Ghostland

Asmodeus never dreamed that such a scene would appear in his memory.But at this time, "he" is obviously still imprisoned in the empty house next to the library.He thought of the flashing golden light, and then he came here...Is it related to Lucifer?Or Beelzebub?But Beelzebub did not appear in this memory...

Then, Beelzebub "answered the call" and appeared.

At this time, he didn't walk and eat like he did after the fall. His clothes were clean, and there were no food scraps hidden in the corner of his mouth. His short golden-brown hair made his staid and serious face a little more kind. No matter how he looked at it, They all look very reliable.

Asmodeus remembered that Beelzebub was very popular when he was in heaven, and many angels liked to talk to him. Mamen once said with a smile that this experience in heaven laid a solid foundation for Beelzebub's future intelligence work.It's a pity that after he fell, he became the "Lord of the Flies". This glorious history was also avoided by the angels and drowned in the long river of history.

Beelzebub didn't know that there was a soul silently mourning for him, raised his hand, and the spear was inserted into Satan's body, and slowly flew up, like a weight, shaking slightly beside him.

The scene is really weird.

Lucifer said: "Are you planning to keep it?"

Beelzebub commented on Satan's corpse like looking at a commodity: "Why not? We can build a museum to house him. The bad guy who makes the gods headache will be very popular. Well, if he died with a The snake is fine, the snake is such an important character in the story of the Garden of Eden. In human form, he is not much to look at."

Lucifer asked clearly: "Has Mamen come to complain to you again?"

Beelzebub readily admitted: "It's indeed Mammon's suggestion, but I think it's good."

The three giants of hell in the future: the spiritual leader Lucifer, the prime minister Beelzebub, and the richest man in the Nine Realms, Mammon.It is they who work together to create the miracle of hell, and their friendship has been seen in the days of heaven.

Lucifer was very conniving at Beelzebub and Mammon's whims, and had no intention of taking back the right to privacy for Satan's corpse, so he acquiesced to their nonsense with a slight smile.Even Asmodeus, who had been broken in love by Satan for so many years, couldn't help...feeling heartfelt refreshment at this moment.

"Then you need to find a place to hide him." Lucifer looked up at the sky, "It's almost the appointed time."

Beelzebub's complexion was complete.He also raised his head, but what he saw was the highest and brightest place in heaven.The breeze stirred his golden-brown hair, revealing his eyes with complicated emotions, but when he saw Lucifer beside him, his eyes suddenly became firm.

He clenched his fist and said slowly, "I've been preparing for a long time."

Asmodeus watched Lucifer and Beelzebub leave, and subconsciously wanted to follow, but the scene in front of him flickered, and he returned to the empty house next to the library.

"Asmodeus", who had spent most of his strength tossing himself, lay on the ground with a painful expression, as if immersed in a nightmare, and seemed to still have a little consciousness left, fighting with himself.

There was no one else around, and Asmodeus wanted to go out, but was restrained.

Yes, this is a memory, not an illusion.What he can see must be what he has experienced.

The scene where Lucifer killed Satan was obviously an exception. He couldn't figure out what the reason was, but it was mostly related to the golden light before.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden noise outside. The guardian angel nervously opened the door and came in. He was relieved when he saw "Asmodeus" lying on the ground in good condition, and said to another angel, "I'll go and see you." Look what happened."

The remaining angel simply opened the door and stood on the threshold of the empty house, so that he could see everything inside and outside the house.

A huge fire suddenly fell from the sky and burned blazingly in the city.The angel standing at the threshold flew up nervously, and said to himself, "Ah, is there a fire? But how can there be disasters in God's kingdom!"

Where the huge fire fell, a tall and straight figure stood with a sword.

Several angels ran out of the library, and someone shouted, "It's Lord Michael's flaming sword!"

There was an uproar.

The angel who ran to inquire finally came back.His hair was disheveled, and he described it as being in a hurry, as if he had just come off the battlefield, but in fact he was.He shouted: "There are destroyers in the city!"

"No, that's impossible."

"Who dares to do that?"

The library angels retorted in unison.

The angel said: "Are the wounds on my body fake? Lord Michael is hunting them. We will soon find out who is so short-sighted."

Following his words, a large wave of dark angels appeared in the northern sky, and the one at the head was extraordinarily radiant!

The angels were dumbfounded.

"Oh my god! Could it be that the destroyer is so powerful that it alarmed Lord Michael and Lord Lucifer one after another!"

"No, no, shouldn't our focus be... There are so many destroyers? Why are you leading so many angels?"

At the scene, only Asmodeus—not the one lying down—knew what happened.He finally understood what Lucifer said about the "appointed time"——

split the angel in two...

so that the dawning star of heaven shall not rise again...

The one that makes the kingdom of God lose one-third of its light forever...

Jihad, on.

His vision went black immediately—as if he had returned to the body of "Asmodeus".

In theory, he has recovered his memory, but there is still no jihad in his memory.Many fallen angels were curious about how he fell, and even speculated that he was accidentally dragged off—now that the truth is revealed, he probably fell asleep.

As for what happened afterwards and why it fell, it may still be a mystery.

He lay down obediently for a while, and felt something was wrong again.

Now that his memory has recovered, he should have left the illusion, why was he imprisoned in the body.

Is it the "unwillingness" left by the God of Chaos at work?

Thinking of this, he struggled again.The illusion was crumbling in his struggle, and the soul was finally freed from the body, but the scene in front of him made him speechless.

The sky was pitch black.

He had already left heaven, and the person who carried him away turned out to be Raphael.

It can be seen that Raphael has just experienced a brutal and fierce battle.The usual soft blond hair hangs messily on the head, face, and clothes... The blue eyes are faintly red.His shoulders, chest, back, thighs... There were hideous wounds everywhere, and blood flowed all the way during the extremely fast flight.

He seemed to abandon the pain, and dived tirelessly.

Asmodeus flew behind him, hugged him with both arms, and then met the sleeping face of "Asmodeus", retracted his hands in shame, but followed closely with.

He didn't think about the purpose of "unreconciled" for a moment, he just wanted to know what happened to Raphael when he didn't know.

For a long time.

Almost two mornings and evenings.

Below Raphael was finally no longer a void of darkness, a ball of light descended at a constant speed, like a morning star, bringing light and hope in the boundless darkness.Under his illumination, countless angels appeared in silhouette—the pure white wings that symbolized the holiness and light were absent, but they followed the star ahead unswervingly as always.

"Stop!" An angel—should be called a fallen angel, broke away from the team and stopped in front of Raphael.

It turned out to be an acquaintance.

This was the second time Asmodeus confronted Abaddon head-on in the illusion.Abaddon's aesthetics at this time were not quite the same as later, he hadn't fallen in love with vests and leggings yet, and was still a very orthodox-dressed fallen angel.

Abaddon asked hostilely: "Do you still want to continue fighting?"

Raphael handed over the "Asmodeus" in his hand: "You left a partner behind."

Abaddon froze for a moment.

Although "Asmodeus" fell into a deep sleep, the black wings behind him could not deceive anyone.Abaddon picked it up with both hands, constantly recalling in his mind when "Asmodeus" had participated in their battle.After all, fallen angels are all defeated, and when they descended from the sky, their wings slowly darkened.

Raphael felt very sad.But he knew that the jihad had just ended, and no one knew how God would settle the account. "Asmodeus" with a pair of black wings was really not suitable to stay in heaven.

……

Abaddon said, "You are enough."

Raphael said with a good temper: "I didn't come to fight."

"...I mean, have you hugged enough? Let go!" Abaddon looked at Raphael holding "Asmodeus" with a stinky face and refused to let go.He reached out to pick it up, but Raphael still didn't let go, what does it look like now?Does it look like a couple holding their newborn child?Fortunately, there was no third pair of eyes to see, otherwise I would be so ashamed!

Asmodeus with the third pair of eyes: "..."

Raphael withdrew his hand reluctantly: "Take good care of him."

Abaddon rolled his eyes: "We are in a hostile relationship now!"

"I'll bring him back." Raphael still couldn't believe that Asmodeus had killed six people.

Abaddon said sarcastically, "Do you think it's possible?"

Rafael said: "I will clear him."

Abaddon let out a long "Oh" and asked, "Why did he fall?"

Raphael: "..." He didn't know much about it either.According to the guarding angels, when the angels who lost the holy war fell from the sky, the wings of "Asmodeus" lying on the ground also slowly blackened.

Maybe there are fallen angels in the world, and Asmodeus meets the conditions?

But Raphael refused to believe it.Ace Mingming is a shy, upright and simple good angel.

Seeing that the large army was drifting away, Abaddon refused to stay any longer. He picked up "Asmodeus" and ran away. Raphael followed behind for a while, and did not stop until he was getting closer and closer to hell.

Asmodeus looked at the lonely Raphael from behind, and slowly stretched out his hand, wrapping his arms around his shoulders.

The soul does not shed tears.

But his heart was already pouring rain.