Chapter 98: Following Sariel

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Icha looked in the direction she pointed.

Under the blue-purple sky with black and yellow inverted rivers, there are more than a dozen white birds flying in a horizontal line in the distance - even though they are so far away, they fly away from him in a short while. The left side of the field of vision has moved to the right side.

Those white birds were very fast, and their silhouettes were intermittently disappearing from the air. The next time they appeared, they had moved a long distance.

bird?

He shook off the water droplets on his body, put his hand on Diavolo's head, and looked at it with her vision.

"It's not a bird." Yi Cha sighed.

"what is that?"

"Angel."

"That sounds really uncomfortable!" Diavolo shuddered. Except for Icha, the children of hell are innately repelled by angelic creatures - it is also due to the fact that their fields of power are completely opposite.

Yi Cha didn't say anything, his eyes traced their figures that were about to disappear into the horizon.

Twelve angels flapped their wings, and one of them, a slender six-winged seraph, held up a transparent to almost invisible aura shield, covering all the angels inside.

They were flying rapidly in the direction of the Flesh Forge.

The Dawn War has started? It is still early to leave the scheduled departure time from Beelzebub.

Angels really should wake up earlier...

No.

Only twelve angels came, and judging from their flight paths, they most likely came from the small open plane passage above the end of the Spine of Fire in Chihino.

Although he did not participate in Beelzebub's mobilization meeting, Yicha also knew that if the Doomsday War begins and is blessed by the Sons of Chaos, the demon army can invade other planes without any restrictions, regardless of the number of planes. .

I think it should be the same for Dawn of War.

If the war has already started, why should we be so restrained?

To capture Ke Qier?

Yi Cha rejected the idea almost immediately. A small angel of power guarding the library would not attract so much attention from the source of order.

The angels were almost out of sight.

He followed them in the direction they left for a while until twelve white shadows appeared at the edge of his vision again.



Icha focused his eyes on the black-haired Seraph in the middle.

The only seraph among the angels should also be the leader of this wave of angels.

This angel exudes a thin spiritual energy barrier, protecting the remaining angels from being harmed by the harsh environment while moving freely through the chaotic hell.

Ke Qier should be able to recognize all the angels here at a glance. Ezal had to speculate by recalling his descriptions and illustrations.

Fortunately, there are only seven Seraphs.

The "Opener" and "Enemy of Demons", the Supreme Archangel Gabriel, can first eliminate it - the King of Angels will naturally purify all filth wherever he goes.

The well-known "godlike one" and "Prince of God" Michael, "Wind Maker" and "God's Healer" Raphael and "God's Light" and "Fear Maker" Uriel are naturally not the same.

"What is an angel?" Diavolo followed him at some point.

"Absolutely the same as us." Yicha replied.

"Then why do I feel so disgusted with them?"

"Everyone has a bad relationship."

"Aha? Isn't it almost the same?"

"So the relationship is not good."

"That's it." The Son of Chaos made an expression of sudden realization.

The Seraph flying in the middle suddenly glanced at their angle. Icha immediately pulled away, touched Diavolo's sight, and observed his face.

Seraph's flawless face showed neither wrinkles nor expression.

He half-closed his eyes with white pupils on a black background - his eyes were twice as big as those of normal humanoids.

Warm-free eyes leaked from under his eyelids.

stuffy.

Even through the indirect vision of the Son of Hell, when he met that gaze, he felt like he had been punched in the chest out of thin air.

Yi Cha quickly looked away and looked around him.

Evil eyes, black hair, slender figure, dim and inconspicuous misty aura.

Among the remaining three Seraphs——

"Angel of the Moon" and "Two-Face" Sariel look exactly like this.



The scorching wind is gentle - to the devil.

Icha kept his distance and followed the twelve angels.

Sariel didn't seem to notice any trace of them. He kept his direction and flew forward gracefully and calmly.

Icha glanced around in the direction of the Flame Spine of Kishino.

Where there is fire there is silence.

No new angels came to reinforce.

The Dawn War should not have started yet. "Angel of the Moon" Sariel is not good at fighting...

"The relationship is not good. Then why are they here?" Diavolo asked again.

Yi Cha thought for a moment. "Maybe...negotiation."

It's a bit funny.

There is no word "negotiation" in the devil's dictionary - the word's place has been replaced by "strong words," "deception," and "falsehood." Yi Cha realized this through his interactions with the outside world.

Angels love negotiation as part of their pedantic nature.

"negotiation?"

"Angels always want to talk about everything." Yi Cha sighed.

Maybe these guys just want to achieve their goal through negotiation first-to make Chaos Hell surrender directly.

This decision is simply ridiculous.

Perhaps this process is part of the order, written on the first page of a "must-read manual for dealing with the enemy", posted on the back of Gabriel's sacred desk, highlighted in yellow and bold with solar ink.

So they had to do it.

Angels always have endless rules to follow. Keqier often complained about this.

"Why are they talking?" Diavolo asked again.

to find out the standard answer to this question. Keqier told him.

The summary report to be written afterwards has such a column. "Negotiation results..." It's that simple.



The ground beneath his feet gradually turned into the color of serious illness.

Smoke, dust and sparks are endless.

Chichno's ridge of flesh and blood, riddled with tumors and masses, loomed low in the field of vision.

It won't take long before you enter the range of the flesh and blood casting pool.

Yi Cha has actually been thinking about how to act. He knew Beelzebub, both his long-standing character and his current attitude.

If this group of angels really negotiated, they would probably have nothing left - literally.

Don't they themselves know this?

The average IQ of an angel is difficult to estimate, and Kircher severely clouds his judgment.

If angels are seeking their own death, there is no need to stop them—no one can stop an angel from writing a detailed, full, and vivid report.

But it is necessary to know how things will develop...



The cup of darkness shows its cold edge in the distance.

A few dry trees appeared below. About to enter that smoking forest.

Yi Cha thought for half a second, then took out a rose-colored six-sided die and handed it to Diavolo.

"You stay here for a while. Don't get caught. We use this to connect." He demonstrated how to use the dice, and Diavolo immediately grabbed it in his hand happily.

There is still some distance from Sebu Habitat to where the army is stationed.

The angels turned around, and twelve white images of twelve flying fish rose rapidly.

Icha followed them alone.

After a while, the white shadows stopped and tightened towards the center.

Eleven angel subordinates gathered around Sariel.