ness

Author: Going to Winter

ness

The tip of the law enforcement sword is cold. Yi Cha has already drawn the Yin Iron Scimitar in his right hand.

At this fatal moment, time seemed to have stopped.

A dream-like bubble popped up in my mind, unfolding like a picture scroll.

In the picture, he saw many demons with gray faces and ragged clothes. They wore angel-like brown and red robes and gathered around a circular pool.

The pool in his courtyard.

Standing in the middle is an angel covered in white.

The angels were surrounded by dirty demons. Their eyes were downcast, and with the same strange, divine expression, they made the same fake sign of the cross on their chests that he had once laughed at.

Cult of Fallen Angels. Ke Qier. Icha felt like he couldn’t laugh anymore.

They are praying.

Singing:

"The original guardian. The supremely pure spirit. The first fallen angel."

"Come back! Come back to order! Bring us into order! Bring us into purity!"

"You will be free from chains, strong and radiant."

"We will call your name, and our spirits will obey you!"

"Izaint is your name!"

…

Yi Cha closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them again. A turbulent wave surged in his heart.

Time started to pass again.

But he still felt still.

Everything seemed to slow down before his eyes:

The tip of Andos's sword was against his heart, and his right paw was holding the hilt of the sword hard, but the tip of the sword did not move forward at all, and the sword body bent upward because of the resistance that could not be broken through -

The demon with the crow's head opened his crow-like beak, and his scarlet tongue flicked in the air, and he was making noises.

His eyes were no longer gray, and his feathers were no longer an eerie dark blue. His purple-black chest and wolfskin apron, and all the sides he faced toward Cha, had changed color.

Because they are all illuminated.

Illuminated by the light belonging to the original guardian, the supreme pure spirit, the first fallen angel.

Illuminated by the light of Chaint Sinkardstu.

boom!

boom!

Yi Cha felt two sandbag-like objects hit his back on both sides, one with thorns gnawing at his waist, and the other with a large, flat hit on his back.

Then they were all bounced back. He was unhurt.

He tilted his head and saw the two guys who attacked him - the lion-bodied Bill was rolling in pain on the bridge of flesh and blood. Several of his teeth were missing, his mane melted, and his tongue was burned.

Amiredo fell in another corner of the bridge with his arms covered. The wrist of his left hand was bare, and the huge rock-like fist was missing.

It was not missing. It fell a little further away and broke into three pieces of about the same size.

A clear, snapping sound of metal came from his chest. Two claws grabbed his shoulders fiercely.

The crow is cawing. Screaming.

He turned around and saw the enlarged bird face of Andos. The demon captain's law enforcement sword was broken and turned into a pile of messy scrap metal fragments, falling downward between them. The sacred light penetrated

His eyes and the power of order turned his claws into a grayish black color.

"Hell will never forgive you. Hell will never forgive you! Hell will never forgive you!"

Andos screamed and pressed his neck with his broken claws. He wanted to strangle him. Isaac pushed his shoulder and heard a "click".

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The foul breath from the crow's mouth hit his face, and the dark blue feathers around his narrow bird face were curled back with divine brilliance, and white sparks emitted. But he didn't seem to feel it, and his face moved to the four corners.

The direction was twisted, and the scarlet mouth opened to an incredible angle——

He pecked Icha's eyes sharply.

Then he stopped.

His eyes twitched and his feathers began to turn gray.

Andos slowly looked down.

The yin-iron scimitar was stuck in his chest and abdomen, and the handle was in Icha's hand.

Black particles flowed and burst out like fireworks at the wound.

"Yin Tie... you... you... you want to destroy me..."

Souls killed by the power of true chaos cannot be resurrected. Even immortal demons can't be resurrected.

Andos pointed at Yicha's face with great effort, as if marking his eternal enemy, "You want to destroy me...shit...you really..."

More and more black particles formed, forming a black torrent, pouring out from Andos's wound, and he was quickly hollowed out.

"You're going to be smashed to pieces, man. Liar...traitor! You vicious, low-spirited thing..."

The sound like a crow's awl echoed in the air.

Yi Cha didn't say anything.

Weathered markings began to creep up on Crow's face. He shrank, as if he was about to split along the cracks at any time.

Andos's body trembled.

"You're done," he said twitchingly, as if about to laugh, "You're done. You're done. With Chaint."

"The King of Demons will not let you go, and Chaos Hell will not forgive you. You are dead. Your soul will suffer the most terrible torture... His Highness Beelzebub will come in person..."

He burped and stopped talking.

Andos's gray eyes lost their luster. His whole body seemed to be suddenly dehydrated, like a specimen.

Icha raised his hand to hold the elbow of the demon captain. His kin. A vicious, mean, stupid, and dead kin.

Those weathered markings deepened, and more and more cracks grew rapidly. The raven-headed demon split from it.

Andros was broken into many gray-blue and black dry fragments.

The fragments were blown up by the scorching wind and turned into powder.

Yi Cha caught the Yin Iron Scimitar that had lost its support and was falling down, and tied it back to his waist.

"I forgive you." Perhaps because of his angelic form, he heard himself whisper.

Stopped for a while.

His eyes fell on the bridge hole made of rotten flesh and blood.

Billie, with the body of a lion, dragged his body and staggered on the ground, roaring from his mouth. When he noticed Yi Cha's gaze, his whole body froze.

Amiredo covered his arm, his strong body motionless. Only then did Icha realize that his left half, which was like solidified magma, was in pieces.

He was not dead, his dim eyes were still looking at him.

Their eyes met at one point.

"Your Excellency the Duke." Amiredo's voice was surprisingly calm, "Did you betray us?"

Yi Cha shook his head and nodded again.

Amiredo smiled weakly, "Duke, are you really an angel spy?"

Yi Cha shook his head.

The low-level demon's face showed relief.

"Come on, Duke." After a second's pause, Amiredo said, "The fly used as eyes has flown back to his master. The King of Demons will be here soon. She should be roaring."

He frowned and changed his words: "She is already roaring."

Yicha also heard the hell broadcast mixed with countless buzzing sounds. But this time the sound was very weak and almost inaudible.

He glanced around, but there was nothing spelling out words.

"You can come with me." He asked Amirai.

Billie's eyes were as red as those of evil beasts. Hearing this, he stared at Amiredo with murderous intent.

"It will be safe." Yicha added.
To be continued...