Chapter 315: Blessing of Saint Michael
"You can't take the Horn of Judgment away." Michael looked at Xia Yu and said bluntly.
Hearing this, Xia Yu frowned. Why can't he take his spoils? What's the logic? Even if you are the top double flower red stick in heaven...
"I can exchange it with you for something else. After all, this is your trophy."
...It's not impossible. I know that Heaven is not an unreasonable force.
Xia Yu's brows relaxed, revealing an innocent smile, and said, "Excuse me, what can I exchange for?"
"What do you need?" Michael walked up to Xia Yu and asked.
"I……"
Xia Yu was stunned. This question really stumped him. What did he need? He seemed to need nothing. He had the divine power and the holy light at his fingertips.
Although the species are different, ordinary people can't tell the difference. If he says it is holy light, no one will refute him. It seems that he doesn't have any special needs.
Do they want to improve their physical fitness? But in Xia Yu, physical fitness is the most common thing. Not to mention going to the soul game to brush soul points, there is no limit to the physical fitness that can be improved by gourmet cells alone.
Moreover, your foodie cells can be improved by eating, without even any deliberate exercise.
So what does he need?
"This..." Xia Yu scratched his head blankly, then looked at Michael, "I don't think I need anything special. How about you give it to me?"
Michael pondered for a moment after being asked the question, then raised his hands, which shone with a blazing golden light.
"Then I give you a blessing, a blessing from Saint Michael."
Wow, Saint Michael, with a prefix, this is definitely not a simple blessing.
The thought flashed through his mind, and Xia Yu quickly lowered the corners of his mouth that were raised. He couldn't smile, otherwise it would seem that he was so ignorant.
Looking at the hand Michael extended, Xia Yu also extended his own hands.
Michael then held Xia Yu's hands with his glowing hands, and then whispered a holy prayer.
Along with an incomprehensible spell, Xia Yu's body glowed with a blazing golden light, and an indescribable sense of holiness emerged from him.
About a minute later, Michael's voice became softer and the light on his body dimmed a little. In contrast, Xia Yu looked energetic.
If there was a system at this time, then Xia Yu would definitely have an extra skill.
It’s a pity that he doesn’t have a system, so he can only guess on his own…wait, he does have a system.
Xia Yu suddenly came to his senses and almost forgot that he was a systematic man.
【DC】@【Tomb Raider】: Brother, please lend me your system so I can see the details of this blessing.
[Tomb Raider]: Um, okay, I'll send it to you.
【DC】：Okay, got it.
After borrowing the system from Xia Yu in the ancient tomb, Xia Yu happily opened the system and checked his own attributes.
[Host: Xia Yu]
【Occupation: Police】
【Essence：135】
[Qi: 137]
[God: 132]
Well, all three attributes are over 100, worthy of me.
[Main Quest: Explore the Ancient Tomb]
Tsk, this system is really rigid. DC doesn't have any famous tombs, right? Does the Fortress of Solitude count?
[Number: 114514]
???
What a terrible number! Why could that guy save up such a terrible number and not use it?
Was it intentional?
[Skill Mall]
[Skills: Necromancer Lv3, Holy Power Lv4, Dark Power Lv5... Saint Michael's Blessing LvMax...]
Found it!
Xia Yu's eyes lit up. Finding one of the skills in a row of densely packed skills was really a test of his eyesight.
After finding this skill, Xia Yu did not hesitate and directly clicked on the skill introduction.
[Skill: Blessing of Saint Michael (a blessing from Michael, the Vice-King of Heaven and Lord of Light, possessing the power of "absolute justice" without any trace of darkness)]
Seeing this, Xia Yu nodded secretly. The power of absolute justice really suits him!
After the blessing, Michael withdrew his hand, allowing Xia Yu, who was still carefully experiencing the skills, to come back to his senses.
"This is a blessing from me, and it's the only thing I can give." After saying that, Michael stretched out his hand.
Seeing this, Xia Yu did not hesitate. He took out the Horn of Judgment and placed it in Michael's hand, although he really wanted to ask why the person above didn't come to bless him personally.
But when he thought that it was Gabriel who had the problem this time and it was broadcast on the televisions of thousands of households, the person above must have felt very embarrassed.
If he pushes his luck too far and makes the person above him angry, and a conflict breaks out between the two sides, he will have no choice but to seek refuge in another world in disgrace, and only get his revenge when he becomes powerful enough to join the group.
So Xia Yu didn't act too recklessly. They were all in the Order camp, and they might meet each other again in the future. It wouldn't be a big deal to take a step back.
Moreover, it seems like a good deal to exchange a horn of judgment that I don't know how to use for the blessing of the strongest archangel.
After taking the Horn of Judgment, Michael took out a white feather that was filled with a strong healing power.
Looking at the feather handed to him, Xia Yu looked puzzled. What is this? A gift for him?
But this is too small. The healing power above can only restore the health of an ordinary person at most. It is not even useless to him because he can condense it by himself.
As if seeing Xia Yu's confusion, Michael explained: "This is for John Constantine. The Father has expectations for him, but he has not yet realized what the Father's expectations are, so he cannot die for the time being. He needs to continue living in the world."
Hearing this, Xia Yu raised his eyebrows. God actually had expectations for Constantine? What could that scumbag expect?
The boss's thoughts are indeed hard to guess.
However, if his intrusion had not occurred, Constantine would have been qualified to go to heaven at the end of the movie. Does that mean that he had fulfilled God's expectations?
So, his intrusion also ruined God's trial of Constantine?
Xia Yu took a deep breath and instantly felt that the bosses were too deep and insidious, always plotting and scheming. It would be better for him, a weak, pitiful and helpless little white rabbit, not to get involved.
You never know when you might ruin the boss's plan again, and then he'll bear a grudge against you.
"I understand. I'll tell him." Xia Yu reached out to take the feather and replied.
Michael nodded, said nothing more, and was about to leave with his wings spread when another question came from the side.
"Um, the ordinary people who were affected and died in this battle?"
"Good people will go to heaven, and bad people will go to hell." Michael replied calmly.
No resurrection?
Xia Yu's heart skipped a beat, but after thinking carefully, he realized that resurrection might not necessarily be a good thing.
If one were to be suddenly resurrected after death, then the rest of one's life in America would be a living hell. There would definitely be people who would covet the secret of this resurrection.
The dark side of human nature will never disappear because of a miracle, otherwise hell would not need to exist.
After Michael finished answering, the dazzling light was cast again, and he returned to heaven accompanied by the sudden background music.
"Tsk tsk, do these guys carry speakers every time they appear?" Xia Yu waved his hand to clear away the faint Hallelujah in his ears.
Then he clenched his hand, and a red cross-shaped sword appeared in his hand. This time it was not condensed from the flames of the soul world, but was the real weapon of Michael.
This weapon, as described in Zhufu, possesses the power of absolute negation and ruthless annihilation of dark evil, and is the power of "absolute justice".
To put it simply, it is a special attack against dark creatures, a more advanced special attack than holy light.
In addition, the enchantment of changing form that Xia Yu had been dreaming of was also within the scope of the blessing.
As his mind moved, the red cross-shaped sword instantly transformed into eighteen kinds of weapons. Each weapon was so gorgeous that it inspired awe when looking at it.
"Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect that I could get some benefits."
Xia Yu happily put away his weapon and flew towards the hospital. Angela, who was possessed by Mammon, was still there, and he didn't know whether Constantine had dealt with her.
If Constantine couldn't solve the problem, he would just kill Angela, then forcibly intercept Angela's soul, create a new body and resurrect her.
A moment later, when Xia Yu returned to the hospital, he saw Constantine sitting on Angela with a lit cigarette in his mouth.
Xia Yu: (〝▼皿▼)
I'm out here fighting and you're smoking?
"I'll beat you to death!"
Xia Yu flew up and kicked Constantine in the face. In the slow motion, Constantine's face was shaking and his whole face was distorted. His head led his neck, and his neck led his body. He flew backwards with a bang, and then his whole body was embedded in the wall.
boom!!
"Hiss, what are you doing!"
Constantine, who was kicked away, gasped, covered his swollen head and pulled himself out of the wall.
Xia Yu rushed forward angrily, grabbed Constantine by the collar, and yelled at him: "I asked you to expel Man Meng, but you are smoking here? What's the matter? Does Man Meng, who grew up breathing sulfur, hate the smell of cigarettes?"
“Hey, don’t be angry.” Constantine waved his hands hastily, begging for mercy. “In fact, it’s already more than halfway to success. It’s just a little bit away. If you came a little later, you would have succeeded directly.”
Hearing this, Xia Yu's expression eased a little, he loosened Constantine's collar, and asked, "How far have you come? Are you just short of recovering from the effects Angela has suffered?"
"Uh..." Constantine wiped his forehead, his eyes wandering, "It's a little more serious. It's just short of expelling Manmon's will and soul."
“…”
"Fuck you!"
After kicking Constantine into the wall again, Xia Yu thought that Constantine was just a mascot in this matter.
Forget it, a mascot is a mascot. It doesn’t matter as long as it doesn’t bring trouble to him.
After suppressing the idea of killing Constantine and then having fun, Xia Yu walked over to Angela, who had her eyes closed.
At this moment, Angela was no different from someone who was asleep, just like Sleeping Beauty, and all she needed was the prince's kiss to wake her up.
Of course, Xia Yu refused this kiss. He was not a prince, and Angela was pregnant with Satan's child. He could not refuse.
Besides, he had not forgotten Angela's ferocious look at the beginning, and he was not that harsh.
After collecting his thoughts and borrowing a huge amount , Xia Yu, with Michael's blessing as a guide, reached into Angela's abdomen and forcibly pulled out Manmon's soul of will.
Looking at the demonic shadow in his hand, Xia Yu fell into deep thought. He had pulled it out, but what should he do with the soul of will? Should he just throw it away?
He couldn't open the gates of hell, and using darkness assimilation wouldn't work either, because after all, this wasn't the real Mammon, but a small group of souls that he had descended upon.
Completely destroy it with Michael's power?
I always feel it's a pity, after all, it's just a small part of the soul of a high-level devil.
Let him think about it, and then... I got it!
Soul smelting. He already had the weapon of heaven, so he must have a weapon of hell to make a pair.
Do it as soon as you think of it. After taking out the smelting furnace in the group, Xia Yu was about to put Manmeng's soul into it, but suddenly stopped.
Could Satan suddenly appear? After all, Heaven had appeared, so Satan couldn't have failed to notice it.
Xia Yu carefully looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he found no dark power. Then he stuffed Manmeng's soul into the smelting furnace.
"What's this?"
"Oh, this is soul smelting, it can transform the soul..."
After answering the question subconsciously, Xia Yu's voice gradually became quieter.
“Gurgle…”
"Tell me, what can we do with the soul?"
The voice came again. Xia Yu swallowed his saliva and silently prepared to run away in the group before turning his head to look in the direction where .
What I saw was a middle-aged man in a white suit. He was also barefoot, but his feet were not white and tender, but were covered with black sticky mud.
It is confirmed that Satan has indeed noticed everything happening in the world, otherwise it would be unreasonable for him to appear by chance.
Also, why can’t these big guys give themselves a full head of thick hair? Can’t they do anything about hair loss?
"Let me make it clear for you that this is not baldness." Satan smiled and stroked his bald head. "This is a symbol of a mature man."
...What a tragic symbol! Could it be that God is also bald?
"I'm not sure about that, but with the shady labor system in Heaven, maybe that old guy has already lost all his hair."
“…”
You all just like to read other people’s minds, right? I’m so ██████!!!
"Well, mind reading is indeed a bit disrespectful of privacy." Satan walked to Xia Yu and pointed at the smelting furnace in his hand, "Now can you tell me what this is for?"
"...This is a smelting furnace, which can refine souls into weapons." Xia Yu glanced at Satan who was interested and decided to stay calm first. Satan still abides by the rules, as long as you don't make him angry.
"Show me a demonstration?"
Hearing this, Xia Yu hugged the smelting furnace with both hands. The power of his soul instantly rose up, and the red soul in the furnace also roared.
The moment he heard the roar, Satan's eyes widened, and the roar disappeared instantly, leaving only a brief whimper.
“…”
As expected of Satan, he made his son shut up instantly with just one look.
After a moment, the soul breath in the smelting furnace disappeared, and a rock battle axe flashing with blood-red light appeared.
Demonic axe, smelting completed!
What can I say? It is worthy of being the soul of a devil. It actually smelted a devil axe.
"Wow~" Satan took the demon axe and looked at it carefully. "Forging souls into weapons, good idea, I like it!"
After carefully admiring it for a while, Satan put away the demon axe, then waved to Xia Yu and said, "Little guy, can you let me see your furnace?"
"Please look."
Xia Yu handed over the smelting furnace with all his heart, and did not mention whether the demon axe should be returned to him.
The smelting furnace is made by opening and closing the shells shed by crystal lizards. There is no shortage of crystal lizards in the soul world, so Ash Xia Yu also made many smelting furnaces and placed them in the chat group.
Although a smelting furnace is no longer necessary given their current strength, it would still be much more convenient to have one.
Satan took the smelting furnace and looked at it carefully. The more he looked, the more he liked it. However, as the lord of hell, he couldn't just rob other people's things. If he robbed other people's things, wouldn't that be robbery?
Who is he? He is the fallen angel Lucifer, the Satan of hell!
Then Satan just stared at Xia Yu without saying anything.
“…”
"Well, if you like the smelting furnace, I will give it to you."
Hearing this, Satan laughed loudly, patted Xia Yu on the shoulder and said, "You are very much to my taste, but I am the leader of Hell, and once the leader of Heaven. I cannot act like a robber. Tell me what you want. I can satisfy you."
"How about a few hundred succubi who obey your orders? We can give them to you if you want them!"
Hundreds of succubi... He didn't want to die young.
