ghost world

"The tenth world you mentioned is just a part of all the worlds?" Bisidi slowly digested this surprising news while narrating.Compared with the myths circulating in the main city, the myth of Metatron seems to be more flesh and blood, but it is even more unacceptable!

He thought for a while, and he thought about it, and said slowly: "What evidence do you have?"

It is actually very simple to obtain evidence, as long as they are brought to other realms.But can it really be so smooth?The corpse of the angel lying outside the Tenth Realm seemed to be a wake-up call.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Baird thought he was stopped by Bisidi's question, and immediately became angry, "That's right. Since you are so confident in what you said, why didn't you prove it to us? Just take us to see that heaven and hell, We just trust you."

"No." Metatron spit out these two words lightly.

Bisidi secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and Baird's face was vaguely gloating about breaking the lie.

Metatron sighed, "Because I can't guarantee your safety."

Bisidi rolled his eyes and said, "Could it be that the god in your mouth doesn't let us leave?"

Metatron was slightly taken aback.The reason he thought of just now was the death of Kasamir and those angels, but this only proved that the yellow sand, fire, water and darkness surrounding the Tenth Realm are very dangerous.It never occurred to him whether the gods would let them leave the tenth world.Even, those dangers were originally bestowed by God?

His heart shook violently, and he hurriedly pushed this thought out of his mind.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Bisidi said again: "Then what are you doing here?" If what they said was true, then there was no reason for Metatron and Mammon to come.The Tenth Realm has been abandoned for so many years, and has formed their own special way of life.The so-called truth will only destroy everything they have worked so hard to build!

A trace of confusion flashed in Mamen's eyes as he looked at Metatron, and his heart softened, and he disliked the aggressive Bi Sidi and others even more.

He was only here for Metatron this time, and God's will was not important to him.The simplicity and backwardness of the Tenth Realm allowed him to see business opportunities, but this was only incidental. He was never greedy for money. If necessary, he would not even mind taking the Tenth Realm directly as a subsidiary realm of hell, just like Dependent countries that have appeared in human history.At the beginning, he intended to take down the Bright Titan when the Titans split, but unfortunately Lucifer refused. In the end, he could only compromise by using economic means to win them over and share the food with the dwarves.Judging from the current situation of the Tenth Realm, unless Heaven intervenes, he is enough to dominate the Nine Realms.

Thinking of this, he thought of coercion.The best way to subdue the weak is to let them feel their strength.

"The Tenth Realm has been out of order for too long." The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his black eyes, which were different from all the angels in the Tenth Realm, showed a faint but unignorable eagerness. "It's time to find a suitable manager."

Bisidi and the others had actually noticed his existence from the very beginning, but Julian didn't introduce him, and they kept pretending not to see him. Now that they heard his ambitious declaration, they were filled with anger, surprise, and panic. Emotions.

"Who are you?" Simon, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.

"Mammon." Mammon looked straight at the three pairs of malicious gazes coming towards him, "from hell."

Metatron pursed his lips slightly, still calm.

"And what's your purpose?" Bisti asked.

Mammon smiled, and immediately faded the undisguised aggression in her eyes, "Business."

"What business?" When Bisti asked, he took a special look at Julian.He, Simon, and Baird only divided up the administrative power of the main city, but it was Julian who controlled the business of the tenth world.Although he has always looked like a teenager, Bisidi knows that his real age is much older than himself.Since they ate the fruit of wisdom and gradually got to know the world, Julian has been the master of the City of Joy and a friend of the city lord Hippe.

"Any kind of business is fine. Finance, resources, information...all the industries you can think of."

Bisidi's uneasiness grew.It was obviously a normal smile, but why did he feel like he had fallen into a trap.

Baird was impatient with the suffocating atmosphere in the room, and said straightforwardly, "Why did you call us here in the middle of the night?"

Both Bisidy and Simon glared at him.This kind of statement is simply to let the other party ask for a price, which is not conducive to the negotiation of one's own side.

"It's not midnight, the sun has risen." Metatron got up and walked to the window.The morning light rising from the east fell on his body head-on, and the long golden hair was coated with a layer of golden light, outlining a slender silhouette, elegant and flawless.

Even Bisidy and the others who were dissatisfied with him at first dazzled and couldn't look away.

Mammon's hand suddenly landed on his shoulder, and then with a little force, she half hugged him into her arms.

Metatron unexpectedly did not refuse.

The greed in his chest slowly calmed down.Mammon reached out with the other hand to touch the blond hair lightly.He really wanted to dye this hair black if he could.Gold is too sacred, too far away, too untouchable, too easy to drift away.Only the black heaviness can make his heart return to his chest, instead of staying in mid-air like it is now.

"Cough." Simon's low cough broke this rare warm moment.

Mammon felt Metatron move inch by inch away from her arms.

"I came here to meet Shipley." Metatron turned around, his voice as soft as water, "Heaven has never abandoned the tenth realm. Each realm has a unique culture, which comes from different lives and races, so, The Tenth Realm is not abandoned, on the contrary, it is just protected." He said, turning his head, and looked at Mamen meaningfully.

Mammon averted her gaze.He was right. If it wasn't for the layers of fog and veils outside the Tenth Realm, today's Tenth Realm has already been eroded and divided by other realms. The Tenth Realm, which is weaker than the Titans, has absolutely no way of resisting. force.At least since he came in, his intention to carve up the tenth world has not changed.

"Shipley has done a good job, but there are also shortcomings." Metatron said, "At least, I want to find out the reason why angels can't live long after eating the wisdom fruit."

Bisidi and other angels were moved.

Metatron had them at the gate.

eternal life.

After knowing the consequences of eating the wisdom fruit, they have been jealous, envious, annoyed, and regretted.Those angels who look stupid can live forever and live forever, but these angels with wisdom have to experience aging and death, how unfair it is!Those immortal angels don't know how precious longevity is, let alone how terrible death is!But they don't have to experience it at all.And these angels know the value of life, but they have to experience the pain of losing them.

They don't need to believe Metatron's story, but longevity makes them tempted.

Mammon knew that Metatron had the ability to grant immortality, but so did God. If God agreed, then they should have obtained immortality long ago.Even though he has been away from heaven for so many years, he still has to admit that the thing he can't figure out the most is God.For example, the reason for coming this time, such as ignoring the development of the Tenth Realm, such as...why did you agree to let him come with Metatron?

"We don't know the whereabouts of Shipley." Bisdi said cautiously, "Maybe, when Kasamir rebelled, he was severely injured."

"Kasamir... is dead." Metatron's eyes darkened.

Bisidi and other angels were indifferent.

Not to mention Kasamir, even if Metatron said that Shipley was dead, they would not have much reaction.This city has long needed no support from those so-called myths and gods.

Metatron said: "With him, there are many angels. They seem to want to leave here."

"Leave? How to leave?" Baird pricked up his ears.

Mamen said: "Every world has imports and exports."

Bisidi said: "Can I go to other realms after leaving the tenth realm?"

"You just need to know the exact location, otherwise, you will get lost in the endless darkness." Mammon smiled chillingly.

Bisidi lowered his eyes, not knowing how much he believed.

Seeing that Bisidi was moved, Baird couldn't help but snorted coldly with disdain, and said, "Then what do you want now?" It's really rare that they talked a lot here and there, and they haven't talked about the topic yet!

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What exactly do you want?This is a difficult problem.

Mammon's purpose was simple, but he looked at Metatron.He can carry out his plan one step later, but he doesn't want his plan to hinder his plan.

"I think," Metatron paused, "give me a fruit of wisdom, and then send an angel who has eaten the fruit of wisdom and an angel who has not eaten the fruit of wisdom back to heaven with me."

Under the current circumstances, the hope of finding Shipley is very slim. The only clue at present is the wisdom fruit that will reduce lifespan.Metatron believes that with the wisdom of the angels in heaven, he will be able to find out the reason behind the fruit of wisdom.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Mammon without waiting for the other angels to answer.

Mamen smiled and said, "I also want to go back to hell."