Yi Cha directly dragged out a long smoke in the air and swung it backwards with all his strength.
He looked behind him.
The field of vision is filled with flat, distressed dark browns.
Unable to observe the edge and distance of the "balcony", we can only try to stay as far away from the positions of the humble gardener Gita Hamubey and the balcony supervisor Babas.
Stay away from the center of the fight.
In any case, since leaving is the right thing to do, you should leave quickly now.
really.
Just a few moments.
The sound of cracking stones began to be mixed in with the continuous roar of the humble gardener.
Yicha glanced back and saw the giant Gitahamubei holding the "little Momo" high with both hands. Unexpectedly, all the gray flowers that were originally entangled around his waist had been inserted into the "Little Momo". The body is full of edges and corners.
And I don’t know if it’s an illusion or something else——
Even though Icha was flying farther and farther, the gray flowers inserted through the small grinding wheels kept swaying and seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.
One side of "Little Momo" was facing towards him, and now there was a distorted and painful face on it.
"Oh, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
A strange scream came from that stone face.
The gray flowers twist happily.
Small red buds that look like roots gradually emerge from Xiaomomo's huge rock body.
Icha blinked.
Click——
boom!
One long and one short, two sounds connected together.
The first sound was the rapid sound of cracks spreading across rock blocks.
The second was a huge, complete crack.
As the gray flowers twisted, countless blood-red roots jumped out from the inside of the little Momo's body, blasting him into thousands of pieces.
A huge stone firework exploded.
A perfect ball of dust, spreading unreasonably.
The sunlight in six directions began to shine again.
Uh-huh!
Gita Hamoube scratched the dust ball. Looking towards him majestically.
A bolt of green lightning has already taken the lead and rushed to the front. Undoubtedly Balcony Supervisor Babas.
humble.
A sense of humility.
Storm of dust.
Coming faster than Babas's leap.
The feeling of humility came in endlessly, clinging to his hands, feet and wings like glue.
Then his whole soul was soaked with ashes.
His back hit the ceiling.
ceiling?
He spread his arms and groped around.
There are no gaps in the ceiling.
The 'balcony' was closed... He clung to the brown blur and stared at the green figure getting closer and closer in the distance in the dusty sky.
No... there is still a chance.
He saw with his own eyes that the magical liquid secreted by Babas and Balan could melt the outer shell of the sun bubble.
Maybe that could melt the "balcony's" defenses too...
Just need to gamble again...
Babas held Balaam's head and got closer and closer.
Probably due to the presence of the humble gardener and the impact of Xiao Momo's explosion, his movements were not as fast as before, and his murderous intent was not strong.
Okay...this speed...
I have to find a way to trick out that light green slime.
Use your peripheral vision to scan the densely arranged sunlight bubbles below.
Summon Lucifer and wait for the opportunity.
…
"Why is there a fight? Oops. Let's go then."
Suddenly, a small hand grabbed his forearm.
"What?"
He turned around subconsciously.
Everything happened very quickly——
He hasn't even turned his head yet.
An unreasonable roar flashed through his ears.
All the scenes in the field of vision crackled into pieces the size of a finger.
Flowers blooming in front of my eyes.
Didn't see anything meaningful.
Cha——
Icha realized that he was in a completely different room.
The endless brown background, the "balcony", the small explosion smoke, Gitahamubey, Babas, and Balan's head all disappeared from his eyes.
Humility is like sugar eaten by the wind and dissipated.
"You were asleep, I thought you wanted to stay there for a while."
The Son of Chaos next to him let go of him and clapped his hands.
…
…
…
Yi Cha stared at the girl with horns who suddenly appeared. She was still holding the whip cage in her hand.
In the whip cage - he took it and looked inside, but the Son of Chaos did not stop him - the black figure was still sandwiched in it, shrinking into a ball shape, with no change except that it shrank a little.
"Where have they gone?" He handed the whip cage back.
He figured it out during the teleportation process.
After all, Gamenity is still part of Chaos Hell. Even if the Sons of Chaos are now souls - or not souls, but are only weakened by the special structure of the City of Mercy, the authority they have here should be completely the same as ordinary demon spirits like them. different.
At least she seemed to be able to move freely through the Carmeniti.
In fact, he still doesn't know what kind of creature the Son of Chaos is, so he can only study it later.
"Find a place to throw him away." The girl shook the whip cage, and the black shadow inside made a low and hoarse voice. "did not find."
"It has to be lost." Icha thought.
Where should this black shadow be completely shattered?
He did not want to condemn the girl's inexplicable disappearance. In the vision of the Son of Chaos, the arrangement of the hell space should be completely different.
Maybe from her point of view, she just saw something of interest five feet to the left that she wanted to go to, so she naturally leaned over. Little did she know that in the eyes of other people, this "five feet" might have something from Jixi. Noshan is as far as his floating island courtyard.
And her mind is about the same as that of a little girl. A little girl is likely to be attracted to all kinds of novelty.
Can't ask for too much.
"Do you know a good place, boss?" The girl with horns stuck her waist.
Yi Cha lowered his head and looked at the girl. After the Son of Chaos got rid of the entanglement of the shadow, he should indeed become healthier and livelier, but this title was still beyond his expectation, "Boss?"
"Then what should I call you? I always think that's what I should call you."
"Okay." He thought that was fine.
If every being calls him differently, then he can tell who is calling him from the title. This is always a good thing.
"Boss" doesn't seem like a title that's easy to repeat.
"Okay, boss. What's my name?" the horned girl said with a smile.
Yi Cha fell into deep thought for a moment.
He never expected to hear such a question in his life.
The hell-child called him "boss" and asked him what her name should be.
name.
Any ordinary name obviously cannot fit this special existence.
But Yi Cha thought about it and felt that at this time, everything should be kept simple.
"Diavolo," he said after thinking for a moment.
"It sounds awful. What does this mean?"
"In the language used by aliens from a certain distant plane, it means 'demon'."
"Oh~ It's okay." The horned girl suddenly understood and asked, "Then why don't you use your own language?"
"Then you really have to be called 'Devil', or in the ancient devil's language, it's 'Sibodika Roroca Sakarancheka Bande Lixing Kabingen'. It's your choice."
The girl was stunned, and after a while she began to shake her head, "No, no, no. Let's go back to Diavolo."
