Icha decided to go directly to Beelzebub.
He hasn't chosen yet, but all six options seem to start with confronting Beelzebub. Of course, you can also start by looking for the Son of Chaos. But it is obviously easier and more time-saving to confront Beelzebub directly.
Confronting Beelzebub was not an easy task. He glanced at Nese.
After thinking for a while, he snapped his fingers, and the top of a crooked forked tongue tree not far away was ignited by him, turning into a burning fireball in the blink of an eye.
"Learn what I teach you before this tree burns down."
The plane warlock had just turned the book to the second page, and upon hearing this, he nervously raised his blank blue eyes.
"Or you can go back to my courtyard. Join them." Icha said.
The corners of Nesai's mouth tightened, "No problem."
…
Hicks began to regret it a little. But she felt she would make the same choice again.
But the problem now is - there is really a problem now.
Mainly it's Keqier's problem. He was basically in a state where he was not only unable to take care of himself, but also interfered with her flight infinitely. Then there's the issue of distance.
She didn't expect that Yicha's courtyard was so far away.
Xiqisi felt that she had flown over at least forty thorny mountains with huge iron spikes protruding from them and fifteen basins with eternal flames. She had counted and passed six swamps, two green, Four swarthy. What looked like twisted entrails floated on the surface of each of the six swamps.
The bright red marrow stone in her mouth still sent out signals, telling her to move forward, move forward.
She felt like her top two wings were cramping. The damn angel weighed a thousand pounds. I really don’t understand how such a heavy thing can become an angel.
It's all their problem...
As for the fact that he lost his divine power because he was cut off from the faith energy of his believers, it was just a small problem that made matters worse among a whole host of problems.
It didn't matter...she could still use those fairy tricks that came naturally to her. There is also the remaining demonic power in the blood, which is the bloodline of the "Hand of Destruction" Ifomi...
Father.
damn it.
Her slender eyebrows knitted together. He didn't even want to listen to her explanation from beginning to end... Haha, in his eyes, she was just an ignorant little wild god with shallow qualifications and weak strength.
Because she didn't have enough strength, she didn't even have a chance to ask him to stay.
"This is the rule of the devil." The unquestionable tone of Ifomie came to her mind: "I will ask you one last time, do you want to be a devil, a goblin, or some kind of god? If you want to be a devil, forget what you want to say. , I will introduce you to the King of Demons and join me in the battle."
The Happy Saint licked the smoky marrow stone, biting her thin back molars and making a crunching sound.
At that time, she was unable to answer, and the demon who was her father sneered away.
But she is here now. Ifo is now on the same plane as her.
It was better for her to touch him, and it was better not to let her touch him.
…
Forward, forward, forward...
down.
Eh?
The direction of the marrow stone changed.
Hicks looked down with difficulty.
Through the sparks and turbulence, a red three-story floating island of disaster stone reflected in her dark eyes.
A crystal-clear spell dome was placed upside down on the floating island, shining with a small light blue light.
Looking down, the most conspicuous thing is the thirteen circular pools in the bottom courtyard that look like the evil eyes of ancient beasts. Each pool has a separate talisman seal, and the water in the pools of various colors remains calm under the constant scorching wind.
Xiqisi recognized that one of the pools was filled with ordinary water.
The edge of the second floor of the floating island is surrounded by twelve statues of black iron demon gods that are either vicious or exposed. In Xikis's concept, there must be similar contributions in front of such statues, but in front of these twelve statues are all They were all naked, but instead they were covered with strange symbols.
I don’t know what kind of spell it is... The statue frames the entire second floor space, divided into irregular areas by a large number of colorful and densely packed round stones - which are rougher marrow stones.
What is this doing... I don’t know how much energy these marrow stones contain...
Xiqisi was secretly frightened, and turned her gaze to the center of the floating island. There was a huge tower that ran vertically through three floors and was made of red disaster stones. Black and red sulfur overflowed from the gaps. There was a statue of a ten-headed snake on the top of the tower. .
There seemed to be more than a dozen reddish-brown objects crowding together in front of the third floor of the tower. They were blurry and unclear against the background of the red disaster stone.
The marrow stone in her mouth guided her to fly to that place.
Hikis tilted her wing slightly to change direction—Kirtzil's hand flung at her face, and she roughly knocked it away.
The bright red marrow stone began to dissipate energy, and the spell dome obediently rolled up a round opening to allow the Happy Saint to enter.
Hikis breathed a sigh of relief and descended.
The dozens of reddish-brown wriggling things were magnified clearly in front of her eyes. They had long horns, messy seaweed-like hair, and their tails were pressed under the dirty burqa of the same color.
Demons, many demons.
Even by demonic standards, their attire was bizarre enough. Devils don’t wear burqas. This kind of light and simple clothing that relies entirely on temperament is generally the choice of angels...
At this moment, long-haired demons wearing burqas were blocking the Yin Iron Gate entering the tower and looking inward. As if feeling the fluctuations of energy, a tall demon behind him raised his head and looked in the direction of Hikis with his deep dark green eyes.
I should avoid contact with these guys.
Xiqisi woke up with horror.
It was too late. The heavy and dark door strongly attracted the direction of the marrow stone in her mouth. Her four wings were tired and weak and could no longer pull her body up.
She desperately mustered up her last bit of strength.
The angel suddenly became a little more energetic in this moment of disaster - he struggled to slide down.
This disrupted Xiqisi's last efforts, pulling her wings sideways and driving her downwards twice as fast.
Fall, fall, fuck you.
Fuck your angels, fuck your hell, fuck your yard, fuck my dad.
Fuck you all.
Xiqisi felt a helpless despair, and then she and Keqier fell heavily in front of those demons.
…
Long-haired demons in burqas gathered around, their faces smeared with black hellish ash. If it weren't for their brownish-red skin, Hikis almost felt like she was seeing those shambling vagrants on the streets of the human royal city.
Countless rude glances glanced at her.
Xiqis couldn't move and felt like her entire back was broken, but she tried to keep her eyes open and meet every demon that looked at her.
His eyes returned a few times. Except for one faceless demon, the remaining demons began to discuss in low voices:
"I've never seen her..."
"Look at her feathers! The thighs of this bird must be delicious."
"But you, she has horns...and she also came to see the Duke...we can't eat her..."
"What's going on with this one next to him? He doesn't smell at all. And he looks like a human... He can't be a human, right?"
"Have you ever seen a person? Just say they look like a human..."
"You'll know after you take a bite first, hehehehe!"
A four-fingered claw stretched out, and another claw knocked it away.
It's the tall demon with dark green eyes, and he's standing at the front now. His burqa was cleaner than the others', held together by a feathery gold button, and had a five-pointed star embroidered on the collar.
"Who are you?" he said.
