Chapter 305: Just Bad

"Zhaint arrived late the next morning. That was almost the last time he had to come. Any later, and the transformation ceremony would have failed due to lack of guidance. Any earlier, and he might have to Help Kirkland with the incredibly tedious paperwork - proof of identity, proof of rank, proof of identity as proof of identity, proof of rank as proof of rank, a pass through the gate, a fly-by to the publishing house A pass, a pass to the Pass Office... these things have nothing to do with becoming an angel. But they do have to do with using the roads, passing through the gates, and talking about the weather in the Source of Order. And these things are crucial to being a true angel. Important. There is no doubt that every demon in the Order of Fallen Angels wants to be a real angel. Even more than the real angels themselves. It doesn't matter! This kind of thing will never be a problem in the future. Don't choose omnipotence The problem-solving machine came to be solved simply because of some ceremonial sentiments - or a virus that quickly began to spread among the Wei Xing Qi Mian volunteers - a virus called: dignity. More or less, the volunteers were obsessed with Magnum. The problem-solving machine is a bit repulsive - specifically, it was destroyed nearly fifty-four times overnight. No one knows that after the machinist's divine promotion, the only person who can master its use is Yi Chaint. What. That floor lamp - when some evil-minded guy belatedly remembered the only clue in the eternal room, he also took it away. The mechanic's only friend here - the high-level vampire Lasno Luo has not been seen for a long time. Everyone has almost forgotten him. No one knows whether the virus has spread to our Demon Duke. There is no sight to capture his presence at the scene, but all the damage has failed. No matter what, it cannot be done The missing person, Zhanient Xinkardes, descended on the area where the fallen angel transformed. He did not just press a button on the universal problem-solving machine to get things done directly, or create a clone to replace himself. But he He was also very late. In other words, he came just in time - in his words: 'just bad.'" - "Walking with the Great Willy Shaw - by Chaint Sim "The Biography of Caldestus"... has just broken.

Icha landed in his place—that of the holy angel, painted there with a pair of white wings that made him frown.

The ground was extremely muddy from the rain. He waved it back dry. Looking around, all the existing members of the Order of the Fallen Angels have arrived.

Some of their faces he had seen for the first time today—perhaps noticed for the first time. He looked them over carefully.

The members of the sect also saw him: "Our Holy Angel!" They were covered in the luster of metal powder, like a pile of stone elements that had just emerged from the mountains, and they shouted fervently.

"Holy Angel." Shankarabi appeared like a weed from a handful of weeds. Just one night passed, and he was almost as thin as a bone.

His deeply sunken cheeks set off his pair of dark green concerned eyes like two marrow stones.

"You just arrived. What trouble did you encounter?"

"An attack from the undead. And an attack from a fanatic believer. The latter is not a problem at all, but the former almost took me away again. It's true." Yi Cha shrugged his shoulders.

"But for some reason, they seemed to have decided to let me go in the end. Thanks to their generosity I am here—"

"It's too dangerous." The dean didn't take this as a joke at all.

"Are you sure you don't want me to stay?"

"It's quite necessary." Yicha bared his teeth and smiled.

"But it's time for you to go. We don't have time to talk about much. See you later." Karabi paused for a moment.

The steamy wind blew his empty burqa.

"You may not see me again in the future."

"So who am I talking to now? I'm not omnipotent. I'm just a little more experienced with this stuff now."

"You're kidding." Rabbi Shan shook his head this time.

"Not many angels can hear that I'm joking." Yi Cha actually laughed this time. He looked into the other person's dark green eyes.

"See you later."

"See you later." The leader of the Fallen Angel Order nodded solemnly. Willy Xiao's shout broke the thin atmosphere: "Hurry!! We are going to miss the best time!" The members of the Fallen Angel Order retreated and gathered silently by the calm holy pool.

Willy Xiao sat down on the ground, gasping for air from the excessive physical work. There are no mechanical dolls, imps, ghosts, or clerks, and even the most zealous fallen angel believers are helpless.

Even Ke Qier couldn't help him. The angel was busy passing behind the believers holding a stack of documents that exceeded his head, reading each name, and binding each page to the corresponding believer.

"Can't say 'delicious'. Say 'free from hunger'. Can't say 'frozen', say 'shuddering'" He quickly chanted the rules that only he understood at the moment.

The documents quickly evaporated as he chanted. Fine waves appeared in the holy pool, and faint white reflections began to appear on the originally empty water surface.

Ke Qier went around in a circle, and there were only a few documents left. He stopped next to a small figure.

"Le Che." He read her name.

"if you are willing to……"

"willing."

"If you want to..."

"want."

"You will lose..."

"loss."

"Then please tell me..." Le Che repeated those words after the angel. Her tiny, white-winged reflection appeared in the water.

Kezier's hands were empty.

"Weather: blood rain. The blood rain will witness your new life. The faith of the saint will lead you. Follow him. Go to a new place. This is good." Ke Qier crossed his empty hands on his chest He stepped forward, flapped his wings and rose up: "And you are -" Silver waves rolled up in the holy pool.

The angel pronounced their names again. one by one.

"And you will be -" He read the names on the documents, one by one. Then he set his sights on checking.

The Demon Duke looked at them deeply.

"Don't believe in miracles, angels," he said. Direct the flow of energy. The light of order surrounded them.

a long time. The pool is dry. The shine faded. Willy Shaw scratched his butt.

"What are you talking about?" The arcane scholar got up and scratched his hair.

"Why did you say you were late? Brother Chaint."

"I was killed twice."

"Oh. That didn't work! Our biography is almost finished again!" Willy Xiao laughed.

"But it's true. Not long after I just finished attacking you. Here we go again!"

"That's right. The coordinates of my anchor point have been exposed."