Chapter 99 Following Sariel

Author: Going to Winter

Chapter 99 Following Sariel

Yi Cha looked in the direction she pointed.

Under the blue-purple sky with black and yellow inverted rivers, there are more than a dozen white birds flying in a horizontal line in the distance - even though they are so far away, they fly away from him in a short while.

The left side of the field of vision has moved to the right side.

Those white birds were very fast, and their silhouettes were intermittent. They occasionally disappeared from the air, and the next time they appeared, they had moved a long distance.

bird?

He shook off the water droplets on his body, put his hand on Diavolo's head, and looked at it through her eyes.

"It's not a bird." Yi Cha sighed.

"what is that?"

"Angel."

"That sounds really uncomfortable!" Diavolo shuddered. Except for Cha, the children of hell are innately repulsive to angelic creatures - it is also due to the fact that their fields of power are completely opposite.

Yi Cha didn't say anything, his eyes traced their figures that were about to disappear into the horizon.

Twelve angels flapped their wings, and one of them, a slender six-winged seraph, held up a transparent and almost invisible aura shield, covering all the angels inside.

They were flying rapidly in the direction of the Flesh Forge.

The Battle of Dawn has started? It’s still too early to leave the scheduled departure time from Beelzebub.

Angels really should wake up earlier...

No.

Only twelve angels came, and judging from their flight paths, they most likely came from the small open plane passage above the end of the Spine of Fire in Chihino.

Although he did not participate in Beelzebub's mobilization meeting, Yicha also knew that if the Doomsday War begins and is blessed by the Sons of Chaos, the demonic army will not be bound by the planes, and can invade other planes without restriction, regardless of the number.

.

I think War of Dawn should be the same.

If the war has already started, why should we restrain ourselves like this?

To capture Keqier?

Yi Cha rejected this idea almost immediately. A small angel of authority guarding the library would not attract so much attention from the Source of Order.

The angels are almost out of sight.

He followed them in the direction they left for a while until twelve white shadows appeared at the edge of his vision again.

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Icha focused his eyes on the black-haired Seraph in the middle.

The only seraph among the angels should also be the leader of this wave of angels.

This angel exudes a thin spiritual energy barrier, protecting the remaining angels from being harmed by the harsh environment while traveling freely through the chaotic hell.

Kezier should be able to recognize all the angels here at a glance. Isaac had to guess by recalling his descriptions and information illustrations.

Fortunately, there are only seven Seraphs.

The Supreme Archangel Gabriel, the "Opener" and "Enemy of Demons", can first eliminate it - the King of Angels will naturally purify all filth wherever he goes.

Naturally, neither are the well-known "Godlike One" and "Prince of God" Michael, "Wind Maker" and "God's Healer" Raphael, and "God's Light" and "Fear Maker" Uriel.

"What is an angel?" Diavolo followed him at some point.

"Absolutely the same as us." Yicha replied.

"Then why do I feel so disgusted with them?"

"Everyone has a bad relationship."

"Aha? Isn't it almost the same?"

"So the relationship is not good."

"That's it." The Son of Chaos made an expression of sudden realization.

The Seraph flying in the middle suddenly glanced at their angle. Icha immediately pulled away, touched Diavolo and shared the field of view, observing his face.

Seraph's flawless face had neither wrinkles nor expression.

He half-closed his eyes with white pupils on a black background - his eyes were twice as big as those of normal humanoids.

Warm eyes escaped from under his eyelids.

stuffy.

Even through the indirect vision of the Son of Hell, when I met that gaze, I felt like I had been punched in the chest out of thin air.

Yi Cha quickly looked away and looked around him.

Evil eyes, black hair, slender figure, dim and inconspicuous misty aura.

Among the remaining three Seraphs——

"Angel of the Moon" and "Two-Face" Sariel look exactly like this.

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The scorching wind is gentle - to the devil.

Keep your distance and follow the twelve angels.

Sariel didn't seem to notice any trace of them. He kept his direction and flew forward gracefully and calmly.

Icha glanced around in the direction of the Flame Spine of Kishino.

Where there is fire there is silence.

No new angels came to reinforce.

The Battle of Dawn should not have started yet. "Angel of the Moon" Sariel is not good at fighting...

"The relationship is not good. Then why are they here?" Diavolo asked again.

Yi Cha thought for a while. "Maybe...negotiation."

It's a bit funny to say.

There is no word "negotiation" in the devil's dictionary - the word's place has been replaced by "powerful words", "deception" and "falsehood". Cha realized this through his communication with the outside world.

Angels love negotiation, it's part of their pedantic nature.

"negotiation?"

"Angels always want to talk about everything." Yi Cha sighed.

Maybe these guys just want to achieve their goal through negotiation first - to make Chaos Hell surrender directly.

This decision is simply ridiculous.

Perhaps this process is part of the order, written on the first page of a "manual manual for dealing with the enemy", posted on the back of Gabriel's sacred desk, highlighted in yellow and bold with solar ink.

So they had to do it.

Angels always have endless rules to abide by. Kircher often complained about this.

"Why are they talking?" Diavolo asked again.

Yicha knows the standard answer to this question. Ke Qier told him.

The summary report to be written afterwards has this column. "Negotiation results:..." It's that simple.

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The ground beneath my feet gradually turned into the color of serious illness.

Smoke, dust and sparks are endless.

Chisino's ridge of flesh and blood, covered with tumors and masses, bulges below the field of vision.

It won't take long before you enter the range of the flesh and blood casting pool.

Icha had actually been thinking about how to act. He understood Beelzebub, both in terms of his long-standing character and his current attitude.

If this group of angels really negotiated, they would probably have nothing left - literally.

Don't they themselves know this?

The average IQ of an angel is difficult to estimate, and Kircher seriously affected his judgment.

If angels are seeking their own death, there is no need to stop them—no one can stop an angel from writing a detailed, full, and vivid report.

But it is necessary to know how things will develop...

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To be continued...