strong that he felt a little strenuous.

No one believes that there are people in this world who are more powerful than gods.

Even Michael himself was a little surprised at the weakness of the gods.

No.

Not so much that the gods are weak.

It would be better to say that Michael is too powerful.

Huai'an enjoyed watching the play, so he directly took out the melon seeds in the system's hand, and then nibbled, and said to the stunned system while nibbling, "Is there any wine?"

System: "..." Doesn't your conscience hurt! ?

The melon seeds on the 101st of the 101 system were robbed, and now I can only rummaged through my food storage and found a new bag of melon seeds: "My lord...do you want more?"

Number 101 of the 101 system thinks he is really witty.

Huai'an was happy to see the result, took out a lot of melon seeds from his hand, and vomited while nibbling, but after a while, a large piece of melon seed shell came out.

Seeing Huai'an's relaxed and leisurely appearance from the corner of his eye, the god was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, and immediately yelled at Michael: "Michael! Please wake me up!"

"Look at that demon, does he care about you at all now?"

Michael was slightly stunned, and looked back at Huai'an.

Huai'an opened his mouth to him, revealing a wicked smile, parted his lips while smiling, and said slightly: "Do you choose your god, or choose me?"

"Michael, I am looking forward to your choice."

The god also said: "Are you sure you want to choose the devil and abandon your belief and persistence?"

The moment Michael was stunned, the gods were also waiting for his struggling choice.

It's like a fight between angels and demons.

The gods waited for Michael to make a choice and return to his embrace.

And Huai'an waited for Michael to make a choice, whether to fall into a demon.

And the pawn in the game between them is the powerful Michael.

Michael froze in mid-air in confusion, and in front of him were the indifferent and gentle eyes of the gods, as if the softness that embraced thousands of things in the world, like a spring breeze.

Behind him is Huai'an's sarcasm and cold and indifferent smile, which is chilling to the bone, yet charming enough to make one want to be broken for him.

The black wings spread out on the back fluttered slightly, following the master's movements, one after another, like dense drumbeats, gently beating on the apex of the god's heart.

The god saw his once favorite child Michael showing a shallow smile to himself.

"Sir God."

"But you touched my love."

The deep darkness in Michael's eyes rolled over like a dense fog that covered the sky: "I would rather not tarnish my lover's god like this!"

The god's pupils shrank, and subconsciously stretched out his scepter to block his shocking sword light.

But with the power of the sword light, it seemed as if the gap between heaven and hell was split open, and the entire temple was split apart with a bang.

The movements in the hands of the angels paused slightly, and they all looked up at the temple as high as a mountain.

From the ruins of the temple, a black figure slowly flew out——

In the third century of the Kaiyuan Kingdom, the gods perish, the heavens fuse and descend, and hell emerges in the world.

From then on, a family of angels and a family of hell appeared in the world.

In the same year, the god was seriously injured and died, and the war angel Michael disappeared.

The angel family began to contaminate the secular world and became the backbone of the church on earth.

The demon family began to wander in the troubled times and became a mysterious group of people wandering in various regions.

Angels multiply.

The demon begins to grow.

Light and dark go hand in hand, gradually blending into the ancient Western European world.

The continent fell into chaos, into a situation of war and death.

However, after such wars and deaths, the prosperity and peace of various races, including humans, angels, demons, elves, dwarves, orcs, etc., ushered in——

In the same year, in the year when the gods died, Huai'an weaved a very perfect dream for Michael. During this time, he fell in love with Michael, traveled to various parts of the mainland, and began to help Michael rescue those People who are homeless due to war.

He was obsessed with Michael, crazy about him, and in love with him.

But when the dream ended and he lost interest in Michael, Huai'an started a new round of fleeing activities and began to form a tug-of-war with Michael. In the end, he was caught by an "accident" and was locked in Mijia. Le's side, can't escape for a moment.

When Huai An left, the chains on his hands were still tied to Michael's hand, and Michael kept holding Huai An's palm, the coldness and rage between his brows were thick enough to make one's heart skip a beat.

Huai'an shook his wrist, facing Michael's crazy and furious expression, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

"Dear Michael, I will never run away again ~ can you let me go?"

Michael pursed his lips, and lowered his head to hold the young man's hand tightly. The feeling that he was about to pass away became stronger and stronger, so strong that it filled his heart with fear and panic.

He said: "Not good."

There is also a chain on the fallen angel's hand—it's not so much a bracelet, but a silver-white bracelet.

But such a bracelet restricts Huai'an's actions, and in the end it can only be centered on Michael, with a maximum distance of no more than 800 meters.

Michael tightly clasped Huai'an's palm, fingers intertwined, unable to let go of his heart, and finally stretched out his hand, enveloping the young man's body and hugging him.

His strength was so heavy that it was difficult for Huai An to breathe. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and licked the fallen angel's neck evilly: "Don't you believe it?"

Michael didn't speak.

Because he really didn't believe it.

The devil's words were too sweet, so sweet that it made one's heart tremble, and he was fascinated by it. Knowing that it was wrapped in poison, he swallowed it willingly.

Michael closed his eyes, hugged the young man in a weary way, spread his black wings, and enveloped him together, as if he wanted to rub him into his bones, with a strength as heavy as Mount Tai.

He whispered, "I know you're leaving."

"Asmodeus, I also know I can't stop you."

Huai'an paused slightly.

"I just want to know one thing, Asmodeus." A tear fell from the corner of Michael's eyes, "Have you ever loved me?"

Did you love, not do you love me.

Huai'an chuckled: "Of course, my dear Lord Michael."

"Is that so..." Michael's voice was strangely heard by the young man in his arms like a distant ghost.

The moment Huaian left, Michael suddenly said: "I will find you, Huai'an."

Huaian was slightly taken aback.

In the next second, the world in front of him was shattered like glass, and the fallen angel who hugged the devil was also turned into a mass of ashes, dissipating into the air, leaving no trace——

"Ding! The next world has opened."

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The next world【Sheng Nanguo】

The gentle and stunning high-cold national teacher was attacked by the evil tyrant

Well...the next world should be sweet...

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"People in the world say that the national teacher is beautiful, but I don't think it's true." The tall king stepped on the cold floor tiles and smiled at the young man: "Because the national teacher's appearance is hard to express in words."

The young man lowered his eyes and smiled gently: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your praise."

"Master of the country, do you know?" The king tilted his head, the scorching heat in his eyes was like a sword nailing the young man in place, he approached step by step, with a smile on his lips: "on our grassland, the strong A male needs to show his strength to be eligible to pursue his beloved female. If the female is satisfied, then the male can mate with the beloved female.”

The king bent down and stared at the young man's kind face: "So... are you satisfied?"

Huaian: "..."

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