Chapter 49 The Sixth Day

A real new day.

Then five real days passed.

Day 6 (On the new calendar, it will be written literally as "Day 6", because no one will suddenly think of giving it a colorful name that will only increase dyslexia. Thank God, such a day finally reached). seven in the morning.

Very precise, unpretentious, genuine seven points.

The map is almost complete. Icha falls into a hall filled with floating patches of colorful gas simulacra. Realized that it looked three times bigger than the day before. Translucent, dotted mist fills half of the space. Shadowy. Countless eyes piled up into a hilltop with bright gazes, breaking through them all the way to the bottom of the chandelier.

Icha was sure there had been many other things in the room, but they were all overwhelmed by the army of eyes.

A purple-eyed sentinel saw him enter. It indicated a yellow eye with its glance. Purple eyes. Yellow eyes. green eyes. black eyes. White eyes. Injuries to eyes. radiating eyes. Eye popping. 9834 Order eyes. Colorful eyes. Purple eyes. All eyes turned. With a fierce look in his eyes, he focused on the devil.

It was as if a visual feast suddenly exploded before my eyes. Yi Cha shrugged his shoulders and pretended to shake off the non-existent dust on his body. He wanted to lean on the railing, but the skin on the side close to the railing immediately became cold when he was stared at.

Keep a certain distance from the railing.

"That's all you'll do to me. Right? That's all you can do." He told the Eyes. "Has anyone found a friend named 'Mouth' or 'Legs' today?"

The eyes stared at him silently. His eyes were fierce.

Gaze is just an adjective. Just like eyes are just an adjective. There is no light in the eyes, there is no spirit in the eyes. They looked scary, weird, numerous (numerous did not mean "eyes" in it), and presented an overwhelming advantage, but they were just a bunch of eyes staring at him.

He walked half a circle around them.

"No. Right?" he said.

Like "Really?" stands for "Don't be stupid." The only meaning of "yeah" is to be refuted. The meaning of this sentence is not realized. The eyes shot focused and useless glances - not completely useless, more or less, Yi Cha still felt a little uncomfortable. (This is one of the principles of evolution of some angels. They evolved multiple eyes to scare away demons. However, it didn't take long before the behavior of 'evolution' was regarded as violating the regulations and was prohibited. Because the regulations require angels to think that they are Perfect, and perfection does not require evolution).

"Report. Proposal. None?" Yi Cha said.

The eyes stared at him silently.

"It's okay to have bad news. Very bad news." Yi Cha said.

The eyes stared at him silently.

Yi Cha put a hand in front of his face and shook it.

"It doesn't have to be like this. If you don't want to do anything," he said. The eyes followed his hand. But obviously, none of them found a friend named "Ear".

"Then let's live in peace as usual." Yi Cha said. He prepared to climb down the railing and do a final check on the map. A small fly emerged from a patch of slightly darker air and landed on a smooth white bone round-headed pole in front of him. Flap your wings.

"My dear Om." It turned around and made a smooth voice. The gaze from the small red eyes was mixed in with countless glances. "How are you?"

"Same as five minutes ago," Icha said.

He was very precise, unpretentious and genuine and was only gone for five minutes. Now it came to him again. Icha kept waiting for the little fly to finally become interested in the lizard paintings and finger bindings. However, nothing like this happened. From the beginning of a new day, it will not be distracted by other things. I have also always maintained a good level of energy - it's easy to figure out: now there are no targets of sufficient value for the little fly to kill or pretend to kill (the former makes the latter more interesting).

Every awakening of the Lord of Hell will bring disaster and destruction, conquest, great momentum, and so on. There is such a thing. Yi Cha had forgotten a little bit about the similar broadcast content. But that spirit was probably more or less in his heart: Beelzebub always had to do evil things.

There's nothing nefarious to do in this awakening. In other words, it hasn’t planned to do it yet. It is useless to speculate. How about imagining it...

No. Just stop imagining it.

"The lich hasn't come back yet." The little fly said casually. Icha shrugged and returned to the fairly cleanly shaved railing, letting it fall on the back of his hand and crawl up to his shoulder. This time it was the eyes of both of them that stared at the others. better than nothing.

But the most important eyes are not there.

One Metz fell into panic and fled through the air. By the way, Nesis, who was attached to him and refused to cooperate, was taken away. Icha is unfazed by the potential damage caused by their departure. The rickets still diligently performed the tasks assigned to them. It can be seen that the original Olympian has not run far or died... He couldn't leave here in the first place. Or die again.

No. Can not be sure.

Icha glanced over his shoulder. It's as if all certainty has indeed been lost. The map is almost complete. He also knew what to do with him. Some attempts are still valid - valid in that you won't know it doesn't work until you try. But he wasn't sure if he should go down and put it away now.

Listen carefully, and the time window prompt disappears. The annoying part was that he didn't know if it was the wrong time or if it was simply broken.

There are quite a lot of broken things...

"It's just you and me here, my dear," said the little fly.

"Everyone is watching. My queen." Isaac scanned those dense eyes. Purple eyes. Yellow eyes. green eyes. black eyes. White eyes. Injuries to eyes. radiating eyes. Eye popping. 9834 Order eyes. Colorful eyes. Purple eyes. "There are a lot of eyes watching here."

"Why bother with them? They are useless." said the little fly buzzing.

There isn't a great reason. Or a bad enough reason. These eyes are the viewpoint of the all-encompassing forest. The old point of view was that of Willy Shaw. They were kicked out. Even he can no longer see what is happening in other elephants through the identity of the protagonist.

There is no need to go and see it. Those characters are completely free. The story came true. The Vientiane Forest returns to the universe.

On the sixth day.

real. If there is already "truth and falsehood" in this new sixth day, the new seven o'clock in the morning.

"There is indeed no need to worry about it, Your Majesty," Yi Cha said. Truth and falsehood do exist. What he is telling now is the truth. "It's just a little uncomfortable."

The little fly buzzed and laughed.

It flew downward. Grab those eyes.