ghost world

"No, not bats." Beelzebub said, "Bats don't smell like this."

Raphael gave him a strange look. "Now you don't need to put things in your mouth to taste the taste?"

Beelzebub closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "It's the smell."

"What smells?"

"The smell of an angel." Beelzebub opened his eyes.

Raphael moved a few steps aside, "Don't stand so close to me."

The answer was quickly revealed.

The group of dark clouds slowly approached.

With blood-red eyes and a numb look, they would almost have been Julian's brothers were it not for the thick black feathers on their wings.

"Time is imprisoned." Metatron's eyes froze.

All the blackened angels immediately froze in place.

Mamen glanced over them, shook her head and said, "None of them have souls."

Abaddon gritted his teeth and said, "Shipley is too perverted!" What he is most worried about now is that Poggy and Asmodeus will end up in the same way.If Shipley left a bit of their souls behind, Mammon might be able to restore them, but if not...then they would be no different from death except that their bodies would still breathe.

"Not yet." Shipley's mood improved. "This is just a small beginning. You will soon find out that the real surprise is behind."

"..."

The angel who was originally fixed in place suddenly moved slowly.Although they didn't recover themselves immediately, it could be seen that they were breaking free from the shackles of time.

"How?" Raphael, Mammon and the others looked at Metatron in amazement.

Metatron was silent.

"Do you feel very failed, very disappointed, very disappointed?" Shipley was in a good mood, "When you find that the laws you have mastered are out of your control, do you start to feel the taste of despair?"

Mamen said: "This can explain why you who were with Poggy at that time were obviously imprisoned by time, but you were able to kidnap him in reverse."

Shipley said: "Speaking of it, I should thank Metatron. If he hadn't used time countercurrent to go back more than 1 years ago, perhaps the great God of Chaos would not have been able to find the bifurcation point of time so quickly. Mystery, break your time confinement."

"What the hell is a bifurcation of time?" Abaddon looked at Metatron.

Metatron and Mammon glanced at each other, and they both remembered the time fork that was cut off from the original track by their intervention and abruptly cut off by God.Could it be that these blackened angels in front of them are using the same method.

Time imprisonment is to keep them at the original time point and cannot move forward.It's as if a road that can only go forward but not backward is blocked, so pedestrians can only stay where they are.Now Shipley meant to open a small road from the side of that road, so they switched to the small road and naturally avoided the closed roadblock.

It’s just that God once said that time cannot be derailed, and once it is derailed, the consequences will be unpredictable.

The current Shipley...has escaped from the original track of time?So will this kind of escape change the original course of time, and if it changes... what will be the consequences?

Raphael and the others didn't think so far. The only thing they think about now is how to deal with these blackened angels who seem to be about to attack them.

He looked behind him.

Uriel, Isfiel, Abaddon... the violent group.

Look at the other side, Metatron, Mammon, Beelzebub... the technical group.

"I think..." As soon as Raphael opened his mouth, he saw Beelzebub stretching out his hands, and the blackened angels who were trembling and preparing to act suddenly froze, their red eyes staring blankly ahead.

Beelzebub slowly turned his hands around.

The blackened angels collectively turned back.

"Let's go." Beelzebub smiled.

Raphael nodded in satisfaction.As the convener of God's Love Team, he felt that the players he was looking for were quite good, with complete skills, intelligence, and combat effectiveness.

The blackened angel opened the way in front, and Raphael followed slowly in the garden.

"Why can't you hear Shipley's voice?" Shi Feixia, who had been standing in front of the long-distance commander, asked uneasily.

Abaddon sneered and said, "Do you think listening to the radio broadcasts 24 hours a day?"

Shi Feixia said: "Can you please give me someone with a little bit of intelligence to answer?"

"..."

"Okay, I invite the person with the most IQ to answer." As soon as Shi Feixia finished speaking, Beelzebub, Raphael and Mammon asked at the same time: "What?"

Shi Feixia coughed dryly and said, "Actually, I just want to talk to my family."

"..."

Isfiel said slowly: "He went to drink water."

Shi Feixia said: "So it's halftime. Tell Shipley to drink water slowly, and I'll drink water too!"

At the same time as a series of footsteps came from the remote commander, the blackened angel had already rushed into the palace.

The size of the gate obviously cannot accommodate the whole garden.

Raphael looked at the garden and said, "Which of you has studied architecture?"

other:"……"

"I want to know what are the load-bearing walls of this palace, and if I crash into it like this, it will collapse the building." Raphael considered this question seriously.

Isfiel was the first to jump off the garden and walked into the palace.

Then Abaddon, Mammon, Metatron, Beelzebub...

Raphael looked at Uriel, who was still firmly on his side, with emotion, and was moved: "At this time, we can see who is really our own."

Uriel looked at him expressionlessly, "Speaking of which, don't pull my sleeve so tightly."

The cross-section of the palace hall is oval, and the surrounding walls are painted with various postures of angels.

The blackened angels huddled in the hall, motionless.

In order not to block the line of sight, Beelzebub asked them to stand in a row on the right.

The hall is surrounded by murals, depicting angels in various poses, and the faces of angels...

"Gabriel?" Abaddon frowned and looked at the angel who was kneeling on the ground praying in a certain direction.

"Michael, Lucifer..." Raphael looked at the mural and walked slowly, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Where am I?"

"Here." Mammon replied with a gloomy smile, "beside Mehta."

"..." Raphael decided that it would be safer to stand beside "Lucifer" and "Michael".

Metatron said: "These paintings record things we have never seen before." At least he has never led the two-winged angel to the palace of heaven.

Mamen said, "Only angels."

Beelzebub said, "There are no fallen angels."

Raphael retorted, "There is Lucifer."

Beelzebub thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's because Lord Lucifer's wings are white."

"What does that mean?" Abaddon asked irritably. "What the hell does this mean? Why are we wasting our time here looking at the damn paintings instead of looking for Porgy and Asmodeus?!"

"It's not that I don't want to go, but that I don't know how to get there." Mamen said, "Didn't you find that there is no passage here except the door?"

Abaddon spread his wings and flew around the palace like a headless chicken, and then punched angrily!

boom!

The palace shook.

Raphael spread his hands and said, "If I knew it would be resolved in this way, I should have brought the garden in."

boom!

As his voice fell, it was another punch.

But this punch wasn't from Abaddon, but—

Waved to Abaddon's.

Abaddon took a step back, raised his hand and rubbed his chest.

"What's going on?" Beelzebub frowned.

Mammon looked from Abaddon to the front of him.No one at all.

Metatron said, "It should be the punch Abaddon just threw."

Mamen suddenly said: "You mean, the palace absorbed his punch and then gave it back to him?"

Metatron nodded, "The height and position are very suitable."

Abaddon said in a deep voice: "The strength also matches."

Uriel squinted at Raphael and said, "Aren't you bringing the garden in?"

Rafael sighed: "At the critical moment, I realized how unreliable my partner is, and they are all used to hold you back."

Uriel said coldly: "...Speaking of which, don't step on my feet."