Wayne noticed something in the changes. The progressive law should be a symbol, but he couldn't figure out what it specifically symbolized.

Perhaps it is a symbol of angels. Angels have different attributes, and the Golden Rule is also differentiated. For example, the shape of the stigmata on the back of Mona's hand. According to the Bible, each angel has its own symbol.

Wayne's thinking was divergent, guessing which angel Mona symbolized now, whether she was more influenced by St. George or the unknown angel on the Altar of Pride, the Golden Rule.

After an unknown amount of time, the progressive momentum gradually stabilized. Wayne sensed Mona through his mind and saw the majestic heaven through her eyes.

The holy light danced in, like a giant dragon tumbling in the sea of ​​clouds, its terrifying power shocked people's hearts.

Approximately at the position of the dragon's head, the golden eyeball pattern became increasingly clear. The Eye of Judgment looked condescendingly at Mona, aware of Wayne's thoughts in her body, and immediately dispersed its boundless majesty.

The repulsive force that could not be defended and blocked caused Wayne's mind to gradually leave Mona's body. Along with this, the holy mark on the back of her hand gradually lost its luster. As several cracks opened, the holy mark no longer existed.

Mona was surprised. The stigmata represented the connection between her and Wayne. When the stigmata was erased, she lost not only the Golden Rule she received from Wayne, but also the contract witnessed by the Holy Word of the Golden Rule.

How is this possible? It’s so disloyal!

Mona refused to dissipate the stigmata and used the power within her body to maintain its existence. The Eye of Judgment increased its intensity and erased it every time Mona reshaped the contract.

The cycle goes on and on, frozen!

Wayne frowned at this scene, wondering why the evolutionary sequence of angels was so complicated. Suddenly, he thought of the possibility of seizing the body.

After all, it is the blood of St. George. If there is an evil tendency to seize the body in heaven, once the pollution is successful, his secretary will become the ancestor of the Queen's family.

Thinking of this hidden danger, Wayne didn't think much, his eyes bloomed with golden light, and he used all his strength to activate the holy will in his body, mobilized all the angels' golden laws, reshaped it with his mind into a holy spear, and crashed into the white fireball with a bang.

Upon entering the eyes, the Eye of Judgment towers high above, and the aura of destroying the world is like a violent dragon raging. The colors of the heaven and earth change, and all things tremble.

This momentum sensed the intrusion of Wayne's thoughts, and instantly became furious, turning into a raging and violent torrent. Wherever it swept, the sky collapsed, and the earth seemed to swallow up the entire world.

Behind the momentum, Wayne saw bright red blood, lustful fire burning the sky, and a pool of blood that seemed to hang upside down in the sky. There was a horror and shock that could not be described in words.

Extremely murderous!

Without thinking much, the holy spear plunged straight down, breaking through the layers of murderous blockade, and came to Mona's side.

Mona's wings spread out behind her, with three pairs of six wings above and below. She struggled between her brows, resisting the pressure of the Eye of Judgment, sensing Wayne's thoughts, and raised her hand to hold the Holy Spear.

The cracks in the contract healed, demonstrating her absolute loyalty.

The terrifying aura that shrouded the world instantly dissipated, and the Eye of Judgment slowly faded. After a vague sigh, the six wings behind Mona disappeared, and a golden cross appeared.

In the center of the light, golden lines are intertwined, showing the image of an eyeball.

Golden light integrated into Mona's body, her eyelashes trembled, she opened her eyes slightly, looking at the holy spear in her hand and the thoughts contained in it, her eyes were cold.

After a moment, she let out a sigh and noticed something else in her body.

Curse from hell!

Mona frowned, confused about the origin of the seal, tried to attack the seal to no avail, and closed her eyes completely.

The stigmata of the Eye of Judgment dissipated, and the six wings emerged. Four of them were removed, leaving only one pair.

The surrounding holy flame fireball disappeared, and Wayne stepped forward to catch the secretary who fell from the sky. He saw that the secretary's brows were furrowed and he seemed to be in a deep sleep, and a series of question marks floated across his forehead.

"If I read it correctly, I just had three pairs of wings. Is St. George's level that high?"

"Fortunately, we held on and didn't let him succeed."

Wayne sensed Wayne's contract, patted his butt and said: "The universe... wake up, it's dawn."

Mona has wings on her back. Despite these white wings, she does not show the anthropomorphic characteristics of the original angel. Wayne is not sure whether the evolution is a success or a failure. He only knows that this baptism comes with fine-tuning of the facial features, and the secretary is more beautiful than before.

.

Especially the one between the eyebrows is holy, pure and very taboo.

Mona opened her eyes, focused her vision, saw the face close at hand, raised her arms and hooked Wayne's neck, let out a lazy hum in her throat, raised her head and leaned towards him.

"Don't worry, check your body first."

Wayne's mind can freely come in and out of Mona's body, and he is still the same person as before. Indeed, he does not have the evolutionary characteristics of an angel. From this point of view alone, evolution should have failed.

Moreover, the silver cross and golden triangle in Mona's body disappeared without a trace, replaced by another balance.

Her mind and body are closely connected, and she is a balance within herself.

Wayne researched it, but he didn't quite understand. Angels are not angels, magicians are not magicians, and he couldn't figure out her current specific life form.

He has the appearance of a human, has the wings of an angel, and the holy light in his body is pure and clear; the human magician's balance system has disappeared, and he cannot strengthen himself through regular practice...

Very contradictory.

While Wayne was checking, Mona was also checking herself. She immediately looked at the back of her hand and found that the stigmata had disappeared, and her expression suddenly changed.

"Master, my contract is no longer there."

"No, the contract is still there, I can sense it."

"But the stigmata..."

Mona noticed the contract and tried to activate the stigmata to shine, but she didn't see anything and was extremely anxious.

"Uh, I think I saw it." Wayne said awkwardly.

"Where?"

"..."

Wayne didn't say anything. He waved his hand and set up a water mirror in front of him for Mona to see.

Looking at her pretty face in the mirror, Mona was a little surprised and secretly delighted. There were too many beauties around Wayne, making her seem ordinary and she had always felt stressed.

"Master, I change..."

Mona was stunned mid-sentence, slowly opened her mouth, and saw golden stigmata on her tongue.

It's quite hidden.

Dissipate the Golden Rule in the body, the stigmata disappears, activate the Golden Rule, and the stigmata reappear.

Mona wondered why the stigmata had changed its position and looked at Wayne, trying to get an explanation.

"Don't look at me, I'm still confused. How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?" Wayne asked, he was curious about what Mona's current balance meant.

Mona shook her head slightly, feeling no discomfort: "Although the Golden Triangle has disappeared, the balance is more stable. Now I..."

She didn't know how to describe it. She only knew that the power in her body was extremely powerful, and the endless energy seemed to be inexhaustible. Moreover, this power was still growing. Although the increase was very slow, she could clearly feel it.

"So, this is a good thing?"

"Probably."

"..."x2

The two of them stared at each other, unable to understand the current situation. Mona opened her mouth, still struggling with the changes in the stigmata, worried that there was something wrong with the contract, and asked Wayne to check it for him.

"There's really nothing I can do about you, so I'll just come and take a look."

Wayne lowered his head and bit it, his lips and teeth lingering, and after a moment, he said, "I checked it, there's nothing wrong with it."

Mona's body was stiff, and for some reason she was slightly repelled by this kind of intimate contact. She thought it might be a side effect of evolution, and took the initiative to ask for a kiss in order to adapt to it as soon as possible.

After trying, the conflict escalated and turned from a verbal battle into a physical conflict.

During the conflict, Mona felt the rejection from her heart, suppressed the discomfort, and responded with more intense conflict. Soon, the disgust of rejection disappeared.

She is fine!

Wayne is fine too.

Mona finished cleaning the battlefield, folded the wings behind her back, and put on her clothes one by one in front of Wayne.

As a secretary, she has become more and more professional.

"Boss, my body has undergone many changes, and I always feel like something is wrong..."

Mona put on her glasses and her vision was hazy. After taking off the lenses, her vision became clear.

She did not take off her glasses and reshaped her plain lenses with her mind. Firstly, she was used to wearing glasses and she would feel something short of it if she took them off. Secondly, glasses were her specialty and she knew how much Wayne liked the way she looked wearing glasses.

Especially the condescending, sideways action of pushing his glasses with one hand, coupled with the extremely disgusting eyes, as if he is looking at the most rubbish student in the class, it makes Wayne's blood boil every time.

Cross-dressing is optional, but glasses are definitely not allowed.

Mona put on the cross pendant and put it in the warehouse. After thinking about it, she waved her hand to her side and said in surprise: "Boss, I can open the portable space."

"Well, your thinking is very powerful now. It gives me the illusion that you can reach the sky in one step. Don't go to the detective agency these two days. I want to study you carefully."

"OK."

Mona nodded repeatedly. She felt the changes in herself. She was very puzzled by her aversion to being close to Wayne and wanted to know the cause of the disease.

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October 15th.

Kerr worked hard all night and went to the hotel private room to confront Archibald. His love temporarily came to an end, and he could only live in Lunden, thinking about going to the Papal States in search of poetry and distance.

Archibald rejected this kind of weird thing in his heart. If there were not seven reincarnated angels, one carrot and one pit, he would not accept this kind of thing as the same kind as himself.

Archibald did not express his dislike. In order to have a good relationship with his colleagues, he gladly accepted Kerr's invitation, put Titus in the hotel, and went to the Fallen Angel Bar arm in arm.
To be continued...