My Archangel

The situation in Molick's venue has almost completely caught the public's attention.

Everyone looked at the black mist that had spread to the surroundings in an instant on the field, and looked at each other.

"...Well, you taught him?"

At the same time, on the side of the square, since Morik was eliminated and several adult men surrounded Qiao Wen step by step, they were silently nervous, as if Vina, who was always ready to do something... she looked surprised and passed a little bit. His head looked at the archangel beside him with a very subtle sight.

The black smoke on the field may be able to fascinate the vision of ordinary people, but for the current she is temporarily useless.

Not only did she clearly know that Qiao Wen was no longer in the field now, but she also clearly observed the moment Qiao Wen forced the other three insects into another "place".

Naturally, she thought of Elisa beside her.

A long time ago, this angel... used a very similar method in front of her.

Moreover, such a method that has involved God's Domain, even if it simply imitates a similar effect...The things that need to be done are already quite a lot for a little ghost.

In short, copying is not easy to copy.

How did this kid copy it?

Could it be... before seriously rejected her guidance, and then ran over to find another woman for help?

"..."

However, what surprised her a little... When she looked at Elysha, she also received the other person's clearly confused gaze.

It seems that even she herself does not know why Qiao Wen used her talent.

"..."

Didn't this angel teach it?

Obtaining the answer from Erisa's reaction, Vina blinked and was slightly taken aback.

That kid... Is there anyone else secretly teaching him?

The first time this thought emerged, Vina had a face reflected in her mind.

'…is her?'

She lifted her head slightly and cast her gaze to a figure on the high platform behind the square.

That is the Son who is responsible for maintaining and presiding over this so-called preliminary election, Elsia.

In Vina's mind, even though she felt that... her little ghost was born smart, and she might have copied this kind of spatial talent on her own, but to be on the safe side, she subconsciously noticed Elsia there.

After all, she, who had erupted in conflicts in the temple not long ago, knew very well that in the body of the saint child, there is now another angel that is very similar to Elyssa.

"..."

On the high platform, Elsia, who was still paying attention to Qiao Wen's court, suddenly felt cold in the back of her neck for some reason.

Almost instinctively, she looked around for a moment, but found nothing strange.

"...Is my illusion...?"

Blinking and slightly relieved, Elsia quickly refocused her attention on the field.

She has already observed that Qiao Wen is not on the "ring" anymore.

Probably it was the space magic that Molick and Dale used to discuss each other yesterday.

Although Elsiya is not very clear about what is happening in that space,...she is not in a hurry to present the live video of the empty field she observed to the audience through the magic circle.

'If there is no accident... Maybe it will be a result soon, right?'

Elsia found that she was a little nervous now.

Because she found...At this time, she seemed to prefer Qiao Wen to win.

However, just from the result that Qiao Wen took turns in the space magic of the two young gods yesterday, she was out of the "easy state of being pressed down", she felt that Qiao Wen... probably fell down this time.

After all...in her judgment, if Fan Qiaowen's strength was slightly more comprehensive than Morik's, he would not be pressed to the ground.

At least it's okay to stand up with the young god.

In other words, the current Qiao Wen...may not be very good at coping with three old platinum at once.

If nothing happens, it will probably not be long before you go in vertically like yesterday... and come out horizontally?

Of course, these are just Elsia's own opinions.

In fact, the real situation on the scene did quite obviously deviate from her thoughts.

...

In a temporary space with blurred scenery, Qiao Wen stood in place.

In front of him, was the old platinum who had just pounced on him from three directions.

However, the three of them had stopped their movements at this time, and they moved away from each other, staring at him with extreme vigilance.

'What is this...?This kid...does this stuff still happen?'

Morgan stared at Qiao Wen stiffly, his eyes twitching unconsciously.

Suddenly being dragged into a different space with no resistance, the trio was a little panicked.

No...not just some, but rather panic.

Because the atmosphere in this strange space... is extremely strange.

Obviously there was no movement, but like the tranquility before the storm, the three were extremely disturbed.

"I said, you...obviously, if you fight with that uncle first, nothing will happen."

At this time, Qiao Wen's voice was clearly heard by the three of them for the first time.

He has closed the notebook in his hand and stood up from the same place.

"Why do you have to do this strange thing?"

Qiao Wen silently stared at the people around him, and when he spoke, his expression on his face looked rather helpless except for a subtle touch.

He didn't want to fight these few uncles who were not Morik's opponents alone.

In addition to having no appetite, more importantly... he didn't want to expose some things on his side before the official expedition.