[Comprehensive Anglo-American] To be a king can save the world

The scorching red light flashed across Ryan's wings, and Ryan was startled. He didn't expect that Clark would really attack him with heat vision.

He dodges away immediately.

However, the speed of the wings pinched by Clark was not as fast as before. Although he folded the wings in time, he was inevitably rubbed by the heat.

The wings are the manifestation of the angel's soul, and they are also the most sensitive parts. Just being kneaded vigorously by Clark can make him tremble with pain.

The soul was hit, and the pain was more than doubled. The piercing pain was transmitted from the wings to the whole body, like throwing his whole body into a juicer. The sharp blade scraped his flesh and bones, and he was completely Smash into pieces little by little.

Then came the pain of being roasted in the flames of hell, as hot as ten thousand ants gnawed at his soul non-stop.

"Uh." Ryan let out a muffled snort, his face was contorted in pain, and cold sweat soaked his hair in an instant.

He looked at his burnt wings through half-closed eyes, which were the edges of the second and third wings on the left. A large piece of pure white feathers had been burned off, and the circle showed a burnt black gray. With sporadic fire.

The golden, pure inner nature under the feathers is exposed.

Wings succumbed to pain become dull.

Ryan stared vigilantly at Clark, whose eyes were still glowing red.

At least he didn't feel the pain of Lucifer. Lucifer suffered much more when he was driven to hell than he is now.

He thought bitterly.

"You insist on me hurting you, right? Michael?" Clark lowered his voice very low, staring condescendingly at the half-bending angel in front of him.

The hair in front of the blond archangel's forehead was messy, and the red cross sword stuck to the ground, supporting him from falling down.

The wings showed a crooked posture, as if the wings of a bird had been knocked off.

He held up a mocking expression as if he was as fearless as he showed. If the corners of his eyes were not flushed and his lips were not trembling, Clark could choose to believe him.

Of course he knows how much Ryan will hurt now, he has always known how sensitive Ryan's wings are, but he has never had the heart to hurt him in the past, but if this arrogant, haughty angel is going to fall, it has to be done .

cute.

And so fragile.

He is clearly one of the most powerful beings in the world, but he was easily caught by Clark because of restrictions, and he bowed down. Oh, he has to thank the Lord.

And thanks to Michael's gentleness, his divine power can obviously suppress him immobilized, but he has never used the divine power suppression from the level to deal with Clark.

This is precisely the reason why Clark can take advantage of it.

Ryan picked his trembling lips and forced a sarcastic smile.

"Clark, what is the difference between your current behavior and those greedy humans who tried to catch me?"

Clark sighed: "You can't understand my behavior. I'm protecting you. Maybe it's like what you said, but I don't want to hurt you. If you behave better, Michael."

Ryan stared at Clark, his eyes covered with mist could still clearly see Clark's appearance.

As Clark said this, he wore a gentle and comforting smile, but his eyes were full of joy that could not be erased.

fraud.

Ryan thought blankly.

Clark clearly enjoyed hurting himself, seeing himself in pain.

"So stay here obediently, Michael. You can't hurt me, you can't beat me, I will protect you." Clark's voice was extremely gentle, and his face was undeniably cold.

Clark was reminding Ryan that all of this was caused by Jehovah, who did not allow him to harm human beings.

Ryan also had no doubt that as long as he moved again, Clark would definitely use his heat vision on him again.

Ryan's eyes flickered, he closed his eyes, covered his injured wings and returned to the bed.

Seeing that Ryan was honest, Clark's expression became gentle again, the red light in his eyes faded, he sat down beside Ryan, the soft bed sank a lot due to the weight of an additional person.

Clark put his arms around Ryan's waist and asked affectionately, "I'll go out later, what do you want to eat? Lamb chops?"

Ryan ignored Clark, and Clark was not annoyed. He stared at Ryan's fair neck for a while, and suddenly violently tore Ryan's collar.

The clothes woven with divine power imitating human fabric couldn't even last a second under the hands of the gods on earth.

Lean was frightened and pushed Clark's chest with his hands. His wings fluttered and fluttered wildly, but he couldn't fan out the strong wind with powerful divine power and sense of oppression, nor could he fly with its owner.

Clark's broad palm wrapped around Ryan's cheek, holding Ryan immobile on the bed.

Clark used a lot of strength, and Ryan's fair cheeks squeezed out a white to transparent arc between Clark's fingers, and those trembling golden eyes stared at Clark in horror from between his fingers.

Seraphim Michael, who once repelled Lucifer by himself and maintained the peace of heaven for thousands of years, felt fear in his hands.

Clark knows what he's doing is the same as an angel

Clark slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and under Ryan's frightened struggle, he bit down on the connection between Ryan's exposed jawline and neck.

The sharp canine teeth pierce the delicate skin, and red blood rushes out from the junction between the tip of the teeth and the skin.

Feeling Ryan's tense body, Clark squinted his eyes in satisfaction, and stretched out his tongue to lazily lick the wound and the falling blood.

Ryan didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, he just trembled, pursed his almost pale lips, and stared at the ceiling without saying a word.

Until the wound stopped bleeding, Clark let go of Ryan, and he gently wiped away the saliva that slid down the curve of Ryan's neck with his thumb.

Ryan closed his eyes tightly, as if he had already rested, his gold-plated eyelashes were trembling uncomfortably, his brows were tightly frowned, and he had an expression of humiliation and forced calm.

"have a good rest."

Ryan listened to the door being gently shut. Ryan didn't move. He waited, waiting for the aura belonging to Clark within the range covered by his divine power to completely disappear.

Ryan knew that Clark was watching his every move through the wall.

After another half hour, Clark's breath disappeared in the Fortress of Solitude, and he left.

Ryan sat up suddenly from the bed, he bent one leg, and the expression on his face that could have been regarded as humiliation became calm.

He pushed his tongue against the inside of his mouth, trying to relax his sore cheek from Clark's palm.

Ryan opened the system ui to check the energy increase just now. He looked at the energy bar which was much more than before, and let out a heartfelt laugh.

Well, since such a gesture would make Clark feel happy and increase his energy.

He also doesn't mind being an Archangel who is forced to bow to others.

Satisfy Clark's possessive desire a little bit.

Ryan concentrated his strength in his hands and carefully healed the wound of the wing injury. He had to admit that it was much more painful than he thought, and he wasn't pretending to show the pain.

That's okay, real feelings are better than acting.

Ryan hummed a pleasant tune, slowly healing the wound.

Whilst wings are indeed important to angels, they are not that fragile and...important, otherwise the demon would have killed an angel by simply ripping off an angel's wings.

Gabriel once tried to release the son of Lucifer to 'clean' the world, but in the end he was deprived of two pairs of wings by Jehovah, and reduced from a six-winged archangel to a two-winged angel. His strength can be slowly recovered, but his wings cannot be recovered.

what does this mean?

It means that the four wings that are erased are nothing but the removal of Gabriel's position as the seraph.

Ryan wasn't healing Clark's wounds, he was just easing their pain.

Because that would--

So fucking hurt.

In the next two days, Ryan suffered many humiliations in the Fortress of Solitude that he didn't want to mention and recall. Clark also became more and more excessive. He was no longer satisfied with being so simple with Ryan.

Clark even half-coaxed and half-forced one of Ryan's wings.

Clark wasn't keen on it, but he'd be happy to do it once if it would humiliate Ryan.

Clark only stayed in the Fortress of Solitude every night and morning, and was outside the rest of the time.

And Clark's movement is not small, Ryan knows what Superman has done recently through the TV news program.

Superman destroyed Lex Luthor's several pharmaceutical factories around the world, and used thermal vision to penetrate the ground to leave a message in the open space in front of the factory. Thanks to Lex's pharmaceutical factory, which is fully controlled by artificial intelligence, there is no living person .

"Where—is—Luthor—"

Although there were no casualties, the property damage caused by Superman was extremely high.

Superman's recent style of behavior that can be regarded as a terrorist attack and his completely different behavior from the past have made people panic.

Superman, their savior, has changed.

Some people say that Lex hurt Superman's lover, some people say that Michael bewitched Superman, and some people say that Superman's nature is like this, and the actions of the savior in the past were just idle fun.

However, it doesn't matter what caused Superman to be the way he is.

Inevitably, people no longer believed in Superman, and they chanted slogans against Superman to put pressure on the United Nations, and the United Nations put pressure on the Avengers.

Superman is looking for Lex Luthor all over the world. Lex is hiding, but Superman can't find him, and the Justice League refuses to provide information for Superman.

Superman and the Justice League have broken up, from the day Superman took Michael away and crushed the Justice League's communicator.

In fact, the Justice League is hunting for Superman everywhere at the moment, and Superman has not had a direct conflict with them——

He's not stupid, with Batman's personality, he would definitely use green kryptonite against him to incapacitate him and kill him.

Superman can keep anyone from finding him if he wants to, even if his style is extremely high-profile.

Ryan hadn't given Clark a good look in the past two days. No matter what Clark did, he always looked calm, and the emotion in those golden eyes seemed to be mocking or nothing.

But because Ryan's resistance was always not serious, and he never mentioned leaving the Fortress of Solitude, Clark didn't touch Ryan's wings in these two days.

After Clark left the Fortress of Solitude, Ryan would set foot in the Fortress of Solitude, and he had almost figured out the entire layout of the Fortress of Solitude.

Escape plan, unfold.