Yi Cha stared at that great, arrogant, crazy, greedy, and powerful name.
He could erase her name and cut off her connection with the entire Chaos Hell - Yanya didn't have any guards except for Baron Bile who came for unknown reasons and was stitched up. This was a God-given opportunity...
fart.
He quickly rejected the idea.
Beelzebub still enjoys the status of the great enemy of order and the king of all demons, and all demons will unknowingly provide energy to her. Even if the connection with hell is cut off, it only turns the two mountains above into one.
And he couldn't guarantee whether this would be noticed by her immediately.
He really needed not to be noticed by her at this moment.
In fact, when summoning the miracle, one of his thoughts was to get a chance to contact the Son of Chaos without Beelzebub's interference.
Miracles will give a twisted answer full of unknowable mysteries according to the most urgent intention of the creator at that time.
He was well aware of the side effects of unstable miracles, so he did not think about anything too big and general when creating miracles.
What if his original intention was to settle these cross-plane disputes, but a miracle happened and he directly annihilated all other planes?
That way Beelzebub wouldn't even have to do it.
She would be quite happy.
Yicha didn't even think about increasing his strength in this miracle.
Asking for a power boost is one of the common mistakes novice angels make. It is the miracle that is most likely to go wrong.
Although it has not been explicitly confirmed, there is indeed such a rule:
When miracles bring incredible luck, they can also bring incredible misfortune - unless, like Seraph, a large amount of stable energy is used to compensate and control it, coupled with standardized processes summarized through countless generations of inheritance.
The purpose of increasing power in the hope of generating energy out of thin air will naturally lead to a larger energy gap, so the corresponding misfortune will be more elusive.
Therefore, he tried to control his thoughts and make his thoughts as simple, direct, and small as possible when calling for miracles.
The fiery cliff rolled up the hot air, baking his face comfortably.
Yi Cha's eyes simply slid down to the second line of those names.
The second line should be the demonic names of the three great dukes, but only the first two are left: "Leragin" and "Asmodeus".
The entire third position at the end was dug out with the underlying matrix.
There was now stuffed with some solidified clear goo—something that looked suspiciously like solidified drool, and a mixture of bright blue feathers and dirt.
Icha was immediately sure of the hobbit fairy Solena's prank.
mischief.
Very powerful means of utilizing energy.
Spontaneous domain energy exclusive to fairies: Charm Control, an application of natural energy.
Using a prank, Solena stole Ifo's original anchor point.
The name of the third grand duke that was stolen is undoubtedly the real name of the demon Ivo destroyed: "Asmode".
The blue, twisted fairy feather stuffing is not obvious against the background of the blue flames rising from the flaming cliff, but it is by no means so hidden that it cannot be discovered.
It has not been repaired...
He carefully grasped the tail of one of the protruding feathers and pulled outward.
really.
The lump looked sparse and scattered, and the fragile mixture was as hard as diamond and could not be shaken.
What a powerful prank effect!
It has maintained this intensity for four hundred and fifty years.
It should be...right.
A powerful harpy, the ultimate mischievous effect.
Life's joke.
In short, it is: playing with your life.
pity.
Yi Cha thought for a while, pulled out the scimitar that radiated the power of true chaos, aimed at the small piece of protruding quill, and struck it down hard.
when!
Black particles and the Nail of Enchantment that shone with a faint golden light splashed everywhere for a while.
when!
With another slash, the small section of quill with a bit of bright blue feathers finally broke in the middle, and the tail end fell down. The energy around the solid lump of saliva rippled for a moment, forming a new, full shape.
Yi Cha stretched out his hand to catch the cut off bit of quill and put it into his arms.
alright.
On top of the Yan Cliff, there should be nothing he needs to do now.
Next.
Rushing back to the Floating Island Courtyard as soon as possible and setting out to find the Son of Chaos are two conflicting options.
As for the Floating Island Garden...it has been four and a half days, so whatever is going to happen should have happened long ago.
According to what Nese relayed, the Son of Chaos is at the end of Mount Chihino.
The miracle followed his will and brought him to the remote Mount Chisino. There was no reason to turn back halfway.
You should go directly to find the Son of Chaos.
We need to call Hikis, she knows the exact location.
Yi Cha touched the dark red blood contract talisman on his palm and found that the talisman could be summoned again.
It seems that the previous call failed because she was in an unreachable place...
He pressed the talisman on the palm of his hand and sent a summoning signal to Hikis.
He flew up into the air and looked into the distance.
The evil spirit is smoky.
Xikis cannot come directly, it should take some time to arrive...
He flapped his wings and flew high, bypassing the flaming cliffs and rising to the highest point where sharp blades and spikes intertwined on the three-story mountain of Kishino. He then climbed up to overlook the terrain.
Look down.
The flaming cliffs of Kishino stretched out in front of him with blue fire. On the ridge on the other side, the sharp blades towering into the sky were as thick as thatch, filled with smoke, stretching back, in a place that was almost beyond the reach of vision. The location is divided into three distinct areas.
End of Chisino.
The Hanged Man of Alexander may have been referring to the end of any of these three ridges.
Or the end in front of Yanya.
Or the end of the underground.
At the foot of the mountain, a large piece of brown and dry goose-head grassland connects to a piece of exposed gray Parthian rock. The surface of the Parthian rock is cut into a flat surface, extending all the way to the recess of the mountain, leading to a solemn and terrifying place, which becomes more solemn with each layer. And the terrifying sixty-six thousand six hundred and sixty-sixth floor underground trial venue.
If the end of Chisino refers to here, then there will be plenty of digging.
But it's not the hardest to get to.
The most difficult to reach is the end of the Chisino canopy.
Looking up, you can see the sky of Chaos Hell. The purple-green sky twists out into patterns like viscera, and changes its direction every two thousand heartbeats.
Countless upside-down sulfur rivers continue as before, indifferently moving in the same direction, slowly flowing upward to infinity.
However, in the infinite distance, at the end of the Sulfur River, there are still three looming flames——
Look carefully, there are three torches shining downward, illuminating a closed gray-black door - the door has no patterns, no handles, no cracks, and is covered with orange-yellow crystals and dust.
The door that cannot be opened.
To the city of mercy that only demonic souls can reach: Comeniti. Under the topsy-turvy city, there is the only yin iron deposit that contains the true power of chaos.
This is not the forest of hell that Yi Cha truly hopes for.
He had an out-of-body experience due to the failure of an experiment that could not be reproduced. It was only after he was mentally damaged that he completed a round trip and obtained a little bit of raw materials.
The “compassion” of the City of Mercy is different from the compassion that humans understand. He can say for sure.
In any case, it is not easy to completely explore the places represented by the end of Chichno.
He could just wait here boringly for Hikis to arrive and show him the way.
or……
He turned and looked toward the ridge behind Chichno.
The ridge split into three branches with completely different shapes in the distance, winding to where smoke and dust obscured the view.
One was a steel blade, one was in flames, and one was bloody.
