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The moment he saw the six gray wings clearly, Lucifer's pupils shrank slightly.

Seraphim? !

How can this be?

In this world, apart from him and Michael, how could there be other angels alive?

Moreover, the color of the pair of wings is neither the pure white of Seraphim, nor the pitch black of Demon, but a mysterious grayish white... like wings growing from ashes, dead, silent, and suffocating.

Lucifer had never seen such an angel.

Just as Lucifer was staring at the seraph, the figure on the corpse mountain seemed to have noticed something, turned his head to look in this direction, and ripples appeared in those lonely eyes.

The moment he saw that face, Lucifer's heart trembled slightly, and an inexplicable fear suddenly rushed to his heart!

Lucifer didn't know where this fear came from. Even when he was facing the siege of the Great Xia gods, he had never been so frightened. It was a kind of fear that came from the instinct of the body. The six-winged statue in front of him The gray angel seemed to have a natural suppression on him, just standing there made him feel uncomfortable.

"Who are you?!" Lucifer knew that he had been discovered, and a dull voice sounded.

The figure stood on top of the mountain of corpses, its gray wings covering the sky, overlooking the bloody Lucifer, his brows were slightly frowned,

"Hell has been emptied by me... Where did this reptile come from?"

"?"

Lucifer was about to say something, but suddenly froze in place,

"Empty Hell?"

His eyes fell on the towering mountain of corpses, as if thinking of something, "You killed all the polluted demons by yourself? Who are you?!"

"Squad [Night Curtain], Shen Qingzhu."

"[Night Curtain]?" Lucifer frowned slightly, "What..."

The figure paused, and narrowed its eyes slightly, "You have the breath of hell on your body...you are Lucifer? No, why does it still smell like restraint... Forget it, since it is a reptile of restraint, let's clean it up together Just drop it.

After absorbing the power of hell on your body, I should be able to leave here too. "

Under Lucifer's amazed gaze, the gray seraph's palm was slowly raised, and the pressure of the main god level was released from his body, covering the entire bloody sky in an instant!

Feeling the coercion from Shen Qingzhu, Lucifer's pupils shrank violently. In his current half-dead state, it was impossible for him to be the opponent of Shen Qingzhu who possessed the origin of hell. In those silent eyes, He felt a wave of Strong death threats.

He immediately said: "Wait! You and I are angels born in hell, why do you want to kill each other?! As long as we join hands, there will be basically no..."

Just halfway through Lucifer's words, the angel figure on the mountain of corpses gently pressed a finger to his lips, narrowing his eyes slightly:

"Shh-"

In this silent gesture, a mysterious rhythm flowed from his fingertips, and the six gray wings that covered the sky suddenly flowed on the barren black earth as if melting, dyeing the whole world into gray...

A strange power of law descended quietly.

Lucifer's voice stopped abruptly, and His lips were still opening and closing, as if trying to persuade something, but His voice could no longer be heard in this gray world.

Gray sky, gray earth, gray mountain of corpses, gray angels...

The ashes-like dead and dull color climbed up Lucifer's bloody and bloody body, like countless palms protruding from the annihilation hell, digging into his body, and dyed him gray.

Unprecedented pain flooded Lucifer's mind. His mouth, which was sewn into the pelvic cavity, opened wildly, as if he was screaming in pain, but no matter how he shouted, there was no sound in this world.

He was like a drowning person submerged in silence, struggling frantically on the ground, on the mountain of corpses, but that figure just watched the scene calmly, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

He just silently raised his palm, and snapped his fingers against the gray world.

Snapped--

Suddenly, Lucifer's remnant body stopped suddenly.

A crack spread from the center of his gray body, and in this silent world, there was finally a soft sound... He cracked open.

Lucifer's pupils stared at Shen Qingzhu on the corpse mountain, and the two halves of the mouth opened and closed, roaring silently:

——Angel of Silence.

Lucifer split in two, stiffly split again, four petals, eight petals, sixteen petals...His body split into the size of fine sand at a speed visible to the naked eye, disappeared in the air, and was swept up by a breeze, Floating towards the figure on the mountain of corpses.

The gray world receded like a tide, and the six gray wings reappeared behind Shen Qingzhu. He slowly closed his eyes, and a black crystal heart absorbed all the ashes transformed into Lucifer under his chest. , strong and powerful beating.

"Finally fully integrated..." Shen Qingzhu breathed a sigh of relief.

His eyes swept across this dead hell, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes, "It's time to go back."

He raised his palm and swiped lightly at the void in front of him. A long and narrow black portal appeared between the hells. Behind the portal was a hazy mist, and the sound of raging waves could be heard vaguely.

Shen Qingzhu stood in front of this portal with a complicated expression...

During this long time, he stayed here alone to absorb the source, died again and again, and was reborn again and again. The original pair of dark wings changed into this unique one during his countless struggles. grey.

He couldn't remember how he gradually regained consciousness, he only remembered countless polluted demons, who were destroyed by him in the world of silence, his hands were stained with blood, and so were the pair of gray wings.

When he was fully awake, hell was empty, and there were mountains of corpses.

After wandering in the hell of life and death and killing for so long, he had somewhat forgotten what the outside world should be like.

Shen Qingzhu stood in front of the door, looked back at the empty hell, and the bloody mountain of corpses, and after a while, said slowly:

"Hell... should also be destroyed."

The black crystal heart was beating in his chest, making a dull sound, and as Shen Qingzhu turned and stepped into the door, the bloody hell world trembled violently!

The mountains and rivers shattered, the sky fell, and the mountain of corpses that stood in the center of hell began to turn into gray particles and dissipate... This world is like a dilapidated house that lost its load-bearing pillars. Large areas collapsed and finally disappeared!

In the void world, that crimson figure gradually disappeared behind the portal... His whisper echoed clearly in the silence.

"Seven nights... I'm back."