Chapter 120: Bliss to the soul

Xishu rubbed his eyes vigorously. Try to understand the current situation.

To be honest, he really didn't understand what the formula was. And he was very sure that Chief Ramel didn't quite understand it either (as everyone knows, angels use the arranged network of order to stimulate energy - just like arranging the sky first and then calling thunder. Although Chief Ramel's approach is strange, but There is no difference in essence), but the formula is different. Although it can also establish a relationship with the energy network, it is more like using it as a material. Without the order energy network, it can still make a difference.

For example, right now, the order wedge they arranged can only guarantee what happens in that quadrangular room.

But the formula still works well.

Shishu stood on his back feet (which was useless, just making his point of view half an inch higher) and stared at the place where the formula worked. There was a hole there. The wind was blowing outside. In the original design (okay. He just thought that using the word "design" would make it appear that he not only listened attentively but actually understood), this formula would open up the passage from here to the source of order, and at the same time allow The power of summoning can fall on the Demon Duke smoothly, and they can pass through it together and go to the designed place.

The difference between the current situation and the designed situation is——

There really is no difference. This rift still leads to the source of order. Just in the opposite direction. So what if it goes in the opposite direction? The passage from the Hell of Chaos to the Source of Order should be the same thing as the passage from the Source of Order to the Hell of Chaos. Just like the journey from death to life or from life to death is the same thing...

etc. Not the same thing. Is it right?

Xishu stared at the airflow from the crack. My mind started to wander. He could feel his throat aching. The scream in the nightmare just now did not completely go away from him. What had he seen during that bad experience not long ago? What had he seen during the bad experience that preceded that bad experience not too long ago?

Chief Lamere said. The dead rise and the living die. Disaster. some type of. He really didn't want to think about it.

"I told you, it won't help."

The sound of stretching his intestines interrupted his thoughts. Xishu had no choice but to bring his attention back to reality.

The demon picked up the undead's words - it's possible they had been talking. It's just that he doesn't know.

"Why don't you try it too?" Icha said. "It won't do you any harm."

"First you threatened me. Then you tempted me." Shenchang Lining sounded unmoved. "Is this all you're going to do?"

"Why not?" The devil's tone was casual. A guy with such a tone could betray everything easily. Xisu thought. "You plan to use angels to destroy us. Of course we are willing to use you to destroy angels. This is congruent. Just like the three sides of a triangle."

Xishu vaguely felt that there were some loopholes in Yi Cha's words. But what the Demon Duke said was too reasonable. He didn't have time to think.

"All right."

He heard Shanchang Lin sigh tolerantly. "Then let's see."

The undead let go of his hand.

The lens with complex patterns rose from his scar-covered palm and floated to the vicinity of the crack. "Get ready," Xishu heard Ichaint say. "I will transform the formula and summon them. One, two, three - a total of thirteen angels. Jointly led by the angel Lamel and the angel Kezier. You use the wheel of scattering and the scattering lens to decompose them and inject death into them. The body of a spiritual angel. You are familiar with the rest of the steps."

Shangchang·Ling seemed to think about it briefly again.

"It doesn't hurt, though. But—" he said. This time the tone was quite solemn. "I told you. No necromantic angels will be created under your watch. And we are true to our word."

"The undead will not break their promises. Unless necessary." He added.

The air was filled with the devil's smile for a moment. "Oh." He nodded heavily, quite deliberately. The effect is similar to shaking the head. "If you cared so much, I would turn away and not look."

The devil waved his hand, indicating that he could wait patiently for the other party's decision. Then he lowered his head and looked at Xi Shu who had crawled onto his neck.

The mouse's claws had just scratched there for a while, and now it simply moved its mouth to bite, almost making him feel itchy.

"What's wrong?" Icha said in a voice only they could hear.

"I am the Angel of Death." Xisu said. Even I thought my voice was weird. He had a million concerns but no time to think about them. "Stop torturing them."

"oh?"

"You don't mean to..."

Xishu considered the sentence.

Chief Lameier said: At such a moment, a being will suddenly feel blessed to the soul. All the confusion so far suddenly has a goal, time has a direction of flow, and the will can be preserved in a peaceful place.

It was like learning to appreciate music and being struck by lightning. The page he opened at random in the thirty-volume code of conduct guide was exactly what he wanted to refer to at the moment.

He will discover that his own meaning stems from a simple purpose. And all he has to do is reach it without looking back...

certainly. Chief Lamel also told him that this was actually one of Chief Dror's boring and long teachings. This kind of thing is completely incomprehensible when you don't understand it, and there is no need to explain it after you understand it. The devil is good at such language.

But she finally concluded: "He's right."

He now felt that Chief Dror might actually be right.

"Don't hurt them," Xishu said.

strangeness. It stands to reason that he made a pretty good move, but it still doesn't feel sacred at all. It was like another crime had been committed.

Is it because he is not willing enough? He was indeed not willing at all. If he had a choice, he wouldn't even want to come. From the moment he was woken up from his sleep by Lamel, nothing happened that he liked. He vaguely felt that he should do something, but he could never think of a way that was neither bad nor stupid.

"Don't hurt Chief Lamere and Chief Kircher. And my colleagues," he said. "I just had a dream. I dreamed that I was an angel of death."

"oh?"

"Chief Lamere said, the reason why I dream about you is because I have a certain connection with you. I didn't know at that time-" Xishu said squeakingly. "Now I think. Probably just for this moment."

"Yeah?"

"I probably came here just for this moment," Xishu said. Blessing to the soul. It's really not like what Chief Lamere said. He didn't feel anything related to "blessing". He was unhappy. Very reluctantly. But he only has that one purpose. Isn't it? He could only reach it without looking away. "I am the best material for the Angel of Death." He said. "Don't ask them to come."

"Are you willing to sacrifice for them? Or are you willing to sacrifice for me?"

The devil is 100% smiling.

"I don't want to. But I can't help it." Xishu said. It feels terrible. Very tired again. "Someone has to sacrifice, choose me."

"Don't I?"