Chapter 65 Four Voices and the Canoe

Author: Going to Winter

Chapter 65 Four Voices and the Canoe

That rainbow, which was harder than diamonds, definitely did more than just knock him out.

Yi Cha was half asleep, feeling very, very tired.

He had heard someone describe a state of extreme exhaustion as "the soul being hollowed out."

I really feel like my soul is being ripped out, literally, he thought.

He felt like a canoe, in the middle of a gloomy and boundless sea, with huge waves approaching from the distance——

At this critical moment, he suddenly discovered that there was a small hole in his stomach and it was leaking.

And he was very, very tired.

"Wake up." Someone said into his ear. It was a girl's voice that was clear and full of life.

He almost fell asleep when the girl woke him up.

I'm really tired. I'm a canoe, he thought. His eardrums didn't bother to vibrate. Water splashed out from the crack in his belly.

He decided to take a short rest first and closed his eyes again.

"Wake up." A different voice said to him.

This time the voice was hollow, holy and emotionless, like a large mass of icy updrafts that supported the side of his boat and placed it between him and the sea.

The rate of water inflow has slowed down.

He opened his eyelids a slit and looked at the sky in his mind. He realized that there was a dark blue hole at the end of the sky. There was something moving in the depths of the hole. There seemed to be something peeping at him? Maybe it was just the pattern of the sky.

, his vision was too scattered and unable to focus.

He felt as if he was not sinking anymore. The water in his abdomen became slower.

But it's really tiring.

"stand up."

"Get up! Ichaint!"

The two voices were still calling him, and the huge waves were approaching slowly, deafening behind him, but he slowly turned a deaf ear.

I need to rest for a while, just for a while.

No one can stop...

"Wake up. Wake up. Buzz."

Okay. Damn it.

He obviously had his eyes closed, but a white, annoying little fly flew past his eyes.

He was unable to raise his hand to brush it off, so he could only open his eyes.

That annoying, annoying little fly disappeared, and there was only a canopy, so high that it caused heart discomfort.

He felt depressed inside and let out a heavy breath.

I have to turn over.

Just turn over.

Yicha turned sideways with difficulty, forgetting that he was a canoe.

The sea surface turned over, and ripples as black as oil came towards us.

As a canoe, he nearly landed face down in the terrible, bleak ocean.

The ripples of the ocean were reflected in his eyes, and he fell into a trance again.

"Wake up."

A fourth voice sounded, and it was a completely different voice, a male voice.

Yi Cha started to laugh.

There's nothing funnier than when a man is about to fall asleep and suddenly four noisy guys surround him.

"Wake up." A fourth voice said again.

This sound was like egg whites falling on the ground. It was the most listless sound, and it even felt like I was about to fall asleep. But it sounded very close and real.

At the same time, something like a grappling hook caught the bottom of his boat——

No, it's not a metal grapple. It's nails, sharp, bird nails digging into the wood.

paw.

Something like a bird's claw grabbed him.

He heard the sound of wings flapping slowly. A pair of wide wings pulled him up and lifted him out of the water.

He wanted to turn around and look - forgetting again that he was a canoe.

"Wake up." "Wake up."

"Wake up. Buzz."

He was getting further and further away from the water. The huge waves barely grazed his sails and slowly surged into the distance like a herd, becoming silent for a moment.

The gloomy sea, the dull air, and the suffocating space left him.

"Wake up."

Yi Cha woke up.

He saw a brown ground - not quite sure if it was the ground, as many scenes in Comeniti are brown.

The first thing you can feel is——

Someone really grabbed his two arms and pulled him up in an unnatural posture. He was indeed pulled awake.

Yi Cha turned his head to look at the kind devil.

This time he was able to turn his head successfully. He was no longer in a canoe.

He saw two white, thick and long eyebrows that were always resting on the guy's ears.

"Are you awake? Trash." The demon soul said.

"You're back..." Behind Lucifer, a cute, white puff of air appeared on the top of his head, and then he shrank back.

Yi Cha blinked hard.

"Duke Wabra. Nice to see you again." He said quickly.

Yes. He almost forgot.

Vabra is of course in Comeniti.

As expected, the demon's soul will be here. And perhaps because the time of death was so close, Wabra hadn't even left the "balcony" yet.

They might even be considered the same group.

Although he still felt weak, he stood up and politely broke away from the other party's help.

The soul of the half-gryphon demon old man did not persist and fell to the ground with a thud, looking very exhausted. He curled up his lower body in a rounded posture, put his head on his wings, and closed his head.

The eyes don't answer.

Something is missing... Yi Cha quickly glanced around.

The Son of Chaos disappeared with the Whip Cage.

Oops.

No. She must not have been caught. The guards just now couldn't see her. The Son of Hell seemed to be in a different state from the demon souls like them here.

Did she run away on her own?

I heard her trying to wake herself up just now, that's right.

Where did she go...I didn't have a chance to ask her a few more questions...

To check the "badness" in your heart and take stock of the environment.

Both he and Wabra were bathed in a golden, ominous, bee-sting-like sunlight.

The sun shines from six directions and can directly hit almost all exposed parts of the body. It will stir up a burst of fine, boiling bubbles and emit high-temperature white smoke like water mist in the illuminated area.

There was no shelter, and they were in a transparent bubble-like cover. There were only two of them in this cover, and the entire space was filled with high-temperature smoke that evaporated from their bodies. It was extremely painful. After staying in it for a while, they felt that their physical strength and consciousness were constantly draining away.

.

He cast his gaze around.

On the dark brown background, whether it was the room or the sky and the earth, there were countless bubble covers similar to the one they were in, arranged in a slightly undulating plane, extending to a place out of sight.

If you look carefully, you will see that there are one or two souls in each bubble filled with water vapor. It is clear that the entire background is a dull dark brown, but the strong "sunlight" comes from nowhere and penetrates all-pervasively, making it impossible for all demonic souls to escape.

The whole environment is filled with a dying atmosphere.

This must be the "balcony".

City of Mercy, Comeniti, its love is everywhere like the sun.

"Are we being 'judged'?" Yicha curled up his body to reduce the area exposed to the sun and asked Wabra.

"Let it dry." Wabra didn't even open his eyes, "Distill out all the parts that are not conducive to the 'trial'."
Chapter completed!