A drop of purple-black liquid fell on Keqier's nose. A drop of black-purple liquid pierced a hole in Tolin's body. They backed away as if frightened, and stood under a metal beam, looking above. The brightly fluorescent demiplane at the end of the line of sight is being eroded by black mist.
"It's raining again." Ke Qier wiped away the drop of water and said slowly. "There are always all kinds of weather in the world..."
Yi Cha knew what he meant: "I don't like it." Before the angel finished speaking, thick purple rain with a fishy smell came down with crackling sounds.
Willy Xiao glanced at the rain curtain that was quickly forming. "Ha. It reminds me of a common rhetorical technique - using changes in the weather to set off the protagonist's inner melancholy." He said carelessly, looking at Yi Cha as if joking, "Brother, don't be unhappy. Look...look, the weather has become worse due to your influence!"
Ke Qier opened his eyes slightly and glanced at Willy Xiao, as if he was surprised.
But he held back and remained silent.
Purple rain hammered against the metal supports, deafening. It splashed at their feet and dyed the corners of their robes. It makes them seem to be wearing lower body clothing produced by the same mechanical assembly line. Even Torin turned into a half-purple dim ball of light.
Icha smiled slowly.
"You were wrong this time, Master Willy Xiao. You actually made such a mistake in your consciousness." The devil said - he basically didn't move, and the water stains on his clothes started from one side and burned into a streak of ash. "It has nothing to do with my mood. Don't you see?"
"What's the mistake...I didn't pay attention...what?"
"Think again. Oh. Look again."
Willy Xiao shrugged his shoulders and looked up. A big event has just ended. Several of their close friends took a short break under the pergola and enjoyed this moment of satisfaction, loss, regret, and hope together. That's all. Maybe he was the only one enjoying it. But he enjoyed it very much. In any case, he is an occult scholar and has seen a lot. He imagined things he had never seen. What he hadn't imagined simply didn't exist. No matter how bizarre something is. He can also make it up. What's more, what's happening in front of you is not that bizarre at all.
"It's just raining... This kind of weather is common where I come from."
Willy Xiao watched for a while, and the sky was indeed rolling with complex cloud patterns. The wind pulled the rain into fine liquid dust, and the direction was very strange. Ignoring my eyesight and looking deep into the sky, all the purple and green demiplanes as far as the eye can see are shining with anxious light. It looked like pieces of paper mixed with metal powder that were ignited in the air.
But nothing special. He still remembered the last time the crank structure team made a small mistake, and forks began to fall in the hundred-acre chopstick field. The claw-shaped structure was busy collecting nails and peeling dead skin, and he was busy interviewing his thoughts.
Willy Xiao looked and looked, but found no similar miracle, and muttered:
"Why are you making such a fuss?"
Torin winced uneasily. Ke Qier looked at him again. "Okay!" The arcane scholar did not insist and surrendered with a smile:
"Stop kicking me like that! I don't understand...what happened?"
"The Great Excursion is over. Straight lines will straighten, curves will twist, the lost light will shine in the right place, children will return home, and prey will enter the hunter's pocket. Things that were stopped by the Great Excursion will begin. Torin said with a flash of light. "A new roulette wheel is starting to spin again."
"Some are old roulette wheels. Uh." Ke Qier whispered.
"We've already prepared this, haven't we?" Willy Xiao chuckled. "Let everything come together. We have so many ways to solve the world's problems." He grinned and pointed at the densely packed red buttons at the back - which were now covered with a layer of fog, not as bright as before. Bright. "Too many routes, too few problems. This is the biggest problem now!"
"You are right to say that." Yi Cha said.
"That's right, that's right! That's right!" Willy Xiao quickly remembered something. "The cosmological constant project was also successful, right? Like you said, they didn't use a universal problem-solving machine to calculate the cosmological constant. It's pretty amazing! Things like this are special, worth mentioning, and need to be recognized What the weekly newspaper reported... I am now asking you as the editor-in-chief of the weekly newspaper who has been absent from work for half a month - tell me how much it is?"
The devil was not angry at the word "request". "As I first stated: the cosmological constant is not a number."
"Then you can tell me too."
"It's hard for me to describe."
"Is there something you can't describe? My brother! Then tell me, this 'cosmological constant', this thing, um... is it something I know but don't know. Or is it something I simply don't know? "
"It's what you know but don't know. There is nothing you don't know." Yi Cha said. "You can go and interview Metz yourself."
"Ha! I will! I'll go when I finish what I'm doing!" Willy Xiao became happy. "This is the answer I want!"
As they walked back, the angel kept them protected from the rain. Willie Shaw later understood why.
Blood. It was the blood of aberrations and goblins. The blood of demons and imps. It rushed out from the distant first world and landed on their heads.
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Willy Xiao returned to the camp of the Falling God Project and found that Norole had left without saying goodbye. He wasn't very sad. Immediately change the target and find Dankarabi. Anyway, everyone is already free. He can find whomever he wants.
The leader of the fallen angels is preparing for the transformation ceremony. Le Che is also there. She seems to have made up her mind to become an angel along with the demons of the Order of Fallen Angels. Willie Shaw didn't feel like he was warmly welcomed, but he persisted in chatting with them for three hours.
"Then we will have to go to the Source of Order to play with you in the future?" He squatted on the rock beside the ritual pool and spoke to the busy dean. "Looking at your temper, you shouldn't be like brother Ke Qier who just runs around when nothing happens, right?"
"I think so. Master Willy Xiao. There is no need for you to come and play with me. I don't want to play." Shan Karabi replied seriously. He worked hard to set up the awning to prevent the liquid pool from being filled with rainwater.
"Oh. It's okay. You're welcome. I'm willing to run. Besides, there's this little guy -" Weili Xiao glanced at Le Che who was dazed on the side. "After all, I still have to look after her for her mother. Although it's up to you now—"
"We will treat her equally with other members. Since she has joined us now, she must abide by our precepts. Don't tell lies, don't do bad things, don't act wantonly..."
"Sounds really boring, doesn't it?" Willy Xiao winked at the little water fairy. "It's not too late to regret now. Good uncle Willy Xiao will take you away."
"No." Le Che said. Then silence fell again.
"Wow. You taught me so quickly!" Willy Xiao laughed. He moved closer to Rabbi Shankara. "Then do you have any regrets? Things you haven't completed as a demon? Other demons you want to meet? You can tell me anything you're sorry to tell Brother Yichaint! I'll help you finish it! Hurry! Wait for him later Once you’re here, you won’t be able to say anything anymore!”
For a moment. The Fallen Angel Priest hesitated for a moment as if he was being told something important. "No," he finally answered. "Thank you for your enthusiastic help. Master Willy Xiao. I have nothing to regret. Even if I did, I would like to complete it myself."
"Okay! Amazing!" Willy Xiao smiled.
(End of chapter)
