The author of "The Hitchhiker's Guide to Hell" suffered from frequent mental illnesses. At the same time, unlike popular science works such as "Forty-six Common Fields of Energy and Your Life", this book is a self-contained literary and artistic work, so the writing style often looks quite weird.
Overall, this is barely a written book.
However, it must be criticized that this book often ignores the efficiency of conveying information because the author is too arbitrary.
Icha didn't like this book very much.
The main reason is: he thought it was a recreational, no-brainer, and devoted to the macabre.
And there wasn't much time when he needed entertainment.
Especially when he was going through a difficult journey in Comeniti, trying to recall what he had seen about Comeniti in the past, and whether there were any useful tips - all the descriptions about this book were inexplicable, like going crazy. Arrogant babble.
His evaluation of the book dropped a lot.
However, when he faced the humble gardener's open palm and was overwhelmed by the feeling of humility, the relevant content of "The Hitchhiker's Guide to Chaos Hell" immediately came to his mind.
"Whenever the 'Humble Gardener' is dispatched, a 'Little Momo' will also be dispatched.
"Little Momo"?
There may be changes.
He looked around with his peripheral vision.
"Child. What are you waiting for?" Gita Hamubey, the giant with backlight, said softly.
A slight sound similar to the opening and closing of an old wooden door came from him - Gita Hamubey slowly squatted down.
With this movement, Isaac could see the crown of thorns on the humble gardener's head digging into his skin.
Gitahamubey still opened his palms to him and couldn't see his face clearly, but Icha knew that the giant must have an extremely peaceful, calm, tolerant and majestic expression.
The gaze of a humble gardener must be the gaze of a venerable person who is kind and sincere, full of compassion, and goes straight to the soul.
Provoking humble glances.
A look that could melt countless kneecaps.
Under these gazes, all crowns will humbly let go of the big, shining gems embedded in them, and fall obediently into the mud.
This feeling was almost irresistible, and Yi Cha felt that humility was like juice, being continuously squeezed out of his heart that had softened into a peach.
"Go quickly. What are you waiting for?" Balan's head muttered softly.
Balcony Supervisor Babas also made a small urging sound.
They were friendly and chatty, as if classmates were asking him to answer questions. There was no hostility - the hostility was resolved by endless humility and endless feelings of humility.
"Come on, kid."
Gita Hamoube said again.
Yi Cha remained silent, feeling his body trembling a little.
Once again, he felt his gaze fixed on the open, island-like hand.
The broad hand drew him in like a whirlpool.
Even though he had learned about the humble gardener's abilities from books, he was still shocked by the power of this powerful law creature.
Even he couldn't resist the feeling because he could feel something like-
It was like the feeling when he first read "Laws and Spells 101" when he was eleven years old, and felt the vastness of the sea of knowledge and the insignificance of a single existence for the first time.
That was nearly four thousand years ago.
Yi Cha suppressed the thought of trying to remember. This is definitely not a good time to fuel any emotion.
can not go.
His intellect knew clearly.
Being taken away by the humble gardener is much worse than being left on the "balcony" to face trial, or being stabbed through by Babas.
He knew for sure.
But this behavior is like spring breeze and rain, the most irresistible...
"I'm waiting for you."
Gita Hamoube once again extends a touching invitation.
There was a ripple in the air.
The sunlight in six directions almost disappeared.
Yi Cha felt his face heat up. His whole body seemed to be pulled forward by a strange force.
He tried his best to fight his inner impulse with reason.
…
"You freak. You're so verbose. Do you want to die? Huh???"
A small white fly suddenly appeared and buzzed.
In this peaceful, humble, peaceful and joyful atmosphere.
Beelzebub the Younger.
Little Beelzebub made a noise as if there was no one around.
It's as dazzling as a fly floating on white milk.
"Get out of my sight. I'll give you one second." Little Beelzebub said irritably.
She turned around arrogantly and stopped on the humble gardener's crown of thorns. She condescended and snorted, "Don't you see that my dear is not willing? Get out of here!!!! You will die ugly, I Guaranteed. Buzz.”
The feeling of being pulled lessened.
Icha looked up at her.
right. exactly.
This was the Beziriya he was familiar with.
Arrogant, cruel, and whatever he wants.
Beelzebub never knew what awe, fear, silence, and humility were. She never understood, never obeyed, never let go, never sympathized, and never concealed.
Even though she is the most verbose person in the world, she can't stand other people's verbosity.
It is simply the best annotation of chaotic evil.
This is the fundamental reason why she was able to rise to the rank of the King of Demons and the enemy of order in such a short period of time.
She's also not affected by "humility" at all.
but.
Right now, this guy is just a weak soul fragment, without any capital to fight against.
"Bezliya."
Yi Cha reacted and immediately reached out to grab her.
too late.
She broke the short and false peace.
The light came on again.
With a cold face, Babas thrust a recurve blade into the air at the little white fly.
when!
Lucifer flashed in front of Yi Cha again, and a six-color rainbow appeared out of thin air, knocking down the recurve blade——
The yellow light bar was shattered.
"Hey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Like a peak rising through the space, Gita Hamubey stood up.
In an instant, calmness evaporates from the face of the humble gardener.
His roar was deafening.
Rumble——
It provoked endless echoes. Blurred vision.
For a moment, all the souls stopped moving, and the sound waves rubbed out their rough edges.
The little white fly was stunned and fell in circles. Lucifer struggled to swing "The Last Rainbow", and a light strip on the edge was barely touched, and he took it.
The gray flowers on her waist rustled, and Gita Hamubey raised a leg as thick as a tower.
He came towards Yicha who was shocked by the sound wave.
brush--
No one could see where it came from——
Bang!
A rough twenty-sided boulder as big as a small mountain hit the modest gardener's feet of the same size.
"he's mine."
A grinning face emerged from the stone.
"It's 'Little Momo'!"
Everyone stopped for a moment——
Everyone responded quickly:
Balan shouted a warning, and Babas calmly retrieved the recurved blade, holding Balan's head and stepping back slightly.
In this short gap.
Yicha grabbed the little Beelzebub and stuffed it into his clothes.
Very timely.
The next second, Gita Hamubey's painful roar once again nearly cracked all the souls.
Gotta leave quickly.
Yi Cha made a judgment almost immediately.
Although it seems that the humble gardener Gita Hamubei is entangled in "little Momo" now, it is a good time to take advantage of it.
But if you think about it carefully, you will know——
According to "The Hitchhiker's Guide to Chaos Hell", since every time the humble gardener attacks, he will encounter the "scum" Xiao Momo.
The "welfare institute" should have very complete capabilities and plans to deal with Xiao Momo.
The sudden attack just now under the guise of "Little Mo Mo" interrupted a new round of conflict...
After Xiao Mo Mo is taken care of, their spearheads will quickly be aimed at him again.
Gotta leave quickly.
