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364 Death is not the life of two worlds! 6,000 characters guaranteed(2/4)

 Auriel's combat power has never been the weakest among the archangels!
 …
 “Frank, are you back?”
 Frank's wife hurried to the door to greet him.
 It is hard not to worry about what happened before. Whether it was the battle with Anderson or the arrival of Bulcaisel, this woman tensed her nerves.
 Seeing that her husband was safe and sound, the tense atmosphere disappeared a lot.
“I will stay with you at home in the next few days.”
Frank hugged the soulful body of his wife, the coldness constantly reminding Frank that this was already a dead person.
 “Dude! What’s wrong with you?”
 Frank's daughter is being held by Jill, standing not far away looking at her father and mother.
Although you are not very old, your ability to feel emotions has nothing to do with your age.
Perhaps because of her nervousness, little Lisa spoke with a strange accent.
 “Lisa, it’s okay, are you happy today?”
 Frank said to his daughter with a smile on his face.
 The case has been decided.
Gil, who was standing aside, was looking down at the ring on his hand.
He remembered everything Prius said before.
 The ring of unity on his hand makes him a weakness to Bulcaisel.
 Now he doesn't know anything about the extraordinary, so he feels worried and guilty.
 Being a dragster is not a lovable identity, but children are always unable to seek strong ones.
 Unless he can find something like a radiation pile or mutated insects in a short period of time, and then put his own life on the scale of fate.
“Father, I have something to discuss with you.”
 Gill said softly.
Like the sound of flying mosquitoes.
 But no one in the room heard it, so the room became much quieter at this time.
Just when Frank was about to ask his son in detail what he wanted to say, the roar of an engine came and then disappeared outside their house.
“Hey, Amy! I’m just saying there must be something wrong with the TARDIS! She hasn’t been nice to me lately!”
 A somewhat cheerful voice came, and then there was a knock on the Frank family's door.
“Doctor, where is this place?”
 Another female voice sounded, her voice slightly panicked.
 “Wait a minute, I have to ask.”
The male voice said while knocking on the door intensively.
“A sonic screwdriver can’t do anything with a wooden door, so we’d better hope there’s someone inside.”
While the man was chattering, the door was opened.
 Frank's hand was hidden under his clothes, holding a pistol in his hand.
This world has been very weird recently, so we can’t let down our guard.
"Who are you!?"
Frank said this.
Although he felt a little familiar when he heard the sonic screwdriver, the person in front of him did not have a pair of ears.
 So Frank was ready to shoot at any time.
“Hello, I didn’t expect to meet you again. I am a doctor and I am still me, but I am not the me you know anymore.”
 Doctor Who greeted Frank cheerfully, and it seemed that meeting an acquaintance made him happy.
 “Where is your Feng Er? I don’t think you have any way to prove your identity.”
 Frank took his hand out from the hem of his clothes and thrust a submachine gun into Doctor Who's chest.
This guy who doesn't know that he is a child of time still calls himself a time lord, but when he faces a problem that requires proving that he is me, his behavior is not much different from ordinary people.
“You are giving me a hard time, but haven’t we fought together before?”
 Doctor Who smiled and patted Frank's shoulders heavily with both hands.
  I don’t think that my actions will cause the firearm to misfire at all.
Of course there was no misfire, and Frank’s control over firearms may be the best in the world.
Even if it is not first, it will not fall out of the top three.
Doctor Who's cheerful behavior made Frank even more suspicious.
“Listen, I remember the situation very clearly. You have a pair of eye-catching ears.
 Any method of changing one's appearance that I know of will never make such a big change in a person!"
 Frank put the barrel of his gun against Doctor Who's chest and walked out of the room, then closed the door with his foot.
He did not let down his guard, but the person in front of him did have the same subtle feeling as when he saw him before.
 “How long has it been since we last met?”
 Doctor Who said with a smile.
Having always traveled through various timelines, he was a little lost at this time.
  Can’t even figure out the time in front of me.
 In his world, he has already experienced two rebirths.
 That’s a long enough time.
 It’s been almost ten years.
 “Less than three months.”
Frank said this.
 Looking at the person in front of you coldly.
 Different worlds mean that the flow rate of time is also different.
 Doctor Who scratched his head, still with a cheerful smile on his face.
 “So, Merlin has something to do with me again?”
 He muttered something softly.
 Then he introduced his companions to Frank.
“This is my fulfillment partner, Amy Pond. By the way, where is the soldier I saw last time? I think what happened this time is probably related to him.”
 Doctor Who said a little rudely.
 It is obviously not appropriate to mention other issues when introducing one's friends, but fortunately Amy doesn't care.
 As for the relationship between the two people, it is a bit complicated.
 Companies who fulfill are right, but they are much more than that.
 Amy is his mother-in-law.
 It's just that in the current time, his wife has not been born yet.
“I remember the girl you were with last time was named Rose Tiger.”
 Frank said with some scrutiny.
 He deliberately called Ross Taylor by the wrong name as a test.
To be continued...
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