ghost world

Six solid black wings cover the back of the throne.That heavy color is like six big mountains, making everyone unable to breathe.

Porgy murmured: "Why are you obviously a fallen angel, but I don't think you are cute at all." He paused, and added, "Not even Levidan."

Shipley said with a good temper: "Because my chin is not as round as yours."

"..." Porgy exclaimed angrily, "Where is my chin round, where is it round!" He turned his head to look at Mamen, "Do you think my chin is round?"

Mamen looked at the smooth arc and said, "It's not a perfect circle."

Porgy looked at Shipley proudly and said, "Look, it's not perfectly round yet!"

Shipley said with a smile: "There is still room for improvement."

Porgy chewed for a while, and suddenly felt that the words were a bit off-putting. Just as he was about to refute, he heard Metatron say, "Can you tell me the reason?"

Shipley said: "Pride, greed, envy, sloth, anger, gluttony, lust."

Porgy's eyes widened, "Are you synthesized?"

Shipley smiled and said, "It's just one or two of them."

Porgy said: "There must be jealousy."

Shipley smiled slightly, "Why?"

Boji said: "Because the more jealous that Levidan is, the brighter the smile on his face will be." He has a deep understanding of this.

Shipley blinked, "You guessed it."

Metatron said, "Jealous? Who?"

Shipley said: "Who is Levitan jealous of? In fact, jealousy is an emotion, regardless of the object."

Mamen suddenly said: "No. The first moment of the seven deadly sins was definitely due to a certain object." As one of the earliest fallen seven demon kings, he has quite a say.

Shipley was noncommittal, "Maybe. But compared to the object of my fall, I am more curious about Metatron."

Mamen's heart tightened, she took half a step forward without any trace, and stopped in front of Metatron, "Oh?"

Poggy looked at his back that was suddenly blocked in front of him, flapped his wings to expose his head, and thought depressingly, he hates being blocked from sight when watching a play!

Metatron's expression remained unchanged, but his usually calm eyes moved slightly.

"Can I see your wings?" Shipley looked at Metatron with a smile.

Porgy muttered, "What kind of weird hobby is this?" He thought of his exposed wings, and suddenly felt unsafe, so he immediately lay down on Mammon's back and put the wings away.

Metatron was silent.

Mammon thought about it.

"Have you not spread your wings for a long time?" Shipley's eyes darkened, and he paused word by word, "Eight-winged angel."

Eight wings?

Porgy was taken aback.Why does he remember that Metatron is just a seraph?

Mammon didn't move, but her breathing was slightly rapid.He obviously thought of something.

Shipley said: "Noah's Ark is not a good place to take a vacation, but you have been hiding for tens of thousands of years. You didn't even show up for the holy war. Why? Is it because you don't even know where you should stand?" On the side of heaven, or on the side of hell?"

Porgy was puzzled to find that the atmosphere was becoming more and more rigid, and Shipley, who was at a disadvantage in numbers, had an overwhelming advantage in momentum. "What do you mean? Metatron, he...ah, is it because of Mammon that he didn't participate in the jihad?"

Shipley chuckled and said, "I think so too."

Porgy put his arms around Mammon's neck and exclaimed, "Why do you have such a charm!"

Mammon knocked on his head gently, and said in a more gentle tone: "Shut up."

Porgy said: "..."

Shipley said to Metatron, "Do you still want to hide it?"

Metatron sighed, "I never want to hide it, and I never need to explain it to others." Behind him, eight wings spread out.

Six whites...two blacks!

Porgy's eyeballs almost popped out, "Is that okay?"

Shipley said in a sympathetic tone: "Struggling on the edge of degeneration and non-degeneration must be very painful."

Metatron smiled, "Is this mercy?"

"Pity?" He raised his head slightly, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he suddenly looked down at him and said, "What kind of feeling is that?"

Poggy said: "It's just that I saw that there was only one piece of cake left, but Beelzebub didn't grab it. I saw a bed, but Beria couldn't sleep. I saw a diamond, but it wasn't Mar..."

"Enough." Mammon interrupted him "gently".

Porgy covered his head, crying from the pain.

"It seems to be." Shipley smiled, "I used to be an angel of mercy. Even though I have fallen, this feeling makes me feel familiar."

Porgy suddenly screamed, "Where's my dad?"

Shipley said, "Why didn't you ask your mother?"

Poggy pointed at Shipley's nose and said, "If it wasn't for you, my father would have disappeared? And my teacher Raphael, you'd better hand it over quickly!"

Metatron, Mammon: "..." Why does the dialogue sound a bit weird.

Shipley said: "Abadon and Raphael. I didn't expect that the relationship between heaven and hell is still so close."

Metatron said softly, "What exactly do you want?"

"What do you want?" Shipley put his hands on the armrests of the throne and stood up slowly. "Actually, jealousy is like greed. I always envy what others have. No matter what it is."

Mamen said, "No, I have a choice."

Shipley's smile did not change, "For example."

"I only want what is valuable." Mamen said, "Take you as an example, it seems that only six wings are barely useful."

"Like wings?" Shipley smiled slightly, "What's the problem?" He raised his hand and waved it abruptly.

A pair of pure white wings that had been stuffed immediately landed in front of Mammon.

Porgy frowned.As the little demon king of hell, he has long been used to seeing all kinds of bloody things, but looking at the feathers on the wings, one can imagine that they were torn apart alive!He felt a tightness in his back, grateful for the foresight to fold his wings.

"I heard that Hippie is a guest in hell." Hipple said, "Take this pair of wings as a gift from me as a father to my son."

"Father? Son?" Porgy said in a daze, "You have an illegitimate child in hell? Which one?" If he found him, he would definitely strip him naked and fry him in oil!

Mamen said, "Hippe." No wonder Hippie was still unwilling to betray Shipley, they turned out to be father and son!

Thinking of Hippe's perverted nature of enjoying more pain, Porgy immediately lost interest in frying.

Metatron's calm eyes finally revealed his astonishment, "Did you break off his wings yourself?"

Shipley said: "Who made him less than perfect?"

Porgy thought: One likes to fold its wings, and the other likes to be folded. Is this combination imperfect?Simply flawless!

Shipley said with a smile: "My son should be a seraph, but he doesn't even have four wings."

Mammon frowned, "Is that why you broke your wings?"

Shipley said: "It's better to have nothing than to leave something incomplete."

Porgy despised him extremely, and said: "I couldn't figure out where a peerless talent like Xi Pei came from before, but now I'm not surprised." Gene, tragic gene!

Metatron said, "What is it for?"

Shipley still didn't answer, "Why didn't God take action when we knew about the jihad?"

Porgy said angrily, "You know?"

"Because once he makes a move, the entire Nine Realms, oh no, the Ten Realms will be in chaos." Shipley smiled with a hint of imperceptible mockery, "He created a perfect system, but he tied his own hands and feet. "

Mamen said, "You mean, fate?"

"Fate? Maybe you can say that." Shipley said, "When all creatures and objects have their own orbits, there is no room for God to intervene. Because once he intervenes, the orbits will shift, No one knows what the world will look like after the derailment. Maybe it will adjust itself, maybe it will collapse from then on. So he dare not move. Even if one-third of the angels fall, even if Isfiel falls again, even if even Meta Tron is no longer pure and holy... He can't move either. Do you still remember Isfiel's accusation? Indifference. In fact, no living individual in this world can have pure indifference, so Isfiel replied to heaven. And God's indifference consists only in his having to stand by and watch."

Metatron looked at the flickering madness on his face, and said indifferently: "You are too underestimated."

Shipley stared at him, his eyes slowly revealing the coldness of a poisonous snake, "Then, can you explain why God is so indifferent to the relationship between Lucifer and Michael?"

Mamen raised her eyebrows and suddenly said, "So that's how it is."