Icha didn't hate Chaos Hell.
In fact, after these days of prison life in the main material plane, which lasted like years, those backflowing sulfur waterfalls with thick black smoke, the bare weathered skulls on the ground, and the red sky that occasionally blew past the large swarms of insects, all came to his mind. It looks more and more cute in my memory.
There were many things he liked.
Such as convenient materials.
The thick top-grade fibrous bone dust at the foot of the Three-Story Knife Mountain in Kishino is an excellent stabilizer, and the original marrow stone can often be found among the remains of corpses in the Burning Valley - by the way, he usually keeps one with him. Bags refined.
The appearance of this thing is a porous irregular ball. The holes contain a large amount of disordered power. It also contains the corresponding spiritual energy according to the mood of the corpse owner before marrowing. After refining, it is very suitable as an additional energy source.
And those activities.
The most popular one, and the hardest to get a good seat at, is of course the Brand Trial.
The trial is held every one hundred and fifty years on the three-story mountain of Chisino, where all new members will exchange part of their souls for their real names given by the King of Demons, and then have their names written in devilish language branded on Chisino as an anchor point on the flaming cliff.
Many names are destined to be forgotten from the moment they are taken. After all, many demons are not very literate.
This later triggered a period of chaos: since Beelzebub was promoted to the King of Demons, the efficiency of Hell's broadcasts has been seriously affected - no one can really distinguish among the buzzing of ten thousand flies She is announcing today's weather or the edict purging traitors.
So Beelzebub's idea was to simply describe the main content in words, just like what you saw above.
This made the situation worse, and the disadvantages of illiteracy immediately appeared - a large number of demons who ignored her carefully crafted irregular evening program.
By the way, many demons don't have mouths either, so they can't even ask others.
Of course, the matter was eventually resolved.
In a very painful way.
As the most knowledgeable demon, Beelzebub asked him to teach the entire Chaos Hell about sixteen hundred years of demonic literature.
This is truly an unforgettable experience.
When the last demon recited "Sonnets of the Violent Dead" fluently and walked out of Yicha's house, he looked at the empty-headed figure when he came and the gentle figure when he left. He immediately fell on his back and fell asleep for one hundred and fifty years. Year.
This incident brought about both a good result and a bad effect.
The bad influence was naturally that Beelzebub became very impressed with him.
The bad thing about this influence is that no one wants to leave any impression on Beelzebub. Even the demon gods who shared Beelzebub's ideals stayed away from her.
because of her……
Forget it, let’s talk about it after seeing her.
But this good result is pretty good, and it can barely make up for the 1,600 years of psychological trauma he suffered from the stupid demons.
That is, he was allowed to name himself.
He was able to erase his demonic name on Flame Cliff and give himself a new name.
Naturally, his anchor point disappeared. He needs no anchor. Wherever there is truth, that is where he should go.
He had already thought of this long two-part name to distinguish it from other demons.
Ezhaint Sinkardstu.
Meaning: The shepherd in the cave of ten-headed snakes.
…
It was really great that I didn’t bump into Beelzebub the first time I returned to Chaos Hell.
If the angel hadn't been spitting out silver luminous liquid like a fountain next to him, Yi Cha's plan would have been implemented, and he would be in a pretty good mood.
Unfortunately this didn't happen.
The golden horn chain he gave to Ke Qil can break up and reorganize the order energy in the angel so that he will not be recognized by other demons. After all, the appearance can change, and the concealment of the energy breath is the key.
The horn chain worked normally, and Ke Qil's order energy aura was concealed better than he imagined. Even if he passed by the demons, he might not be able to smell it.
The problem is, he didn't expect that the angel himself couldn't stand the environment of Chaos Hell. He started coughing as soon as he landed on the ground, and soon vomited with tears in his eyes, successfully dragging everyone down.
Yicha can gently dispel the power of reconciliation and order, but Keqier's situation requires the opposite.
The silver liquid spit out, Ke Qil opened his mouth, and pure white light began to float out of his mouth like bubbles.
Yi Cha frowned and looked at the angel who was constantly creating holy pollution.
Fortunately, they arrived at the edge of Chaos Hell, dead silent and secretive, in the middle of the Fang Desert where the night lasts forever, otherwise they would not be able to hide their traces at all.
Nese was also disturbed.
He awkwardly tried to hold Keqier with one arm, and a lot of silver liquid was splashed on his body. Although it turned out that the angels of the Source of Order were not fuel-efficient lamps, Keqier still left a pretty good impression on him. .
No one was able to hold him back, and Ke Qier fell face down on the ground. Neese was also dragged down - he was not yet familiar with his new body.
Xiqisi scoffed sharply and walked aside with her hands folded. Probably because she left the plane where the believers were, the divine light on her body became quite dim.
At this time, the characteristics of her bloodline were highlighted - her hands now looked like curved bird claws, the demonic horns on her head bent back, her skin turned light pink, and her eyes became narrow and long - she The whites of his eyes were all gone, and there was no light in his dark eyes.
"Help," the helpless Nesse shouted to Hikis.
Xiqisi waved her arms - the indigo-purple feathers suddenly spread from her shoulders to her wrists for no reason, forming a narrow wing.
She flapped her wings and flew Nese away.
Her half-breed other half is a Harpy Harpy... Yicha frowned and snapped his fingers, appearing under the floating warlock, holding him in his arms, and then picked up Ke Qil from the air.
"Don't do this again in the future." He flashed in front of Hikisi and stared at her.
The last thing the situation needed was an angel spreading divine gastric juices and a half-demon, half-goblin doing evil.
"oh."
Hicks turned her head angrily. She jumped up to a steep rock wall irritably and squatted there, looking into the distance with her dark eyes, "It's been a long time, what on earth are we going to do?"
"I remember you had something to say to me."
"it's gone now."
Yi Cha has no curiosity about this. After thinking about it, I decided to solve two problems at once.
"Let's move separately first."
He pushed Keqil, and the angel fell weakly and obediently under the rock wall where Hikis was squatting, "Send him home."
"Go home? The source of order?" The Happy Saint tilted her head like a purple eagle.
Icha touched a red marrow stone and threw it to her.
"Go back to my house."
Less than a quarter of all demons have the habit of settling down, and Yizha happens to be one of them. His books, laboratory, specimen room, and various law fields need somewhere to store them.
He couldn't get rid of Keqier. The guy could be arrested at any time outside. Although the chaotic hell makes angels feel uncomfortable, it is also a natural barrier that prevents other angels from coming.
The red marrow stone exudes a familiar energy, which is no different from the one on Icha.
"There is enough disordered energy and my spirit on it, and there is a drop of my blood in it. It will guide you to where you should go without triggering the backlash of the blood contract. It will also give you the qualifications to enter my courtyard."
Yi Cha finished the explanation simply and moved his fingers, "Okay, go ahead. There is a protective dome there. He will be better there."
He was not worried at all about the merry saint's bad taste this time. Even if the angel fainted, Hikis could not do anything to him.
The courtyard of the Blood Lord Demon...
Xiqis stared at the bright red marrow stone, which was full of beautiful feelings... She couldn't help but become interested in this matter.
She rolled her eyes like a bird, "Okay. See you later!"
The Happy Saint held the marrow stone in her mouth and jumped off the rock wall. She picked up the angel who was busy burping and her arms shook.
Densely dense indigo feathers are woven into four slender wings.
She jumped upwards, hovered for half a second, and then moved away like lightning.
