Michael is not an angel who is good at using swords, but he has a boss who is good at using swords, so—

He learned swordsmanship when he was forced to do so.

It was just a bloody and tears. Michael originally thought that Lucifer was against the will of swordsmanship and was not good at indecent close combat. However, yesterday Lucifer did not use the holy sword and beat him, who was known as more powerful in martial arts, with empty hands. Today Michael gritted his teeth and wanted to beat me back from the Messiah, trying to take the Messiah lightly with his empty hands. Unexpectedly, the Messiah did not relax at all when facing him, and turned his head to smile at Samar and said, "Samael, can you lend me a weapon?"

He didn't ask Asmontis, or Belia, but chose Samar.

Samarmo held it out of thin air, and a very metallic weapon appeared in the palm of his right hand. It was the special weapon of the archangel - the Spear of Judgment given by God. The Spear of Judgment composed of elegant gold and blood red was extremely sharp. When Samarmo threw it to the Messiah, the Spear of Judgment almost cut through the air, and a faint honey-colored light wall flowed out of the space, mixed with the evil spirits accumulated over tens of thousands of years and the absolutely strong power of justice!

The spear of judgment is coming, making a howling sound!

Lucifer didn't even look at it, and reached out and grabbed the flying spear of judgment firmly. The spear shook and wanted to break free from his control.

The five fingers were closed and the joints turned white. The violent suppression belonging to Lucifer was revealed!

"Buzz--"

The spear of judgment surrendered unwillingly in the shaking.

When Samar saw him grasping the Spear of Judgment, he showed his recognition in his eyes, "Good power, the Messiah's will is stronger than I thought."

Gabriel breathed a sigh of relief, "Samael, wouldn't Michael be unlucky if you lend him the weapon given by God?"

"Gabriel, this is just a competition on the training ground." Samar's silver-gray pupils were calm and rational, revealing absolute fairness and justice. "Besides, Michael used the Sword of the Holy Flame yesterday, and the help I gave to the Messiah was only to balance the fighting strength of the two of them."

Judging from the fact that the Messiah would ask him to borrow weapons, the Messiah's level in weapons is definitely better than close combat!

Gabriel Yimo, who is also good at using weapons.

She also saw it.

Look at the fierce fighting posture of the Messiah after she got the Spear of Judgment, she was a little rippling and her cheeks were filled with powder. If Samar felt solemn with the Spear of Judgment, then the Messiah gave her the feeling of being wanton. Even with the weapon of medium and long-distance battle, he could still have the strong courage to sweep away thousands of troops.

Should we judge one person or the three realms of heaven?

High and low points are divided.

He is worthy of being the Holy Son Messiah, but he is even handsome in fighting with Pisa Mair!

As for Michael... this idiot who is not good at using God-given weapons!

Unknown that he had been spitted by his companions for the garbage level of swordsmanship, Michael wanted to cry without tears. Samar's Spear of Judgment has always been a point-breaking point. No matter how strong his defense is, it is easy to be broken when facing the attack of Spear of Judgment. The murderous aura when the spear approaches makes him stand up, remembering how many angels and demons died under the Spear of Judgment.

When Lucifer wanted to break Michael's arm with the Spear of Judgment, the spear suddenly trembled, and the sharp position forced the direction.

It is about to stab Michael in the heart!

Weapons that have been stained with countless blood are unwilling to let the enemy go easily. Some time ago, when killing the fallen angel, it lets it drink blood all day long. Following the master, it has to pierce the core if you want to win! Even weapons given by God will produce evil instincts!

Samar stood up suddenly in his seat and shouted in dismay: "Don't attack Michael!"

Lucifer pulled his hand back, and at the next moment, his palms held the tip of the Spear of Judgment without hesitation!

The sharp invisible aura tear open the skin of his palm!

Michael's expression was blank for a second in the moment of crisis, and warm blood splashed on his face. He clearly saw the camera as if it was slowing down. His white palm blocked the critical attack of the Spear of Judgment. The flesh and blood bloomed, and the bones under his skin were exposed to the air, but the palm still wrapped the tip of the spear steadily and forcefully.

It can make the angel's hands that want to kiss are covered in blood and cannot see any previous beauty.

"Michael?" Lucifer immediately inserted his spear upside down to the ground, in case it was in chaos, and then pulled Michael with his other intact hand.

Michael then realized, holding the Messiah's left hand with both hands, and the light of healing lit up from it. He found that the wound healed very slowly, so he shouted at his companion: "Samael, come here quickly! Will the wound caused by the Spear of Judgment leave any sequelae!"

Samar turned over the railing and quickly came to their vicinity. He first took back the disobedient spear of judgment. He opened Michael's hand to block the position, held the Messiah's wrist, and used a different healing light to heal the wound. The angel's healing ability has always been excellent. In front of Samar's eyes, the Messiah's terrible left hand began to recover, the bones were reshaped, and the skin grew intact little by little, but the newly grown bones were a little brittle and he could not hold heavy objects casually for the time being.

"It's okay, just take a few days off with your left hand."

"call--"

Hearing Samar's words, Michael breathed a sigh of relief.

Lucifer looked at his hands, and as soon as he woke up, he said nothing was wrong, Samar suddenly asked strangely: "How did you wrap the power of faith around your palm?"

The soft and boneless left hand was held in Samar's palm, surrounded by a faint golden color, like a holy thing carved by gold crystal.

"I am used to using the power of faith in the mortal world, thinking that the power of faith can counteract the attacks given by Gods." Lucifer felt whether it was painful, and after confirming that there was no problem, he dissipated the power of faith. His explanation revealed that he was a beginner in magic, with a shining embarrassment in his eyes.

"The power of faith can rarely be used as attack and defense, and you will remember to use magic in the future."

Samar temporarily let go of a trace of suspicion in his heart. It is true that the Messiah has strong learning ability, which does not mean that he can control the winner's instinct.

Not only were they worried, but the wise angels next to the training ground were scared and sweating. The weapons of the angels were so scary! Atladius followed closely behind and repaired Lucifer's hands with the power full of life. The pale and bloodless fingertips gradually became a little rosy. Unlike the healing power of the angel against the spirits, Atladius is the King of Light, and his power is more suitable for the Son of the Holy Body who has a human body.

"Thank me, I'm cured now."

Atladius pinched the Messiah's fingertips and joints, and directly repaired the hands that were to be repaired for a few days at one time.

Lucifer didn't let him touch and play with it. He pulled his hand away and said with a constant expression: "Michael, I'm sorry for almost causing harm to you just now."

Michael said powerlessly: "I should be sorry for me."

If he lost the competition, he should consider how to go back and talk to His Highness Lucifer, and explain what happened on the training ground. Seeing how injured the Messiah had before, he had a premonition that he would be beaten in the face again.

After patting the Messiah on the shoulder, Michael raised his smile to wash away all the gloomy, "Compare it next time!"

It's time for him to pick up the bad swordsmanship again to practice.

Lucifer seemed to hear his heart sound, and the corners of his lips curled up, "Okay, I believe your swordsmanship can surprise me in the future."

Michael scratched his head, "You are so confident in me."

yes.

Lucifer did not say this, and his eyes were gentle and shy red-haired seraphic angel.

In the future of another world, Michael's swordsmanship reached its peak. Even if Lucifer took action personally, he could not say that he could defeat him with swordsmanship. Because... at that time, he had not touched a sword in the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons for many years, and he could not step out of hell to go to the battlefield.

The inability to fight with Michael at his heyday is a regret that Lucifer has remained to this day.

He actually wanted to beat the former adjutant into a pig's head.

He didn't even go with him!

Is God so good to you?

At the end of the battle, the wise angels dispersed reluctantly, and Lucifer did not stay for long. He brought Atladius, who came to heaven to play, to Jupiter. Atladius remembered the thrilling moment just now, and was surprised that the Messiah sacrificed himself to save the angel: "You are not such a kind-hearted guy."

Lucifer walked in front and laughed softly when he heard the words.

"He is Michael."

"ah?"

Atladith rushed forward a few steps and wanted to see the Messiah's face clearly, but what he was destined to see was an illusory tenderness.

Such a Messiah is so beautiful that it is particularly unreal.

Atladius complained, "You put on this expression again." He also no longer had the strength to study deeply and watched the Messiah's territory in Jupiter.

In the eighth-level star sky, Michael stood in front of the Archangel with fear and no courage to raise his head. After finishing the process, his boss did not respond to him, making Michael so worried that he would want to get the punishment first. It felt really bad!

"Since the Messiah is fine, go down and sharpen your sword skills." Lucifer's left hand was slightly stretched under his sleeve and finally clenched into a fist.

Michael saw his intention to beat him up and ran away quickly.

Lucifer looked at his quickly leaving back and fell into thought. For some reason, after hearing what Michael said, he seemed to be there, so clearly that he could imagine the chaos and pain at that time. Did he care so much about the Messiah? At the moment when he knew how painful it was, he did get angry to beat the Messiah.

Perhaps the man's expression was always gentle, which made him unable to think of the other person's face as a look of pain.

Even if it was death, the Messiah passed away with a peaceful look in his arms, and never saw any traces of being tortured by illness.

"Messiah."

When Lucifer pronounced this name, his mind corresponds to the meaning of the name.

——The Savior who endured all suffering.
Chapter completed!