An invisible force grabbed his front and pushed his back.
The invisible force directly removed all the air between them, causing him to bounce towards Beelzebub like loosening a tight rubber band.
The translucent white bubbles quickly dissipated after being torn apart - Yi Cha's reaction was already very fast. He recovered the energy in it as quickly as possible, re-woven a thick white cylinder that was only the size of two palms side by side, and Reinforce it with legal means and block it in front of your chest.
At the same time he wanted to run away.
But no.
Because the command is "Come".
In an instant.
The white light turned into white powder, then into dim powder, and finally the powder collapsed.
Sudden light.
Sudden extinction.
Breaking sound.
The cool blood surged and foamed in the throat.
Four thin and long spikes, as sharp as poisonous diamonds, protruded from the King of Demons' chest, piercing the shield of order.
Click——
Then it penetrated his chest and came out from behind.
Beelzebub stretched out six arms and held him firmly.
Two big, pale, owl-like eyes almost stuck to his eyes.
Her brow bone pressed against his, and the tiny sparks that popped out of her eye sockets jumped into his eyes. The eyes blinked slowly like the rise and fall of a midnight wave.
"Buzz."
Her four slender lower limbs were wrapped around Yi Cha's waist and the crook of his knees, and her two forelimbs were hugging his neck. The spikes on her chest were pierced through his chest, and her wings were bent, enveloping him in a net-like cocoon. .
She could still free a hand to stroke his hair.
Like a lion licking a newly killed antelope, its smooth forehead rubbed against his. Her down hair was stuck in his hair, making it itch.
"Honey. Honey Om."
The silver blood of Icha flowed all over Beelzebub's chest and abdomen.
She sighed hummingly and pressed his head into the crook of her neck.
Strength drains from the wound.
It hasn't been checked yet.
The right thing must be done. he thinks. Although the initial episode of the fallen angel helped him resist the suppression of his personality, it completely disrupted the rhythm of his original plan.
It's okay, you can make mistakes, but do the right thing.
Just need luck.
Beelzebub held him tight and spoke softly.
"I know it's not easy for you to do this. You have to listen to me first. Those fools have been praying in hell for so many years. I know the original fallen angels very well. You know what? I'm tired of hearing what they say. His energy, his light. I already know it. Look at it."
Suddenly everything was plunged into pure darkness again.
Beelzebub's crimson eyes disappeared before his eyes, but he knew that she was still there, and the touch all over her body had not disappeared anywhere.
In the darkness, Beelzebub used two fingers to spread the feathers on his white wings, then "clicked" off a piece of something closest to the skin and held it in front of his face.
She lit that thing alone - the solidified energy of order, like a piece of gray limestone.
The Demon Queen's small claws pinched lightly and then opened.
The piece of order energy was crushed into pieces, and she stared in ecstasy at the pieces scattered like the most ordinary sand.
She turned around and blinked slowly.
"I can fix your light. My dear. I know you are no longer a demon. I can't suppress you. But I can fix you. This is power."
She made a soft squeaking sound, "I've undergone many more transformations than you. What a pity. You can promise me. I've given you many, many, many, many opportunities. Hum."
Blood surged up and he spat unceremoniously on her neck.
Beelzebub tilted his head and rubbed his head stickyly.
"I know you are smart, my dear. There is no smarter demon in all of Hell than you. And you are so generous, so magnanimous, so special."
Yi Cha moved covertly, and the spikes dug deeper into his chest.
He stopped the movement of his body, and at the same time he touched the knife at his waist with one hand, and translucent light blue tentacles began to spread out of the palm of his other hand.
Beelzebub grasped both of his hands at the same time.
She even had four arms left around him.
The light blue tentacles were solidified and turned into useless sand. Beelzebub summons qualitative darkness. Squeeze them together.
He couldn't move.
He knew the energy she used. The power of disorder, nothing special.
But Beelzebub's power of disorder is almost equal to half of all the energy that the entire Chaos Hell can mobilize, which is equal to infinity.
She was so relaxed that she didn't even notice that she had prevented an attack, and was just complaining to herself.
"I admire you so much. Why did you leave me? Why are you so stingy to me?"
Yi Cha didn't answer, so there was no way to answer.
In addition, Beelzebub's claws dug into the joints of his wrists.
"Chaint by chaint by chaint by chaint by chaint by chaint buzz. You always make me so angry. Very. buzz."
"If you are talking about my current state, this is an accident..."
"That's not what you're talking about!"
oh.
Beelzebub became really irritable. The buzz suddenly became as heavy as thunder.
"Why? Buzz?" The tips of her claws scratched his skin.
"You were so friendly before... You were so friendly to everyone... We have known each other for so long... Why did you suddenly start avoiding me? Why would you rather torture each other for sixteen hundred years with those idiots instead of getting along? I take a bath together? Why don't you be my grand duke? Why don't you even participate in the most important affairs of hell? Why don't you even give up your identity as a demon? Why do you want to leave me?"
She suddenly grabbed the hem of his clothes, and all fourteen eyes burst into flames, burning his cheeks, "No one can leave me! No one can leave me!"
He felt no pain in his chest, but it was so tight that he coughed twice.
"Do you want to speak? My dear. Yes. You have something to report to me."
Beelzebub wrapped him tightly like a spider spinning a cocoon, pressed cheek to cheek with him, and winked, "Just tell me."
My throat was dry, maybe from excessive blood loss.
He swallowed dryly, "Dear King of Demons..."
"Stop calling me that! I'm going to set your soul on fire!!"
Beelzebub interrupted him rudely.
Her six paws groped around randomly on his body, searching, "Huh? Where's your anchor point? You don't take your anchor point with you? Who did you give it to? It doesn't matter, I'm sure I can find it. Buzz…”
Yi Cha slowly let out a breath.
"Bezliya."
Beelzebub hit him on the forehead. Stay close to him.
Ten million voices buzzed with sweet smiles.
The vibrations of her laughter sent vibrations through him. The wounds and spikes rubbed back and forth, making a weird sound of water.
"You still remember my name before I was promoted!!"
She was happy, but only for a moment, and then she became furious again. The soft pads on her six arms pressed against his back, almost suffocating him to death in her arms.
"No. Your memory is too good. You remember everything! This is how it should be!"
This is a place that Cha cannot understand.
Her guess was obviously correct, but she was angry because of it.
"Listen to me, the Doomsday War is probably not what everyone thinks." Yi Cha closed his eyes and remained motionless, pushing away the distractions and sorting out his thoughts, "Alexander knows something is wrong, and it's more than that..."
"He knows nothing! I will burn him into a charcoal boiled mud monster! How dare he hinder the progress of the great cause! We will burn every corner of the world and build a new final hell on the ruins! He will be eternal A small flame before the darkness! A small flame! Buzz!"
A small flame. Buzz. Beelzebub's reaction was exactly what he thought. Buzz.
"Beziriya..."
He breathed out slowly.
"I'm here," she whispered.
"The Source of Order launched the War of Dawn. Don't you think this is too coincidental? There are secrets behind the Children of the Plane. Stop your army..."
In another moment, Beelzebub became furious.
"So what? He is just a small key to open the door for us! The road will be smooth and we will win!! Whoever is in front of us will become ashes on the grave!"
Most likely there were no grave mounds. Probably not even ashes will be left. I'm sure of this.
"Delay the departure. I have to investigate."
Finally feeling very weak, he briefly broke off the conversation.
Everything that could be done was done.
All that needs to be said has been said.
He has informed all the doubts and the best solution. If he can have time to decipher the mystery behind the Battle of Doomsday and the Battle of Dawn, maybe he can end all his worries at once:
There will no longer be a plane rushing to wipe out the entire world beyond it. Countless civilizations containing countless treasures of mysteries and knowledge could be preserved.
If the Doomsday War could be defused, he wouldn't be forced to participate in it.
He could go back to his old life, but he still had many subjects to study. There are many people waiting for his guidance, and many mysteries waiting for him to discover. He still has articles waiting to be published... articles don't publish themselves, that's all.
In fact, he thought it was an ingenious idea. The world has nothing to lose but one or a few silly legends, for which he can work a little harder.
Beelzebub's fourteen white eyes stared at him with deep swirls.
Echatai knew what that meant.
Bezliya never changes.
It just so happened that he was too.
"Oh. Darling. Darling. Darling. I know you. I know your Om. You won't come with me to capture them. It's no use what I say."
The Demon Queen's voice was extremely gentle, and the other larvae fell silent. She was the only whisper in the boundless darkness.
It seemed like only this cruel and noisy little piece of the world was left.
"I have to kill you, my dear. You have messed up my heart. You have to die for a while. I will extradite your soul. I will wait for you in the only final hell in the entire universe, you My private broadcasts will be heard.”
She stroked his back gently - and avoided the bloody parts where she had penetrated him.
"I really can't let you go. I'm so sad. Buzz."
Her tone was full of helplessness, and she repeated it back and forth.
The Lord of Demons repeated this for a while.
Then she hugged him hard and raised her voice: "Fate..."
"Miracle."
Yi Cha said weakly but clearly.
At the last moment, he saw those owl-like eyes and panicked.
Of course a miracle happened. For angels.
Beelzebub's arm was pulled away from him by irresistible force, and the spikes on his chest were pulled out from the front.
He was lifted up by the thick darkness and lost consciousness.
