One hour later.

"Ah, although it's already late at night, you can still find a fast restaurant that opens the door." Qinggong curled himself on the wide and soft sofa chair, turned around and apologized to Mikoto beside him, "Sorry, it seems that you can't go back to the dormitory tonight."

Mikoto smiled hoarsely, shook her head gently, and then her expression wrinkled unconsciously again. When she looked at the man sitting opposite the Qing Palace, a trace of vigilance flashed in her amber eyes from time to time.

The man's face was firm, and his three-dimensional facial features like stone carvings gave him a majesty of being unhappy. It was the opposite of the lazy Qinggong, which was like a cat. Even on the soft sofa chair, his figure was still sitting straight, like a soldier, making the man exude a serious temperament.

It's no wonder Mikoto looked at the man so vigilantly. The person who had just been hostile to each other not long ago sat on a dining table in just one hour, and anyone would be alert.

"Why should I choose this place..." The back water glanced at the Coke in his hand speechlessly, "There are obviously more choices..."

"Do you really think I'm taking you out for a midnight snack?" Qing Gong rolled his eyes, threw a piece of French fries into his mouth, and said while chewing, "Aren't you what you want to talk about?"

"It's hard for me to continue in this atmosphere." A rare smile appeared on Zhishui's face in the back. "I said that apart from the power itself, I have no malicious intentions towards you."

"I believe it." Qinggong said directly, but he still didn't put down the fries in his hand. He handed one to Mikoto's mouth. Mikoto was stunned for a moment, then rolled her eyes slightly, and looked at Qinggong with anger and amusedness, but her eyes were dispersed at Zhishui behind her.

"However, I'm really curious, what do you want to say." Qing Gong stuffed the fries into his mouth and snapped his fingers with a snap. The snow top in front of him that had melted apart instantly solidified again, emitting a wave of tempting air conditioning. Even the melted part seemed to have been repaired with a carving knife. Qing Gong snapped his fingers again, and the snow top flew up from the table and came to Mikoto, shaking it lightly, as if reminding Mikoto to take it.

"..." Mikoto was completely helpless and had to take the snow top, glared at Qinggong, and dug it hard on the ice cream.

She really couldn't think of anything to talk about with the person in front of her.

Science and magic belong to different systems, and today Mikoto has completely seen this. Whether it is the glowing Bible or the Russian adult religion who can release various magical systems with his hands, Mikoto has completely known them. But because of this, Mikoto is worried.

With her eyesight, it is not difficult to see the power of the water behind. If you infer it a little, you can know that his status there will be at least not lower than that of the Qing Palace in the Academy City. What can such a person talk about with the Qing Palace?

"Do you still remember what I said before?" The back nodded Mikoto's expression at this time. His expression became serious, "I mentioned it when you and me were fighting."

"Ah, you seem to have said something like gods, right?" Qing Gong patted his hands gently, patted the chips on his hand, and wiped his fingers with a tissue. "Until now, I don't understand what the question you are asking."

This was said to Zhishui behind him, but the Qing Palace secretly opened its own domain and gently pushed away the surrounding "stagnant air return line". It was not because it involved any secrets, but just a habitual action.

"Do you know what the essence of magic is?" He seemed to feel the opening of the Qing Palace Domain. Zhishui shook his head behind him, subconsciously picked up the ice cola in front of him and took a sip. Then he was slightly stunned and couldn't help but smile bitterly again, "I haven't drunk it for a long time."

"The essence of magic?" Qing Gong was stunned. He really asked him, "It's probably similar to superpowers, it's just like developing magic circuits, using magic power, etc...."

"Inject magic into your blood vessels and nerves, and through body movements or gestures, you can use magic as long as you show symbols." The water behind me simply took a sip of Coke again, "Have you ever thought about why this is because of it?"

Qing Palace was stunned.

"You can use magic by relying solely on movement. Don't you think it's too incredible?" Zhishui from behind sighed, "I really shouldn't say this."

"Have you ever thought about where the opposition between science and magic comes from?" Despite saying that, the water behind had no intention of stopping at all. "Why can't superpowers use magic, do you know?"

"Isn't it because the basic circuits are different?" Qing Gong frowned and said subconsciously, "Once the magic power is out of control, it will tear the blood vessels and nerves in the whole body. At the very least, it will be internal bleeding, and at the worst, it will be a large amount of body tissue burst... Is there anything wrong?"

He was really confused by the water behind him, and he didn't understand what he was talking about had to do with the past.

"Yes, not right." Zhishui behind nodded and shook his head again, "I'll ask you this, where does my power come from?"

"Aren't you a saint yourself?" Qing Gong frowned and said in confusion, "It seems that a saint has some holy marks or something, I don't know much about this... Wait!" He was stunned halfway through his words!

It seemed as if something flashed through his mind, perhaps some thoughts he had thought about, or a broken light of inspiration, perhaps irrelevant, but Qinggong clearly felt that this thing was extremely important to him.

The atmosphere became silent for a moment.

"'Power of God'." After a long time, Qing Palace spoke slowly. Unlike before, his face became extremely solemn, "Your power comes from the 'Right Seat of God', that is, 'water', and the corresponding one is the archangel's 'Power of God'!"

"That's right." A flash of praise flashed in Zhishui's eyes behind him, "Then you think about another question."

"If there were no archangel 'power of god' in the world," the water behind him slowly spoke, "What would I do?"

If there is no ‘power of god’ in the world, what will happen to the water behind?

When Qing Gong suddenly heard this question, his mind was empty at first, but he didn't react for a while, but thinking about the words that Zhishui said just now made Qing Gong vaguely feel that he could wear them together...

"Your ability will disappear." While Qing Palace lowered its head and thought, a voice sounded softly from beside it. It was not loud, but it was like a thunder exploded in the heart of Qing Palace!

Qinggong suddenly turned around, looked at Mikoto's calm face beside him, and subconsciously widened his eyes.

"Your ability will disappear, right?" Mikoto slowly raised her head, her voice trembling slightly, but her eyes were extremely calm, "In other words, the so-called magic is..."

"Yes, not right." Zhishui from behind finally smiled, with a hint of relief in his smile, "However, there are two possibilities."

"If the 'power of God' disappeared before I was born, my power would indeed disappear." The water behind me whispered, "But if someone defeated the 'power of God' and killed her now..."

"I will become... the new archangel!"
Chapter completed!