Ghostland

The angels following Michael also walked in one after another, but they were not the seraphs such as Gabriel, Uriel, and Lemuel as imagined, but Michael's personal guards.

The eyes of the others looked at Lucifer subconsciously, not only for gossip, but also for curiosity, the response of the king of hell at this moment.

I saw Lucifer still sitting leisurely on the chair, looking at the visitor calmly with a face so handsome that it cannot be described in words.There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was saying hello, but that was all, and he had no intention of opening his mouth at all.

Michael didn't take it seriously. After sitting down indifferently, he just whispered to Metatron. Metatron's face was a little dignified, and he looked at Mammon with some deep meaning in his eyes.

……

A rare gathering in heaven and hell, not only is the number of seats clearly distinct, but the atmosphere is so serious that it looks like a negotiation.

Raphael and Asmodeus expected to reminisce about the past and remember the past. It may be difficult to appear. As far as the current situation is concerned, everyone present is tense and ready to fight. .If Rafael hadn't seen the treaty of equality and mutual benefit drafted by Metatron with his own eyes, he almost thought that the purpose of this gathering was to sign an armistice agreement.

Obviously, the key to the change of atmosphere is Michael.

Once he came in, the tone changed.

Raphael's eyes wandered between Lucifer and Michael, trying to find out the reason.

Lucifer has very little expression, it seems that since we met, his expression has not changed, it has always been gentle?It was Michael, who had worked together for many years, and Raphael could feel the obviously suppressed anger of the other party.

Seeing that the party was in a bottleneck period, Mammon, as half of the host, took the initiative to break the deadlock: "Gabriel and the others haven't arrived yet? Let's wait while drinking."

Michael said, "Don't wait, let's get started."

The bad feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

Mammon looked in Lucifer's direction, but met Asmodeus' eyes.Asmodeus seemed to be distracted, his eyes were a little distracted, and his eyes didn't move until they met each other.

"..."

Mammon snapped her fingers.The bat hanging in the corner of the venue sent out an ultrasonic signal. After a while, Jin pushed the dining car in and served wine one by one. Layton, who was guarding the sound control room, played "Long Live Friendship" as the background sound.

Metatron, who was about to open his mouth, regained his emotions, and then slowly said: "I thought that this gathering would be a milestone in the formal transformation of the relationship between heaven and hell, but good wishes are often shattered by the cold reality. .”

Mamen waved the wine glass slightly, put the glass back on the table, and looked at Asmodeus next door again—his seat blocked the others.Asmodeus lowered his head, as if he had changed his posture in a daze, but Beelzebub said, "Compared to the lineup attended by Heaven, Hell has shown enough sincerity, at least... only one member is absent."

Michael sneered and repeated: "Only one member is absent?"

Beelzebub said, "Do you miss Levitan very much?"

Michael turned his head and glanced at Dabao Happy, who had a weak sense of presence.Dabao Happy shook his head slightly, and Michael closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to talk, he didn't even want to look.

Raphael realized something and looked towards Metatron.

Metatron said suddenly: "I forgot to introduce, his name is Dabao Happy, and he is the child of Polur."

……

Polor had a child?

Raphael looked at Abaddon, as if saying: You are not the only father in heaven and hell.

Of course Asmodeus also remembered Polur. Even if he had forgotten it before, after revisiting the illusion, he also remembered this friend who was sentenced to be a mortal who was sentenced to mob for adultery.

Metatron said: "His mother was a mortal. Although he was born with wings, he did not inherit divine power. After he became an adult, he had experienced thousands of years in the human world, and he still had the heart of a child, and was bestowed with the fruit of wisdom by God."

In such an important gathering, no one would waste time by talking nonsense, the demon kings were all waiting for his point.

Metatron said slowly: "From then on, he has the ability to distinguish truth from lies."

Asmodeus' pupils shrunk.

Metatron said: "This ability can also be used in illusions. If the person in the illusion is false, then no matter whether his words are true or false, they will be judged as lies."

Michael closed his eyes and opened his eyes, looking at Lucifer on the opposite side: "Do you love me?"

Asmodeus bit his lip in bewilderment, Mammon sighed and drank the wine in the glass, the situation was over.

Only Lucifer, untroubled by his surroundings, looked back at Michael tenderly: "I love you."

Before Michael could react, Dabao Happy whispered behind him: "Fake."

Michael raised his hand expressionlessly, and a giant sword burning with golden-red flames appeared in his hand.

The giant sword is like a demon mirror, and the raging flames reflect the pale faces of the demon kings.

So far, it's useless to struggle.

After the seal was released, although Asmodeus was more powerful and could use illusions in front of Seraphim without being noticed, he could deceive the eyes but not the heart.It's better to know the basics like Abaddon. If you want to deceive Michael with a fake Lucifer, you will almost fail at the beginning.

He didn't even have the courage to raise his head, and moved his fingers slightly, dispelling the illusion - Abaddon, Beria, Beelzebub, and Lucifer sitting beside him disappeared instantly from the scene like bubbles.

Raphael was taken aback and returned to his senses.No wonder Lucifer and Beelzebub always avoid seeing...

Michael backhanded the flaming sword into the conference table.

The table was quickly melted to ashes.

The giant sword fell, and when the tip of the sword pierced the ground, there was a crisp impact sound.

Losing the conference table is like losing the buffer zone, Seraph and Demon King have to face each other naked - Metatron, Raphael, Michael and his little brothers vs Asmodeus and Mammon.

The jumping flames distorted the vision and blurred the opponent's face.

Asmodeus' eyes were watery.It would be a matter of time before the illusion was exposed, and he was mentally prepared, but when this moment came, the panic exceeded expectations.He was afraid to see disappointment, complaints, and even hatred on Raphael's face... he was even more afraid that he would even give these things stingily.

Mammon's psychological quality is obviously much stronger, and he quickly calmed down from the panic, and betrayed the boss without hesitation: "Lucifer did it."

Metatron watched him calmly.

Mamen's heart was flustered again: "Well, I was against it at first."

Metatron remained silent.

Mamen continued to blame: "Strictly speaking, I'm just a wage earner who looks at people's faces. Facing the vicious capitalists, my arms can't twist my thighs."

This sounds really shameless.

but……

Asmodeus quietly looked at the faces of Metatron and Raphael, thinking about his effect.If it's really useful, in fact, he doesn't mind... Asmodeus mustered up his courage, and said in a low voice: "Well, I also..."

Michael's voice quickly overshadowed him: "He deliberately tricked us into Noah's Ark, but he disappeared. Are you planning a conspiracy?"

Mammon had been looking at Mehta since just now, her eyes flickering with pleading light, but she answered Michael calmly: "Coincidence."

It is indeed a coincidence.The timing of Mehta's initiating the party coincided with Lucifer's plan and facilitated the action.He didn't want to participate at first, but Beelzebub convinced him.The tacit understanding of the three giants of hell is by no means in vain, at least, it resonates extremely ideologically.

Michael stepped up to the flaming greatsword, holding the hilt in his hand, the fire reflected in his pupils, like the flames burning in his eyes, and whispered to himself: "He never gave up attacking the human world."

Attack the human world?

Asmodeus was stunned.Beelzebub only asked him to use illusions to pretend to be other demon kings at the party, but did not tell him the reason for doing so.If it's an attack on the human world... He subconsciously touched the phone in his pocket - would Ying Longshan call him?

Michael suppressed his emotions, pulled out his sword at any time, turned and walked out the door, Metatron followed slowly.

Mammon stood up, thinking about Lametta and then hesitated: "The human world has the Destroyer."

Michael walked to the door without looking back: "So what?"

Mamen said: "Sacrificing the human world and preserving the nine worlds is a relatively cost-effective deal."

Michael raised his hand and pushed the door. Behind the door—the corridor was flat and straight like an avenue.The corners of his mouth curled up, a half-smile: "Sorry, we are angels, we only send warmth for free and don't charge money." After finishing speaking, the giant sword swung forward, and the space twisted strangely...

After a while, Michael and Metatron returned to the center of the venue, and the gate of the venue was closed, as if it had never been opened.

Someone is using space magic.

Michael wrinkled his nose: "I smell a nasty breath."

Metatron said helplessly, "Be merciful."

Michael obviously didn't intend to take this sentence to heart, six bright red wings spread out from his back, and his flamboyant appearance was like a god of war returning from a sea of ​​blood.

Mammon covered her eyes and said, "Your newly dyed color is too strange!"

Michael explained: "Blood is not dirty."

Mammon: "..." Where is it not dirty?Just can't see it.

Michael swung the huge sword, and the flames on the sword were like the sun at noon, so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes, and the space in the venue suddenly cracked strangely like glass.

A black shadow shuttled through the shattered space, but the giant sword rubbed firmly in front of his escape route every time.The speed of space birth is lower than the speed of rupture, and the black shadow is gradually exposed in sight.

The giant sword didn't block the front for the last time, but pierced directly towards the vest. If the black shadow didn't flash so fast, the chest would have been pierced by now, but the huge wings were nailed to the wall by the sword.

Blood spurted from the wound and flowed down the white wall, the red and white contrasted, which was particularly eye-catching.

Holding the sword, Michael looked coldly at the fallen angel with half-long curly hair in front of him: "Baal."

Barr didn't look like he was injured on his shoulder at all. He leaned against the wall, half-closed his eyes, and looked rebellious.

Michael said: "I heard that you gave Lucifer a gift."

Barr sneered, and just as he was about to say a few words of sarcasm, a small bat the size of a palm flapped its wings and flew in front of him, made the character "big" tremblingly with its slender limbs, and silently defended him with its body.

……

The scene suddenly... went from scary to warm and touching.

Mamen, who wanted to stand by and watch, glanced at Metatron, feeling a bit of the sadness of being a fallen person in the end of the world, and couldn't help but said: "Although Baal is arrogant and domineering, he often causes troubles and offended many people in hell. , and often put personal consumption on the account of hell..." Pause.What to save, let him die!