The purple void was pulled away backwards.
Yi Cha returned to the deck on the suffocating night, amidst the bizarre turbulence.
"Aha! You just disappeared. Man." Naruf prompted this important information.
"Can you control the direction of the suffocating night?" Yi Cha did not continue the topic and moved towards the bow of the ship.
The Nese incident was almost over and soon disappeared from his mind. Things that need to be arranged.
"It's best to land near my courtyard. We need bodies, at least two. There are bodies of guys I know well around there that you can borrow. Most of them won't have any objections."
"No problem." Naruf gestured coolly.
Icha described the coordinates and continued forward, stopping behind Diablo who was sitting on the bone noose swing.
The girl's thin, soft black curly hair trembled in the air.
"Boss." She saw him without turning around.
He hadn't yet figured out how she would be treated.
The black shadow has been dissolved in the River of Forgetfulness. If "dissolving him in the end" really refers to that black shadow. The mysterious result of "diffusion and final chaos attack" should also have happened.
What happens to the children of hell?
No matter what, she cannot be allowed to fall into Beelzebub's hands. The Lord of Demons may have discovered that the Son of Chaos is missing. When you go back, you have to be prepared to face the pursuit again.
"Nothing is bothering you now. What are you going to do when you go back?" Yi Cha thought about it and asked. The daughter of Hell was out of her mind, and he wondered if she had any clear intentions.
"I don't know." Diavolo kicked his legs in the wind, and countless small hands formed by the waves of the River of Forgetfulness quickly moved under her hooves, and she dodged lightly from time to time. "I only know the prophecy. Just follow the prophecy. You are the first one who can respond to the prophecy. So I follow you. Boss."
"What should we do according to the prophecy?" He decided to ask directly. Do the children of hell really know nothing?
"I don't know." Her voice was clear and she was smiling. "But I always feel that I will know when the time comes. Isn't it nice now?"
By the time. fine.
"Do you know what you are?" The point is not what she is - all hell knows what she is. The key is whether her perspective reveals something else.
Diavolo scratched his head. "Am I a sheep?"
"How to say?"
"Feeling. Boss. Ouch."
She stretched out a little hand, grabbed it in the wind, and giggled twice. "How it feels. Some things I have to see before I know what they are. Some things I don't even know what they are when I see them. That's it. Boss. What about you? What do you think I am?"
Yi Cha thought for a while and sat next to her.
There was a strange smile on Diavolo's delicate face, as if he was sleepwalking.
"You are a child of Hell - a piece, or condensed form, of it, directly connected to Hell. You are not a demon. Perhaps not even a living thing. Your form is different from any of ours. It is a unique form. "
He told the truth, pointed at himself with one finger, then pointed at Naruf behind him, and said patiently
"And we are all the same creature. So we have some things in common. Everyone knows this and feels that it is true, so we record these common points. We call this forming a 'consensus'. When a new individual appears , the consensus can be used as a 'reference' to judge this new guy. As you say, there is no such consensus yet, and there is no reference. So not only do I not know who you are and cannot judge. Other demons don't know either. What are you? They can’t judge either.”
He spread a hand and said, "That's it."
"It seems scary." The girl blinked her flaming eyes, and the smile on her face became blank. "I think it's good to be like you. But you just say that I'm different. What do you mean? I can't understand what you're talking about, boss."
Yi Cha paused for a moment, then said
"You have unique powers. Where we are, you can do things that no other demon can do. Don't be afraid of anything."
"Aha." Diavolo became happy. "That sounds good."
Take a look at the bright eyes of the children of hell.
"Don't be easily manipulated. It's the same for everyone," he said.
“What does it mean to be manipulated?”
"Just listening to other guys too much. Don't you have 'feelings'? When you don't feel right. Just think about it."
"Help me! If not, tie yourself to the mast!" Naruf's loud voice came from behind, "We are ready to descend!"
There is nothing more to ask. Yi Cha stood up and walked back. There were a few missing places that he hadn't had time to browse yet.
There was a small bump, and he and Naruf bumped at the same time.
"Boss." Diavolo suddenly called from behind.
"What?" He turned around.
"I thought about it." The daughter of hell curled up her legs and put her chin on her knees, her eyes twinkling. "I thought it was good to listen to you. It didn't seem like I was being manipulated."
"It is indeed the case now. This is the result of your thinking." Yicha bared his teeth and smiled. "Keep thinking."
"Okay."
Diavolo winked at him.
"Catch it!!!!!!" Naruf shouted again.
At the same time, Suffocating Night suddenly folded downwards and rushed vertically with his head down. Yi Cha was almost thrown into the air.
A scream filled my ears.
It didn't find the ear. So pour into every part of your soul.
"Wow!!!!" Diablo sat on the swing of the bone sculpture and swayed happily - the sling was still vertically downward, and the sudden angle change had no effect on her.
"We can land a little more gently. That won't be much slower." Yi Cha hugged the mast with both hands, dragging his body in the strong wind, completely parallel to the deck.
"Of course, good buddy!!" Naruf grabbed the rudder and pulled it into a soul flag - a little longer than Ichakwan,
"However, I have wanted to try this for a long time!!!" The captain laughed.
"Full speed ahead!!!!"
Full speed ahead.
The airflow with complex composition swirled around wildly. All the outlines made a friction sound like a fire.
The entire ship became an arrow with a clear direction, shooting downward.
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“If there are comrades who think that ghosts are souls, friends from the plane of killing will be the first to say that this is a big mistake.
In their eyes, the soul is an unreasonable appendage - usually attached to positive energy creatures or material creatures and a very small number of law creatures. The ghost is a noble, pure and complete negative energy creature. The difference between a ghost and a soul is as clear as the difference between a weevil and a Quadrantid meteor shower, and they resent the confusion between the two concepts in other creatures.
To anger a ghost is as simple as saying "ghost ship" to it.
If Mr. Ghost (yes, please call them Mr. that's the only correct term) doesn't blow your head off at this horrific insult, he'll tell you it's called the Ship Spirit. It is also a kind of appendage that is incomprehensible and cannot exist independently, a kind of soul.
I have to admit that this is a bit extreme. But that's right. "
——"Introduction to Biological Classification"
