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

Clark kept yelling Michael's name. He looked at the ominous black ball in the sky, his eyes were bloodshot and his eye sockets were red.

He jumped up, trying to fly as before, but was pulled back to the ground by gravity again and again.

Clark hammered his chest hard, his voice hoarse with despair: "Come back, come back—please—damn, come back—"

No one heard or saw that their god on earth looked so helpless.

Perhaps the voice of Clark's call is too real, or it may be that people can really burst out with great power when they are cornered, and Superman is no exception.

He actually managed to get airborne on the next jump, but Clark wasn't happy, he just got more and more anxious.

Clark flew into the air and imprisoned Michael's magic ball, like a blue lightning. Through the real-time live broadcast of the TV station and professional recording equipment, people knew that it was Superman.

People are discussing Superman unscrupulously, and they don't have a good impression of this god on earth, given the recent performance of the god on earth.

Even though Michael proved to Superman that Lex Luthor was not a good person, they were still shocked and frightened by the behavior of the gods some time ago.

In their minds, Superman shouldn't be like this.

Clark burned the viscous, wriggling black ball with his heat sight. The extremely high temperature and powerful heat sight only left a tiny hole with a burnt smell on the wriggling ball. Completely broken.

And soon there were more wriggling black tentacles covering the small hole again, looking intact again.

Clark kept trying to burn those tentacles with his heat vision, but even in the daytime, affected by the effect of Lucifer's stars, this area also appeared as night.

Without the sun to replenish Clark's energy, Clark soon felt a lack of power, but he didn't stop until his head was dizzy and his parched eyes could no longer release the heat vision.

Clark could only punch the tightly wrapped magic ball. The hands that can easily carry planes and cruise ships are no different from those of ordinary people. When it falls on the magic ball, it just creates a layer of water waves.

All the damage he hit the magic ball was resolved by the magic ball.

The tentacles kept tightening and making rustling noises, which sounded like a mockery of Clark's behavior. They didn't take any action against Clark, they just concentrated on what they should do, sealing the Archangel of the Kingdom of Heaven, symbiosis or corruption .

Clark tried to think calmly in his heart, he knew that the more anxious he was, the less good he would be, so he still had a little bit of freedom in his brain.

Magic, this is the magic created by Lucifer, if physical damage cannot damage this magic ball, then you can only use magic to fight against magic——

Constantine..

Didn't Constantine know Lucifer?

He must know the way to unlock the magic ball and free Michael.

Thinking of this, Clark turned and flew to where Constantine was.

However, not long after he flew, he felt a riot of energy, which came from the magic ball. The power of that riot was very familiar, and it was Michael.

Clark turned to look.

I saw that the magic ball was distorting and deforming, it was trying to maintain its function, it made a painful 'wow' sound, but it became more and more difficult to maintain its function under the stronger attack of the person inside.

More and more strong lights leaked from the gaps of the magic ball, like thousands of sharp swords piercing through the magic ball.

Until the last compressed divine power exploded, this magic ball exploded together with the divine power.

The sticky meat foam was blown all over the place, but it was completely burned by the golden flames, not even the foam remained.

The huge and rich divine power gathered into circles of ripples visible to the naked eye, and then disappeared. The transparent golden magic power wrapped around the person in the middle like a blooming epiphyllum, and then gradually disappeared.

The shining angel holds a red gun wrapped in flames, and its shape is similar to the magic gun held by Lucifer.

Suzaku.

This is Michael's natal weapon, a part of himself he exchanged with the Fairy of the Lake after slaying the dragon.

He is not only the Vice-Prince of Heaven, but also the Angel of Fire. The ability he possesses is 'creation', he can easily create divine fire, and only he can do it in the whole Three Realms.

Michael was wearing a white war robe, with golden patterns and dazzling gemstones adorning the white and plain clothing, making it look extremely luxurious.

Michael's golden and smooth long hair flutters in the wind, and on top of his head is a luxurious crown decorated with golden feathers. The crown forms a dazzling halo behind Michael, like a star,

The turbulent divine power crushed everyone, no one was an exception.

Michael held the gun in his hand, with a cold and indifferent expression. He stood proudly in the air, looking down at all living beings, just as he should have been.

This is the full posture of the Viceroy of Heaven in heaven.

Not just the Vice-Prince of the Kingdom of Heaven, but also the most trusted and beloved seraph of Jehovah.

He is the rose held by the sky, the strongest blade of God, who has driven out the fallen angels countless times, and kicked the betrayer Lucifer into hell with one kick.

The vice-king of the kingdom of heaven, who is under one person and above ten thousand people, no matter in terms of status or strength.

Yahweh above the Heavenly Palace did not expect that Ryan could show Michael's full posture in the heavenly realm. He sat on the throne and stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

what does that mean?Ryan and Michael's 100% synchronization rate, or no exaggerated guess, Ryan's existence is much higher than Michael's, so it is easy to unfold Michael's full posture.

It's like the boss who drives a trumpet to fry fish in a gunfight game.

After a while, Yahweh laughed sullenly, his handsome face full of amusement.

Well, he seems to have underestimated Ryan's background. It's not the existence behind the scenes that controls Ryan, but Ryan's own strength.

Does the thing that controls Ryan really know what they're trying to control?Fortunately, this is not their existence in this world.

Michael is like a morning star, his light is dazzling and holy, eclipsing the shining morning stars around Lucifer, his light seems to pierce the dark sun, even if it is far away on the other side of the earth, it can be clearly seen to see this dazzling morning star.

Everyone is discussing this dazzling morning star.

Everyone stared blankly at Michael in front of them. Almost everyone who saw the morning star was affected without exception.

Looking directly at the morning star made them kneel down to Michael unconsciously. They lowered their heads tremblingly, but couldn't help staring at the morning star.

Even if it would make them uncontrollably afraid, their hearts were covered with shock and sublime admiration, and there was nothing other than that, no malice or suspicion, because this was——

gods.

The seraphim who can cleanse their hearts and evolve all things.

This is Michael, Prince of God.

Michael's divine light even caused a short-term global paralysis. People even forgot to take pictures with their mobile phones, and just watched this scene with their eyes, trying to remember this scene that is enough to remember for life.

Until a certain person asked suspiciously: "It's strange... why does His Royal Highness Michael only have one pair of wings? Isn't he a seraph?"

Inside the barrier, Clark, who was finally freed from the influence of Michael's divine radiance, couldn't help but raised his lips. He looked at Michael tenderly, and quickly restrained his smile and became a little worried.

He noticed that Michael had only one pair of dazzling white wings, and the remaining four pairs of wings were pure black like Lucifer's wings.

Even the divine brilliance emitted from Michael's body couldn't illuminate them, they melted into the darkness, completely absorbed Michael's light without reflecting it at all.

If he didn't look carefully, Clark could hardly see the two pairs of drooping black wings on Michael's back.

At the same time, Clark keenly noticed that the dazzling divine light shrouding Michael's body was becoming dim, and the brilliance on the only pair of white wings was gradually fading.

Ryan finally recovered from the violent energy storm and turned his head to look at Clark. His red lips parted, as if to say something.

A trace of bewilderment flashed across those sharp and bright golden eyes very quickly.

immediately.

The Archangel looked like a flashlight that had run out of batteries, or a firework stick that had burned out its phosphorous fire. He closed his eyes slowly, and suddenly lay back on his back, his long golden hair spread out like a beautiful koi tail.

The black wings were gathered behind him, only the two white wings twitched feebly, but failed to support the archangel, and the archangel fell downward.

The sudden fall of the morning star looked like a meteor that was gradually dissipating, and the people who were watching Michael's face let out a cry of surprise.

Fortunately, Clark's reaction was quick, and he swooped down to catch Michael with his powerful arms and protect him in his arms.

The night may have diminished his superpowers, but it didn't make Clark useless.

Clark stared at the archangel in his arms, Ryan closed his eyes tightly, his eyebrows were tangled together, crystal sweat fell on his fair forehead, and his red lips were tightly pursed. It was not the original red color, but after being bitten by him. erosion color.

Clark could almost feel Michael's pain.

Because Clark is extremely sensitive to energy, he easily felt the two kinds of energy surging and colliding in Ryan's body, the pure but destructive divine power and the other dirty and equally destructive power.

Clark felt right.

In order to break through the magic ball that trapped him in it, Ryan and Michael's body and consciousness have been promoted to a fully synchronized dominance state.

Ryan controlled Michael's body and divine power. To be honest, the Lord had lent Michael's body to Ryan for control, but it was only the body and part of the divine power stored in the body.

That's why Yahweh is so generous, um... well, Yahweh does have some evil intentions, he wants to see Xiaomi's face showing a different expression.

This 'son' of his is really boring. He has the most beautiful face in the world but always stares at it and can't smile.

But Ryan was much more interesting, his expressions, words, he even played tricks on Lucifer, Ryan was really a clever little liar.

If possible, the Lord even wants to take Lean to the kingdom of heaven, this silver palace in the distant clouds.

A cute, chirping canary will add a lot of fun to this cold palace.

But this is indeed a crazy bird. He wants to kill Michael's body. It seems that he has to make a new body for Michael.

However, Ryan drove Michael's body and controlled him perfectly. Ryan even pulled out the true weapon of Michael's consciousness, Suzaku.

Ryan held the Suzaku, burning his wings, and the explosive magic power penetrated the magic ball, but the more divine power he exploded, the more the divine power in his body was corroded by the magic power.