Hell's Code of Conduct

Of course he heard it, and he mouthed to Ferris that it was Gray.

through the woods

crossing the canyon

The wind takes away our breath and years

Is it a song...?

The voice is nice, but Ferris is hard to connect with the old Gray when he listens to the melody hummed by this magnetic voice.He walked upstairs in a strange way, towards the direction of the singing.

Looking back on the winding trail

Looking at the hometown in the distance

Pale Moon, please guide us on our way

Gray occupied the roof of the tavern, with his long legs propped up and one hand clenched on his chest.His voice was low and soft, his gray eyes were deep, his face was expressionless, and there was only a slight furrow between his usually flying brows, which was completely different from before.Ferris wondered if this expression should be described as wistful.

dusk twilight

Liming Weixi

we've come too far

seen too much parting

Neither laughter nor pain lasts long

Pale moon, if you have mercy, please let the dead rest in peace

Gray raised his head, his eyes looking at the horizon.

Ferris wondered if he was looking for the moon, but there seemed to be no sun, moon or stars in hell.

The words in the song carry an ancient meaning. This should be Gray’s hometown and the language of another world. Ferris listened quietly and realized that it was a ballad describing a long journey.

When any poem is sung, it contains the emotions of the singer himself, and Ferris realized that Gray's relatives are probably no longer in this world.

among the majestic mountains

in the far east

under that pale moon

once was our country

we will be back

live or die

we will be back

live or die

The aftertaste of the singing sank into the air and dissipated without a trace.Gray frowned and saw Ferris in front of the stairs. "What's your business."

Ferris opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to do at this time.Seeing him standing there stupidly, Gray moved a little.Ferris thought this might be a sign of a willingness to talk, and immediately went over and sat on the sidelines.Not long after, they sat under the same roof again, but they didn't see the same sky.

"I think……"

"To shut up."

Ferris was extremely embarrassed. To cover up his embarrassment, he grabbed a bottle of wine at Gray's feet and took a sip.

Don't want to say something?Ferris wanted to ask, but Gray's eyes prevented him from opening his mouth.The blond man sat beside him with eyes downcast, but it was like an isolated island without a harbor, as if he didn't need anyone to walk into his heart.

They still couldn't talk together in the end.

……

When Gray and Ferris were sitting side by side, without any intention of talking, Gray suddenly swept towards a certain direction in the city, jumped off the roof like a falcon, and jumped into the dark alleyway.

"Grey?" Ferriss only hesitated for a moment before the other party disappeared. He felt that he should catch up, but he was afraid that it would cause trouble. "Could it be that he found an angel appeared..."

"A few days ago, there was a place in hell called the Mausoleum of Nothingness, which was suspected to be attacked by angels. The black beast was also keeping an eye on the whereabouts of the angels. But how did the black death find out? Could it be that besides singing, he also has a good nose? "Mr. Lulu poked his head out from the shadow, explaining why he had just disappeared suddenly, "Cats in hell are considered to be the descendants of black beasts, so we hardly appear in front of humans."

"Why is the black beast interested in angels?" Ferris came down from the roof, knocked on the window, and gestured to Hovers inside, indicating that he wanted to go out.

Mr. Lulu said to him: "The angel has provoked the wrong person. Go, go and see."

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Angels have no body or soul, they are made of pure consciousness, particles of light aggregated to form psychedelic lights.At the beginning, when Gray led his people to Cassinola, they were guided by angels. Since they came from the kingdom of God, the gods hoped that they could live in the heaven, but finally found that this world rejected their souls.

"You are a kind of foreign poison, coming from a high-level world, which is contrary to the laws of this world." He still remembers an angel's evaluation of them, and then the people in the heavens left one after another, and the gods no longer responded. The words of the angel came true one by one, and the people of the tribe began to weaken, and Gray turned to find other ways to prolong their lifespan.

He drew his sword, and slashed the floating particles of light with one sword. From a distance, the light looked like a pair of wings, like flowing golden sand.

There are sands of light left on the ground. It seems that a human has just died here. Gray doesn't know what benefit the angel can get from these humans.

"Go back to heaven." The sword can't cause effective damage to the angel, but it can block its way. Gray pointed at the angel and said coldly: "There is nothing you want here."

"It's you." Seeing the person coming, the sound of the wings of light is no longer the toothache-inducing voice mixed together, but a girlish voice, "Grey, brother."

--elder brother.

The timbre resonated in my mind, the blond degenerate seemed to be fueled by a fire, and then roared, the blade swept across the light particles, causing a series of loud noises, and the walls of houses on both sides of the quiet street were instantly swept away by sharp claws That left a deep ravine, lights were turned on from house to house, and screams were heard from inside.

"Dorrone, how dare you use her voice—!!"

The angel of truth and lies transformed into the will body can interfere with the spirit of intelligent creatures, and the spirit carries memory. The angel extracts Gray's memory to find the most precious memory in his heart. There is a voice and a name in it.

"I'm sorry. I just think it's easier to talk to you with this voice." Dorrone didn't want to fight with Gray. His big sword is a weapon of the Kingdom of God, and it will lose its strength if it is struck. "Please Calm down, I want to talk to you."

"Disappear for me!" Gray's face was full of anger. He put away his big sword and used his hands covered in black armor to catch the angel who turned into a ball of light. However, the moment he touched the opponent, countless images appeared in front of him.

His past, in Kasyndor's memory.

—Brother, please live happily ever after, even in a world without me.

Scenes flashed quickly in the pupils of the blond fallen man, and his mind was in a mess for an instant.At this moment, he was looking directly at his own anger, pain and unwillingness. He had fought, even made a contract with the devil to fight, but then he got nothing.

"Go to sleep, please."

The huge impact pierced into the head like a sharp cone. Gray endured the piercing pain and let out an extremely angry roar. The hand that wanted to crush the light was contending with a force, but it was still slightly inferior.

At the last moment of the struggle, the string of consciousness snapped, and he fell into the lonely darkness.

Ferris followed the sound and was seeing the scene where Gray lost consciousness and fell to the ground.He didn't choose to step out, but lowered his body to observe the movement on the other side.

Is that an angel?The appearance of an angel written in human classics is a human silhouette with wings and radiance. It turns out that this is the real appearance.

"It's just a ball." Mr. Lulu whispered.

Seeing the angel dangling above the fallen Gray's head, but there was no follow-up action, Ferris wondered, "What does it want to do?"

As soon as his thoughts fell, the brilliance left the place strangely.

"...?" After waiting for a few minutes to confirm that the angel had really left, Ferris, who was hiding in the corner of the shadow, carefully leaned out half of his body, but when he heard a sound from another direction, he immediately shrank back.

A humanoid creature in a black robe, whose face and gender cannot be identified, slowly approached. It was unknown whether it was a human or a demon.The man kicked Gray, who was motionless, with his shoe, and let out a low, throaty sneer.

"Black Death, you too will fall into my hands one day."

Mr. Lulu couldn't understand this development, "Who is this?"

Ferris watched helplessly as the other party took Gray away, and the distance grew further and further away.He paused in place, and finally stepped cautiously into the shadows and followed.

44. In hell, there is no way to resurrect people

Gray is stuck in the past in a dream state.

He walked out of the temporarily camped settlement and walked a long way towards the forest.There was a simple altar among the lifeless trees. He found it when he was scouting nearby a few days ago.

Two more children died in the settlement today, and their families struggled to hold back tears not to spread the grief among their tribe.Gray buried the emaciated children, and brought their relics to the altar, praying to the gods to protect their souls to reach the other shore.

But Kasyndor probably no longer has a god.

Gray prayed silently. The journey to the south was full of loss. Everyone knew this pain, but no one gave up lightly. They will continue to carry hope along with the lost lives.

"I don't have the means to save them, and I don't have...the strength." Gray muttered to himself, when there were rustling footsteps behind him.

"Erias, you are here."

It was a burly middle-aged man who came. He was out of breath, and seemed to be chasing him all the way. He was slightly relieved when he found Gray, but his face tried not to be so eager. "I was really taken aback when they said you were gone."

"Before I left, I said, come here to pray." Gray answered him, carefully putting away the child's belongings.

"I'm afraid you will be attacked by some ferocious beast." The man touched his bald head and said embarrassedly, "Is the worship over? Then let's go back."

Gray nodded, and walked side by side in the direction of the settlement.

After walking out of the forest, the empty land was full of dilapidated scenes, as if it was covered with a layer of dust.Burning scum floats in the air, and there is no remnant of life left on the cracked surface. Everything loses its color, and everything seems to be taken away by this gray.

When the night falls, it will be another night without light.

"It's been a long time since we've encountered living creatures other than us."

Gray exposed the lies of his companions as he walked. He was not malicious, but the other party stiffened and said, "That's true. Maybe we are the last living people in this world."

"No." Gray replied softly.

They walked for a while, and soon they could see the smoke of the settlement.At this time, the bald man seemed to have finally made up his mind to stop in front of Gray, "Ereas! Go alone! Leave us alone!" He shouted these words with all his strength, and suddenly felt that his voice was too loud , then lowered his voice, and said to Gray in a contradictory tone, "We are already very grateful to you."

Gray looked up at him, "Why did you drive me away?"

"Of course we don't want to drive you away! We also want to live! However, the few of us have discussed it. If, if you leave us alone and go away earlier, maybe you can live well. But you You have been helping us all the time. If you hadn’t opened the temple to rescue us on the day when the catastrophe came, the tribe would not have survived today. Everyone is already very grateful to you, so there is really no need to..."

"I was born here, and the old patriarch entrusted everyone to me before he died." Gray waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to say any more.

"No, wait! You are different from us!" Zatar grabbed Gray's shoulder, "You are a paladin, you are so powerful, if you walked with other goddess guards instead of being dragged down by us, you might have been saved long ago , we made you unable to—”

Gray patted the arm that fell on his shoulder, "Who did you listen to? I am also a mortal, no different from you. I don't want to hear these anymore. When I have that time, I might as well think about how to walk on the right path." road."

Gray let go and walked over to the settlement, "Isha is still waiting for me to send her soul to the other shore. And I will definitely find a place where everyone can live in peace."

"I'm willing to pay any price for this."

The latter sentence was what he said to himself.

But.He didn't find it.

Gray knew that he was in a dream, but he watched his past self with cold eyes. This memory could no longer stir up waves in his heart.

None of those promises he fulfilled.

But why, when Dronie spoke to him in Yisha's voice, he was so angry?Does he still harbor guilt and pain towards his tribe in his heart?

Before he had time to think, the severe pain from the outside pulled him back from the deep consciousness to the surface.He opened his eyes.

Before his eyes were focused, and his vision was blurred, Gray keenly felt that there were two people in front of him.The sharp knife pierced into the body, and the person holding the knife was not steady, so he pulled it out twice after stabbing it in.

"I know you're awake, Black Death." A gloomy voice sounded very familiar to Gray.

He raised his eyes and moved his fingers. Metal shackles of unknown material bound his arms to the wall above his head, as did his lower limbs.His armor and sword were not on his body, and the wounds he had made were painful and bleeding.

But these were not enough to arouse Gray's surprise, he recognized the person in front of him.

"Collian. Why are you still alive?"

At the bloody sand execution platform, Gray was sure that he had broken the neck bone of the opponent, and what was left there was a corpse.Then what is this person who appeared in front of his eyes now, a ghost who came to take his life?

The shadowy mage obviously didn't intend to answer Gray, and he struck Gray's neck again.The blond-haired fallen man hid back, the back of his head hit the wall with a muffled sound, and there was a bleeding edge on his neck, narrowly avoiding the carotid artery.

"Are you scared, Black Death?" Seeing the other party dodging, Corian's eyes lit up, and his sunken cheeks turned an unnatural red. When Lien pulled it out, he couldn't pull it out, and was staggered back a few steps due to the recoil, panting.

Gray tasted blood in his mouth, tilted his head and spit bloody saliva, and said sarcastically: "The mage actually picked up the knife. Where's your spell, Corin?"

"Black Death!" These words caused Corian's extremely strong reaction. He picked up a knife from the table again, and acted rudely. It seemed that he had never used such a murder weapon. This time, he wanted to stab Gray in the face. .

"Please wait, you can't kill him yet."

The third person who was present but remained silent grabbed Corin's arm holding the sharp knife, took the knife away, held his hand with both hands, and said to him in a very absurd coaxing tone: "Go to sleep for a while, good."

Corian seemed to have received an order, and rolled his eyes to stare at the only eyes that were covered by the black burqa covering his whole body.After a while, the mage smiled strangely, as if the smile was just a mechanical movement of the muscles at the corners of his mouth. He slumped his shoulders, his whole body relaxed, and became calm. He didn't speak or move, and let the black robe half support him Half push the area out of the room.

Gray felt a little abnormal, and Corrien looked like a marionette after hearing the words of the black burqa.In addition, the reason for the appearance of the angel has not been clarified, but no one can answer him.He ignored the wounds on his body and tried to forcefully break free from the restraints on his limbs, but the lock was not only made of metal, but also had magic runes on it.

The cell was full of cold and damp air, and the blood flowed to the ground and solidified quickly, as if covered with a layer of frost, and even the breath was stained with cold white air.He only struggled twice, and didn't waste his energy after finding it was useless, but the movement of mobilizing his whole body's strength still made Gray's eyes, which had already lost blood, turn black, showing mottled light and shadow.

He thought of the attire of the black burqa, the believers of the Shadow City, the believers of the Black Beast.

Do they still exist?

"Black Death."

The black burqa who returned to the cell at unknown time came to Gray silently, and the speaker's robe was embroidered with gold thread.He had the voice of a young man, and he still looked thin in his burqa. "I'm Olysius."

Gray has an impression of the name, Olysius, the leader of the followers of Shadow City, and a demonology researcher.

From Gray's expression, Leo Lasius could see that the other party had remembered who he was. He nodded slightly and said to Gray, "You are seriously injured."

In addition to the long and narrow wound that almost severed the carotid artery, there were more than a dozen stab wounds on Gray's body.Although the blade of the knife was very thin, and Corian was not a veteran, it didn't mean that some of the strokes didn't cut tendons and important blood vessels.

But Gray, who seemed to be ignoring the pain, was concerned about another thing now, "Olysius, how did you revive Corian."

He waited for the other party to answer, and Olysius responded by taking out a bottle and handing it to Gray.

After seeing this, the blond fallen man's pupils suddenly narrowed.After being silent for a while, Gray couldn't believe it and asked word by word: "Why do you still have this thing in your hand..."

There was very little red liquid left in the bottle, but it blatantly swayed in front of Gray's eyes, and even his eyes seemed to be bloodshot.

Gray is too familiar with this thing.

"I used the blood of God to rescue the mage, but I arrived a bit late. His soul and spirit left his body for a short time, which caused him to lose the ability to cast spells unexpectedly." Olysius pushed the bottle cork away, I want to feed the last of this liquid to Gray.

Gray turned his face away, not touching it, and said in a declarative tone: "You got this bottle of blood from Ferris."

"It is indeed a gift from God. He gave me his blood, hoping that I can save the people who should be saved."

Gray let out a disdainful snort.

Ferris, who was hiding in the shadows, heard Gray calling Ferris. He knew that he was not talking about himself, but he still had strange emotions in his heart.

They were talking about the old Ferris.

Mr. Lulu in his arms twisted his body restlessly when the young man in the black burqa took out the bottle of blood, and the hair all over his body exploded.

"That's Leal's blood!" If it wasn't for hiding in the dark and unable to come out, Mr. Lulu would have liked to pounce on Olysius to death.

Ferris: "...Leal?"

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It was only mentioned on Weibo before, and I will mention it here again. Gray's real name is Ireas, and Kasindur's holy elf language means "Midsummer Fire". This name has already followed the contract with Ferris. It is invalid and cannot be called out.

If you don’t remember who Corrien is, please go to Chapter 26-27. If you don’t remember who Olysius is, please read Chapter 20 and Chapter [-].

45. In hell, everyone loves beautiful things

"You don't seem to have used the feather I gave you."

"I don't know what it is, it looks like a crow's feather?"

"When you are in danger, call out to it for help, and it will use the big brother who descended from the sky to come over and kill you everywhere."

In the city of Lore, Leal was drinking tea with Duysen.It may be that there is really no good food to eat at sea. The young captain eats a lot after coming to land, and Leal, who has nothing to do, will join in the ranks of eating and drinking when he comes to visit.

Duysen noticed that Leal, who was pouring tea, stopped suddenly, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you."

"It seems that I heard someone singing." Leal smiled and put the teapot back to its original place.

Duysen didn't hear anything, curled his lips, and thought he was muttering, "Mages all rely on their own spells, but you seem to be different." He also poured tea by hand instead of letting the teapot and cup float up to perform magic tricks.

"Do you know what a sense of language is?"

Leal didn't make a fool of himself, and immediately gave the answer, "When you learn a new language and want to use it freely, there will always be a process. For example, if you accidentally get stuck with a needle, you blurt out the pain When it’s not your mother tongue, but the language you’re learning — you’re really using the new language.”

The young captain was directly educated by cultural people, showing a pair of dead fish eyes, and did not want to understand.

Leal smiled, "To put it simply, I don't think I'm a real mage. I study spells, um... Maybe that kind of behavior can't be called learning at all, it's for killing people."

The young captain was thoughtful, "Then did you succeed?"

"It's a life-and-death contest. Now that I'm alive, I have succeeded." Leal stroked the rim of the teacup lightly with his fingers, "I have a friend who is not a friend, he is the real mage. It doesn't matter about race, he He can carry the future of magic in the entire world. It is a pity that he is gone. The battle with the heavens has ruined many excellent spellcasters."

To appreciate someone, sometimes you don't need to say it out loud.Leal smiled wryly in his heart, if Kasimo could hear himself praising him so much, he wondered if he would be petrified.

Duysen half-understood, too lazy to think about it, and chose to fill his stomach with small cakes. "It's exhausting to be your friend."

"It's because of his poor taste, both his clothes and hairstyle are very old-fashioned." Leal also did not hesitate to speak ill of Kasimo.He put one hand on his knee, but this habitual action did not allow him to touch a small hairball on his leg. Leal remembered that Feline had gone to Purgatory Volcano and hadn't returned yet.

How long will it take to eat, why don't you come back.

He took a sip of tea sullenly, the scent of mint tea was obviously very pleasant, but Felinnai always felt that something was missing when he was not around.

Leal asked Duysen: "If one day you don't have to go sailing again, what are your plans?"

I heard that Theresa won a big victory in South Hell, and the research on erythema has also made great progress. Everything is going in a good direction. Human beings already have a place in Hell. As long as they can have a safe place to live, new civilizations will not be established. Take too long.

"Find a small island to farm, maybe it's on the Tearstone Island." Duysen said his "big ambition" and asked, "What about you, what do you want to do after everything is over?"

"When buying a property, it is best to have a lake nearby, and then stay at home and pet cats."

Duysen showed contempt, this ideal sounds less promising than his.

"Go there, a group of people!" "Give way, please!" "It should be in this direction, run over there!"

There was a loud noise outside the window, and after a while, the rattle at the door rang. After the crisp sound, a man's voice sounded outside: "Hello, is anyone home? Search—"

Duysen looked at Leal in awe. He always thought that this naughty mage might be a wanted fugitive, and now someone finally came to arrest him.

However, the remaining conscience still made him ask with his mouth: "Are you going to hide?"

Leal shrugged, acting very calmly, but walked over to open the door himself.

A knight stood at the gate. Coincidentally, it was the young man who asked Leal at the gate of the city that day.The knight recognized Leal immediately when he saw the person who came to open the door, and his cheeks were quickly filled with crimson.

His face was blushing and his neck was stuck, and the words that were originally easy to grasp became stumbling out of his mouth, "I, you, that, have you seen any suspicious people appear?"

Leal made sure that he didn't use any spells to confuse him. He felt that Theresa should strengthen the will training of the knights under her command.

"There is no suspicious person, just the two of us." Leal took a step back and let the knight see Duysen behind him. "Would you like to come in for a cup of tea? What happened?"

The knight took a few deep breaths before regaining his normal voice and speed, and said: "There is a suspicious person who was sent from the red carpet node to the city of Lore, but the guard knight didn't catch him. This person doesn't know where he came from, and he is afraid of causing a bad impact on the city's public order. So we are conducting a search." He added: "Because of the report that Hei, Er... appeared in Luke City the day before yesterday, so—"

"Black what, Black Death?!" Hearing this, Duysen, who was extremely sensitive to the Black Death, jumped off his chair, "He's still alive!?"

The news that the Black Death is still alive has not been officially confirmed and announced. The knight found that he had made a mistake and quickly made up for it. "It's not the Black Death Demon. It looks like an ordinary person, but such words are even more suspicious, so we have to use the defense to search."

Duysen was still full of doubts.Leal waved his hand and said to the knight, "There are a lot of human beings who fell into hell because of the Black Death Rebellion. You must also often encounter people who overreact."

"It's, it's okay." The knight nodded, but seeing Duysen's reaction, he was basically sure that there was no one hiding here.

Leal smiled kindly, and the redness that had faded on the knight's face reappeared. He hurriedly said goodbye and fled.

"Isn't the red carpet only for the Lord of Hell and the Demon General?"

The natural distrust of the fallen had the upper hand again, Duysen didn't believe the knight's words, and prepared to walk out the door.Leal stopped him, "It's not the Black Death."

The young captain raised his eyes, "Why are you so sure?"

Leal: "What would you think if I told you that I am the Black Death?"

Duysen squinted at him: "As we all know, the Black Death Demon has black armor and was a black knight in his lifetime, and you are a mage." Do you think my eyes are not good.

"As long as a person in black armor is a black death demon." Leal asked with a smile, "I'm just making an analogy."

"You mean that others can pretend to be him."

"The source of your hatred is the chaos of the Black Death Demon. Although the Black Death Demon alone was the cause, all that was not caused by him as a mortal." Leal spread out his palms, and the frost gathered in his hands. After the strange changes and growth , the crystal gradually took shape, and finally turned into a crystal and beautiful hexagonal snowflake.

"He is the heart of ice turned from the dust in the center. He is the beginning. In the end, he can make heavy snow crystals fall to the clouds and become snowflakes. It's not just his contribution."

Duysen didn't have time to think about this kind of thoughts that need to be rounded and figured out, so he just asked: "Then he is not wrong."

He thought that Leal wanted to excuse the Black Death, but he heard the other party say:

"Of course he was guilty and deserved to be punished, and he deserves to atone for what he did for the rest of his life."

The strange demon boy felt that Leal's words didn't make sense, and there was something in the words, and he didn't know what bad water was in his stomach.

At this moment, there was another knock on the door, and the bell rang crazily, many times faster than the knight's routine inspection.

"Who is it?"

Leal had no special reaction, this time it was Duysen's turn to open the door.

Just as the young captain opened the door a crack, someone from the outside slammed in. Duysen was directly brought down by the other party, and the two of them fell on the floor. "What the hell?!" he yelled.

As a result, the person who pushed him got up again. After seeing Leal, he realized that he had thrown the wrong person. He opened his arms and threw himself at Leal again.

"You are really here, save, save, save, save, save, help-!! Leal!!"

Duysen took a closer look, and saw that the person came with disheveled gray hair, a youthful but unshaven face, and a panicked face. Seeing the lifeless face behind Leal, he seemed to be grasping for a life-saving straw.

"It's you!" Duysen recognized him, pointed at this person, his fingertips trembling, "You, you, aren't you—"

The weirdo who put Reza's heart on me!

"Jaeger."

Leal, who was hugged by the waist, was also suspicious. He didn't expect Jaeger to appear in Lore City. Didn't he say he went to the Mamba Valley?

but……

"The suspicious person who ran out of the red carpet couldn't be you." Leal said to the point.Jaeger also participated in the design of the red carpet node, leaving a back door for himself is indeed something he can do.

The head of the craftsman kept nodding and grabbed Leal's arm, "Help, help! The angel is going to kill me!"

"Angel?" Duysen was dumbfounded.

Even Leal, who always had a relaxed expression, frowned.

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I don’t quite remember who Jaeger is, so please read the second story, but there should be no one who doesn’t remember him. 233

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46. ​​In hell, there is a place where you can see the sunset

The extreme south of hell.Purgatory Volcano.

Some people say that you can see the sunset here.

There should be no sunset in hell, there is no sun, moon and stars here, so the sunrise he saw was just a similar object, that is, the scene of lava erupting from the volcano in purgatory.Viscous magma containing heat erupted from the crater, and the flames fell, dyeing everything around it a golden red. Perhaps the person who saw this scene missed the sun too much. He compared the mountain pass to a scorching sun, and the magma As afterglow.

The earth was repeatedly burned, and the devilish energy gushing out from the ground formed suffocating smoke and dust and released it to the sky. When the billowing smoke never dissipated, it rendered the sky like the shadow of death and the breath of flames.

A black-haired man sits shirtless on a hill, watching the "sunset" in the distance.

Only when he got closer did he realize that the hill under his buttocks was actually a corpse of a demon that could no longer see its original appearance. The dark red blood spread and formed red streams on the surface where the magma flowed. The contrast is very interesting, which is very suitable for the "doomsday" scene.

"It's boring." Feline said.His eyes were dark, but his irises were rimmed with gold.He squinted his eyes, and patted the mountain of corpses under his buttocks. In an instant, thick black shadows filled the air, devouring the fragmented corpses in a blink of an eye.

He fell to the ground and looked up at the sky.

"Sleeping demon, this is the last." He said to himself, not confirming with anyone.

Felinnai did not only go to the Purgatory Volcano as he told Leal, but walked through the entire hell within three days.

Leal thought he was trying to regain his strength by devouring a powerful demon, which was indeed the case, but there were also deeper factors.

Many demons fell asleep during the Great War, and some of them were lucky enough to wake up.From decades to 100 years, the demon's sleep period will not be too long. If it exceeds 100 years, it can almost be judged that it has fallen into an eternal sleep and can never return to the world.

How long has the green demon Leal been asleep?A full 110 years.

So the demons who woke up before him are all dead now, this is the action of the black beast, without exception.

The demon swallowed by the black beast might want to ask why, but they couldn't say it, and Felinnai wouldn't answer.

——Why can you wake up first, but I have to wait.

Originally, he could devour them earlier, but he had been dormant in the dark forest before and could not leave, which allowed these demons to live for a few more years.

It's time to go back.Felinnai raised his foot to step into the darkness, but at this moment he heard Leal's voice.

"Concept flame, interesting. I don't know if this thing can hurt Ferris."

It was indeed Leal's voice, and Felinnay quickly saw him, a phantom from the past.The phantom Leal is the same as before, but as a mage, he never wears robes, but the overall dress looks like he can go to the celebration at any time.He walks like walking on flowers and a red carpet. The fabric of the dress is expensive, and it is embellished with luxurious jewelry. His long jet-black hair is tied into a slightly complicated hairstyle with a patterned ribbon embroidered with gold and silver threads. The tail of his hair draws gracefully as he walks. arc.

Elegant, beautiful and powerful from head to toe, this is the blue demon Leal, the demon king transformed into a giant snake in the eyes of hell dwellers.

Felinnai immediately recognized the point in time when the phantom came from.He looked at Leal with very gentle eyes, but faced this scene with a stern expression, with contradictions written on his face.

Paprita, the tome of hell, floated beside Leal, and it also swayed up and down as its master walked, sometimes rushing to the front, sometimes suspended in mid-air, and the pages opened and closed, making rattling noises.

Leal was walking in the direction of Purgatory Volcano, Felinnai followed, and the shadow followed.

Probably finally tired of Paprita's presence-rich sound, Leal raised his finger, and the grimoire snapped shut with a dull sound. The tower began to tremble and struggle like a gagged child. If the tome of hell could speak, they would probably be able to hear the miserable cries.

"For the black beast, neither ice, flame nor strong wind can hurt it at all." Felinnai said the answer to the question of the phantom Leal just now, but at that time, Leal didn't know it. Keep trying, how to defeat Ferris to facilitate another umbra transformation.

At this time, another voice that was not there said to the phantom, also from the past: "The interval between umbra transformations is usually measured in thousands of years, and you have a long way to go."

"...Witch." Felinnai naturally recognized this voice.And the conversation in the phantom continues.

"I can't last that long, Usiah, I don't want to wait a minute." Leal laughed mockingly, "I don't want to be his entertainment anymore."

In reality, Felinnai's face sank, and his face became very scary.The roaring black shadow rushed to the sky, the earth trembled, and even the surrounding magic breath was swept away in the dry air.

There seemed to be a voice in his heart saying: See what happened to Leal.It was because of you who were incompetent at that time.

Leal in the phantom whispered to the void: "I can always get what I want. I will succeed, no matter what the price is. But as long as the inhibition mechanism of umbra conversion still exists, I will Always be on guard.”

A surprised expression appeared on Felinnay's face. He had never heard Leal say these words.

"What are you going to do?" the voice Felinnay called "Witch" asked Leal.

"I'm going to fix this once and for all."

……

lol.

Duysen looked at the gray-haired young man from head to toe, "Are you the Black Death?"

"No, no, I'm not, don't be blind!" Jaeger yelled and waved his hands, denying it quickly.

It doesn't look like it either.The young captain grumbled, and said dryly, "Thank you for helping me use Resa's heart." Last time, he disappeared without even having time to thank you. Why does he always owe favors to strange people?

"No thanks, no thanks, I didn't intend to save you, I just have an idea that I must find someone to practice."

"..." How could this person be so annoying.

"I saved your life, but I didn't hear you say thank you to me." Leal complained on the side, but he really didn't want to hear it, and turned to Jaeger, "Why is the angel trying to kill you?" .”

"Literally! A lying angel named Dorrone suddenly appeared on the ground and said that he wanted to canonize me. Don't you think I don't know what canonization means! I slipped away immediately!"

"Isn't that a good thing, you can go to heaven." Leal gloated.

"What a fart!"

Jaeger is one of the founders of the discipline of magic engineering, and he is also the only human being who has survived from the age of gods.Angels will call talented humans to heaven so that they can continue to create value after they die, but this call is usually done without asking the person involved.