"It's a joke!" Naruf responded quickly and easily dodged an oncoming soul in front of him.
But she was too close, and Diavolo almost bumped into her. Icha slapped her away and dodged in the direction of Naruf.
"Naruf, if you want to move, direct the direction in advance!"
"Full left rudder!" Naruf shouted.
"What did he say?" Diablo's voice was clear.
Yi Cha gently pulled her to the left.
Suddenly, amid the last words of his soul that echoed throughout the "road," he heard the gentle neighing of a horse behind him.
"What trouble are you in? Want some help, man?" Naruf called.
"Just help and don't look back." Yi Cha said.
He listened carefully and made a quick judgment.
Here came the long-maned nightmares, three of them, black. Mane Nightmare only comes in black.
The evil Pegasus, outlined with purple flames, is very fast, and only very fast. He only knows how to kick and fly. Among the law enforcers of the "Welfare Institute", he is a very low-level and weak type.
He listened intently, waiting for the sound of the horses' hooves to get no closer, and the sound of their snorts hitting the back and top of his head - a sign that they were raising their front hooves to kick his head off.
"The Last Rainbow" surged out of his hand, slashed and pushed backwards.
There were three neighs that spread like water waves from behind. Soon disappeared without a trace.
There is no way to look back and observe. But judging from the sound, this small crisis should be resolved.
It seems that as long as they maintain this forward method and speed, the abnormalities created by their movement and the level of incoming law enforcers are completely within the range that can be handled.
"Aha! What's in front of you?" Naruf shouted.
…
There was a large piece of pale pink mist in front of him.
There is a giant dark brown turntable that rotates slowly in the mist. It was about the size of a lake, more than a hundred feet high, with a large diamond-shaped opening on the side, like a special toy for some kind of planet-sized creature.
They can only see a small part of one side of the carousel. A moving mass of brown blocked the way forward.
"Should we go around?" Naruf asked loudly.
"You can't go around it. This is the only way to go to Wangchuan. 'Fresh Carousel'. There is an entrance on the side, just go in slowly. Just go slowly." Yi Cha answered. This official agency has no permanent staff. Just go in normally...
"Oops! He was sucked away!" Diavolo shouted.
In fact, it was not too late for him to say so. Naruf didn't go in very quickly either. Just a little bit faster.
In addition, there is a horizontal "road" along the front of the turntable, and the contained space vector changes the direction in which they receive thrust.
Yicha saw with his own eyes that Naruf stumbled forward, knocked away four ordinary demon souls flowing along the road, and was sucked into a diamond-shaped door of the "Fresh Carousel".
Oops.
This should attract further attention from the "Welfare Institute". The next wave of law enforcers arriving should not only be at the level of long-maned nightmares.
As the turntable rotates, the diamond-shaped door moves away from them to the left.
Capture Diablo, carefully avoid the two passing demon souls, and move into the diamond-shaped door one space to the right at a constant speed.
"Be patient for a while and don't teleport away." Yi Cha warned.
"Just look at me, boss."
"I can't watch you in there."
"Ah? Why?"
They then entered the "Fresh Carousel" and dispersed.
Scattered in a huge crowd of souls - the carousel is even more crowded than the most luxurious sulfur bathhouse in Hell, "Satan's Drool of the Morning", which is only open for six hours every six weeks.
Packed with souls.
Like the name "Fresh Turntable", a fresh strong wind blows from below.
If souls had skirts, you should be able to see quite a few beautiful thighs or femoral joints at this point.
Wuwuwuwuwuwuwu... A tall and strong soul of the Hateful Demon was firmly attached to Yi Cha's back, sobbing.
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey... Three charming Litu Demon souls held hands, three eyeless heads crowded on his chest, laughing at him.
Unavoidable noises of all kinds.
The fresh wind made Yicha's chest pound.
The "Fresh Carousel" is the only node that all souls must pass through to complete their scheduled incarnation. Here, all souls will be pre-processed to make them suitable for entering the Lethe River.
The soul that leaves here will be sent directly to the River of Forgetfulness, where its memory, age, and physical experience will be reset, and then it will fall from the River of Forgetfulness to complete the birth process.
Once entering the "freshness dial", the soul will be activated into the most active, most sensitive, and most childish state - these three indicators can be collectively called "freshness".
At the same time, the soul will be layered from the inside to the outside according to different degrees of freshness.
The "freshest" souls will be sorted into the outermost layer and leave first. The closer it is to the inside, the more it needs the blowing of fresh wind. It will not be released until the freshness level rises enough to accept reset and be reincarnated into the world.
Everything is fully automatic. Therefore, there is no need to explain too much to Naruf and Diavolo. There is no need to call them here either.
Yi Cha judged his position and Naruf's position.
He should be very outside and won't have to wait long to get out. Naruf should have been the same - but the way he fell in was a bit violent, and Icha was a little worried that he would be squeezed in the middle. The next group of pursuers was probably already on the way, and it would be bad if he was still squeezed here and unable to move.
"Dear Om."
He heard a familiar voice.
By the way... Little Beelzebub definitely woke up under the fresh wind.
She touched his ear. A hundred souls squeezed him tightly, and the turntable carried them staggeringly.
"I love you." Little Beelzebub said sincerely.
It should be the effect of the fresh wind.
"What a time. Bezliya."
Yi Cha shook his head, but failed to shake her away. The lack of respect in his tone was also a function of the fresh air.
"This is the best time!! I'm talking to you!! If you don't listen, I'll beat you to death!!" Little Beelzebub quickly fell into rage.
Beelzebub would always fall into rage during a brief conversation with him. He didn't know whether it was her problem or his own.
"You are just a fragment. Beziriya. When we go back, you will return to your true body. If she does not accept you, you will be annihilated. What we say now is meaningless."
The state brought about by the fresh wind was indeed unusual. Yi Cha could not imagine that he would talk to Beelzebub like this - even with a small soul fragment.
"What's wrong with the fragment? I am the fragment that loves you the most. Do you know why I am here? Because of the 'body'. Haha, if you must call it that. My 'body' has lost this part. Just in her When I want to kill you. But I love you, so I appear by your side again."
"That's it. I don't care."
What the hell. He actually said these words.
"To be precise, I only care about the principles behind the process." He found himself adding.
"I'm sad," said little Beelzebub.
