ghost world

The secret room is buried very deep, and only two pipes lead to the outside, so it is impossible to use instant movement.Mammon and Metatron had to drill down with massive destruction.

The hole got deeper and deeper.

Metatron felt that the building was shaking, so he couldn't help propping up the barrier to support the crumbling walls.

Mammon snapped his fingers until his fingertips ached, but fortunately, there was only one last blow left. "What kind of image do you think we should use to appear in front of Raphael?"

Metatron was keenly aware that he only asked Raphael, not Abaddon. "What happened to Abaddon?"

Mammon smiled.

There was a crisp finger snap in the air.

The ground under their feet sank suddenly, revealing a dark and lightless secret room.

The gravel fell one after another, and then it was as quiet as death.

Mammon pulled Metatron who wanted to go down, and stood quietly on both sides of the cave entrance.

boom!

Suddenly, a heavy fist hit the left side of the hole, causing the hole that could only accommodate one person to expand to the size of two people.

Another burst of rubble.

"Abadon." Mammon pulled Metatron back quickly.

boom.It was another punch, and the place where the punch landed happened to be where he was standing just now.

"Mammon?" Raphael's voice sounded from the darkness.

Followed by a series of wall hits.

Mammon waited for a while, then suddenly put her arms around Metatron, and quickly got down from the hole.

The secret room is not small.Except for a little light near the entrance of the cave, the other places can't be seen.

From the east came Abaddon's low growl, like a deranged lunatic.Except for the initial "mammon", Raphael didn't move any more.

Metatron didn't know what was going on, but he could feel that Mammon had a good idea of ​​the situation before him, so he stayed quietly and motionless.

After an unknown amount of time, Abaddon's breathing gradually became heavy, but the speed of his punching slowed down.

"Let's go up first." Raphael's voice suddenly appeared in front of them on the left.

"Roar!" Abaddon quickly turned his head.

Raphael, Mammon, and Metatron rushed out towards the entrance of the cave almost simultaneously.

Mammon and Metatron first, Raphael last.As soon as he left the entrance of the cave, he immediately condensed the surrounding light into a shield, blocking the entrance of the cave!

There was a heavy roar from the ground.

Under Abaddon's continuous heavy blows, the shield kept vibrating.

Metatron looked at Raphael, who was so embarrassed that he couldn't find the usual calm, and asked with concern: "What happened?"

Raphael wiped his face with sweat, "He's crazy." He sat on the ground slowly, exhausted.

He didn't know why Abaddon became like this, he didn't listen to reasoning, fooling didn't work, threats were fart, and he didn't even respond to the mention of Porgy.And the most damning thing is, this place doesn't know who designed it, there is not even a trace of light, and his own light energy is not the opponent of that violent man Abaddon!In desperation, he can only play hide-and-seek with Abaddon.He didn't know how long this hide-and-seek lasted, he only knew that the time was longer than his 1 years in heaven!

At any other time, seeing Raphael, who has always been talkative, fall into this situation, Mammon would definitely gloat, but right now he only cares about one problem. "Have you encountered gray fog?"

Raphael was stunned and said, "Grey fog?"

Mamen said: "I don't know the specific composition yet. I only know that it can stimulate the deepest desire in my heart and force angels to fall. Or, it can be called blackening."

Metatron said: "But Abaddon has already fallen." At the beginning, the gray fog obviously had no effect on Mammon.

Mammon will never admit that she once wanted to accept the temptation of the gray mist.He thought for a while and said, "Although Abaddon has degenerated, most of the time he won't enter a state of rage." In fact, Abaddon's normal temper can be considered pretty good.

Metatron said: "So it's the gray mist that keeps his spirit in a state of madness?"

Raphael said slowly: "Does the gray fog you mentioned appear in the soul?"

"Have you seen it?" Mammon asked.

"If it's that..." Raphael pouted, "it's nothing special."

Mamen said, "Although it's not the time to think about it now, I'm still curious about what you were thinking at that time?"

Rafael said: "There is no need to waste time talking about this kind of untimely problem."

Metatron said, "Is Asmodeus not with you?"

Raphael's face turned cold for a moment, and he shook his head silently.

Mamen said: "Let's solve the current problem first. Your light shield can't stand it anymore."

Raphael turned around.

The light shield is being raised bit by bit.

Metatron winked at Raphael.

Raphael stared intently.

The light shield disappeared in a flash.

Abaddon didn't hold back his fist, and rushed out with his whole body.

Metatron pulled himself together and waved his right hand at Abaddon.

Abaddon's body shook in mid-air, but he was not affected in any way, and instead turned his head and swooped down towards Raphael.His fist was like a hammer, bringing a cold wind like ice, fixing Raphael on the spot.

Just when his fist was about to touch Raphael's head, the hostility in Abaddon's eyes suddenly disappeared, and he fell to the ground.

……

Raphael sat silently for a while before letting out a long breath. Just as he was thinking about how Metatron's time confinement would be ineffective, he saw him leaning against Mammon's arms as pale as paper.

And Mammon was leaning over and hugging him.

"Is he injured?" Raphael asked.

Mamen said, "Shipley's soul attack."

"It's really Shipley?" Raphael frowned, as if it was hard to imagine that such an angel would fall.He had always thought that among all the angels the least likely to fall were Metatron, Shipley, and Michael.

Mammon is now full of Metatron, and can't help urging: "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Raphael frowned and looked at Abaddon on the ground.

"Noah's Ark."

"but……"

"This is an oracle." Mammon found that these two words are useful sometimes, such as now.

Raphael: "..."

Legion of Hell has been hit hard lately.

After finally recovering from the shock of their own demon king holding an angel, they saw another demon king being hugged by an angel.

……

Aren't heaven and hell the biggest rivals?Why do they feel... like the best comrades in arms?

But after thinking about it, they absolutely didn't have the guts to say it out loud.

Mammon concisely assigned the tasks of stationing in the Tenth Realm and defending Levidan, then hurriedly boarded the Hell Chariot with Metatron in his arms, and galloped towards Noah's Ark.

Raphael didn't speak all the way.

Mammon hugged Metatron, who had fallen into a coma, and said calmly, "I've always thought that if the seven of us were to be wiped out and only one survived, that one should be Asmodeus."

Raphael looked at him.

"Because he can always find reasons and ways to keep himself alive." Mamen said.

Raphael said: "For the first time, I think you are a bit pleasing to the eye."

Mamen shrugged and said, "I'm sorry, I still can't dedicate this kind of first time to you."

Raphael smiled silently, leaned back, leaned against the back of the chair, let himself hide in the darkness, and said softly: "If you're not very tired, tell me what all this is all about."

Mamen said, "You look tired."

Raphael's voice sounded faintly in the darkness, "If the last person in this carriage is awake, it must be me."

"Okay, but on one condition."

"I will not make any concessions concerning the interests of Heaven."

The corner of Mamen's mouth twitched, a half-smile, "I don't think hell needs a concession from heaven."

Raphael said: "I will remember this sentence."

"It can only be a retreat."

"Not including this sentence."

Mamen said: "I will only tell the story once, so I will leave it to you when I need to narrate it next time."

Raphael said: "I hope your storytelling skills are not too bad." Otherwise, as a microphone, his quality will be greatly reduced.

"It won't be worse than when you fooled believers from other realms."

"You overestimate yourself."

"..."