"And you. Do you listen to him, or do you listen to our great King of Demons, His Highness Beelzebub?" Yicha turned to the two low-level demons behind him and said.
The ten million flies hovering seemed to be inspired, and they rang louder than before.
Buzz buzz. Buzz buzz. Buzz buzz.
"Your Excellency the Duke. We have no intention of doing so." The other low-level demon spoke. The left half of his body was made of something black and red that resembled solidified magma, and the fist of his left hand was as big as a pot.
Yi Cha glanced at him and felt that this guy looked a little familiar.
"I am Amiredo."
Sensing Yi Cha's gaze, he lowered his head and said respectfully, "I have participated in your training."
The strong demon's tone suddenly became soft, as if he was trying to play soft music with a giant bell. He said softly: "Your youthful clothes are so envied by others..."
It will become a tattered piece of waste, and no one should look at it... I did teach him "The Thirteen Lines of the Violent Man". To check.
"Shut up, Amiredo," Andos said irritably. His subordinates' sudden response to poetry seriously weakened his authority as a leader.
"Captain... how about we..." Billie whispered.
Why don't you retreat and see you at the next intersection. Icha looked at Andos with a smile.
The stench of decay hung in the air. The flies chirped happily.
One of the demon captain's paws was still on the handle of the sword, but his narrow gray eyes clearly showed hesitation.
"Okay." After a while, Andos said dryly.
"Okay, you can act on your own." He repeated bitterly, "We will meet at the flesh and blood casting pool. Don't do unnecessary things."
No problem, I will definitely do it. To check.
But he didn't have time to say this yet.
Nese didn't know when she got closer and bumped his arm eagerly.
"old……"
"Don't interrupt my farewell to Duke Andros. Veleder."
After saying these words, you can leave... Yicha glanced at Nesai interruptingly, and found that the warlock's expression at this moment seemed to be dizzy from the sun.
He looked up at Andos again.
The demon captain's crow-like gray eyes also looked at him in surprise, widening.
Then he realized something dazzling was shining behind his eyes.
A familiar wave of energy surrounded him.
wrong.
Not surrounding him.
It emanates from him...
He lowered his head, and holy white light filled his vision in an instant.
It was from him.
His whole body was emitting holy energy of order.
Yi Cha felt that his mind was blank. From the corner of his eye, he could see "Goodbye" leaving his feet and shrinking to one side.
Chaos…order…whatever is up there…
"Your wings..." Nese reminded him in a low voice. As if it wasn't already messy enough.
Yi Cha turned his head mechanically to take a look.
On the wings emerging from under the shoulder blades, row after row of plump and beautiful feathers are tightly arranged, and the holy light is bright. Everything looked very normal and nice.
Except they're white.
white.
Colorful.
of.
He touched his face. The rough and hard thick skin of the demon was gone, replaced by a texture as delicate as the skin of a newborn baby.
Only angels have such skin...
He forgot to put his hand down.
Kill him, how can he believe this.
Buzz buzz buzz... Wow!
Ten million flies dispersed as if they were informants who had obtained key information.
"The power of order...the appearance of an angel..."
A viper-like hissing sound escaped from Andos's sharp throat.
He glared at Icha, his face changing from blank to shocked to a look of righteous anger.
"Traitor! No! Angel's spy!"
With a groan, he pulled out the sword from his waist that could cut off all disharmony, raised it, and pointed the cold sword light at him.
"Izaint! I don't care who you are... I don't know how you hid it from me... You will be punished!"
…
This is completely beyond the scope of Cha's understanding. He has a pretty clear idea of what he knows.
Nese's analysis of his field of power was correct. The type of energy that the little warlock didn't answer was also far from order.
There is absolutely no power of order in him that belongs to angels. Nothing is born, nor is it acquired...
He is one hundred percent evil. I can't believe I'll have to explain this one day.
For a moment, he even wanted to suspect that he had interacted with Ke Qier too much and was infected with the rotten and old atmosphere.
But reason quickly prevailed, and experience and knowledge told him that this was absolutely impossible.
"Wait. I have to figure out what's going on." He raised his hand and said to Andros.
What he told this time was 100% truthful.
But unlike lies, no one wanted to believe his words this time.
Andos maintained a vigilant posture, the tip of the sword pointed at him, and slowly approached him. "Bile! Amired!" he shouted while staring at Isaac, "obey the order of the law enforcer!"
Two low-level demons woke up from the sudden burst of divine light.
"This...Duke..." Billie's thick eyebrows knitted together.
"Your Excellency the Duke... why is it an angel..." Amiredo said tremblingly.
"What are you waiting for?" Andos screamed:
"By the order of the King of Demons, anyone who surrenders to the enemy, collaborates with the enemy, or violates military orders can be eliminated on the spot!"
The situation took a turn for the worse and was irreversible.
"Goodbye" bared his spindle-sized teeth and jumped back to his master's feet, a deep roar rolling in his throat.
Echa made a hidden gesture to Nesse.
Nese didn't understand the demons' gestures. He thought they meant "run quickly", but in fact they meant "fight if you can't, and act according to the opportunity."
"I won't run." Nesse said loyally but unnecessarily.
The ear-splitting roar of the evil lion came from behind.
ratio.
The lion-bodied demon no longer hesitated, and kicked his limbs in the air with the force of the airflow. His already huge body suddenly tripled in size, and a thick thorn-like mane sprouted from his collar. The huge mouth was full of sharp teeth, and the scorching wind whipped up and pounced from the side and back.
"Sorry, Duke." Amiredo said, a look of helpless shame flashed across his face.
He took a heavy step forward with his right leg, and the pile of rotting flesh under his feet was immediately dug into a deep pit, with debris flying. The solidified magma on the left side of his body was trembling at this moment. He raised his left fist with bulging veins, dodged the attack of the hell hound, and suddenly appeared twenty feet in front of him, looking towards his lower back. Hit away.
Magma fragments break apart.
This punch comes later and comes first. In an instant, that huge and ugly fist had hit behind Yi Cha.
Yi Cha pressed his wings downward and raised his body to dodge the two attacks behind him.
He raised his head, and a sharp sword light was touching his chest.
Andros' sword of law enforcement. The sword that cuts through all disharmony.
