From the central floor of the crooked Calamity Stone Tower, heartbreaking screams and cries suddenly came.
Yi Cha glanced over there with his peripheral vision and saw a crowd of people in front of the narrow circular window. The dark and thin faces of the members of the Fallen Angel Cult were huddled together in front of the window.
"He's coming! He's coming!!!! Is this true!!!! Is this true!!!! We are going back to heaven!!!!"
"Duke!!! No no no!!!! OMG!!! MY HOLY SPIRIT!!!!"
The demons communicated with each other in tears, rushed forward one after another, and hurriedly got out of the window. One by one, they spread their thin wings, dripping tears like magma, and glided towards Yicha.
"Holy Spirit!!!"
"Sir!!!"
"host!!!"
Random titles came out of their mouths. Like a pile of tattered soil attracted by the dazzling star, moving towards the center.
The leader was a tall, thin demon with green eyes. He seemed cleaner and calmer than the other demons. A gold feather tied his burqa, and a five-pointed star was embroidered on the collar.
The tall and lanky demon wanted to fly closer, but Icha made a gesture to stop him. He stopped, stopped other compatriots who had lost control, and stopped moving forward.
"I am your loyal disciple Rabbi Dankara. You can call me at any time." His steady voice came from afar with an unconcealable tremor.
Yicha didn't look back, looked directly at Ivomit, and spat out the scarlet spear.
Seeing that the Cone of Repulsion and Destruction was about to fall into that pool of holy water again.
One of Ifomie's arms was raised slightly, and the scarlet spear drew an unnaturally steep arc, rose upwards, and returned to his hand.
All the seventy-two pillar statues have been knocked down, and the marrow stones have been kicked around. More than half of the thirteen pools have been destroyed, and the precious mercury pools and necrotic flower juice pools have been filled with random rubble.
Everything that could be ignited was ignited.
The night is burning.
Ifomie hovered opposite Yicha. Against his huge figure, Yicha looked like a silver fish in a black lake.
The demon soldiers of the three corps were standing on the fragmented three-story floating island. They had even dug up a lot of the flat stones on the ground. They were very idle now.
So they looked up at the angels and demons above.
"Grand Duke Asmodeus!" Suddenly a demon shouted.
"Grand Duke Asmode! Grand Duke Asmode! Grand Duke Asmode!" Suddenly many demons shouted. The hoarse magic sound filled the night sky.
Yi Cha put his hand on the wound opened by the repulsion and destruction cone on his forehead and wiped it.
The wound has not completely healed, but it is no longer corroding inward and no longer painful and bleeding.
This is not a cure, it is a neutralization of equal strength.
Ifomie slowly raised the cone of destruction and repulsion. But he didn't launch an attack immediately.
"You are indeed an angel." The arrogance in his tone diminished.
Not really. To check.
I became an angel. I hope I can change back one day.
The muscles on Ifomie's strong shoulders moved.
Rain of blood. The Cone of Repulsion destruction flew towards him.
Yi Cha stretched out his hand, and the pure white divine light condensed into a ball of light in his hand.
The light clusters dispersed like dandelions. In an instant, fluffy order energy was flying all over the sky, and each fluff gently wrapped around a sharp drop of blood.
The light clusters wrapped in the blood raindrops merged into one place.
There was a "click" sound.
In the physical field of vision, the scarlet spear seemed to hit a solid barrier, shook twice, and fell from the air again.
The demons of the Order of the Fallen Angels exclaimed. Several demon soldiers not far away realized their unnecessary existence and approached them.
"Do not be afraid. The holy angels are with us."
Shan Karabi calmly directed the members of the cult, asking them to form a circle and face outwards in unison.
Yi Cha glanced towards them, his eyes shining with golden light, like stars.
The demon soldiers flinched.
The cone of repulsion destruction approaches the surface of the water.
Ifomie's bloodshot eyes did not move, and he raised his hand again.
The same situation happened again. The trajectory of the scarlet spear curved upward abruptly, returning to his hand like a magnet.
He held the cone of repulsion and destruction tightly, snorted coldly, and made no further moves.
"You can't kill me." Yi Cha's voice carried a certain magnetism that made people feel warm all over. "You are very smart. You didn't attack directly."
Ifomie remained silent.
He is cautious and cherishes his life. To check. After a little testing just now, both of them could see that the original fallen angel's status was not lower than that of the Grand Duke of Hell.
Ifo Mie is no longer sure of victory.
He may not even be sure of escaping unscathed.
Will the master of the field of destruction choose to die because of this...
Yi Cha looked at the bull-headed demon opposite and said, "For two reasons, I give you a chance."
He wrapped the gold horn chain with anchor points around his neck, "You can go now. If Beelzebub wants to come to me in person, tell her that I will wait for her here. If she doesn't come, I will also come. Her. By the way, I can’t hear hell broadcasts now.”
Hell broadcast failed...
This is another bad news for Ifomie.
He held the spear in front of him, was silent for a moment, and then said:
"Tell me your reasons."
Yi Cha smiled.
"The first reason: you mastered the declension yourself. So I guess you are very smart. I don't want to see anyone so smart waste their talents on this kind of thing."
He pointed to the ruins below, his tone full of regret, "Do you know what these can create?"
Ifomie looked at the angel-like demon - it seemed like he was looking, because he had no eyesight.
He sneered lowly.
"another reason?"
"I don't think the other one is very important."
It is not clear whether the family of Ifomen is harmonious, but judging from the situation of the family just mentioned, it is better not to mention Hikis here.
In fact, he couldn't understand the family at all. It's just that in his desperation, he pulled out all superficially related things to delay time.
In his opinion, this reason is indeed unimportant.
Yi Cha sighed and continued: "Anyway, you should leave here with these troublemakers and make sure to use your talents in the right place in the future. I will not hold you accountable for making a mess in my courtyard."
He was very distressed, but the courtyard could be rebuilt, but an intelligent creature as smart as Ifomie was a rare treasure in the universe.
If he is willing to be this treasure.
Although Ke Qier, who is also a treasure, was injured by him, one treasure is better than zero treasures.
Looking at Ifomie, he didn't feel that he had made much sacrifice for the universe. After all, after thinking about it, he thought it was the right thing to do.
but.
His floating island was not built overnight, it took time after all.
He only hopes that Ifomie can recognize his own value and not waste his precious brains and strength on unnecessary things like overturning other people's floor tiles and breaking vases.
The air was silent except for the crackling of the fire.
Both the Legion Demon and the Order Demon were stunned and unresponsive.
No one understood what Icha was saying.
