MTL - Evolved From Polluting the World-Chapter 65 I will be the light

Sally's full moon is very useful, at least in Phoenix's eyes.

The notion that you can plunder others very easily.

After completely encroaching on the concept of Warden Jagwyn, she put away her wings, changed her appearance and shape, and turned back to her previous appearance - an ordinary, Nordic-looking woman.

Now, she can finally meet Mary at ease.

She walked towards Mary's cottage step by step. Unlike the previous anxiety, the mood is very peaceful. Perhaps, this is the calm after the storm.

Mary's hut is not big, only about four rooms in size.

Phoenix couldn't help but think, according to Mary's character before, these four rooms should be: kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, and fitting room. Because Mary used to be a model, no matter where she lived, she always had a fitting room.

"I don't know if it is now."

Phoenix thought about it, and his footsteps landed in front of the door of the hut.

She knocked gently on the door.

"Who?!" In the room, Mary's voice was clearly alert and nervous.

It seemed that he was frightened by the previous situation.

"It's me, Fei." Phoenix replied softly.

The room suddenly fell into dead silence, and after a long pause, there was a sound of ding ding dong dong.

With a slam, the door was pushed open, almost hitting Phoenix.

She took a step back, looked at Mary and smiled:

"Mary, you were so careless, I almost got hit."

Marie's appearance hasn't changed much, she's even a little... younger.

For an evolutionary of her level, twelve years is not enough time for the years to carve marks on the skin.

Mary Gean looked at Phoenix, who had been away for twelve years, and was a little dazed for a while. Her eyes were so hard to focus that she looked dull.

Then, she shook her head to wake herself up, and after confirming that she was in the real world again and again, Phoenix's face came into view completely and clearly.

"Grow up." The emotions of many years have become this sentence.

It's a lot like what a mother would say to her child.

However, for Mary, Phoenix was indeed like her child in the past.

Mary Geran bent down and hugged Phoenix tightly.

The emotions of the two people are fused together with their body temperature.

After a long time, Mary let go of her, smiling and crying again.

Phoenix stood on tiptoe, wiped away her tears, and said softly:

"Mary, you've become sensitive."

Mary twitched her nose,

"The wind blew into her eyes." She dragged Phoenix into the room, "Come in first."

After entering the room, Phoenix felt like home. It was my first time here, but it was probably home where Mary was there.

"Mary's tastes so good." Phoenix looked around and said with a smile.

Marie said,

"What is my smell? It's obviously the smell of charcoal, ink, and aromatherapy."

Although it was a wooden house, Mary built a fireplace. In the fireplace, the charcoal was burning just right, and the sound of sparks popping seemed very pleasant.

There was a piece of spice on the small platform above the fireplace, and the temperature passed on was just enough to make the spice volatilize.

Mary moved a small stool and poured a cup of hot water.

"Just a moment. I didn't expect people to come here, so I didn't prepare extra stools."

She herself was leaning against the desk lightly, half-sitting. This makes her, who is close to 1.9 meters, even more slender.

Phoenix holds the hot water. The temperature difference between indoor and outdoor made the tip of her nose slightly red. She sighed lightly and asked:

"Why do you think no one will come?"

Mary said with a smile,

"I'm specifically looking for places where no one is there."

"why?"

"It's too noisy outside. There are religious disputes everywhere. I didn't like that feeling, so I found a place to hide."

Phoenix blinked and asked,

"So, you don't know what happened to Earth?"

"Did something big happen?"

Phoenix smiled and shook his head,

"No, it's still messy. It's nothing major. But do you plan to stay here forever?"

Mary looked at Phoenix,

"What do you think?"

Phoenix looked up,

"I want to go on adventures with you like I did before."

"sure."

"However, I still have a lot to do."

"Can I help you?"

"Well, in Mary's case, no."

Mary was a little lost, but she was not passive,

"Alright. But, I can wait for you."

"That's great." Phoenix lowered his head, his tone slightly solemn.

"What's wrong with you?" Mary has always been sensitive to Phoenix's changes in expression.

Phoenix shook his head,

"It's nothing. It's just a pity that I can't go on an adventure with Mary right away."

"It's okay, there's more time."

"Um."

Mary crouched down and put her hands on Phoenix's knees,

"Let's not talk about anything else, tell me exactly what happened 12 years ago? Where have you been in these 12 years? The team leader told me that you passed the deep sea crack in the Antarctic. I wanted to go to find you before, but unfortunately I am too weak to even approach."

Looking at Mary's expectant expression, Phoenix couldn't bear to deceive her, but she couldn't tell the truth. She was afraid that Mary would be like Pergmont, unable to get along with her properly.

After hesitating for a while, before she could speak, Mary spoke first.

"It doesn't matter if you can't say it. As long as you come back well, it doesn't matter."

Phoenix felt relieved. Mary had always been like this, she thought, always tolerant of herself, good and bad.

This selfless tolerance made Phoenix feel ashamed while relaxing.

Mary stood up, smiled and asked:

"Do you want something to eat? My house is small, but I have prepared a lot of ingredients, all of which are fresh from my own hunting and cultivation. There are deep-sea fish, mountain birds, pure natural vegetables, in short, many, many ."

Phoenix saw the expectation in Mary's eyes.

Mary was looking forward to having lunch with herself.

Of course she couldn't refuse,

"Okay, I like to eat whatever Mary does."

"OK!"

"Let me fight you."

"Oh, no, just sit down. Although I don't know how you found me, you must have traveled a lot, so you must be tired!"

"OK then."

Mary went into the kitchen, and as soon as she entered, she stuck her head out again and said cautiously:

"Don't sneak away quietly."

"how come!"

"That's good."

Then, contentedly, Mary began to work in the kitchen.

Phoenix stood up and walked around the hut.

There are bathrooms and bedrooms. But there was no fitting room as she had envisioned, instead a study.

She went into the study.

The window is supported by a stick, and the sea breeze blows in, flipping the notebook on the desk.

She walked over curiously, picked up the notebook, and the pen in it slipped out and fell on the table, spattering a little ink. She cleaned up and started looking.

After watching for a while, she asked aloud:

"Mary, are you writing a novel?"

The kitchen is only separated by a wall. Mary replied:

"Well. I live a self-sufficient seclusion life now, and I always want to write something so that my brain doesn't rust. The penultimate row under the desk is all written by me."

Phoenix turned his gaze and saw that the penultimate row below was filled with the same notebooks, with a total of fourteen volumes.

"So many!"

Mary replied with a smile,

"I felt like I had a lot of stories in my head, so I wrote them all down."

"Is there a publication?"

"Let's wait until the world is at peace. I don't know if I can wait."

Phoenix said firmly,

"It's definitely possible, definitely!"

"hope so."

Phoenix sat down and quietly read Mary's creation.

The sound in the kitchen became a reassuring background music.

She didn't come to her senses until Mary asked her to eat.

"It's so well written, Mary, why didn't I know you had this talent?" Phoenix said at the dinner table.

After dividing the meal, Mary said:

"Before, with your oil bottle, where would I have the chance to show my talent?"

"It's weird."

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you." Mary smiled, "Just blame this bad world."

Phoenix nodded straight.

"That's right, this wicked world!"

Mary asked,

"Are you going to leave later?"

"Um."

Mary didn't ask where to go,

"Will you come back?"

"Of course I'll be back."

"That's good..." Mary didn't force Phoenix to stay, she only hoped to see you again, "By the way, what about Alcott?"

Phoenix's hand holding the knife and fork paused,

"She separated from me."

"separate?"

"Yeah. But don't worry about it. There's no conflict between us, it's just good for us to be apart. We'll do our own thing," Phoenix said. "I'm going to find her. She'll be happy , Mary, you are still so healthy and happy."

Mary was silent for a while,

"Fei, you're not lying to me. Are you having a conflict with Alcott?"

"how come!"

"Then... well. However, no matter what happened between you, I hope it will be fine in the end."

Phoenix breathed a sigh of relief. Mary's intuition is terrible, she thought.

After dinner,

Phoenix said contentedly,

"This is the happiest meal I have ever eaten in my life!"

"Is it so exaggerated?"

"certainly!"

"Then get things done quickly, I'll make you so happy every day from now on."

"Don't be like coaxing a child!"

"Haha." Mary chuckled lightly, "Aren't you the same as before, just a child."

Phoenix asked carefully,

"Do you think I'm the same as before?"

Mary raised her eyebrows and thought about it.

"Apart from growing up and looking beautiful, is there any change that I didn't notice?"

Phoenix smiled like the sun,

"Nope!"

"Okay. However, do you always feel like you care about something?"

"Well, maybe it's because I'm afraid that Mary doesn't like me."

"I like everything you become."

Phoenix Nunuzui,

"It's really something an old mother would say."

"It doesn't seem to be a problem."

After dinner,

Phoenix sat for a while, watching Mary finish the kitchen work before saying goodbye to her.

She didn't like the feeling of being watched by others, so she disappeared.

After leaving Mary's cabin, Phoenix's goal became clearer.

She was going to heaven, to Alcott, to Qiao Xun, to make atonement.

…

After Alcott devoured the second day, he took a step closer to eroding the third day.

Only then did the angels in heaven fully understand what had happened.

When they began to call for Gabriel, the Knight, Guard, and Guard Commander of Heaven, they found that the great Gabriel had long since disappeared.

The place of glory on the seventh day, the Origin Square.

The angels gathered again and called to Michael, who was a hundred signs, to inform him of the current situation in heaven.

"Where did Gabriel go? Shouldn't he be responsible for stopping the Eater of Worlds?" a main angel asked.

"We haven't found any trace of him. Even if he is swallowed by the World Eater, he should leave traces. Besides, with his strength, he will not be swallowed at all."

"Could it be that he neglected his duties?"

"Gabriel's character should not be questioned! He is the backbone of heaven, and he will never escape from the battlefield!"

"But where is he? There should always be an explanation! Originally, he was asked to guard the second day, but now the third day is almost devoured!"

"We should have understood earlier that this was a premeditated attack on heaven! Maybe Gabriel was held back by other attackers?"

"How did the response system of heaven have fallen to this point? Shouldn't we reflect on it? Why did we not notice when the World Eater appeared in heaven? Respond consciously?"

"After God's calendar was broken, heaven has always been peaceful and stable. Besides, heaven has never had foreign enemies. This incident can be regarded as an accident!"

"Accident? Even if it is an accident, why are we so slow to respond? Shouldn't we reflect on whether there is a problem with the current heaven management system? If the Lord can directly convey his will to us, the first time the World Eater appears, Lord will tell us!"

"Are you questioning Michael?"

"I never said that."

"You take one bite of the Lord's will. Can't Michael represent the Lord's will?"

"I don't know. I don't know if Michael of Baixiang is our light."

At the round table of angels in Origin Square, the angels were arguing endlessly.

Now the blow to heaven has gradually opened a crack among the angels.

It was not until Michael's arrival that the debate barely stopped.

Michael of all appearances came out of the light,

"Everyone, there are two unknowns in our heaven. These two unknowns are the reason why heaven cannot solve the problem again and again."

"Please be clear."

"One unknown is related to the disappearance of Gabriel, and the other unknown is related to Raphael."

"Where's Raphael? Let her come out. She hasn't participated in the round table for a long time."

"Raphael guards the years of our heaven. The years of heaven also need her to guard them every step of the way, so as not to be destroyed." Michael said.

"Then what should we do? Watching the World Eater devour one heaven after another?"

Michael's face was expressionless and his heart was calm. He looked directly in front of the Origin Square,

"We can no longer make concessions. If the third day is destroyed, it means that we have completely lost our emotional bond."

He declared,

"We need Uriel to enforce justice, we need Metatron to reshape the contract, we need Raguel to reveal good deeds, and we need Lemuel to rule the order."

Four of the twelve angels of creation were given a mission by Michael.

They responded to this mission one after another.

Of the twelve angels of creation, three of them died in the war of broken God's calendar, and two of them have not yet completed their recovery. Raphael guards the years, Gabriel is nowhere to be seen, Shariel has not returned to the earth, Michael passed on the will of the Lord.

The remaining four angels were all thrown into the battlefield.

All the angels realize that this is the final battle of judgment and must be won. Otherwise, Heaven will be completely out of control.

Michael went on to announce,

"Master angels, show the virtues of managers. Power angels, show the virtues of heroes. Power angels, show the virtues of guardians."

After Michael made the announcement, he gradually sank into the light. He said to the angels:

"I will deal with the unknown. I will shine with glory. I will guard the sky. I will stare above the sky."

He disappeared into the light.

From the light came his last voice,

"I will be transformed into light."

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