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Chapter 141 Saving the Offspring

Chapter 141 Saving the Offspring

In the days that followed, Saint Gilles settled into Kato Megumi's world, constantly learning about magic from Tohru.

Thanks to his exceptional talent, Saint Gilles quickly learned all of Thor's magic, including his most treasured spells.

"Well then, I won't bother you any longer. Thank you, Thor. You've done a great job teaching me." Saint Gilles stood at the door of Kobayashi's apartment, thanking him in a rare relaxed tone.

Thor did indeed help Saint Gilles a lot during this time, teaching Saint Gilles a great deal of magic and even allowing him to create some magic himself.

It must be said that Thor, as an all-around magician, understands magic in every aspect, which also played a significant role in expanding Saint Gilles's thinking.

Thor also provided some assistance when Sanguis used psionic powers to replicate these magical effects.

On the other side, Thor smiled and nodded, waving goodbye to Saint Gilles. As she watched Saint Gilles leave, a sense of pride welled up in her heart.

"You're welcome to visit again sometime!"

Watching Saint Gilles turn and leave, his figure disappearing from this world, a strange sense of pride welled up inside her: "Is this what it feels like to teach an outstanding disciple? Not bad at all."

Thor found immense satisfaction in teaching Saint Gilles, a genius disciple who grasped concepts quickly and could apply them in new ways.

Meanwhile, after leaving the world where Kato Megumi was, Saint Gilles returned to his own world of super gods and, as usual, dealt with a backlog of affairs.

"As expected, I still want a brother whose essence in the subspace is making spreadsheets."

Looking at the mountain of official documents, Saint Gilles thought to himself, "I want a prime minister too."

"It was more comfortable when I was the emperor of the Second Empire. I didn't have to deal with government affairs. I just had to sign a document and that was it, except for mediating some minor conflicts between the Lion King and Gayman."

"However, the Lion King, like Hakimi, is relatively easy to appease. A few kind words will resolve the conflict, and the conflict is not difficult to handle."

""

As Saint Gilles reviewed the documents, he couldn't help but reminisce about his cheap brothers.

Although he inwardly resented being called a cheap brother, they were still blood brothers in this life, even if they weren't really human in essence, just sub-gods of the warp in human skin. Of course, Saint Gilles declared that he was an exception; he had always been human, and there was still some difference between him and his sub-god brothers of the warp in human skin.

After some time, Saint Gilles successfully finished all his official duties. He breathed a sigh of relief, rose from his seat, and headed toward the place where his offspring, consumed by crimson thirst and black rage, were laid to rest.

"Hopefully, the magic I learned from Thor will have some effect on this..."

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Passing through the cold metal corridor, at the end, the heavy isolation door opened silently, and a huge static force field was arranged neatly like a series of crystal coffins, inside which were frozen tall, burly, but hideous and tormented figures.

These were the Holy Blood Angels who had fallen into black rage and crimson thirst on the Void Battlefield.

"Father."

A Blood Angel standing guard before his fellow warriors, frozen in a static field, looked at the arrival of his own Gene Father with a mixture of surprise and barely perceptible excitement.

He immediately removed his helmet, knelt on one knee, and respectfully bowed to Saint Gilles.

Saint Gilles gazed at his offspring before him, recalling information about them from his mind.

Although he now has many children, Saint Gilles still keeps track of their information.

He nodded slightly and said softly, "Yes, open one of the stasis fields, Feng Yao, and release one of your sons who is trapped in the genetic curse."

"Yes, Father."

The Holy Blood Angel did not hesitate for a moment, nor did it ask any questions. Instead, it faithfully carried out the Father of Genetics' orders.

Following Sanguis's orders, he manipulated the control panel and activated a stasis field that held his combat brethren.

The instant the static field failed, the Holy Blood Angel, consumed by crimson thirst and black rage, roared and charged directly at Feng Shu.

"Horus!!!!

Just as the Holy Blood Angel, who was roaring Horus, raised his chainsaw sword and charged towards Saint Gilles' offspring,

Saint Gilles raised his hand and used purification magic, a blue-white light shining on his offspring.

The moment the light touched the Blood Angel afflicted by the genetic curse, his frenzied movements abruptly halted.

"Ugh..."

"7

The offspring let out a painful groan, and then a miracle occurred: his eyes, which had been bloodshot with bloodlust and rage, returned to their usual calm.

The Holy Blood Angel shook its heavy head.

Looking around blankly, the Holy Blood Angel, who had just awakened from the genetic curse caused by the void, asked Saint Gilles with some uncertainty, "Father? Is it really you? Have we won?"

"It worked! The purification magic I learned from Thor really works!" Saint Gilles thought to himself, it went even more smoothly than he had expected.

"Yes, my son, we have won. I have found a way to save you from the genetic curse."

Saint Gilles nodded, his tone tinged with joy. At first, he had been skeptical about the purification magic he had learned from Thor and was unsure if it would work.

However, it seems that the current situation is not bad.

His offspring have once again successfully escaped the genetic curse.

Standing beside Saint Gilles, Feng Yao witnessed his battle brother recovering from the genetic curse and was extremely shocked; it was nothing short of a miracle.

In recent years, their own genetic father has also been feeding them panaceas and cures again in an attempt to cure this genetic curse once more.

However, the genetic curse caused by the void could not be cured, and now there is a group of combat brothers and angels in the laboratory conducting research together.

And his own father, after descending from the golden throne, once again rescued his offspring who were trapped in the genetic curse.

For a moment, Feng Yao was filled with admiration and emotion, and his heart was filled with excitement.

In his view, his father not only drained his own spiritual energy every day to plug the gap during these ten years, but also constantly thought about how to save his offspring.

Their father never gave up on them! Their own father kept his promise!

On the other hand, the offspring who were saved by Saint Gilles from the curse of Black Wrath and Bloodthirst have the utmost respect and worship for their genetic father.