"No need to be so troublesome, it's just an attempt."
Edward flipped his hand, and the invisible power in the space slowly became concrete. The slender silks intersected in the air and connected, and finally became a piece of smooth and soft silk. Then, there were black traces, and several lines of text were carved on it.
Finally, they were carefully rolled up into a slender but gorgeous scroll, falling into the arms of the fallen angel,
The psychic warlock snapped his fingers again, and the fallen angel had opened his eyes and looked blankly at the two figures of a man and a demon in front of him. "Go back." The psychic warlock whispered: "Go back to the existence who sent you here."
Go, and hand him the item you are holding and tell him that this is a crucial message for Lord Belia.”
So a moment later, a fallen angel flew out of the copper castle.
Her figure flashed in the air, and then... the distance of the entire plane was just an illusory type in front of the advanced teleportation. Even if you cross the sixth floor and then the fifth floor, you will be about to enter the fourth floor,
The fallen angel also only took less than one hourglass time.
A kind of power is urging her to make her do her best to incite every space twist, rushing straight towards the target at an astonishing high speed. Even such a speed will make her soul burn!
However, so far.
The plane passages between the fifth hell and the fourth hell are already far away, and the last teleportation technique has been activated... However, the spirit of the fallen angel suddenly relaxed.
The power of vagueness surrounded her body and stiffened all her movements. She turned her into a stiff stone statue. In her sight, the last bit of light outlined the images of three humanoids, but she could no longer go
Distinguish what it is.
A slender and powerful hand reached out, took out the scroll from her clothes, and slowly unfolded it.
"Interesting." said the master of the hand, the devil duke with red hair and lion feet. He raised his head from the scroll, focused on the two female devils in front of him, and turned his hand: "This is made by creation."
Yes, just like when I saw it. There is no seal, nor any confidentiality measures, but you can feel the subtle energy above. It's very strange..."
"Nonsense!" The woman with dark hair frowned in dissatisfaction, snatched the silk and observed carefully... But soon, she turned to the other person blankly: "What is this? Glessi
Sister Ya. Do you know each other?"
The silk is written in black ink, with very simple words in four lines of twenty-five or six words. The text is clumsy, each letter is a bit straight and lacks coherence. The last line is even more
Unlike words, they are square patterns composed of completely straight lines.
but……
Not the words of Purgatory.
Text that is not a common word.
It is not the pretentiously profound and shallow text used by the Baku nobles who are the main material plane.
It is not the language of the elves, dragons, and the language of the four elements of other elements, nor is it the text of the early humans or the text that was popular in the main material plane.
It's not the soul rune that the guy might be good at. Although the hard and straight lines look a little similar to the soul rune, you can even feel the slightest radiance of power on it. But those lines with uniform crosses and even thickness do not match
The reading habits of the spirit monsters who created the spiritual runes. In addition, if the spiritual runes are separated from the material such as crystal, they cannot be interpreted at all.
...
"What the hell is this?"
Gracia frowned, but she couldn't help but shake her head in the end.
After carefully checking three times, she finally confirmed that she had never seen the characters, whether in form or grammar... But how is this possible? Although Gracia is not as fond of magic as those who love so-called inheritance of knowledge.
The devils are so passionate, but their long life has long made her more knowledgeable - as long as they don't deliberately escape, knowledge and experience will always accumulate to near the threshold over time... However, it is also this
Knowledge made her confused two other things - the silk-sloppy writing in ink on the silk was not in their knowledge storage!
What is the code word? What agreed between that person and Beria?
But when did they collude with each other? Could it be that all this was a conspiracy from the beginning? Then what was my previous actions... aren't right, does it involve Ryanstus? But for all this, why did I do it before and
My father's contact was not mentioned? Has all this been hidden from the sight of the Lord of the Nine Prisons?
Is this impossible?
What interrupted Glesey's slogan was Taltuck's voice.
"It's crazy." After looking at the letter for a short period of events, the Devil Duke said. Then, shook his head in the surprised gaze of the two Devil princesses, with a smile on his face: "It was written the opposite."
Glesia and Firna were stunned for a moment, and then each turned their eyes to the silk.
Yes, each letter is slightly deformed and then written in reverse, and all characters form the vocabulary in the correct way, but the combination of vocabulary is reversed. This prank like a child, just let three
The Great Devil wasted almost an hourglass scale and still has more time to answer the so-called 'puzzle'.
And after getting the method, this thing becomes much simpler... extremely simple.
The first sentence: The pig is like a thought
The second sentence: Will the pig mother always read it all
The third sentence:! The stupid kid who is confused and confused, come to the clever party, I have to kill you, but the key is the winner, but the relationship is not related.
We can make up our ability and make our age and wisdom, and we can clearly prove the truth
It is indeed very simple, but after everyone spent a lot of meaningless and complex speculation, this ridiculous simplicity became a complete ridicule. At that moment, the three devils looked at each other, and seemed to be
You can see the winning smile on that guy's disgusting face!
"asshole!"
The dark red flame burst out from Firna's hands!
The silk began to curl in the flames, but before the complete burning came, one hand pressed the fourth lord's wrist, and the vigorous spark instantly dissipated, and the silk scroll was spared.
"Don't stop me! This damn bastard...he.he..."
Gracia shook Taltak's hand hatefully and gritted her teeth, but for a moment she couldn't find any words to describe the problem in front of her - except for her weak curses, she could hardly think of any language to express emotions.
.
After being a little more awake, you know that you shouldn't even resent anyone. Because this was what that person made to mock Beria, the reason why it caused the problem was that they cut it off halfway and then stole it
I read it... Whether in terms of purpose or action, the human behavior is understandable. What are the mistakes about the ridicule of the enemy?
Thinking of his father, he would be suspicious and confused. After thinking about it, he became furious and furious. He should have laughed secretly, but why is he still so frustrated and annoyed?
"What the hell does he want to do?" Glesia sighed. "Are you just teasing Belia who sent these killers?"
If you think about it carefully, this behavior seems ridiculously stupid.
How could he be sure that this thing must fall into Belia's hands? Will Belia personally receive a killer who failed assassination? Or should she accept and check some of the scrolls she brought back? Without knowing the situation
Next. With Beria's usual caution, will he leave such an obvious handle to the Lord of the Nine Prisons?
Moreover, what role can such boring things play for the cunning planner? With Beria's cultivation, he was at most a little angry and then laughed at it.
“It’s not that simple.”
"Why isn't it simple?" Firna looked at Taltak's thoughtful face and sneered: "He doesn't know much about hell, just a stupid guy! He just wants to do this boring assassination
Just make a little counterattack. But this boring method is useless and meaningless. Even the stupidest evil devil will not do this! Damn!"
Her voice paused... If the other party did something worse than the inferior demon, then what are the two lords who were foolish and thought seriously? What are the inferior demons?
"He saw much more than we knew, and the power he had was definitely not as good as we saw." Taltak whispered, carefully smoothing the scroll.
Folds, looking at the short, but each of them is as complicated as a small picture: "Like the things on it. Some need to be guessed, some are mysterious, but some do not understand them.
”
"What power does he have?"
"I don't know." Taltak raised his head: "I have checked all the protective arrays in the Red Copper Castle, especially the protective arrays in His Majesty's bedroom, but found no problems."
So Firna pursed her lips.
As the most honorable guest of the Copper Castle, not many people know better than her the power of Glesiah there, but because of this, she knew what was terrible to an existence that was still unseen...
...The unknown is always the source of fear.
"It's meaningless to waste time." The silence lasted for a while, and then it was broken by Gracia, her wrist flipped, and a regular envelope of nitrification appeared in her hands: "If he wanted this thing to be handed over to Bailey
Ya, then we will make sure it can be in Beria's hands."
...
After an hourglass time, the envelope appeared on a large desk.
The envelope made of human skin nitrogen is carefully spread out and flattened, and the magic texture representing the Sixth Prison is clearly visible. Even the magical fire paint on the seal that should have disappeared when it is opened is basically kept intact.
The devil behind the desk looked at the mark on the fire paint with a bright look, as if he wanted to see every line on it clearly. After a long time, he finally turned to below it.
There, a piece of dark-colored satin was also spread out and placed on the table. The satin was soft but not flat, with the burning marks of flames, making it look inconspicuous, like a rag...
Belia was even sure that the inferior servant demons around her would not use this kind of thing to wipe his room.
But he still checked it carefully.
Because it carries a very familiar aura and aura of flame. It comes from the Fourth Prison - it is the original power that only the lord can master. There are only two existences in the entire Nine Prisons who can have such a breath.
It is like the breath of power revealed in the fire lacquer mark on the envelope. They are all unique.
Beria did not pay much attention to the text on the scroll, whether it was the prank that needed to be interpreted by the three lines or the incomprehensible square diagram below.
He picked up the last thing from the table next to him…a small orb.
One eyeball.
The eyes looked very moist. Although there was no trace of blood on it, it was still crystal clear and transparent. It seemed that it could still see the remaining surprise and pain from the slightly opened pupils, but Beria obviously had no interest in appreciating it carefully.
His fingers were gently twisted and he pinched it into a thin mist! Then, with the deep chanting of the great devil, the thin mist expanded and outlined a faint image in front of him.
The passage in the red copper castle. The moment when the four bone demons were destroyed by the Duke's power. And the human mocking smile...
"Edward, huh? Interesting."
The picture of the illusion is short and silent, but this does not prevent Beria from interpreting more things from it. His fingertips move slightly, and the picture stops on the human face. The devil lord's eyes flashed and his eyebrows were slow.
As he slowly locked together, his face gradually became severe... but in the end he let out a string of chuckles: "It's that thing, that human with the power of God-eating? It turns out that he has come here...
…Asmotiels. You found a dangerous toy for your child.”
He slowly raised his gaze, but didn't know where he was observing. He just whispered to himself.
"Forever destruction of the bottomless abyss, I want to obtain the Paradise Mountain and complete the final reincarnation... For this purpose, you can really use everything... I am not as good as you, and when it comes to ambitions, I am not as good as you...
However, you really have the confidence to take them completely under control, not..."
The space around the Great Devil was empty, but his voice was deep and distant... It was like the devil king, who was in front of him.
But before the words were completely finished, they were interrupted by a slight sound.
On the desk, a silver flame suddenly ignited from the silk scroll.
Beria frowned.
He carefully observed the scroll and knew that it was made of creation and would collapse within a few hourglass even without any consumption. However, the burning in front of him was a bit strange - in fact, the flame was not enough
To describe that thing, it is more like a beam of light that splashed from the silk. Although it is only a little bit the size of a rice grain, the luster it emits instantly reflects the entire space into a silvery brightness!
The light was so intense, but so short, and in a blink of an eye, the scroll had disappeared without a trace.
Then, the whole space became silent again.
Belia shook her head, then reached out to press a magic circle on the table.
"Transfer my orders to all leaders, cities and camps - enter military management, strictly guard against any incoming and outgoing personnel and resource mobilization, and at the same time break down the 12th, 13th and 15th Mages into a 1, 100-man team.
, respectively, and each was installed in all the teams stationed in the wild. If you find Firna, Glecia, or any building under the name, and the music changes, you will immediately establish a silent barrier and protect your spiritual spells.
and increase resistance.”
After a brief order, he stood up and prepared to leave.
But the great devil's actions suddenly stopped.
He slowly turned his gaze and scanned everything around him... A week later, a dark red of flames slowly spread in his eyes, completely covering his crystal-like pupils into burning blood! Wherever his eyes reach
, it was also reflected in a dark red color, but there was nothing in this luster.
No, what should be.
Beria took a deep breath.
This breath was extremely long, making the air in the entire space seem to be sucked into the body of the big devil! Then, as he slowly breathed, the temperature in the whole room evaporated! The wide table in the room
The chair and several bookshelf around it were vague magic runes beginning to surround it. In just a moment, the stone bricks on the ground had turned into dark red, and bursting crackling sounds continued!
"strangeness……"
The big devil looked around slightly, but there was still no abnormality in his perception.
That abnormality comes from his spirit.
There is something indescribable, although extremely indifferent and undetectable, but it is ubiquitous and overflowing around you. The Great Devil Lord can feel it. It is wrapped around you, entangled, blocked, attacked, and suppressed
The strange repulsion felt very light when he was wearing it, but it was like a layer of oil covering his body, which was sticky and tight, and it was indescribable to feel uncomfortable, which even made every movement of him a little bit awkward.
Beria's body shook and disappeared in the room. After entering the passage, the feeling disappeared.
Is it something that human made?
Beria knew little information about the power of that human being—the space of the main material plane was blocked, Asmotiels blocked most of the news, and the devil believers who were originally there
The message was also blocked, and there was very little valuable information. If Asmotiels had not dispatched troops there,