"Give her back to me!" Beelzebub was bathed in the angelic aura, holding himself up with two arms, hammering the earth of flesh and blood with four hands, following his fourteen crimson eyes to check the figure, glaring at him, as if to stare. Kill him. "You hateful person...who are you? Your voice..."
Angels in the sky and demons on the earth all saw the miraculous scene just now.
The angels, however, were not allowed to make any noise, so they looked on in holy silence.
The demons made quite a noise - the effect of Beelzebub's command weakened along with her power.
Asmodeus appeared from the outside at the right time, and drove his compatriots behind the Cup of Obscurity with a sullen face. Three angels separated from the light cone and moved closer.
The two sides faced each other. No one took action.
Demons have no assurance, and angels have no permission.
"Newly promoted Seraph?" Gabriel glanced expressionlessly and said to Fagel, "When did it happen? Check. Do we have relevant records?"
"Dear sir, according to regulations, the priority of reflection is the highest." Fagel said seriously.
Gabriel didn't say anything, but the Holy Child Cupid rushed over in a second and yelled at Fagel.
A wobbly crimson eye crept closer to investigate.
"I have heard your voice... You are not a real angel. Are you? You are from our side... I remember you. You remember me too, right? You still call me Beziriya... "
Its voice is breathtaking. "Give her back to me. Those shits had the upper hand, but they messed with each other. We still had a chance...Give her back to me."
Icha sighed.
"That's not the case. We have already removed the black shadow in her body. You will only burn her to death in vain. The black shadow can preserve her body, but it will also make her completely controlled by it during this ritual. Look. Him." He motioned to the twisted Cupid.
"I don't need to read anything! The prophecy..."
"Bezliya. Bezliya. All that needs to be said has been said."
"We still have a chance..." Beelzebub hummed.
"So as you said. Just this chance. You can rest for a while."
Beelzebub's crimson eyes that had become dull blinked and closed sleepily.
Yicha retreated to a stone pillar and waved his hand.
Beelzebub. Gabriel. Why are they turning a blind eye to something so obvious?
A scream like a daydream passing through the dusk.
Bang——
In the distance, a huge impact stopped the howling.
Diablo looked over Isaac's shoulder in surprise.
I saw a large, crudely built ship coming out of nowhere, roughly stuck on the other side of the Cup of Obscurity, and half sinking into a casting pool full of purple slurry.
The boat was made of benches, lamp stands, oil drums, curtains, candle holders, strange leathers, rough slates and a lot of other materials. This reckless mooring almost knocked it apart and the daily necessities rolled away. One place.
A charming, leopard-eared, red-haired devil leaped onto the bow of the ship and laughed boldly. "This is the only way! I used a big crucible to make the rudder, and it's very crooked!"
"Naruf!" Diavolo waved his arms and greeted the only guy he knew from a distance.
The red-haired devil flipped up his hair, took out a diamond goblet from somewhere, raised it, and winked at her from a distance.
A hybrid harpy wearing blue and purple feathers jumped out next to him - she was leading a dog; a strong minotaur with black energy and a gloomy face, holding a bright red spear; two demon boys, One had blond curly hair and blue eyes, the other had a dark complexion and was wearing an angel-shaped robe with a golden feather on his chest - there were many demons with dark complexions and tattered robes who wanted to follow, so he asked them Stay on board.
"Naruf will watch your children, go ahead!" Naluf waved his hand.
The captain stayed on the ship, and the minotaur took the lead. They carefully avoided the light of order illuminated by the angels, alerted each other, and flew towards this side.
The angels cast a cold and pure gaze, because there was no order and no interference.
"What's happening here?"
Cupid, the Saint Child of Order with dark eyes, saw all this, turned his head and hissed to Gabriel:
"'Gabriel the Opener. Have you seen it? The other party's helpers are gathering in the distance! Do you still hesitate? The War of Dawn has been launched, and all the angels have descended. You only need to listen to me again. Take Let’s go down to the Chaos Hell, our ancient enemy, and let us move around in all the planes!”
"I only see a group of filthy weaklings who need to follow order. Just like every filthy person who is afraid and silent under our light." Gabriel replied unhurriedly and majestically. "You have summoned the perfect energy of perfect order for us, what threat are there from a few filthy ones?"
"Since there is perfect order... forget it! Then send a few more angels to extinguish the flames! Or let me deal with her!" Cupid stretched his bow, set up a gray arrow, and aimed at Diavolo. "This way they will never be able to fight us!"
The gray arrow shot out suddenly, like a sinister look.
Icha led Diavolo and dodged three feet flatly. The girl with horns waved her little fist and said, "You're so disgusting!"
But it's no longer necessary.
"Cupid, it's against the rules." Gabriel's voice sounded even flatter than the Brand Square.
The arrow was stopped in the air by Gabriel's words of perfect order, motionless.
"We violated too many rules today." Gabriel waved his hand slowly, and the gray arrow fell to the ground blankly. "Especially the trip to extinguish the Three Fires of Purgatory - our remaining six colleagues have to wait for Sariel to return and pardon him together before we can continue. I think what Fagel said is very in line with order. When the other party has no resistance, , it’s not too late for us to reflect first.”
"What a bunch of rubbish!! You are so stupid!! This is the opportunity I created for you!!! Opportunity!!! Haven't you ever thought that they would also seize this opportunity?" Cupid waved his bow, Beating his chest, "Do it now!!! Listen to me!!!!"
"Dear Holy Child Cupid."
The angel Fagel, who was holding the record in his hand, turned to him seriously - even though Cupid had been treating Fagel roughly, he always maintained that attentive and pure expression on his face.
"According to the regulations. You are not allowed to speak like this to Seraph... The name 'trash' is strictly prohibited! We have exceeded the limit today. As for seizing the opportunity. We all know that fighting for opportunities regardless of principles is called 'speculation' , is one of the seven sins..."
"Fagor! Don't forget your place!" Cupid sneered and interrupted him again. "So according to the regulations, let me ask you, can an angel interrupt in this situation? Haven't we already exceeded the limit?"
Fagel was speechless now.
He looked ashamed, and his upper and lower lips dryly opened and closed twice, then closed them together.
