ghost world

"My head isn't tired at all," Metatron said before Mammon's head touched his shoulder, "but my shoulder is sore."

Mammon hugged her knees.

The moonlight reflected on the window, and a layer of clear light fell.

Metatron spread out his right hand, and Qinghui slowly condensed into dots of silver light in his hand.Light lingered around his hand like a bracelet.

Mamen said, "Can you give it to me?"

Metatron smiled and nodded.

Mammon held out his hand.

A halo of silver star points slowly wrapped around his wrist.

"Although it's a bit big," Mammon said with satisfaction, "as the first ring I've ever received, I'm very satisfied."

A little bit of starlight fell like rain in an instant, merging with the moonlight spreading on the ground.

Mammon's hand was still fixed in the air, without the halo, the wrist looked very empty.

Metatron said: "They are only light, not long."

Mammon slowly straightened her legs, put her hands behind her back, looked up at the night sky outside the window, her eyes were misty and bright, "At least I have owned it."

Metatron stared at the entrance of the tall building opposite.

At least one of them must know what they are doing.

This watch lasted for three days and three nights, but Shipley never showed up.

Both Metatron and Mammon were worried.

Porgy is still at the entrance of the Tenth Realm, which is a variable.With his personality, if he waited for a long time, he would probably run out.

"Let's go and have a look." Mamen said.He prefers to take the initiative rather than just sit back and wait.

Metatron said, "Okay."

Mamen said: "I'll lure Shipley away, you go to Kasamir."

Metatron hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay." Before Shipley fell, Mammon's safety should be guaranteed.

Mammon stood up, half-hunched to keep her head from hitting the roof, and held out her hand to Metatron.

Metatron looked at him, still put his hand in his palm, and stood up.

Mammon exerted force on her wrist.

Metatron leaned forward slightly, and quickly stabilized his figure, but Mammon took advantage of the momentum and rushed over.

Metatron could only reach out his other hand to catch him.

Mammon hugged him, her cheek gently stroking his hair that was as soft as clouds. "Can you lock time and let us stop at this second?" He whispered.

Metatron's lips moved slightly.

Mammon found that she couldn't move, and was about to chuckle when she saw Metatron slowly withdrawing from his embrace.

Mammon: "..."

Metatron smiled and said, "I think when you feel sore from this position, it should take someone to lift this confinement."

Mammon looked at him steadfastly, her eyes full of hurt.

Metatron said: "Do you want to stay for a while? But it's not early, one hour at most?"

Mammon: "..."

The buildings under the moonlight are a little sacred, a little gloomy, and a little cold.

Mammon approached slowly, fully alert.Since Shipley's soul perception field is wider than him, it is very likely that Shipley will find him before he finds the other party.

The big house was quiet.

He felt a few sleeping souls, pure as snow, but none of them were strong enough.

Metatron spread his wings and floated outside the building.Given the distance between them, even if Shipley found Mammon, he would not find Metatron.But Metatron could see through the window again what Mammon was giving him.

Although this plan is not perfect, but the feasibility is still very high.

If Mammon can find Shipley.

After walking around, he finally stopped, his brows were deeply furrowed, and his face was full of doubts.

Metatron watched him suspiciously from the window.

Mamen walked to the end of the corridor, opened the window and said, "He's not in this house." Before he finished speaking, his expression changed suddenly, "Wait a minute."

Metatron looked at him, "Found it?"

"I don't know." Mammon looked solemn, "Just for a moment, I seemed to feel... the fallen Shipley."

Metatron froze.

Could it be that Shipley fell during these three days?

……

why?

The walkways are dark.

Metatron walked down the stairs.

Although this road was very strange, he had walked it once with Shipley, and walked it again, and the memory was still there.

Although his steps were heading towards the basement, his ears kept listening to the movement on the ground.

Since the discovery of Shipley's soul after the fall, they made two guesses.One is that Shipley at that time fell at this time.But this guess doesn't quite fit Shipley's description more than 1 years later.Because he said that he had returned to heaven, it is certain that he should not have fallen before he returned to heaven to see Michael.Of course, this is also possible.That is, they changed history after all.But what will happen, they don't know yet.

Another guess is that Mammon sensed Shipley more than 1 years later.This is possible, but only if Shipley left the Tenth Realm more than 1 years ago.Then another question arises, where did he go?And how did it slip out from under the noses of Mammon and Metatron?

You can never get the right answer just by guessing.So they decided to prove it with practice.Mammon goes to investigate Shipley while he follows his original plan to find Kasamir.

It sounds the same as the original plan, but the danger has greatly increased.

Shipley with a fallen soul...

Metatron had a hunch.Whether it is Shipley more than 1 years ago or more than 1 years later, he will become the key to this journey of time and space.

The ladder quickly reached the last level.Metatron continued on, quickly completing the part of the road that Shipley had led him.The following Lumamen described, is a bit complicated, like a small maze.The only thing he can count on now is that Mammon's memory is not too bad.

The labyrinth walkway is like a snake moving forward, and the fork is like a snake's tongue.

Metatron silently carried the route Mammon told him in his heart, and quickly found the exit.

There was light at the exit, but it was gray, like a bright room filled with thick black smoke.

He stepped forward cautiously.

It was a spacious stone room. The moment Metatron saw the stone room, he remembered the first time he saw Hippe's stone room. If the hazy gray light is removed, this stone room is almost exactly the same as the stone room more than 1 years later.

He subconsciously looked towards the end of the stone room.

There, a thick stone pillar stands up to the sky and is closely connected with the stone chamber.And similar to the scene of more than 1 years, there is also a fallen angel tied to the stone pillar.

"Kasamir." Metatron approached him step by step.

As if sensing his presence, Kasamir suddenly raised his head.

The once pure eyes were bloodshot.He looked at him with a ferocious and bloodthirsty expression, "Metatron? Really, long time no see!"

Metatron looked at him, frowning slightly.This tone is so similar to the fallen Shipley!

"Let me guess what you're doing here." Kasamir grinned, his teeth that were originally neat looked unusually cold in such an atmosphere. "God sent you here? Because my wings turned black?"

Metatron said softly: "Actually, it's not a terrible thing for the wings to turn black."

"Scary?" Kasamir laughed, "Why do I think he is scary? In fact, I feel comfortable and relaxed when the wings turn black. I can do whatever I want without any scruples! It's such a great feeling!"

Metatron said, "What do you most want to do now?"

Kasamir restrained his smile, hatred and anger condensed in his pupils instantly, "I'm going to kill Shipley!"

Metatron said, "Why?"

Kasamir glared at him, "Do you think I'm the one who tied myself to this goddamn stone pillar and enjoyed seeing the light of day every day?"

Metatron said, "He's doing it for your own good."

"For me? Haha..." Kasamir laughed loudly, "Do you really think he is for me? He just can't accept that my wings have turned black and I don't follow him anymore. But I don't want to Explain to him again, because whatever you say to him is just a waste of saliva. He will never understand what a wonderful feeling it is when the wings are black and the desire in the heart is completely released!" He looked at Metatron , suddenly said in a seductive tone, "You let me go, I can help you experience the taste of blackening. Believe me, you will definitely fall in love with this feeling."

Metatron showed off all eight wings, then looked at the shocked man calmly, and said with a smile: "I think, at present, there should be no angel who knows better than me the two tastes of falling and not falling."