"Okay. Don't be sad." Yi Cha felt that he was talking nonsense and it was very necessary to control himself. In his heart, he began to eagerly look forward to the end of the "refreshing carousel" process. Perhaps because of the fresh wind, his eagerness seemed more urgent than usual.
Then he found that he was still talking to Beelzebub. "Then let me ask you. Beziriya. Can you stop sending troops for the Doomsday War? I can help you resist the Dawn War."
"No. I want to level the world. Hell will unify the universe like the prophecy." Little Beelzebub said firmly.
"The prophecy is false."
"It doesn't matter if there's a prophecy or not."
"Okay. You go ahead." Yi Cha didn't hold out much hope either.
"But I love you."
"I see."
"Izaint! Is this your reaction?"
"Yes. That's it."
"I am sad," said little Beelzebub.
"I'm sad. I'm sad." Little Beelzebub repeated.
She circled quickly around his head. "I will never forgive you. Absolutely not. If you beg me to forgive..."
"You know there's no point in talking about it, Beziriya. It doesn't matter what you say. It doesn't matter what I say. You have things to do. I have things to do. That's all." Ichata Cut her off.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"as if to heighten the atmosphere.
And the Litu demons surrounding him laughed wildly. It's a sneer - the Litu Demon only knows two kinds of smiles: a charming smile and a sarcastic smile, which are easy to distinguish.
"So sad." The Abomination Demon sobbed and cried.
Yi Cha felt irritation creeping into his heart, and he really couldn't stay there for a second.
He hated this fresh feeling - it almost made his thoughts spin out of his head and rise into the air. At this moment, he also kind of hated the fact that other demon souls were huddled together with him, crying, laughing, making noises, etc. in a very close place.
"I was sad. I flew away," said little Beelzebub.
Even so, she was still buzzing above him.
Yi Cha did not answer the call. She circled twice more.
"I flew away," she said.
"I flew away. But I will never forgive you. Hell must rule this universe." She added.
The little white fly did fly away this time. She flapped her wings unsteadily and was thrown out as the turntable rotated.
…
After a while, Yi Cha finally waited until he reached the outermost level, and a large number of souls filed out of the "Fresh Carousel".
The tall and muscular Abomination Demon floated away while crying. The Ritu demons held hands, their nails digging into each other's wrists. After exiting the "Freshness Carousel", there is the "road" to Wangchuan, and the direction of space vector energy is naturally forward. So they were also pushed forward.
Fresh souls surged forward from them, a wave of activity, sensitivity, childishness.
not far away.
Diablo's petite body stood in the pink mist. She was facing outward, holding the whip cage that imprisoned the shadow in her hand.
"Don't look back. It's me." Icha stopped behind her and called.
"Boss! I've been waiting for you for a long time!" She turned her face slightly, enthusiastically. "I came right over. The place was really strange and chilly just now, but it didn't feel bad. How are you?"
The impact of fresh wind should not be serious. She looks like she could have stepped straight out of a freshening spinner. He is a child of hell after all. To check.
"General. Have you seen Naruf?" he asked.
"Didn't come. Ah! The weather is so nice!" she exclaimed.
There is no such thing as weather. Maybe she was seeing the weather on the other side of hell.
Icha was a little worried about Naruf, but after a while, he heard the old captain's voice.
"Hey! Man! It feels good! I feel like I'm at least 10,000 years younger!" Naruf sounded energetic.
Being only 10,000 years younger...that's probably of no use. To check. By the way, he turned aside to make room for Naruf.
…
Everyone is here. They lined up again, as if their necks were nailed to their bodies by a nail, and began to move straight forward in the soul stream like doomed geese.
They are pushed by the "road", which saves a lot of energy.
But you still have to be careful to stay away from other souls - although they will not take the initiative to bump into others (and the souls are solely responsible for the road), they are violating the rules and can only avoid them.
Gradually, no other souls can be seen on the "road".
Not long after, the second wave of pursuers from the "welfare center" arrived. Fortunately, the only one who came was the Six-Clawed Demon of Suffering, which was two levels higher than the Long-maned Nightmare. The fresh Icha beat them off with a fresh spirit - slightly damaged, with only a bare purple strand remaining of the "last rainbow".
It went smoothly and no one looked back.
There is no soul left to huddle with him, crying, laughing, and making noises very close to each other.
Diavolo and Naruf's small talk was also within the tolerance range.
Across a brown undulation. The pale pink mist receded from both sides.
The River of Forgetfulness appears in the distance.
The flaming red, black foaming, wide Lethe River flows downward—in fact, it flows upward, because Comeniti is an upside-down city. The source of the River of Forgetfulness is the sulfur rivers that flow back to the end of the sky. They condense into a bunch in an out-of-reach place, change colors and shapes, spread out overwhelmingly, and spread out without restraint.
There is absolutely enough time. This comforted him.
Even the first time agreed with Nese was completely in time. It doesn't matter if he didn't give them a body to descend on. They can borrow a demon to possess him first. Fortunately, he still retains a little bit of the demon soul.
He walked towards the boundless, solemn and ruthless river of eternity.
It's a downhill slope towards the Wangchuan River. From here, you can see countless souls rolling down along the terrain like small sections of translucent logs, making a buzz louder than the waves, embracing each other. Fatefully, he fell into the scarlet-colored river with black waves.
"Don't touch the water of Wangchuan. Be careful later." Yi Cha reminded.
"Understood. So how do we get there?" Naruf touched his nose.
"We'll talk about it later. No need to rush. Let me deal with the black shadow first."
Although the Lethe River in front of him is as wide as the sky, he knows that it is the thinnest and most concentrated upstream, and there is a passable loophole where it connects with the Sulfur River - Hecate secretly told him last time, although it was useless in the end. superior.
"Don't rush. Keep the speed. Don't attract new enforcers. Just take it step by step and take your time," he said.
Just take it step by step and take your time.
As long as there are no surprises...
No surprises. Maybe your luck is really good today.
They arrived at a secluded corner on the edge of Wangchuan River. The souls in the distance were sinking into the water like pebbles.
Naruf and Diavolo stopped early after being instructed, leaving him alone to step forward.
He took the whip cage and got close to a safe enough distance, looking at the two-color waves rolling wildly in front of him - every time they slapped each other, several fleeting images of faces with empty eyes appeared in the air - —Those are the memory residues dissolved by the River of Forgetfulness.
The memory will be torn apart by the subsequent fine waves and ripples, and then gradually disappear with the endless flow of the River of Forgetfulness.
