"Then it's settled."
Yi Cha carelessly stroked the cracks on the long table, and the fine lines closed up without leaving a trace.
"Deal." The two Dumas said at the same time.
"I'll let you know when I'm leaving. Or should I let your leopard start following me now?"
"It's not necessary. I have a way to find you."
"Not bad. How do I contact you? Talking to my own shadow?"
"Okay."
The Shadow Demon Duke on the right burst out with a beastly laugh. "Preferably a shadow of magic fire. Separated by nickel plates, cast on mercury. You know what to do."
"Okay." Yi Cha nodded, indicating that he could go.
The two shadow demons did not leave immediately. Duma on the left was still looking at him with his slender red eyes and said solemnly:
"What were you looking for just now? Before I came."
It's possible he did.
"If you have an impression." Yi Cha felt that there was no need to hide it. "I'm looking for a child of Chaos. A little girl."
He waited for Duma to say "Oh." or "You asked the right devil. I just saw her in the blood pit on the roadside." But Duke Shadow Demon just shook his head, "Sorry, I can help with this." Not too busy."
Duma on the right transforms back into a leopard made of shadow. The Shadow Demon Duke and his pet flew away like a pair of bad friends.
To check out the breath. He found the crack that had been smoothed again and knocked off a piece.
Where did Diavolo hide?
She is the shelter box. Therefore she cannot be summoned without contact. He had thought before that he might be able to communicate with her in the very center of hell. However, such good luck did not appear.
The Daughters of Hell are the sheltering boxes of the Featherless Ones. The innocent, dazed, clever little girl who calls him "Boss".
Perhaps it is the only existence that can compete with the willful tree of hell, with another kind of willfulness.
He turned the gray stone in his hand and broke it into two pieces.
(buzzing.)
The clockwork is running and may return to zero at any time. There is still time, just a little bit.
…
He sat there until the next morning.
The left one of the three torches began to flicker. He looked up and found that the sky was quickly swallowed up by fog from all sides.
Soft mist surrounded him, pushing sparks and smoke into the distance.
The moist water vapor drove away the scorching wind, and a leaf fell. The long tilted table, the high-backed stone chair opposite, and the twisting fire cliff were like pushed-away building blocks, sinking into the quicksand of dreams.
The trees closed in on him, shoulder to shoulder, forming a hollow. Smell and light and shadow are replaced.
Yi Cha rubbed his eyes and looked around, and found that he was in a lucid dream again, by the Luoyue Lake.
My hands are empty.
The lake was not far away, and Norole sat on the rocks in the center of the lake with her back to him. A section of her white waist was exposed under her wet hair, and her back was straight, exuding a distant atmosphere that was not here.
"Sariel?"
Yi Cha didn't come closer, or even stand up - just the chair under him turned into a log.
Norole remained motionless, with only her tail undulating slowly along the waves of the water.
"Give me the new crystal." Norole's voice sounded flat. Sure enough, Sariel was speaking through her.
Yi Cha thought for a moment.
He felt that his brain was divided into several areas. As soon as he finished the urgent work on one side, the work on the other side immediately piled up and was teetering on the verge of collapse.
"I want to start over from scratch."
He quickly changed his mood and faced the lingering figure from the water vapor. "After all, you hide too much. The masking box. And the source of these essence crystals - I won't say that you asked me to find your believers, but it is actually your intention to stimulate the accelerated generation of crystals."
"You knew already."
"But it's not important. Isn't it? After all, I am still sitting here. The fact that I can sit means that I have not yet come into contact with the key to the problem."
"Maybe soon."
Sariel was silent for a while, "Please give me the new crystal."
"No. Single transaction."
"Yes. Give it to me and make your terms."
"I have no conditions now." Yi Cha said.
"What do you mean? You don't want anything?"
Sariel's voice was calm and soft, pleasant to the ear. But to find out he is bound to win.
"No. I don't want to give you anything." Yi Cha said slowly, "I want and want to know a lot. The secret of the masking box, the secret of the featherless one. The success rate, the penalty for failure, and the possibility of regret. Number of times. Which of them can you exchange with me?"
"Within the scope of my abilities, I can help you destroy others, create new life, and provide shelter. I can do these."
"How about this? A little thing: tell me where you are. Let's meet."
"I'm very sorry. I can't agree to this."
"You are not at the Source of Order, nor are you in one of the nine planes, right?"
"Yes."
Ah ha. Yi Cha thought.
Sure enough,&nbp;&nbp;Starting from the heart of recovery,&nbp;&nbp;Featherless Man’s unknowable plan has been launched.
Maybe this guy is hiding in a corner of his own like a hibernating cicada, with a mask on his face. As long as he sees his true appearance, he will be stunned.
This is very easy to speculate, otherwise why would Sariel go to such trouble to create this dream?
"You have many conditions to offer." Sariel said softly.
"I can't bring up anything else right now," Icha said. "That's it. Let me think about it."
He can think of it. Can also be proposed. But he didn't want to hand over the Heart of Flame Destruction yet - even though he carried it with him.
"Opportunities like this don't last long."
"I know it. Don't worry. You'll get it eventually."
After I made the tool and researched it thoroughly. certainly.
Yi Cha heard a breathy sigh.
"All right."
Sariel did not force it. His presence left silently.
The forest retreated in steps like a magician's props. The water vapor dispersed, and Norole's back became blurry and quickly disappeared.
Luoyue Lake left faster than it came, and the scene of hell returned.
Yi Cha felt the weight in his hand again - the thing in his hand appeared again, and he could see demons gathering here in the distance.
a new day.
He connected the soul storage rune stone and the small statue together - he carved them out of the two stones, cast a simple target spell on it, and waited patiently for the torrent of souls to arrive. Not long after, Yan Cliff became lively and crowded with demons who came to collect soul energy and perform construction work.
Yizha flew to a high place and approached, looked at the route and landing point of the torrent, and after sizing it up, he lowered the improvised spell device into the downstream of the torrent and fixed it. After making sure it was okay, he clapped his hands.
He looked at the dark crowd of demons below. Scales, pointed claws, wings, taut hard skin.
(buzzing.)
"Diavolo," he called.
Several demons looked up at him.
"Diavolo!" he shouted.
More demons reared their heads. The demon flying towards this place hovered in the air in confusion.
"Don't be afraid, Diavolo! This is your home!" he shouted. The sound spread from the center of hell to all directions.
Almost all the demons were looking at him. He darted upward before their eyes.
"Your destiny is more than just a container! This is your home! My home is your home!!"
Yicha quickly jumped on the ground a few times, rushed to the entrance of the plane passage, and flew away.
(End of Volume 4)
