Chapter 157 Second Arc

Yicha's actions were not fast compared to his own. But in the current Vientiane Forest, it is as fast as lightning. From the evacuation of Beelzebub until now, the polycrystalline survivors on the street have moved between half an inch and forty feet. He walked calmly along a long fence. He was probably the fastest moving creature among the elephants.

Looking down from the wall, there is a gentle atmosphere of despair floating in the broken streets - the residents of the Crystal Plains have a very tolerant attitude towards the death or mutilation of others and themselves, and no one is too sad about it. Being "defeated" was not something they considered - especially after it had already happened. In comparison, the impact of broken behavioral norms and disrupted plans is greater—perhaps even greater than the Plague of Silence.

The resulting pain caused them to fall to the ground, forming an obstacle on the road.

Starting from the most damaged areas, we gradually entered the building clusters that maintained their complete appearance. The city and its public facilities look fine on the outside. For obvious reasons, no residents are operating them. These public facilities appear to require no maintenance during three celestial transformation cycles, which is slightly longer than the time required for polycrystalline residents to consume energy.

There is no problem. Willy Shaw followed.

He rushed from behind, holding a pickaxe under his arm, and his hair stuck to the surface of his head. "Where are you going?" he said eagerly. "What's so important about the brown beggar?"

"What's so important about the Three-Arc Bridge?" I didn't even look at him. "The brown beggar was sent to the shelter at the Source of Order by Keqier. Nearby, only the second arc under the ruins of the Three-Arc Bridge barely meets the conditions for establishing a multi-level accommodation facility. The shelter can only be built there. . A desolate creature cannot be in two places at once. It has no place to truly call 'home'. What happened?"

"You asked me a question before I answered it-" Willy Xiao scratched his hair. "Three Arc Bridge... there are two brown beggars!"

"No." Yi Cha said simply.

"The brown beggar escaped from the shelter and came here?"

"If so, wouldn't you know?"

"I reiterate that I am no longer the omnipotent transcendent master that I used to be - just kidding, of course I am." Willy Xiao sniffed. "But it's really possible that I don't know. Hey! Don't expect too much from me! What happened? Tell me. Even if you beat me to death, I want to hear it from you."

"The brown beggar cannot appear in two places. So these two places are one place. Each elephant in the Vientiane Forest is a projection. The elephant where the brown beggar is is the projection of the second arc of the three-arc bridge. Don't forget , although some time has passed, I know what the first day of the new world is like. I repeat my question again, what is so important about the Three Arc Bridge?"

"I do not know!"

"Then no one knows." Yi Cha moved his arms expressionlessly.

They were coming between the two elephants. There were complicated structures with sharp angles and kinks filling the huge cracks. There were also many motionless worms lying on them.

The devil clasped the sharp corners together two by two and rolled the insect inside, passing through the gap. Willy Xiao quickly took out the half-moistened manuscript and added something to it.

"You're recording my actions alone," Icha said.

"You are still very important. My dear brother Yi Chaint." Willy Xiao smiled. "You are a direct relative of the subject of the new biography. The creator of many contemporary historical backgrounds. You have an outstanding reputation. And I am relatively familiar with you."

"Yeah?"

"Of course. Yi Chaint and Dosmas stopped Beelzebub from invading the Crystal Plains in the Vientiane Forest. Now they discovered that the actuary of the world had another plan for them: looking for a man who appeared in the same place. Poor animals in two places. What kind of conspiracy is hidden behind this? How can our friends uncover the mystery and pass the test in the unpredictable and changeable environment?" Willy Shaw read in an aria-like voice. Yicha almost threw him off the side of the cliff. "——And they are all responsible for their own incurable diseases."

“Adokinesia is not an incurable disease.”

"I'm talking about another symptom. Brother." Willy Xiao sighed sympathetically. "I say you all have an incurable disease called 'Devil'. A congenital, irreversible, terminal disease that breaks through the bottom line."

"Fart. Our existence is as natural as the rocks falling from the cliff onto your head." Yi Cha stared at him. "It's been a long time since angels used your disgusting terms against us."

Willy Xiao grinned and shrugged.

"You have to explain why you fell on top of others for no reason. Well, although I said, in fact, it was 'for no reason'. But do the devils read the biographies of devils? It is for other guys. This kind of thing is for other people. In the biography the guy read, everything had to be—"

Yi Cha stopped and Weili Xiao quickly covered his face. After a while, he revealed his eyes from between his fingers and looked around. They didn't know when they entered the night - the surroundings were very dark, but they could still roughly see that there was nothing there. There was mid-air under their feet, with only a faint wave of light, and they stood here.

"We're here," Icha said.

"Second arc?" Willy Xiao put down his hand. The blurry edge of the wave is actually an arc that curves upward and extends to an invisible place. It is not bright, just visible at night. "I don't even know about this area! The brown beggar is here? Where is this?"

"Maybe here. Maybe in a similar place." Yi Cha walked up the shallow slope. "There are about six thousand such dark haloes, and he could be in any one of them."

"Dark halo. A halo like a sun halo or a moon halo?" Willy Xiao stepped hard. "Are we up there?"

"Is it difficult to understand? There are no stars here. There is only night. This is the projection of the second arc. Divided into six thousand shadows."

"Oh." Willy Xiao nodded exaggeratedly and followed the devil. "We have to look for him one by one... Before I faint for such a big project, let me interview him - why are you helping Dosmas find the brown beggar?"

"There is information on Shenchang Lin that Metz wants. And Nesis doesn't know this information. They also think this matter is more important than the Lord of Demons invading one of the nine planes."

"Oh." Willy Xiao answered as he picked up the manuscript. "You have to master this information that even Nesis doesn't know, complete calculations that even Metz can't do, and make choices to decide--"

"Make your choice whether to bother me or not will determine whether you die suddenly here."

"No more. No more." Willy Xiao raised his hands. "I thought you didn't do this anymore. I thought you quit."