No one answered the call for a moment.
Ke Qier stared at Yi Cha as if he had discovered that he was a devil on the first day.
The angel's eyebrows and eyes formed an exaggerated angle, and his flawless fingers tightly twisted the roll of parchment back and forth, as if he was holding his own brain in his hand, and he was trying to manually activate it to understand the current situation. Condition.
go to hell?
Like most angels who were born during this seven thousand years of peace, also known as the Island Century, Kezier has never been to the Chaos Hell.
He hadn't thought about it at all.
This is the benefit of order. It prevents people from thinking about things outside of order.
He and Yicha met during a lecture tour given by Taliliqi, the great life priest of the Manling tribe - it was hard not to know each other. Among the green and greasy rope-shaped Manling tribesmen, they were like a pile of mung beans. The two glass marbles are so conspicuous.
Since then, he and Yi Cha have maintained good long-distance communication. Even if they have to discuss important topics face to face, they will choose the most secret, most balanced, and purest energy place among the nine planes - the Prime Minister's Garden in the Yuhengzhe Garden. This ensures that they discuss issues in a completely fair and just environment.
To be honest, after finding out that Yi Cha had missed the appointment, he was shocked just by trying to replay the situation from the pool in the Yuhengzhe Garden Center. The rough images of the chaotic hell burned his pure eyes like thick smoke.
Now this guy wants me to go to hell?
He just wanted me to go to hell, right?
Will I choke to death? Will it melt? Will it be discovered by the seventy-two demon gods and torn into pieces?
Once he started to think about it, the angel realized that this was something that he definitely couldn't dwell on.
Damn...
Oh no, there was absolutely no swearing this time... Damn it!
…
Nese's situation was slightly better, but not much better.
The warlock was stiff, standing even more upright than the statue of the Knights, and his eyes were fixed on the floor in the distance - just like the life-size portrait of Medusa painted there.
He put the hood up and down again, three times.
Nese knew that he could use the holy circle, precise instruments, pure spiritual source, sufficient concentration, and control over time, space, and stars to capture the moment when the planes collide, and guide the alien energy from other planes. Or projected into the past.
This is what a professional planar warlock should do, use a precise set of rituals, substances, and will structures to direct energy, just like using red-hot iron tongs to stir the fire, and occasionally fanning it to let the flames ignite more or simply extinguish it.
Even if the human world is to be destroyed twice in the flames, he should follow the correct sequence of operations and save it twice reasonably.
Instead of diving directly into the raging fire.
Absolutely not.
The only reason to do this was because the demon Yicha, who was sitting on the edge of the hole in the wall with his legs hanging leisurely, asked him to do so.
The breeze gently stroked the devil's black and red robes, making him look particularly respectable and correct.
Extremely irresistible.
Nesei has realized that Icha has no animosity toward the world or humans, and that he is probably the only demon with such an attitude. Now it seems that only by following him can we get in touch with the key to solving the doomsday of the main material plane.
This knowledgeable and kind demon, among so many humans, I was the one who got the chance to get along with him...
A chance to touch the truth, and maybe a chance to save the world.
The feeling of glory rose from the heart of the warlock. Even his talent in spells that had been touted by countless people had never made him feel such glory.
As said before, he should follow this God-given teacher no matter where he goes.
However, the horrific scenes of hell that I had been exposed to since childhood resurfaced in my mind.
Nese shook his head to get rid of those images.
Maybe the knowledgeable demon teacher has his own way? Like he miraculously saved himself from the clutches of death.
But no matter what, it is a chaotic hell that scares every human being...
…
silence.
Silent.
He was silent with all kinds of worries.
After a period of complex silence that mixed the sacred, evil, ordinary, joyful, and boring.
Snapped!
Just listen to Hikisi clapping her hands crisply.
"Okay!" Her violet eyes flashed with interest, and her charming voice echoed in the drafty cell, asking the question that was hovering in everyone's mind: "How to get there?"
Yi Cha turned around slowly, green flames burning in his eyes.
"So, have you thought about it?"
He is giving us time to make a choice...He respects our free will so much...Nese immediately realizes this.
He looked at Keqier. The angel was silent, and his golden eyes were still shining with confusion. Nese understands this very well. The basic characteristic of immortal creatures: slow reaction is vividly reflected in this guy.
"Of course I am on the path that the teacher takes."
So Nese immediately bowed and said.
Hikisi glanced at him in surprise. Unexpectedly, the little human warlock didn't flinch.
"I hope I can be by your side." Nesai said again.
Icha stood up and walked to the warlock.
He stirred up the disordered energy and transformed into a demon, with golden horn chains wrapped around his bright red horns.
very good.
A brave caterpillar, he was right.
Of course, it’s okay to be wrong.
He gently raised a hand and put it on Nese's head, but Nese didn't move. Keqier looked at them worriedly.
"you will die."
Yi Cha said slowly, feeling the young warlock under his hand begin to tremble.
Xiqisi's eyes lit up with excitement.
"Follow your instructions," Nesse finally said in a suppressed hiss.
Yi Cha smiled and said, "Okay."
He clutched the warlock's head.
…
Green flames shot up in his eyes, and a messy black mist began to escape from his body.
The warlock's head seemed to be sucked by something. The top of his head was close to Yi Cha's clutches, and all his facial features and face were flying upward.
hiss……
For just a moment, Nese was speechless.
His whole body trembled convulsively, and a terrible, sucking gurgling noise came from the connection between the top of his head and the devil's hand. The warlock's eyes and mouth were wide open, but there were only dark holes and blood dripping downwards.
With a bang, his tongue, eyes and brain were whipped clean in the direction of Tianling Gai.
The warlock's body shrank rapidly, and his skin first turned pale - because the blood in it had disappeared, and then turned into a dry gray.
Phew—GuluGulu…
Flesh was pumped from his insides.
In the blink of an eye, the warlock was reduced to an empty leather pocket.
vomit……
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Kezier vomited. Hicks clapped and laughed.
Yi Cha moved his fingers slightly - even the wrinkled dough pocket shrank upwards and disappeared between his fingers like elasticity.
Nesei's cloak lost its physical support and fell to the ground.
The warlock disappeared in his palm.
A caterpillar. To check.
The black fog became thicker. Still, waiting for his command.
The devil did not stop and concentrated on implementing the rules he had invented.
The energy of the warlock's flesh and blood material went up, was broken down by the horn chain, and returned to his palm again.
The palm was filled with this poor human's energy, as heavy as pig iron.
Yi Cha raised the palm and threw it upward.
A ball of gel-like air was thrown up by him.
The sounds of vomiting and laughter stopped in the air.
General illusion.
The blond young man appeared from mid-air and landed in front of them.
…
Nesse curled up on the ground and looked up at the demon blankly. His appearance was the same as before, and he didn't seem to understand what was happening.
Yi Cha rubbed his wrist.
After a while, Xiqisi and Keqier quietly gathered around, and the angel casually put clothes on Nesse - this was his nature.
"Teacher...?" Nesai's voice sounded, very weak.
"Only energy beings can cross the plane."
"This is……"
The plane warlock showed a confused expression. He felt light all over, and the magic tail of the devil's words still echoed lowly, but his brain no longer overreacted to it.
Young caterpillar.
Isaac looked at him encouragingly.
You are a butterfly now.
