In the coma, the lost energy returned to Yi Cha.
The gentle dream energy relaxes the nerves, the lively life energy system repairs the wound, and the law energy forms a thin mana warning shell - now it is trembling crazily, waking him up.
Yi Cha started playing.
Almost at the same time, a bloody mouth full of fishy wind rushed right in front of him, with its gleaming white fangs only an inch from the top of his head.
As soon as the thought of dodge appeared in his mind, his body teleported one meter to the side - he realized that he had plenty of energy. He quickly drew out his machete and slashed at the guy's waist, making a deep and long incision.
The ear-splitting roar was still in the air, and the attacker fell to the ground, black fireworks ejected from the place where the blade was split.
Yi Cha stood up and poked the monster on the ground with the tip of his knife - it could only be described as a monster.
Demons come in many forms, but this one has a clear sign of stitching - four bowl-shaped protrusions on one side of its pitted belly.
He has a lion's thick mane, but his body is similar to a water strider magnified countless times. His back has a texture like solidified lava, and is followed by a scorpion's tail. His entire abdomen was covered with dense, rough dark brown sutures and thick dark green scars.
The monster collapsed into a disgusting, chipped mass, and a broken roar rolled in its throat.
But he couldn't get up anymore, and all the gaps under his skin quickly escaped along with the cracks opened by the power of real chaos.
One side of the monster's face was covered in grape-like tumors, but his outlines looked familiar.
Yi Cha raised his finger, and the other side of the monster's face twisted unnaturally at a stiff angle, and let out a sharp howl. Looking at that half of his face, he recognized it - it was half a lion's face.
Andros's subordinate, Baron Bile.
Yi Shi moved his gaze to the back of the monster and found a piece of raw material that looked like solidified lava. He had seen this kind of texture before - it came from Amiredu.
The little devil who loved reading poems was finally dealt with.
Was it because the injury was too serious, or because he was punished for letting him go?
It was really unnecessary, they couldn't stop him in the first place.
Yi Cha lowered his gaze and suddenly realized something.
He lowered his head and glanced at his face on the blade - his skin was strong and sharp, with two long red horns protruding from his forehead, and green flames burning in his eyes.
A standard devil appearance.
He turned into a demon again.
Miracle?
Yi Cha tied the Yin Iron Scimitar back to his waist and touched his chest and back - the flesh was intact, without a trace of scar, and even the places where the robe was scratched by those little claws were magically restored to their original shape and brand new.
Miracle.
These should be miraculous effects.
All positive effects...
No. Not too possible.
Miracles seem to come as expected, but in fact, depending on the situation of the angel involved, they often backfire.
He remembered the famous story: an archangel went to visit a human city on the main material plane and received warm hospitality from the local residents. The kind-hearted archangel then sent a miracle, hoping that the residents of this city would never suffer from diseases. Suffering.
A miracle happens.
A storm of fire and brimstone fell from the sky, and the whole city was razed to the ground in one night, and all the inhabitants were set on fire and burned to dust that would surely never sicken again.
This angel also committed suicide out of pain and self-reproach - and to make this matter even more serious, the angel was not allowed to commit suicide.
So he became a terrible, immortal, tormented monster, wandering between the realm of killing and the end of the world all year round.
Yi Cha shook his head.
In any case, he didn't want to be the protagonist of a similar story.
According to Kircher, there are also miracles that are completely positive and consistent with the mind.
However, according to the records of the Source of Order, only Seraphs with the purest, most powerful, and most pious energy can create them in the most stable environment.
The original fallen angels, although in the prayers of the Order of the Fallen Angels, had the same personality as the Seraphim. But after all, it was just an identity they had fabricated, and it was transformed from a demon. It should be difficult to compare with the purity of the real Seraph.
Moreover, the state and environment in which he created the miracle at that time were extremely bad.
Miracle couldn't possibly be so forgiving to him.
There must be some bad consequences secretly happening that he doesn't know about.
But he doesn't know it yet.
Yi Cha quickly glanced at his surroundings.
This is the viewing platform above the first floor of Mount Chihino, a place that every devil is familiar with. Best place to watch the Brand Trials.
Dozens of tall black stone chairs cast vague and trembling shadows, arranged according to the position of half of the six-pointed star - the other half of the six-pointed star is filled by six rows of cages hanging in the air, some of which have shrunk. shriveled thing.
The entirety of Mount Chisino is a towering, slanted crescent, with countless huge, sharp blades interlaced and poking out in all directions, forming a rough and violent outline.
The three layers of the mountain curve outward in a huge arc, like a weird tongue covered with barbs, extending far away.
At the end of the "tongue", a huge trapezoidal blunt mouth spreads out wide and flat, burning eternal blue flames, with red air waves and complex energy churning on it day and night.
Yanya.
Both sides of it are engraved with asymmetrical complex ancient talismans. Each talisman is repeated six times with the six paths of soul, object, law, sin, punishment and destruction, and is carved with spear, knife, claw, thorn, curse and teeth. Overlap six times.
On the side facing the ground, each demon's real name was branded with living fire. Line after line of small characters in ancient devil language were densely packed, all the way to the position near the middle of the burning moon.
The anchorage of all demons is here.
The anchor point of chaos is also here.
Mount Chichino.
Where disordered energy is most concentrated.
The heart of Chaos Hell.
The King of Demons is the channel that links the power of the entire hell.
The place as far as the eye could see was empty. All the demons must have been recruited by Beelzebub to the flesh and blood forging pool.
But nothing unusual...
Except... this place is as far away as the entire radius of Hell from Icha's Floating Island Garden. He had no idea how he got here.
Isaac glanced at Belial.
A strange feeling of discomfort suddenly came to his mind.
How long has passed?
He calculated in his mind.
Andos was killed by him and Billie returned to the floating island on the day he was injured, and was attacked by Ifomie almost within a short period of time. It only took ten minutes to explore Ifomie's dream.
after that……
He sent "Goodbye" to bring back Keqil and Nesse, and taught Xikis the spell himself. This is only three hours.
Inject the energy of Nese into the new body for ten minutes. Then Ifomie came soon to tell him the bad news. Then within the next ten minutes, they completed the defense of the floating island.
Then, thirty seconds later, he saw Beelzebub.
How long had Beelzebub been talking to him? Although it feels longer than ten thousand years, if you think about it carefully, it doesn't take long.
In any case, it doesn’t add up to more than half a day.
He stared at the monster on the ground. There were suture marks all over his body, and his skin had obviously been soaked in a pool of blood. Bile's voice became lower and lower, and asphalt-like bubbles began to appear at the corners of his mouth.
A new Stitch Demon takes five days to complete…
Where did the four and a half days go...
He was in a coma for four and a half days?
Icha leaned down, and light blue tentacles sprouted from his palms.
Billie snorted twice.
Click, click, click, click, click.
That's too late. The Stitch Demon was like a porcelain cup dropped on the ground, cracks spread and shattered in an instant.
He was dead.
