Yi Cha was pacing, gesturing to everyone, and casually glancing towards where she was pointing. On a normal day, he believed he would have noticed anything unusual. But who else but a certain Queen would be too harsh on his attention today? No one can demand his attention.
He can stay sharp, but he doesn't have to.
The inner edge of the ceremonial square is in deep shadow. This concentration is enough to hide many things for eyes accustomed to bright light - Yi Cha squinted his eyes and saw the edge of the scene that was almost submerged in shadow:
A thick rope parallel to the road under his feet, like the outstretched arms of a giant octopus suddenly obsessed with gorgeous costumes - there is a row of shaky "tassels" hanging from the bottom of the rope. If you look carefully, those are The corpses dripping with internal organs were not the only species among them. Bodies bleeding with blood and pieces of flesh hung above the outermost row of pits, extending into the distance into complete darkness.
Can't see any problem.
These are just additional decorative adjustments arranged by Douma for the solemn ceremony of the King of Demons and the visit of the demonic army of hell -
Some of the decorated hanging corpses are obviously trophies brought by the soldiers. Those guys have their own purple intestines wrapped around their necks, and broad-tailed darts that are as conspicuous as bow ties are nailed to their throats - these gadgets are not lethal, they are just the latest trend. In addition to the celebratory badges, these decorative hanging corpses that create atmosphere also retain their traditional function of being eaten, as can be seen from the gaps that appear from time to time in the queue of hanging corpses.
But even for guests, eating is not necessarily a top priority.
Yicha walked forward slowly. The audience in the front row surged forward and interacted with him crazily. Blessings with dirty words were overwhelming... If it wasn't dirty, it couldn't be called a blessing from a partnership ceremony. Take away the procreation part, and these blessings are actually quite beautiful—much more beautiful than those used before, and even have many more twelve-syllable words.
So it's just a culture that's gradually improving.
The guest devil was very excited. Every step he took stirred up a turbulence of energy, and everyone's energy and roar surrounded him. Do they know who he is? Maybe some understanding.
I could see a few familiar faces, but that didn't matter either.
What's important is that there's such a big, energetic celebration now, and they're in the front row of that celebration. They have their own feelings that they want to vent. Yi Cha casually grabbed the nearest tongue, stretched it, and flicked it onto the tongue's owner's eyeball, causing a crowd of excited screams.
Sixteen empty demons scattered all the little bits and pieces, flew in front of him, and began to spray black fire from a small hole in their buttocks. The black chaotic fire touched the ground, and in an instant a fire wall several stories high was set up. A black carpet of flames spread out all the way on the ground, with ancient demonic runes flashing in it.
So what's the surprise? Absolutely not. Isn't this perfectly normal?
He turned his head, wanting to tell Li Fu that this was indeed the case. Li Fu has disappeared. This matter was not important originally.
Anyway, he arrived at the ceremony and not even tardiness, forgetfulness and bad planning got in the way.
Isn't this a very easy thing? As long as he does it, it will be a very easy thing.
Look, just think about it from this perspective. Thinking about it now, he thought that this angle was probably given by the Vision of Truth. But there is no need to worship this perspective too much - this perspective may already exist.
The Sky Demon flew over the wall of fire. Yi Cha stretched out his hands and passed through the fire lightly - he deliberately kept his burning and smoking hair and the dark sparks on his clothes - there was no need to disappoint everyone. Sure enough, the nearby guests were so excited about this that they screamed loudly, raised their tongues to poke the tops of their heads, and bit each other's cheeks off the seats next to them.
So it's easy, simple and enjoyable. Affirm again. Yi Cha clapped his hands - a gesture he really missed. Soon some demons stretched out their hands from their eyes, top of the head, nostrils, and collarbones, and clapped along with him.
Yicha clapped his hands and flowed through the second wall of fire - this wall
The flames are the same as the previous one, only six times thicker. The next wall of fire is six times as thick as the second one - it can hardly be called a wall of fire, but more like a wall moved from hell, with some added Channel for localized color. After passing through the third black fire space, the flames shooting out of his body were almost as high as his own height. When he came out, he heard the biggest applause he had ever heard in his life.
He kept up the applause with burning hands and snapped his fingers. The demons followed him and started snapping their fingers. As the chaotic sound of finger snapping reached a certain level, crimson magma with a bit of a classical atmosphere emerged from the bottom of each deep pit, rising rapidly and quickly filling the gaps between demons.
This perfectly placed and thoughtful gesture drove all the demonic guests almost crazy. Countless demons jumped in the magma pool. The music also became manic and broken - apparently the band responsible for the performance also improvised and joined in the frenzy.
Yi Cha started to run - he didn't have to run, so it was just a pretense. This pretense complemented what was happening now. In short, he passed through the fourth, fifth, and sixth walls of fire like flying. These fire walls are composed of living fire. They wiggled eagerly toward him, displaying fleeting joy.
Cheerful. relaxing. simple.
He can stay sharp, but he doesn't have to. He knew who was waiting for him at the end of the road. In this period, this was a very rare thing.
Yi Cha rushed towards the seventh wall of fire, which was one of the three colors of fire. When his thoughts connected again, he had already passed through the ninth wall of fire - it was another of the three colors of fire. A sort of.
He listened carefully and found that he could already hear a distant hum in front of him. The demons jumped, and the orange-red luminous magma splashed out was particularly conspicuous in the three stars of shadow. The screams of the demon guests almost shook the entire third terrace.
The honor guard of the violent demon rushed up and carried him on their shoulders. A large number of burning demons flying in the sky began to create a series of explosions. This is of course a requirement of the ceremony, a requirement of Beelzebub, and Douma would not make this place so bright and dark...
If he is as sharp as usual, he must think about why Duma negotiated with the queen to hold the ceremony here. Of course it is convenient for him here. The Demon Queen might also be willing to approve of this convenience.
But what about Duma? Does this do him any good? Instead, the secret would be revealed... He had already revealed his secret.
There was no way he could feel it, despite not being alert at all.
