Chapter 37 Command and Choice

Author: Going to Winter

Chapter 37 Command and Choice

"Angel..." Nesai woke up, glanced around, and hurriedly asked Yicha.

"fine."

Yi Cha's mind suddenly wandered. It is often said in human custom literature that when a person wakes up, he must ask questions such as "Where is this?" "Who am I?" and "What's wrong with me?"

It seems that these descriptions are not necessarily accurate.

His thoughts turned back to Keqier's current tragic experience.

It is difficult to find a body that can contain the pure energy of order. It seems that the angel can only stay in the belly of "Goodbye" for a while.

Various changes are happening in hell at any time. If the angel in the energy state escapes and is accidentally used as raw material for casting spells——

It's actually quite interesting.

Yi Cha couldn't help but smile.

"Goodbye" suddenly made a sound like retching at his feet.

He reached out and patted his dog on the back.

"Woo!" The hell hound coughed loudly, and a long and thin object was thrown out along with a large amount of green saliva.

It was not digested by "goodbye"... Yi Cha picked it up and shook it.

A small brown branch, neither long nor short.

"This was given to me by Mr...." Nesse also recognized the thing, "Mr. Forest." He felt like this was nonsense.

"Hang Alexander."

Yicha did not show any unexpected signs and wiped the branches off the corpse on the ground, "I saw it from here. The watershed of Huoleizhesang, the underground forest where Alexander hanged the ghost, and the forest of Hrajsama."

The Beach of Burning Souls, the Abyss of Resentful Insects, you have been transported to the border of purgatory. That is not a good place for you."

Nese nodded shamefully - this was indeed due to a transmission error - and then remembered these names in his heart.

The Shore of Burning Souls... It seems that the location of the Burning Sands mentioned in the book should refer to Hrajsama.

He remembered that book.

"Have you ever heard of The Hitchhiker's Guide to Hell?"

This book is so bizarrely accurate that Nesse even suspected that it was written by his teacher under a pseudonym.

"I know. Let's do it some other time."

Yicha said casually, without answering the question directly.

He was staring at the small branch intently. After a few seconds, he smiled and put it in his arms, "The quality is good."

The essence branches of the Hell Forest can be used for many magical purposes. As an existence almost as old as Chaos Hell, a small branch of the Alexander Hanged Ghost can be used as the energy source of an entire large disordered field energy chamber.

In addition, if you use it to make tools instead of materials, the energy conductivity of this thing is five times that of gold, and the law conductivity is also first-class.

But now I don’t have much time to show off...

Nesei spoke methodically in his ears, reporting to him information about the Sons of Chaos and other details.

Yicha listened and thought thoughtfully.

The information provided by Alexander the Hanged Ghost is indeed important. Can this verify some of his conjectures...

Suddenly, black smoke filled the air.

There was no Ifo in the field of vision just now. At this moment, he tore through the air with an oppressive posture, and his majestic figure flashed in front of everyone.

Nesse stopped talking and seemed quite calm. His mental endurance was gradually improved in a kind of cramming process.

Rabbi Shan Kara's face turned pale - to Yi Cha's surprise, the dean had been standing quietly beside him, as if he really wanted to help.

"The King of Demons wants to see you."

Ifomie spoke directly to Yi Cha, without even looking at the warlock and the leader next to him.

"Um."

Sure enough, after Beelzebub lost contact with him, he took the initiative to find Ifo and kill him.

"She said she would give you a chance."

Beelzebub never gave the devil a chance.

Yi Cha realized it immediately.

"Quickly." He stared at Ifomie, "Let all these idiots go."

Ifomie didn't ask any unnecessary questions, spread his wings and jumped straight upward like lightning, rising into the sky.

His voice echoed throughout the floating island.

"Order: Retreat immediately."

Sound waves that were so deep that it made people feel chest tight blew through, like a gust of wind, sweeping through the three corps in an instant.

All the soldiers of the Demon Corps dropped their things at the same time and raised their heads.

Although the appearance of the demons is very different - they can be divided into four types based on the type of legs: none, single digits, countless and all legs - they all maintain the same posture at this moment.

crackle.

The colorful eyes of the demons flashed at the same time, and the differences disappeared, igniting the same red flame. Their expressions also tended to be the same. Looking from above, countless red eyes lit up densely across the entire floating island.

All faces are elevated at the same angle.

They are like a swarm of worker bees.

Worker bees following the same command.

"Order".

Equivalent to the "miracles" of angels, it is the use of natural energy exclusive to demons. The intensity is directly linked to the natural domain power of the demon itself.

The Hand of Destruction, Ifo, the Grand Duke of Hell, Asmodeus - under one demon, above all demons.

His "order"——

Naturally and effortlessly, it radiates to the three armies.

The demons were like a piece of evil sewage, and they began to flow away quickly in the direction pointed by Ifomie.

The ground was stepped on with a neat muffled sound, and the three-story floating island trembled regularly. The demon soldiers who were staggering just now were all straight, without any collisions, crowding, or queue jumping.

Under the shroud, one by one they disappeared into the distance in an orderly manner.

Very well-behaved. Very fast. Very direct.

Like an arm pointing a finger.

But Yi Cha had no time to praise their military discipline.

He is concentrating all his efforts on repairing the Mana Dome.

He stood in the center of six piles of marrow stones - three white piles that provided law energy, and three piles, one red, one blue and one brown, were used to provide the three major elemental energies - a row of twelve demon god statues that covered the outlines with a light white mist.

Each has a thin line of energy extending out to him.

A storm-like spiral surrounded Zha, and the green flames in his eyes shone brightly, like the fusion of stars.

The interlocking triangular patterns twisted into a lawful energy beam, shot out from his hand, and suddenly rose to the highest point of the disaster stone tower that ran through the island, spreading like fireworks, and falling to form a new, fishnet-like undercut.

The bowl-shaped mana curtain shimmered and slowly covered the entire devil's courtyard.

When Nese saw Yi Cha's action, he immediately mobilized his law energy and tried to help cast a spell to repair the holes in the mesh-shaped mana curtain - this was within the scope of the spells he was familiar with.

Shan Karabi called the members of the sect. Although they did not understand the sudden change and could not help much, they felt the pressure in the air increase sharply. They came collectively and surrounded Yicha loyally, making small noises.

of prayers.

"Look at me." Icha called.

The dean turned around humbly.

In the high-speed rotating storm, a green flame looked at him, and then a small crystal bottle was thrown towards him.

Karabi Shan reached out to catch it. Inside was half a bottle of aquamarine square pyramid-shaped finely polished stone, with a symbol he couldn't understand engraved on each side.

He looked up blankly.

"You have another path. Single Karabi. Your talent can make you much more powerful and useful than an ordinary angel."

Yi Cha's voice was entangled by wind and thunder, vast and broad, "Do you still want to become an angel at all costs?"

Karabi Shan took a deep breath.

"Holy Angel."

There was a hint of suppressed tremor in the dean's voice, "It is my destiny to welcome you. Fate has brought me to you, and I am willing to accept it with joy.

I accept all your arrangements. If I am lucky enough to have a choice, I hope that you and my fellow members of the suffering cult can enjoy glory forever and the light can return."

Command spell. In DND, it is a magic control spell. In this book, it is set as the natural ability of the demon race. It is only given a name. In this book, the command takes effect based on the level of the person and the will bonus of both parties.
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