Monster Beauty's Unlimited Game

Angels and Demons 25

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The church under the setting sun completely changed its appearance at this time.

The original white and delicate marble walls cracked into fine lines, and then white powder fell down, revealing the white bones under the whitewash.

The whole church was trembling slightly, as if a demon from the ground had woken up, shaking off the dust from his body.

The gorgeous church, which is almost towering into the sky, is actually built of human bones. The blood-red sunset glow is projected on the uneven walls of bones, drawing creepy shadows.

After finishing Mephisto easily, Ji Fangwei, who was rushing to the church, saw the scene in front of him, his pupils constricted, and he couldn't help speeding up his pace.

His heart was pounding wildly in his chest, which was worse than the feeling of losing his heart before.

Although in the mirror world created by Mephisto, he let go of his worries, Zhou Yan still faced the group of demons who were staring at him.

But after completely sealing Mephisto, Ji Fangwei's face became colder and colder as he watched the vicious curses overflowing from the devil's mouth, until he was completely imprisoned in the mirror.

When he entered the church made of evil and saw that Zhou Yan was safe and sound, the turbulent and unprovoked emotions slowly returned to calm.

Zhou Yan stood quietly beside Pa Zuzu who was still smoking, his golden pupils gleamed with calculations, and his white fingers lightly tapped his delicate chin. When he was thinking or harboring malicious intentions, he would subconsciously He pursed his lips tightly, and the blood of the devil that had not yet dried up was smeared on his lips, revealing a strange beauty.

Hearing footsteps from behind, Zhou Yan's muscles tensed up, and just as he was about to fight back, he heard a familiar voice.

"it's me."

The man held two strange black masks in his hands, and his eyes were burning. He examined Zhou Yan's whole body carefully, and when he saw that he was not injured, his face showed an obviously relaxed expression.

Just looking at Zhou Yan's blood-red lips, he paused for a while and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Yan felt that gaze seemed to boil the thin blood, so he couldn't help wiping it vigorously, and said, "It's okay, I drank its blood."

At this time, Ji Fangwei noticed the shining cross on the ground, then looked at the half-dead Pa Zuzu, and said, "You have given up your identity as an exorcist."

Zhou Yan shrugged indifferently and said, "It's not a doubt."

Thinking of the strong and unquestionable will of the divine master, Zhou Yan felt uncomfortable in his heart. He didn't care about the identity of the exorcist.Instead, he was more interested in the devil's contract law.

"I made a devil's deal with Pazuzu."

Zhou Yan explained the previous experience to Ji Fangwei in detail, and when he talked about the white wing, Ji Fangwei's expression froze, and he also took the angel's wing, which symbolized the sacred and pure power.

"Mephisto, that's Michael," Ji Fangwei spread his palm, the feather lay quietly in his palm, glowing slightly, "He was also the cherub of heaven, who fell with Satan , these are his remaining two feathers."

Zhou Yan also had the same feather on his hand. He looked at the bloody setting sun projected by the glass window, and said, "No wonder he can transform into a wise angel to fool us."

"What about Mephisto? Where is he now?" Zhou Yan asked the question he was most concerned about.

Ji Fangwei took out a small mirror from the system space. The gold-rimmed mirror ring was engraved with complex incantations, and Mephisto's original body was being imprisoned in the mirror. His appearance was not the same as Michael's. The difference is that the original blond hair and blue eyes have been eroded by the darkness, and the face is divided into pieces of different sizes by thin black lines, and there are two pitch-black horns growing on the forehead.

When Mephisto saw Zhou Yan, his eyes lit up, and he said quite familiarly: "Zhou Yan, Zhou Yan, please save me, let me out!"

Zhou Yan felt that Mephisto must have suffered from a serious illness. He deliberately made a fuss in a particularly surprised tone: "Who is talking? Why can't I see it?"

Amidst Mephisto's babbling, Zhou Yan pretended to look around in a daze.

Ji Fangwei suppressed his smile, put it back in the mirror, and said, "After the copy is released, we will deal with him."

Zhou Yan nodded, and he frowned again in embarrassment. He turned his eyes to the seven-pointed star formation that was still shining with purple light. He smelled the scorched sulfur from hell in his nose, and said, "It's this magic circle. How should we deal with it?"

"Humph!"

Pazuzu finally gathered enough energy and said: "Ignorant human beings, once the seven-pointed star array is formed, it can never be closed. Don't waste your energy."

Ji Fangwei walked to Zhou Yan's side, looking at Pa Zuzu who had been tortured miserably, some emotion flashed in his eyes.

Seeing Zhou Yan who was gradually approaching the seven-pointed star formation, he grabbed his arm somewhat forcefully, pulled him back to his side, and said to Zhou Yan with puzzled eyes, "As long as the task is completed, the system will be corrected."

"I almost forgot about this."

Zhou Yan twirled Zhi Angel's former feathers with his fingertips, and looked at the crystal particles constantly falling from it. A vague thought seemed to flash in his mind, but he hadn't fully grasped it yet.

"Prevent evil spirits from descending into the world," Zhou Yan repeated the system tasks, and muttered in his mouth, "Actually, I have always cared about one thing."

Ji Fangwei asked: "What is it?"

Zhou Yan looked up at the exquisite murals on the dome of the church. He also has a lot of research on the history of Western murals.

Although the world of this replica does not exist like it does in real life, in terms of art, it seems that there is a common feeling among human beings.

For the feeling of beauty, they are all the same.

For example, the mural on the dome is majestic and powerful. After looking at it for a long time, people can't help but feel a sense of awe in worship.

Standing against the light, the Lord God opened his arms to the praying believers, as if welcoming the lost lamb back to his kind embrace.And on both sides of the holy white steps, there are countless angels, their eyes are like stagnant water in an ancient well, calmly waiting for their coming companions.

And under this ingenious mural, an extremely evil conspiracy is brewing.

The dark red gap on the seven-pointed star is like a half-opened eye of hell, facing the open arms of the God Lord.

One light and one dark, black and white interlaced.

Zhou Yan squinted his eyes and said, "Actually, I've always found it very strange that when the divine master's consciousness possessed me, I always felt that he was sacred and inviolable, and such a thing should not be allowed to happen under my nose. "

Ji Fangwei signaled Zhou Yan to continue with his eyes.

But he shook his head, reached out to Ji Fangwei and said, "Do you still have a mirror?"

Ji Fangwei was stunned, not knowing what his intentions were, but the tacit understanding between the two needless to say, he took out a specially treated mirror.

After taking the mirror, Zhou Yan took a picture inadvertently, subconsciously looking for another shadow of himself.

"Mephisto is sealed." Ji Fangwei reminded behind him.

Zhou Yan coughed lightly and said, "I remember that no matter how powerful a demon is, it is afraid of mirrors."

"It can't be said to be fear," Ji Fangwei watched Zhou Yan fiddling with the mirror, and said, "The devil is the condensation of negative emotions, and any reflective things will reflect the same shadow, which is something the devil can't stand .”

"Yes," Zhou Yan took out a very small brush with a little white paint on it, leaned over to draw something on the mirror, and said, "I used the crystal prism in the illusion in the basement before. The reflection made the real body of the evil spirit appear in the mirror, which means that the shadow reflected in the mirror is the same to the devil."

Ji Fangwei thought for a while, then looked at the objects Zhou Yan painted on the mirror, and gradually understood his intentions, with a smile on his lips, he said, "Only you can come up with this idea."

Zhou Yan looked back with an innocent look, but his specially dressed golden eyes couldn't hide the flashing slyness, and said, "But this is the best way, isn't it?"

Pazuzu slumped on the ground, still panting heavily, although he was not as embarrassed as the previous demon lord of hell, he still maintained his usual pride.

Even though Zhou Yan and Ji Fangwei were not shy about discussing how to plot against him in front of him.

The slightly closed one-eyed glanced at the mirror in Zhou Yan's hand from time to time, and couldn't help but smile secretly. He is the oldest demon god in hell, and ordinary mirrors may be able to seal evil spirits.

But that is only a temporary effect, as long as human beings or creatures in the world have evil thoughts, he and Pazuzu will always exist in the world.

He is the incarnation of desire and an immortal existence. One day, he will break through the seal of the mirror and return to the world.

The first thing he did when he returned to the world was to kill the two human beings who didn't know what to do.

The frequency of Pazuzu's chest rising and falling gradually accelerated, thinking of how to torture the souls of two humans, he couldn't help being extremely excited.

Zhou Yan also noticed Pa Zuzu's movements. He smiled slightly and finished the work at hand. Instead of verifying his thoughts immediately, he walked to Pa Zuzu's side calmly, let out a long sigh, and then slowly Shake your head.

On his delicate and beautiful face, there was a look of compassion, as if what he was looking at was not the extremely evil Hell Demon God, but the fat pig that was about to be sent to the slaughterhouse.

"Hmph, let me tell you, don't think that mere mirrors can trap me, as long as people's desires continue to grow, I will come back to the world one day, and you will be the first to torture at that time," Pazuzu threatened viciously , the huge one-eyed turned to Ji Fangwei again, and said, "And you, you are with him, you can't escape!"

Zhou Yan was not angry or afraid, he walked around Pa Zuzu slowly, as if he was measuring which part of the meat was more delicious with his eyes, and said: "Pa Zuzu, you don't know yet, you were killed by that Has Satan sold it?"