Regarding angels, or angels of evil powers, Charles has no mistake in cognition, they are indeed spiritual bodies.

But this kind of spirit is not simple.

This is not a racial specialty, but the essence.

The angel essence of evil power is composed of the light of this world, or the power of God.

With this power, angels can purify demons, heal and resurrect humans, and be free from the invasion of darkness and curses.

This is a very pure power. If you want to compare it, you can compare the power of the light girl absorbed by the scepter in the Song of Ice and Fire.

At that time, because the body had some limitations of the Lord World Church, Charles could not absorb that power.

However, now, when his bone wings swallowed the angel, he also entered Shire's body with that unique energy.

This seemed to be a "loophole", and the swelling behind him was born.

If it is normal, a human being absorbs the energy of an angel, he may become angelized or be provoked.

But in a sense, Charles cannot be considered a normal person.

Whether it is a spirit or a body.

So under the influence of the power called fate, under a certain essential "comprehension", the special swelling that originally gathered on his back gradually turned into warm torrents spreading towards his entire body.

Shire felt this, and the Eye of Reality was reminding his body that it was constantly absorbing some kind of light power, but he did not stop - he was about to leave the woodland and leave the town to stop and carefully understand it.

Although he killed the angel who came to make trouble, he did not forget the conversation he heard before the conflict broke out.

He was not sure about this at that time, but when he saw the black angel, he already understood that it was the conversation between the two angels.

Now he has killed one, where is the second one?

“It’s not safe around.”

As he thought about this, Charles stepped out of the forest and stepped faster, preparing to see if his car could still be used. However, when he arrived near the overturned land, his pace couldn't help but stop.

A man with short brown hair and a gray coat was squatting in front of his seemingly scrapped 1969, protruding his head to look at what is in the car.

If this is the case alone, it would be nothing. After all, although the surrounding highways are deserted, it is not impossible for passers-by to exist.

However, the prompt from the Eye of True made Charles frown.

"One more..."

The steps retreated quietly, and Charles glanced at the surroundings.

Before, he relied on the angel's reliance on unexpected things, but this situation cannot be reproduced easily. If you face an angel with defense, then not to mention anything else, the angel's powerful thought power that is close to the instant can not be easily withstand it.

While thinking about how to deal with the person in front of him, the other party squatting in front of 1969 suddenly turned his head and looked at him, revealing a middle-aged man with stubble and obvious bags in his eyes.

"This head is very strange."

He said, raising his hand to signal the green skull in his hand, his expression was calm, as if he had noticed Charles' appearance.

Seeing this, Charles' expression changed.

The skull belongs to his trophy in the main world. Relying on the Eye of Reality, Charles naturally cannot not know what it is.

This thing was found from the plague spreaders, and the effect was that after being crushed, it could release a toxic plague that could spread within a radius of five kilometers.

This plague is very powerful. Those who are infected will either die or be disabled. Moreover, they can not only infect ordinary people, but even professionals will not be able to escape as long as they do not exceed the third level.

This is different from when the car was overturned before. At that time, Charles had prepared a "teleportation point" and could leave in an instant, but now, he was unprepared.

In short, if this kind of killer weapon with a very close distance is released, Shire will not be able to escape.

And at present, it is being held in the hands of an angel from a hostile camp!

Looking at the person with a puzzled look, Charle's hand holding the dagger in his sleeve tightened, and then a smile appeared on his face: "Put it down and let's talk well."

"You seem to be nervous?"

This person seemed a little puzzled when he spoke, but then he suddenly realized it.

"You may have misunderstood, I have no malice."

"Is that?" Shire obviously didn't believe it. Although the Eye of True reminded the other party that this was true, he did not forget what he had just killed.

That's the same kind of the other party.

"I heard that Yuriel was going to kill you, so I came to help," he said, putting the green skeleton in his hand back to the driver's seat.

Seeing this, Charles secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned: "Help? Help me?"

"That's right."

"Why?"

"Killing you is a wrong order, the same mistake as allowing the demon to open the gate of hell." As he said that, he stood up, glanced at Shire's whole body, and frowned slightly.

"I can't feel Yuriel's presence, he left? But you have his smell, a lot of smells, how could he let you go?"

"I used the Angel to expel the runes."

Charle answered without changing his expression, and raised his hand to signal his left hand that had been bandaged by a strip of cloth. At this moment, blood was oozing from it.

The person in front of him seemed to have no doubts. He nodded and walked a few steps towards Charles.

Seeing the young man retreating cautiously, he said helplessly: "We have actually met." As he said that, he lowered his head and glanced at his body. "Of course, it's not in this form."

His name is Cassidio, the Thursday angel who gave himself feathers.

Relying on the Eye of Reality, Charles actually knew this, but he didn't think that friendship with only saying a few words could have any effect, so he didn't mention it, but now it seems...

"You are really not in the same group as the one before?"

“We used to be, but not now.”

The gray coat angel named Cassidio replied, then looked at Charles with his quiet eyes and said seriously: "I need your help."

When Charles heard this, he was stunned, "Help? What help?"

"After the last incident, we learned about the demon's plan, but heaven did not respond to it. They even let the demons act secretly, which is wrong."

He said, with a serious expression: "I must stop the demon door from opening, and as long as I prevent it from opening, the apocalypse will not come."

The apocalypse he mentioned was actually the two kings behind heaven and hell who went to war in the human world. If it came, life would inevitably be devastated.

Although Shire had killed the current leader of hell before, this game between the two forces could not end because of the death of someone.

Shire had some expectations for this.

What he couldn't understand was what the person in front of him asked him for help.

The other party then answered his question: "I want to ask you to help me find the sealed location of the Demon Gate. I am not very familiar with the earth."

So because you were not familiar with me, you found me?

Are we that familiar?

Or is this person asking for help because he was chased?

Charles felt a little confused, but if I remember correctly, there was indeed such an angel around the Winchester brothers in the TV series.

He probably belongs to humans.

Thinking of this, but on the verge of caution, Charles still didn't want to have a deep contact with this person, especially since his physical condition is a bit special. So he thought about it and came up with a solution.

"If you want to know where the demon is now and find the demon's gate," Shire said, pulling out his cell phone and throwing it to the other party. "Call the second phone number stored on it, and they will take you to where you want to go."

Accurately took the small gray Nokia, the gray coat was stunned, and after lowering his head and fiddling for a while, he looked up helplessly at him: "I... won't."

"No?" Shire frowned when he heard this.

"Yes." Gray Coat nodded awkwardly.

"Last time I came to Earth, you still used the same kind of use here, the kind of fingers that circled... What I said last time was not counted as monitoring you."

What you said is really straightforward.

Charles rolled his eyes and asked, "When you possessed yourself, you didn't get the original owner's memory?"

"That will cause some damage to his mental side." Gray Coat replied.

Upon hearing this, Charles couldn't help but look at him a few times, then thought for a while, stepped closer, took his cell phone, and began to teach him patiently.

Now he just wants to send this person away as soon as possible so that he can find a quiet and safe place to deal with his physical condition, but he doesn't have much time to take care of this seemingly stupid angel.

However, just as soon as he taught the other party how to unlock it, Charles suddenly reacted.

"Isn't it okay to just call him? Why should I teach him to use his cell phone?"
Chapter completed!