The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

The main angel, Israel, had just finished attending a meeting, and hurried back to count his losses.

On the one hand, he was very fortunate that he and the people he planted were not recognized, because their bodies were nothing more than patchwork skins, and as long as they continued to supply nutrients, they would maintain their original appearance. will change.

But it is not without bad news. The angel who had been recruited and brainwashed by the main angel may have been with him for many years, and has more negative emotions and dark thoughts, and has more serious immorality.The wings of most of the angels have been blackened, and they were temporarily imprisoned.

There are quite a few such angels in the Mercury sky he is in charge of, so in the meeting just now, the main angel Israel was blamed.Fortunately, there are also many angels with blackened wings on other planetary days. He has not received too much suspicion for the time being, but just expressed his apologies and remorse.

After the initial chaos, the Angels of Blackwing were imprisoned.These angels hardly resisted, each of them was terrified and ashamed, not knowing what strange disease they had, which stained their beautiful and white wings black.Some angels were actually vaguely aware of it, and they lowered their heads deeply, suffering endlessly in their hearts.

A few days later, the heavens regained their calm.The influence of this turmoil should have lasted longer, but the current three rulers of the heavens are complete, and such a grand celebration is held, it is when the people's hearts are stable, and the angels are still very confident.

Looking at the still confident angels, the main angel still sneered in his heart.At first, I thought that Tianjie used some means to find him and his kindred, but they didn't lose at all, and Tianjie also lost many angels. Isn't this even more powerless to counter his plan?

Thinking so easily, the main angel settled down and began to contact the Demon King Levi.

"I have a very precious piece of news here."

Facing the light mirror, he said slowly, with a smile on his lips.

"It depends on what price you are willing to pay."

The secret room was filled with the sound of bargaining, and the monster prince walked out without a sound, and stood at the door in a daze.He saw that many familiar faces had disappeared, and it was unknown if they were contagious because of the blackened wings, so those angels had been taken to quarantine.But different from his arrogant elder brother, the prince pursed his lips as he looked at the angel who was being taken away in fear and obediently, without any resistance at all.

These angels still obey orders.

Even if the future is unknown, even if one's own condition is worrying, unconditional obedience to the orders of the consul is still the supreme criterion in the hearts of the angels.Their monster side seems to have only lost some manpower in the short term. In fact, the greater loss is that there will be no new blood from outside the same race in the future.

That was terrifying, like losing the outermost layer of protection and directly exposing the core.

What's more, the brothers have planned for many years and still haven't become consuls, which means that they will always lack the means to rule the heavens from the root.

The prince wanted to talk about this matter with his brother, but in the end his heart moved slightly and he chose to keep silent.

... Needless to say.

There was a strange light in the prince's eyes.

***

The sudden blackening of the wings really caught the two consuls by surprise.This time Sharia learned to be smart. After doing the initial treatment, she no longer researched on her own with her head covered, but first asked whether a similar situation happened in the Demon Realm.

"No." Ansair shook his head, "There has never been such a drastic change in the Demon Realm, it should be because..."

He paused deliberately, obviously, Saliya shared his views.

"It's because of pressing that button." Salia said in a deep voice, "But what does the blackened wings mean? I thought it was a symbol of a monster, but the most detailed inspection shows that even with black wings Feather is indeed a real angel."

Ansair rested his chin on one hand, Salia didn't understand the reason, but he seemed to know it.To be precise, any human being who has a little understanding of this aspect of culture can know the reason in his position.

So he spoke slowly.

"Shalia, I'll give you a few links to genuine novel websites, and I'll recommend a few books for you."

Ansair then moved his finger on the magic mirror, compiled the names of the related novels he secretly read during his work breaks in the human world into a file, and sent it to Shalia with a "squeak".

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A large part of the money Ansair earned from working in the human world was spent on reading novels, recharging members of video sites, and buying professional books.The Demon King eagerly absorbs the knowledge of the human world, if not for the lack of time, he might still be able to get a degree.

The holy court of the human world finally waited for news from the angel again, but this time the angel's tone was very polite, and he took out a scroll in exchange, asking the holy court to help him download several genuine novels.

Holy Court: "...?"

Is this your instruction this time? !

The Pope couldn't believe it, but thinking of the many pro-demon factions that suddenly emerged among humans recently, he couldn't help but report to the angel with worry.

"In recent days, some humans have believed in demons..."

"..."

There was a silence.Just when the Pope began to tremblingly recall whether he had said any offensive words just now, he suddenly heard the angel on the opposite side speak lightly.

"This is the freedom of human beings, and it does not violate the old covenant. Human beings can believe in any existence, or not. Similarly, the heaven and the demon world can choose to accept it or not."

As he spoke, he was about to end the communication again. Finally, the Pope couldn't contain the long-standing doubts in his heart, and asked in a rare way.

"Your Excellency! Please wait a moment! What exactly is the covenant you are talking about?"

This is not the first time that the Angel has mentioned the matter of the covenant, but the Pope gradually felt that this covenant did not seem to be what the Holy Court understood in the past. The angel is merciful and teaches mankind... but more like an alliance of equals.It's just that other specific content has been dispersed over the long years.

Salia was a little surprised, but after experiencing many things recently, his mood was strangely peaceful.

"I do have something important to go out, so there is no need to hang up the communication. Later, I will send you a photocopied covenant."

He left, and not long after, the photocopied old covenant appeared in the Pope's hands.He opened it with trembling hands, and looked at the signatures on the last page first. Those two resounding names were like a thunderclap, shining through the Pope's heart.

——Hero and sage of the first generation.

He looked at the text again, and couldn't help but read it out.

"Humanity promises to take good care of the Holy Sword and Demon Sword..."

The pope's pupils began to tremble violently.

"Unless it is necessary, never combine the two..."

"Oneness."

On Salia's side, after receiving and studying the settings of the fallen angels in the human world, the more I think about it, the more I feel this is the case.Those angels with black wings may have lost their virtues. The black wings are like a mark, marking them from normal angels, and it is also a reminder to the consul.

Angels are not gods, and angels will also fall. No one lives in the sky forever.

Shalia sighed softly, and he showed Uriel his research results, and slumped back in the chair.

"Uriel, have you got the exact number?"

he murmured.

Uriel also had a heavy heart, and he handed over the statistics to Sharia.Sharia took a look and sighed.

"In time, the number of [Fallen Heaven] will probably reach one-third."

"Some of the angels should already know why their wings have turned black."

Although depressed, he was not completely depressed, and he regained his strength after a while.

"I'm about to start a war with monsters. Angels who have lost their morals can wash away their sins in other ways."

"We also need to count the sins of the fallen angels. I think all angels will have more or less dark thoughts, and the wings will not be dyed black; but there are angels with deep darkness in their hearts, and their sins can even be reflected from their wings. came out." Uriel added softly, "I will arrange these things."

Shalia nodded. He was about to drag his exhausted body to keep busy, trying to catch up with the homework he had left behind in these many years of suspension, but Uriel stopped him.

Sharia turned her head, and was shocked to see that tears were slowly falling from the blue eyes of her companion in front of her.

"Salia, are my wings still white?" the consul asked, and after receiving an affirmative answer, he covered his face with one hand.

"I thought that I should also be unforgivable..."

He was older than Shariah, and was the first to be found among the consuls of this generation, and was even brought to take care of the consuls of the previous generation.But in all the things that are happening now, he seems so weak and powerless. Not only did he not fulfill the duty of leading the heavens, but he was like a clown, being played around by monsters.

In the end, the heavens fell to such an extent that even the last companion was lost.

... was his fault.

Looking at the companion who was crying with guilt, Sharia felt sore in his heart, and he patted the other side's shoulder.Looking back, his wings are still white.

I just don't know whether it was his sins that failed to reach that limit by luck, or whether the heaven finally granted forgiveness.

He prefers to believe that it is the latter, they are still useful to the heavens.

"Uriel, we can ask Remiller to conduct further research. Can the black on the black wings fade away, and if so, by what means." He said slowly, "Now is not the time to be depressed, the heavens are only Relying on you and me, Ansair..."

He gritted his teeth and said down.

"I won't interfere in the affairs of other worlds."

Hearing this, Uriel wiped away his tears and cheered up.It's just that when the two consuls looked at each other by chance, they still...

Tears × 2.

Remiller, who received the research notification again: "..."

Isn't it he who should be crying? !He's going to die from overwork! ! !

However, when Remiele thought of the white-haired consul, he gritted his teeth and persisted, thinking that he could help him.The original assistant had already blackened his wings and was taken away for isolation, so recruiting became the primary issue.

Ah, there is another set of experimental data to be collected soon, he has to hurry up...

Just when Remiele was under so much pressure that he was going to bald himself, a communication from the Demon Realm was transferred through the consul.Remiller looked at the demon with the head of the crow shown on the light mirror, and frowned slightly, but he also knew that fighting against the monster was the top priority at the moment.

In addition, the alchemist devoted his whole life to research and creation, as long as the opponent has enough level, the race can be put backward.

There is no need to question Amon's level. In just a few sentences, he and Remiller confirmed each other's part of the research progress.

In such a short period of time, it is really not easy for the angels in front of them to be able to catch up to this level.Looking at the other party's somewhat messy hair, heavy dark circles, and haggard with a faint look of madness, Amon sighed in his heart. He raised his hand and stroked the shiny black feathers on the side of his face.

Ray Miller: "..."

Remiele: "For the consul! I am willing!"

He puffed his eyes and stared at the slick big devil opposite.The other party didn't even know how dazzling the person he was following was, a mere devil, not even the tip of a wing of the consul Ansair!

Amon's eyes were full of pity.

He is also working for His Majesty, and now he lives in the palace, with the same standard of food and lodging as His Majesty, seven or eight large laboratories, all data and equipment scattered all over the floor, and a lot of assistants have signed powerful loyalty contracts... It's all His Majesty prepared it for him to concentrate on research.

Not only that, but there are reminders to eat regularly, and you can have afternoon tea and dinner with His Majesty from time to time...

Alas, poor alchemists in the heavens.

The alchemist of the head of the crow shook his head in his heart.

What happened to the consul of the heavens?Not even the tip of one of His Majesty's wings can compare.

Alchemists need to be pampered.

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