I accidentally pulled out the black light virus and I became invincible.

"Yan, are you okay?" Qiangwei asked.

"I'm fine." Yan's voice was a little weak.

She, who had always been proud, actually felt a little discouraged at this time.

She thought that she would die in battle, and was trampled on by others, but she never thought that she would meet someone who could easily obtain her flaming sword, as if it was originally his.

Mercer did not use force just now, and his words were not vicious.

But falling into his hands made Yan feel powerless.

Perhaps the boy in front of him was full of firepower, and even with his thousand years of combat experience, he couldn't resist his attack.

"The ability he just made me fly over is not any divine power we are familiar with. He... doesn't look like a person from this world."

Yan stared at Mercer's back and said slowly.

"It doesn't look like people from this world, how can it be from other worlds?" Qiangwei twitched the corner of her mouth, "Is there such a thing?"

Yan spread his hands around, "Isn't our current reality ridiculous? Before the war, this kind of thing only existed in your science fiction novels."

Qiangwei looked at her and said, "It seems to be the same thing, but at least now it seems that he really has no ill intentions towards us Daxia people. You can only take it one step at a time."

Yan nodded silently.

Liang Bing, who had been following Mercer, gently pressed his ears and whispered: "Atuo, analyze the Earthling in front of me and see what's different about him."

Atmosphere, a pair of giant black wings hundreds of meters wide.

This is Liang Bing's demon fleet group.

Central control room.

A demon two or three meters tall stood behind the operator and looked at the data panel in front of him. Atuo spoke to Liang Bing through the radio.

"Queen, the analysis results are out, the person in front of you..."

He hesitated for a while, then carefully looked at the data on the panel, and then continued after Liang Bing's doubtful urging.

"Queen, the person in front of you is an ordinary person. There is no dark energy in him at all!"

Liang Bing cursed in a low voice, "Fart, I just saw him take away that angel's flaming sword with my own eyes. This can't be an ordinary person."

"But Queen, that's what the data shows..." A'tuo said aggrievedly.

"Okay, maybe he has some advanced concealment methods, and that's it, he died."

Liang Bing hurriedly said a few words and quickly followed Mercer in front of him.

After a while, Mercer's room.

Looking at the three beauties sitting in his room, Mercer looked helpless.

"I said, don't you have your own room? Why are you all crowded in my room?"

Because of their entry, the room was filled with the faint fragrance of women.

Demon Queen Liang Bing, quasi-angel queen Yan and Qiangwei who are qualified to become the God of Time and Space, just by themselves, they are top beauties that thousands of men fall under the pomegranate skirt.

Fortunately, Mercer is not a sex demon, otherwise no one would be able to escape here.

Because of what happened just now, Yan was still staring at Mercer, trying to read something on his face.

Qiangwei didn't say anything at the side. She only followed because she was afraid that the two sides would fight. She came to prepare to break up the fight.

As for Liang Bing, she was holding a collection of jokes and laughing.

The atmosphere is extremely weird.

Mercer pointed at the door and said to Chao Yan, "If you come to me to play a game of staring at each other, you can go back. I won't play."

"Being able to easily intercept the data of my flaming sword requires at least three generations of super warriors and above. Who are you? If there was you on Earth before, why didn't you come out to help?"

Yan asked very sharp questions, directly putting Mercer on the moral high ground, asking him why he didn't come out before and only appeared now when he had such a strong ability.

This questioning tone made Mercer very unhappy. He rolled his eyes and turned to look out the window, looking into the distance.

"You still talk to me in such a questioning tone, do you think you can beat me?"

"You!" After hearing what Mercer said, Yan stood up angrily, "Don't be too arrogant!"

She was really anxious, and it would be trivial to intercept the flaming sword, but what if she invaded the weapons arsenal of the previous Queen of Angels, Holy Kesha?

The Queen of Angels' arsenal contains the most powerful weapons of all the angels in the past. This kind of weapon is at the level of an artifact even if it is carried alone.

If it falls into the wrong hands, the problem will be serious.

"Hey, can you help me?" Looking at this tense scene, Qiangwei poked Liang Bing next to her.

Liang Bing crossed his left leg with his right leg and watched the fighting between the two with relish.

"Why should I help? I quite like watching angels being defeated and fighting each other."

Qiangwei rolled her eyes helplessly, "You really don't mind the excitement."

"By the way, why have you been staying here?" Mercer asked Angel Yan.

Yan stared at Mercer for a while, but the latter had no intention of telling him. Now that he really couldn't challenge him, he had no choice but to withdraw the flaming sword and ignore his question.

Qiangwei explained: "She is looking for Lena. Now only Lena can cure her injury."

"Rena? Oh, look for her." Mercer nodded, focusing on the wound on Yan's abdomen.

It was a penetrating wound covered in blood, which Mercer noticed as soon as he arrived.

The Lena they talk about is the main god of the Lieyang Heavenly Way.

With the energy of the sun in his body, he is a ferocious being that can easily launch nuclear-level attacks.

With such powerful energy for attacking, there are naturally ways to use this energy for healing.

After becoming super soldiers, they no longer need medicine to treat injuries like ordinary people.

As long as there is enough energy, they can use this energy to heal the body, to the extent that even a broken limb can be restored in the blink of an eye.

Thinking of this level, he must be at least a demigod, that is, the level of a third-generation super soldier.

The first and second generations also have this kind of healing ability, but it will be slower.

"Can we only use solar energy?" Mercer asked.

Yan snorted.

"Not necessarily, it's just that the best option I can find now is solar energy, and I can't find anything else that can restore me... What are you doing?"

While speaking, the silent Mercer walked up to Yan.

When she asked this question, Mercer's right hand turned into an afterimage and struck directly at her red mouth, and an unknown object was stuffed into her mouth.

"You, what did you do, what did you do to me!"

Yan coughed repeatedly, and she felt something in Mercer's hand was stuffed into her mouth.

Before he could cough a few times, the stuff spread out, flowed into his throat, and spread all over his internal organs in an instant.

"It's a great tonic, feel it."