ghost world

If Heaven must get a big piece of this cake, then he must unite with representatives from Yuanshu Realm and Werewolf Realm to suppress Heaven.After all, the meeting of heaven supported by Raphael itself means a kind of tilt.

Countless thoughts flashed through Mamen's mind instantly.

Raphael whispered intentionally or unintentionally: "I don't know when Metatron will arrive?"

"..."

The word Metatron was like a sharp knife, cutting apart Mammon's subconscious plan.

There are still four days before the Nine Worlds Summit, and there are still only Raphael and Mammon looking at each other.

Raphael obviously felt that the atmosphere in the office had become more and more gloomy in recent days, and the area around the sofa occupied by Mammon could only be described as densely covered with dark clouds, which caused the angels from the tenth world to report news every time, making it sound like Mosquitoes were chirping, making him want to put a horn in his hand every time.

"Mammon." He couldn't bear it anymore, "Don't you think it's a waste of money for you to sit like this?"

Mamen raised her eyes, her left hand subconsciously wanted to rub the ring on her right hand, but after touching it, she remembered that the Black Star Stone ring that was originally on her finger had been discarded before coming. "Do you know the difference between me and you?"

Raphael said: "Why don't you tell me what you and I have in common?"

Mamen asked, "Do eyes and nose count?"

"You are so boring!" Raphael went on to pour infinite experiences into equally infinite files.

Mamen said: "No way. As the most successful businessman in the Nine Realms, my daily task is to count money, not to make money."

Raphael asked, "Do I look like money?"

Mamen said, "Like someone who owes money."

"Then what are you doing here all the time?" Raphael ignored his sarcasm, "Find a place where you can count money!"

Mamen said: "I'm just preparing to count the money now." Once the development rights of the Tenth Realm fall into his hands, he will have a brand new money-making machine.

Seeing his confident look, Raphael couldn't help but said in frustration, "Are you sure Metatron will agree?" Although it was so subtle that it was hard to detect, he was sure that the corner of Mammon's mouth twitched slightly when he heard this sentence. A smile soon appeared on Zhuomamen's face, "This is a private matter between me and Mehta."

Raphael shrugged, unwilling to continue entangled in this issue.

Seeing his silence, Mammon also returned to the previous state of silence.The dark clouds that were finally dispelled a little bit instantly condensed into a thick and heavy piece, and tended to spread outward.

Raphael only sat for a while, and felt that the top of his head was about to be shrouded in dark clouds.He said helplessly: "I heard that you have been to Noah's Ark several times."

Mamen said, "I remember we had a meeting there."

"So, I think you should remember the way to get there." Raphael said, "I mean, if you really can't wait!" In his opinion, Mammon has confirmed his hypothesis.

Mammon crossed her fingers, flicked them, crossed them again, and flicked them away... "I said I would wait for him." Although he really wanted to grab those words and swallow them now.

Rafael tilted his head, his words were surprised, "I only know now that you will wait."

Mammon raised her eyebrows and asked back, "What about you?"

Raphael's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "I didn't wait."

Those who have hope are called waiting.

Without hope, it is called suffering.

He is the latter.

There was a soft knock on the door.

Raphael said, "Please come in."

The one who came in was the angel Passot who had led the way for Mammon before.After he came in, he first glanced at Mammon timidly.He was deeply impressed by the gloomy atmosphere around Mammon these days. "A representative has arrived."

"Oh." Raphael glanced at Mammon out of the corner of his eye.

Mammon is outwardly calm—and only on the surface.

The corner of Raphael's mouth twitched, and he smiled intriguingly, "It's a long way from Noah's Ark to here. I think what Metatron needs most right now is rest, so there's no need to invite him over."

Passot was startled and said, "It's not Metatron. He said his name is Wall."

This time it was Raphael who was stunned. "Where is he a representative?"

Passot said: "Yuanshujie."

Raphael looked at Mammon.Mammon thought about it.

I always thought that the Werewolf Realm and the Yuanshu Realm hadn't made a statement yet, which meant that they were going to abstain, but I didn't expect to come anyway.but……

Raphael frowned and said, "Wal? Have you heard of this person?"

Mamen said: "I can be sure that he is not on the list that needs attention."

Raphael said: "Obviously, your list needs to be adjusted." Since Lanka sent someone, he would never send an unimportant person. "Ask him to come in." He had to admit that this unknown person aroused his great interest.

Following the sound of hurried footsteps, a young man who looked a bit dazed appeared in the sight of Raphael and Mammon.

"Hi, hello! I'm Wall! I'm the representative of Yuanshu Realm...this time, from the Nine Realms Conference!" Excited, he stammered in a firm tone, "Really no Thinking of meeting you. I, my wife is very happy."

Raphael smiled and said, "Please greet your wife for me."

……

The excitement on Wall's face turned blank, "I'm not married yet."

Raphael said calmly: "Don't mind. I just saw that you felt like old friends at first sight, so I couldn't help but make a little joke."

"Really? You fell in love with me at first sight?!" Wall jumped up.

Raphael's smile remained the same, but he corrected his tone unquestionably: "It's like old friends at first sight."

Wall has laughed so hard that the slits of his eyes disappear. "It's the same, it's all the same. I'm Wall, and I'm here to represent Yuanshu Realm to participate in the Nine Realms Conference." He took a step forward and stretched out his hands excitedly.

Raphael extended his right hand kindly.

Wall folded his hands together devoutly, gently wrapped his palms, and then...

Rafael pulled out his hand forcefully, and said to Passot who was standing beside him, "Send Mr. Wall to rest."

Wall watched his eyes light up. "I'm not tired at all."

Raphael smiled flawlessly, "You are my important guest, and I don't want you to suffer the slightest bit of fatigue and fatigue here. So, please understand my painstaking efforts."

Wall Le Dian Dian went.

When the door closed, Raphael's smile collapsed.

Mammon rested her elbows on the armrest of the sofa and looked at him with her chin resting on her face, "It's the first time I've discovered that you're popular."

Raphael blurted out: "When you get rid of your evil desires, you will be able to feel the glory of God."

Mamen said, "So you are the glory of God?"

Raphael said: "All beautiful souls are the glory of God."

Mamen said: "I finally understand why I have to hide in hell where God's light cannot shine." After he finished speaking, he found that Raphael unexpectedly did not refute him, but turned his head to look out the window.

The sky outside the window was dark, and Raphael's silhouette projected on the window could be vaguely seen.

Mamen suddenly said: "If you bribe me, I can consider helping you go to hell to spread your luck."

Raphael turned back, "Why do you think I have this habit?"

Mammon raised her eyebrows, as if hinting.

Raphael had an epiphany, and then shook his head with a faint smile.

Mammon looked at him silently for a while, thinking of Metatron and herself, her mood suddenly brightened.

In the next two days, Raphael fully felt that Mammon's dark aura was not unbearable, at least it was much better than Wall's ubiquitous shining aura.Especially when Wall is talking, he always likes to lean his body closer to show off the perfume smell on his body that can be smelled within ten meters - or the kind that is extremely pungent.

At first, Mammon planned to stay and watch the show, but after smelling a lot, she felt that her sense of smell was in crisis, so she consciously found another place to express her feelings.And Raphael finally found a legitimate excuse for skipping work, and jumped out of the window as soon as he smelled Wall's unpleasant perfume wafting from the corridor.

This chasing and running state continued until the penultimate day of the summit meeting.

Mammon boarded the carriage, ready to head for Noah's Ark.

After Raphael's sorting out in the past few days and the efforts of the tenth angels of wisdom, the main city has gradually returned to the original scale under the rule of Hippe.Thinking of Xi Pei, Mamen secretly planned the future direction of the tenth world.Raphael is one of the Seven Seraphs, and it is impossible for him to stay permanently in the tenth realm.At present, the most likely to return to the tenth realm are Shipley and Hippie.

It's really subtle.Although they are father and son, but currently one is in heaven and the other is in hell.

Is this... God's will?

Mammon squinted his eyes, leaned on his back comfortably, and watched the scenery on both sides of him slowly.

The so-called cake division is just a rough division, and the real war is when the tenth world is developed.He is unwilling to give up the benefits due to hell, which is too contrary to his nature, but he is even more unwilling to argue with Metatron because of this matter, which is too contrary to his feelings.So after much deliberation, it should be a good idea to use Hippe to contain Shipley—if Heaven really intends to put Shipley back in the Tenth Realm.But Hippe has a good relationship with his father, so what can be used to restrain him?

Mammon murmured.

For the first time, he thought it was nice to have a father and son like Abaddon and Porgy.At least it would be easy to sow discord innocuously.

A light golden figure flashed outside, dragging out a ray of light like morning glory.

Mammon suddenly cheered up and moved to the top of the carriage in an instant.

The road was empty, only the angels from the tenth realm were busy walking.

hallucination?still is……

Mamen's heart was as empty as the scene in front of him.

"Mammon." A soft sigh sounded from behind him.

Mamen suddenly turned around, without even looking right, she hugged him into her arms.

Metatron was used to his sudden hands and feet, and let him hold him.

"I miss you very much." Mammon rubbed her silky blond hair against her face.

Metatron said: "It's been less than half a month since we parted last time."

Mamen said: "It should be said that it has been half a month since we parted last time."

Metatron smiled and said nothing.

Mamen hugged her for a while, and then reluctantly let go of her embrace, "Why are you here now?"

Facing his fiery eyes that were almost boiling, Metatron said calmly, "I want to prepare the materials."

"Information?" Mammon briefly returned from emotional to rational.

really. "About the right to develop the tenth realm." Metatron smiled lightly.

A layer of cold sweat leaked from Mammon's back.

Gazing at such a close distance almost burned all his sanity, and gave him an urge to hand over the development rights of the tenth world to him directly to please him.He suddenly felt that Beelzebub had miscalculated, a big miscalculation.

Metatron said, "Are the other representatives here?"

Mamen said: "Only one representative from Yuanshu Realm arrived. Except for Werewolf Realm, the other four realms have abstained." He suddenly remembered that there seemed to be only eight realms in the Four Realms plus Yuan Special Realm plus Werewolf Realm plus Heaven plus Hell. The world is... "Where is Shi Feixia?" Although it is customary for the human world to be absent from the Nine Realms Conference, he thought that Shi Feixia's enthusiasm for business would be added.

"He abstained. Is Lanka from Yuanshu Realm?" Metatron asked casually.In fact, he didn't know much about Yuanshu Realm.I only know that there was a turmoil there, and in the end Isfiel and other representatives of Noah's Ark were alarmed to quell the chaos.Knowing the name Lanka is not only because of his relationship with Hughes, but also because he finally inherited his father's position and became the new generation leader of Yuanshu Realm.

But Mammon didn't know the reason for the twists and turns. He only knew that he heard the name of another male creature that he was not familiar with coming from the mouth of Metatron, who never paid attention to others. "You hope it's Lanka?"

Metatron turned his head sideways, with golden bangs hanging from his forehead, blocking his half-smiling eyes, "Isn't it?"

"No." Mamen said, "just a guy named Wall. He likes Raphael." He pointed out emphatically.

Metatron blinked.

Mammon was very thick-skinned, she put a little force on Metatron's hand, "I'm jealous."

Metatron smiled and said, "It's a strange reason."

Mamen said, "Because I lack a sense of security."

Metatron looked down at his surroundings, "Because the roof is a bit high."

Mamen knew he was changing the subject, but there was nothing he could do.Seeing the imperceptible tiredness on Metatron's face, he took him back to the carriage with distress and let him lean on his shoulder, "Let's go back to the City of Joy to rest first."

This posture was very unfamiliar to Metatron, his delicate eyebrows were slightly tangled, and then quickly stretched out.

"I want to meet Raphael first." Metatron closed his eyes.

The corners of Mamen's mouth raised involuntarily.He clearly felt Metatron move just now, not struggling, but adjusting a comfortable posture.

It seems that this is a good start.