"Okay." Yi Cha had already taken a few steps.
He looked around at his surroundings.
This is indoors.
They finally say goodbye to that flat, slimy, hunk of brown background that looks like you've dipped your face in mud.
Everything is now a desolate gray.
This is a gray rectangular room that does not seem to have any memory points. It is very large and covered with square floor tiles that obviously lack magic power - specially designed to separate souls.
The rooms are divided by numerous walls, which create almost a million redundant corners, a million redundant corners covered with shadows. There were signs of smoke on the wall.
But beyond that there is nothing.
It's like a maze of insufficient funds.
We have to find a place where we can destroy the black shadow. It doesn't look like it here.
"Today is my birthday." Diavolo said suddenly from across the wall.
"What?"
"My birthday."
"so what?"
"I'm hungry."
The time has indeed turned to a new day, this day is her birthday, that's all.
Yi Cha nodded indifferently while thinking about it. After a while, he realized what he was doing and took the whip cage back from the girl's hand.
"You can't eat this," he emphasized.
Same as "Go five feet next door and take a look."
The Son of Chaos obviously doesn't mean what it means when he says "It's my birthday and I'm hungry."
If he guessed correctly, this has the same meaning as "the annual large-scale mutual chopping festival has arrived, and a head-flying, soul-crushing chaos is needed to dedicate to our mother hell to celebrate the new year."
She wanted to eat something deadly.
He had no spare head or soul for her to eat. If you eat the black shadow, don't think about it. If you get infected again, it will be bad.
Damn it, is this timing a coincidence?
"Okay, boss."
Diavolo crawled over on her hands and knees and sniffed the ground, which made her very much like a red sheep.
The red sheep stopped at a wall and put its face to the ground.
Going around to examine her, he noticed that the mark on the wall was a heart.
"stand up."
"Okay. Boss, but I'm hungry."
Icha knelt down and summoned Lucifer.
Diavolo nuzzled up to him and smelled the shadow of the original fallen angel who had turned back into a blurry white image.
"It's dry, disgusting, and full of ash." She commented with disgust.
"Don't eat it." The ash was stuck on when Xiao Mo Mo exploded. It was obvious that this thing was very permeable, and their souls were soaked.
"The dogs won't eat it. Ugh." Diavolo wrinkled his nose.
Icha manipulated Lucifer to unfold the rainbow with only five ribbons left, stretching into the joints of the floor tiles.
A pry.
This time the orange ribbon made a cracking sound, and the square floor tiles lacking magic were pushed aside, revealing sixteen regular squares of four by four.
There is a bunch of faint, shadowy things placed in thirteen grids.
Eleven of them are hexagonal pyramids.
That is the shape of a devil's heart.
Soul fragments...this is the "storage room".
One of the "scum" institutions has been merged into Comeniti. But after all, it is an organization for external digestion. No wonder there are no law enforcers from the City of Mercy here.
Diavolo screamed happily, stuck his head into a square, and started chewing.
…
Bah, bah, bah.
"Naruf, it seems... it seems like something is eating me..." said a heart.
"How could it be? It's been tens of thousands of years... It's a purgatory that exploded on the spot, really!!! Is this what it feels like to be eaten? Something is eating me too!!!! Naruf!!!" shouted a heart nearby.
Several hearts woke up one after another.
"...What are you arguing about...I'm going to have a heart attack because of your noise...Naruf, work!"
"Hey, hey, hey. Wake up, Spinner and Scabowei have been eaten." A heart beating rapidly near the front shouted loudly. It is obviously the Naruf that everyone mentioned.
"Where? I can't see it."
"Do you have eyes?"
"oh."
"Wake up quickly. Snuwe calls Mozart." Naruf said.
"Mozart! Mozart! Dang-dang-dang-dang-dang!" Snuwe in the corner began to hum loudly.
"...I will wake up in the melody, and I will die in the melody..."
"Naruf, let him shut up."
"oops!!!!"
"Who was eaten?"
"Abigail."
"What? I always thought your name was Abigail."
"Dang-dang-dang-dang!"
"...I already taste death on my tongue..."
"I want it too, I want it too! Eat me, eat me!! I am here, I am here!!"
"it is finally over……"
"Go up to be eaten, go up a little to be eaten. Friends. I can feel it, it's up there." Naruf commanded.
Yi Cha frowned and looked at the bouncing demon souls.
These are broken soul fragments, which may still retain part of their consciousness because they are located in the heart.
He didn't know where the souls eaten by the Sons of Chaos would go, but he thought they were similar to those sacrificed in the annual "Chaos Mutual Sacrifice".
After a while.
Diavolo straightened up and let out a long breath.
She didn't look so hungry after eating six demon soul hearts.
"Too light." She wiped her face and commented.
Yi Cha didn't say anything, which was natural. The "scum" organization has no unified official management, and these soul fragments are unknown how long ago they were.
Diavolo grabbed another soul heart and handed it to him, "Do you want it, boss?"
"I seem to be eaten. Goodbye! Friends! Dismissed!" Naruf solemnly announced in her hand.
Icha took over the hexagonal cone-shaped heart.
"Long live hell!" said Naruf.
"Long live hell, Naruf. Nice to meet you." Icha raised it to his face, "Can I ask you a few questions?"
"Long live hell!" Naruf repeated again. Then he stopped talking.
Icha turned it around and looked at it.
"Naruf, can you hear me?"
The demon soul remained silent.
Can't hear...
"Naruf?"
Naruf still didn't speak.
It seems that you can't hear it.
He just noticed the small difference in details.
Even though they are both souls, his and Diavolo's vocalizations follow the rules of distance. Depending on the distance, their voices sound closer or farther away, but when these souls speak, the language is directly reflected in their hearts. .
After all, they don't have mouths.
His and Diavolo's voices, they really didn't seem to be heard directly.
He really wanted to ask them about it.
Icha thought for a while.
He thought about it.
"Do me a favor. From now on, don't run around. Don't move around." He said to Diablo, "Until I call your name again."
"Okay, boss. No problem, boss." The horned girl licked her fingers lazily.
"Lucifer."
The white shadow of an angel appeared obediently behind him, his face blurred.
Icha manipulated it silently.
Carve out your own heart.
