ghost world

Kasamir's eyes slowly changed from shock to confusion, with a look familiar to Metatron.

"Meta... Tron..." The tone was completely different from when he first came in.

Metatron watched quietly.

The temperature in the stone chamber seemed to have dropped, and the invisible and ubiquitous cold air leaked from the gray walls, silently penetrating into the bone marrow.

Kasamir's wings flicked violently.

Metatron frowned.

In just a moment, the colors on the three pairs of Zhang Yang's black wings seemed... faded?

Is this an illusion or...

He looked around calmly.

"Little..." Kasamir just said a word, his face changed immediately, and he said with a sneer: "Since it has been blackened, why not blacken it more thoroughly?"

Metatron's heart moved: "Do you want to go out?"

Kasamir's red eyes suddenly burst into a greedy and sharp light. "Will you let me out?"

Metatron said, "If you'd like to answer my question."

"You want to know why I became black?" Kasamir said.

Metatron nodded.

"Because it's a happy thing." Kasamir grinned higher and higher, and said, "Don't you know very well? If you are not happy, why are you blackened?"

Metatron said, "What do you think is the happiest thing?"

"The happiest thing..." Kasamir's eyes flickered.

Metatron suddenly shook the hand placed by his side.

Kasamir froze instantly.

Metatron took a few steps closer, and a ball of white light lit up in his palm.The holy light fell behind Kasamir, and the black wings seemed to be plated with a thin layer of platinum.Metatron narrowed his eyes.He was not mistaken, the feathers behind Kasamir were no longer pure black, but dark gray.The difference between the two colors is not very large, especially in the dimly lit stone room.If Metatron hadn't been staring at his wings, he would never have noticed the sudden change of color.

"What secrets are you hiding?" He looked at Kasamir with a gentle expression.

Kasamir's pupils slowly filled with a look of pain.

Metatron removes the Time Prison.

"Go!" Roared like a fountain, and after shouting, Kasamir resumed his sinister look, "What do you want to do?"

Metatron said, "That's what I want to ask you. Who are you?"

Kasamir looked at him mockingly, grinned slowly, licked his lips with his tongue, and said word by word: "Kasamir."

Metatron said lightly: "You are not."

Kasamir froze for a moment, then lowered his head, his Adam's apple trembled slightly, and a gloomy laugh overflowed from his mouth.

The ground shook suddenly.

Metatron's expression changed.

Kasamir looked up and looked at him with pity, "Didn't you come alone?"

Metatron turned and flew upwards without hesitation.

"Shiplet...he finally couldn't hold on anymore...haha..." The arrogant and crazy laughter chased after a long time.

Metatron's face remained expressionless, but his heart was overwhelmed.There is only one thought in his mind now——

Mammon!

Although he has used his fastest speed to shuttle on the stairs, because of the irregular winding of the stairs, time is still passing slowly in his sense.

"Don't worry, my child..."

The faint voice of God sounded in the deepest part of his soul.

Metatron said in surprise: "Father!"

"Don't do anything, my child, don't do anything..." God's voice became weaker and weaker, and slowly only voice remained.

But Metatron's heartbeat slowly stabilized.Although there are still many things that he doesn't understand, he believes in God. This belief has supported him through tens of thousands of years of struggle and loneliness, and will also support him to continue walking.

The exit came earlier than expected.

Metatron rushed out quickly...

Then, suddenly stopped.

The building that inherited and carried forward the architectural style of heaven was completely razed to the ground, leaving only a pile of ruins.If Mammon hadn't guarded the exit of the tunnel for him, he might have been trapped inside—on the surface.

"What happened?" A look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.Although countless possibilities have flashed in my mind, absolutely none of them can be linked to the situation in front of me.

Shipley was half-kneeling on the ground, and the six wings behind him were like neon lights, constantly switching between light gray and dark gray.His expression was very painful, one hand was deeply stuck into the ground, and the debris of the stone scratched his palm, dripping with blood.

Mammon originally didn't have any sympathy for Shipley, but considering Metatron, she asked in a low voice, "Do you want to stop it?"

Metatron's time lock can definitely stop him.But at the same time, Shipley is likely to attack his soul, so the safe way is to let Mammon attack at the same time.

"No." Metatron gave an answer that surprised Mammon, "God will never do anything."

"God?" Mammon frowned inadvertently, then looked at Metatron, and found that he wasn't paying attention, and said, "Is it an oracle?"

Metatron shook his head and said, "He just said, don't do anything."

"Are you worried about changing history and causing serious consequences? Then according to the course of history, Shipley fell at this time?" Mamen paused, and pondered, "But I always feel it suddenly."

Metatron said: "It's not just him who is suddenly there."

"And the process of his degeneration is very strange." Since he didn't need to take action, Mammon observed him as a bystander, "It's not so much a degeneration, it's better to say..."

"Blackening?" Metatron said the word suddenly.

Mamen said, "Well, you can say that."

"I don't think they have fallen. Rather..." Metatron's expression was complicated, "They were invaded and manipulated by something."

"Intrusion control?" Mammon was taken aback for a moment, and then looked thoughtfully at Shipley, whose wings were getting darker and darker.

Metatron quietly clenched his fists.If his guess is true, then the series of puzzles in front of him have vague outlines.

Neither Shipley nor Kasamir fell voluntarily!

Mammon obviously thought of this too, her face changed slightly.

If the scene in front of him is just a process, then the fallen Shipley who once held the Eternal Heart to fight against them is the result.In other words, Seraphim did not block the invasion of that thing!

If such a thing exists, why didn't God stop it?Or is this simply the will of God?

"what!"

With a roar full of pain, Shipley suddenly soared into the sky.

Metatron moved slightly.

Mamen's eyes moved, and his body suddenly flew into the air.

Seemingly sensing his invasion of his soul, Shipley glanced over suddenly.

The red eyes are like a reenactment of the battle more than 1 years later.

As soon as Mammon penetrated into Shipley's soul, she was taken aback.His soul seemed to be shrouded in a cloud of gray fog, and no matter how hard Shipley's soul struggled, he couldn't break free.

Gray Mist seemed to sense his presence, and immediately rushed towards him like a sea wave!

Mammon fell from mid-air without warning.

Metatron had been staring at him since just now.God's command, Kasamir's wild laughter, and Shipley's roar seemed to merge into a piercing symphony, which kept circling in his mind, shaking the uneasiness deep in his soul.So when Mammon fell, he flew to catch him.

At this moment, Mamen completely lost her usual shrewdness and composure, her flying eyebrows were tightly furrowed, as if she was having a nightmare.

Metatron's heart sank.He tightened his arms and called out in a low voice, "Mammon."

Shipley's wings suddenly returned to light gray.He resisted the pain all over his body, and shouted to Metatron who was holding Mammon, "Bring Kasamir!"

Metatron flinched.

Mammon...

Mammon...

The gentle voice echoed in my mind over and over again.

Mammon wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't do anything, as if something was suppressing him, making him unable to move.

Metatron...

Possess him!Possess him!

He seemed to hear a voice crying deep inside himself.