Chapter 364: Sleep tight, kid (1)
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The whole body was soaked in blood. Angel's blood was white, so it was as awkward as a censored adult game.
But nevertheless.
It wasn't enough to not know Uriel was dying.
All eight wings are deformed.
It's disorderly and violently twisted.
If you crumple the paper-made wing model without mercy, will it be like that?
The left arm was drooping as if someone had forcibly grabbed it and stretched it, and the right foot was bent backward.
Blood vessels were hideously prominent around the temples and the necks.
Blood vessels, like spider webs, horribly covering the whole body.
Uriel's body is falling down.
"...."
The rainfall supported him by squeezing his arms between his shoulders.
I couldn't speak. No, I didn't have anything to say exactly.
With a deep look.
The abyss lifted Uriel's body with his eyes.
There were many questions I wanted to ask. However, that's not what you need to do now.
"Play, bring in Seol A."
"Uh, yeah! Okay!"
Cha Yeon-ju ran to somewhere with a urgent nod.
The rain laid Uriel's body down the aisle.
I wanted to take him to bed, but I don't have time.
Gasp.
I chewed my fingers and bled.
There was a moment of conflict.
Will it be possible to treat angels with the power of regeneration?
It didn't make sense to treat an angel with the blood of the devil.
'That's not the time to argue.'
Blood in the power of regeneration is just a medium for the expression of power.
In fact, the treated target had never been eroded or affected.
'I'll have to do it.'
We need to take first aid.
Rain poured blood from his fingers through Uriel's mouth.
It used the power of regeneration.
"Sigh, ha."
Fortunately, it seems to have worked.
Uriel's redness improved rapidly and his twisted limbs returned to their original condition.
'It's not enough.
His ability is not specialized in treatment.
a situation in which it is literally only first aid
"Mr. Rain!"
"I brought Seol A!"
Just in time, Cha Yeon-ju ran with Han Seol-ah.
Han looked at Uriel's condition with a serious look and put her hand on his chest.
Whoo! Whoo!
A white light shot out of Han Seol-ah's body like an explosion.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Uriel poured out a handful of blood.
His expression became more comfortable and his rough breathing calmed down.
Eight messy twisted wings returned to their original form.
"Phew."
Han Seol-ah breathed a sigh of relief.
Sweat had formed on his forehead, perhaps because he put a lot of energy into it in a short period of time.
"I put out the emergency light for now. With a little more effort..."
Han Seol-ah's body staggered.
Kangwoo said, grabbing her shoulder.
"That's all right."
'But......' 'I'll do the rest."
The rain lifted Uriel's body and said,
We moved Uriel to a room with a bed.
Uriel tossed and turned, sweating all over his body. "Please stay out of the room with Seol-ah." It's not good to have a crowd of people in the room with patients. "Yes, Mr. Kangwoo."
"...I'll tell Mr. Leila and Sihoon."
Han Seol-ah and Cha Yeon-joo went out.
The silence fell on the room.
Only the irregular breathing of Uriel could be heard.
The rain looked down at Uriel, who was lying on the bed, with his mouth tight shut.
Who is it?
Who drove the archangel to the brink of death?
**
"A subpoena ceremony in the north."
He heard that Sant'Angelo, a floating island of angels, is located in the northernmost part of the continent. 'Do they have something to do with it?
Traces of summoning rituals found in the north, and injuries to Uriel.
I was not yet sure of the connection between the two. But at least it wasn't just a coincidence. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Uriel is tossing and turning. He's got blood from his fingers once again.
I spilled it into his mouth.
It doesn't mean much to speculate on his own now.
Only when Uriel wakes up will we know exactly what happened. "Gang... Woo?" Uriel, who was tossing and turning, squinted.
I tried to lift myself up in a hurry.
"Huh!"
"Stay still. It hasn't been long since I treated the wound." "...."
Uriel, who was raising himself, soon lay back in bed. "What happened?"
It was heartbreaking to ask a patient who had just woken up, but we couldn't afford to wait until Uriel fully recovered.
.....
Uriel chewed on his lips. I trembled and said to the rain.
"Santan Zelo... I was attacked."
The rain nodded its head. That's what I expected. It is not difficult to predict where he sent him to separate Uriel.
The problem is.
"Who attacked you?"
Sant'Angelo,
the home of angels "...I'm not sure."
Uriel shook his head with a pale look.
This is unexpected.
"You don't know?"
"Devil... is for sure. No, not just the devil, but the beast."
Demons and beasts. That alone is too wide. "But they weren't the beasts I knew. It's like... intelligent? Should I say it's exactly in line with the controls? Anyway, they made a very systematic attack on Santangelo."
...."
The rain has narrowed its eyes.
Finally, useful information came out. an intelligent beast
monsters shunned by even the Great Prince
'An ancient beast.'
The look of the rain twisted violently. 'Why is the ancient object.’
It's on the Ernoir continent.
Whose orders are those uncontrollable monsters listening to and cooperating with each other?
It was unknown.
Just the appearance of an ancient object, information is too scarce.
And.'
There was one more thing I couldn't understand.
"So you fought the beast and you ended up with it?"
Uriel's wounds are too heterogeneous to be said to have been caused by combat, and generally die before that degree of injury occurs. Someone deliberately tortured him.'
Otherwise, such a wound cannot be created.
...."
Uriel's expression hardened.
The blue-haired boy shivered mournfully.
It looks like Iris facing Fidelio.
I felt unpleasant because I don't know why the gap between the confident and confident appearance that Uriel has shown so far. "Me too, I don't know."
Uriel shook his head slowly.
"I was covering my face with a mask. It wasn't that big, and it smelled bad. And it's very... It was incredibly strong."
How could an archangel say that? Rain is, uh, drooling and talking.
It was.
"What about compared to Rakiel?"
"...I don't know that. I had a fight with Gaia at the time."
But, "I think... I wasn't stronger than Rakiel. But it was much more difficult to deal with.
He's not stronger than Rakiel, but he's more difficult to deal with.
The eyes of the rain sank deep. 'Why was it more demanding?' 'He had a strange ability.' 'Capability?'
"I don't know if it's magic or something, but I suddenly felt a great pain all over my body. Because of that... I lost with almost no resistance."
Pain.
The rain nodded its head. It was very easy to understand that he was weaker than Rakiel, but more difficult to deal with.
Pain wasn't something you could overcome by will. 'Then is Sant'Angelo smashed into the hands of the demons now?' 'No, it's not. Michael and Gabriel must be back in Santangelo fighting the demons now. I don't know if I can win, but... At least Sant'Angelo isn't smashed because the blessing is still on."
It looks like there's some kind of buff.
"I see."
The rain nodded its head.
I have grasped the situation roughly. And what you have to do. "Take a break."Come on, hold on! Kangwoo, you don't mean to go to Santangel, do you? "Of course I do."
Angels are important allies.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
An unknown enemy has finally emerged.
There is no reason to let it be installed.
"You're too dangerous!"
Uriel grabbed him by the collar in a hurry.
A smile came out of his face.
Slowly raise your hand and put your hand on Uriel's head. "Sleep, little boy."
I'll fix it for you.
Whoooooooooooooooong.
"What..."
Golden energy flowed from the hands of the rainfall.
Uriel's vision shook, and soon fell on the bed and fainted.
"Of course."
Let's go.
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! A harsh binge of laughter reverberated in the distance.
The floating island, which had a gentle glow, was being swallowed by a huge fire.
"The Angels aren't that bad either."
under a floating island in flames On the top of the towering mountain sat the Red Devil masked beings.
A person who covers his face with a red devil mask giggles.
There was a rotting smell of his nose around him.
"Hohohohoho, hiding in Seraphim's skirt.
The pigeons that were there are going to kill you."
On the other side of the mask, the laughter of the woman came out.
"Be quiet."
Their presence in the middle opened their mouths.
a lethargic voice as if emotion had been cut off.
The presence of a rotten smell turned its head.
"By the way, are you okay to listen to the word?"
"I'm sure you have a plan. But we'really.
It is better to cooperate for the sake of the petition."
"Huh, if Rakiel hadn't died like a cripple, he wouldn't have been in this trouble."
The presence of a rotten smell kicked its tongue.
The presence of a lethargic voice turned away.
He lifted something blackish.
I put something unidentified in my arms that had been dithering like a living creature.
I have already found what I want. It's going back."
"Huh? What about the rest of the pigeons?"
There is no time for further delay."
"Ha, the name of the seat of despair is going to cry."
A person who vibrates with a rotten smell giggled.
The presence, called the seat of despair, was firmly sealed.
"By the way, you haven't heard from Lucifer yet?"
The voice of a woman full of quaint colors flowed out again.
The seat of despair shook its head.
"It seemed like the Devil had no will to be with us."
"Yeah, I wanted to taste Lucifer, but I'm sorry to hear that."
The woman's words were greeted with a snort of rotten smell.
"Tut, you're in a rut all the time, afraid you're the seat of lust. He seems to be having fun with a big ball before."
"Asmodius? He's sick of it now and he's dead."
The seat of lust smiled.
It was then.
"It's coming."
You're coming?"
The presence of a small body with blank eyes turned its head.
I stared into the air as if I were looking for something invisible.
"The Guardian of Light. Gaia's kid... It's coming."
"The Guardian of Light."
The presence of a rotten smell burst into laughter.
"Good. Take this opportunity to remove Gaia's authority."
"...do it on your own."
The seat of despair turned its head in a lethargic voice.
a smacking sound
A black crack appeared in front of him. He walked slowly through the black crack.
"Yeah. I'm not interested in Gaia's children, so I'm going."
The seat of sexual desire waved into the crack.
Following her, red-capped beings entered the cracks one by one.
At the top of the towering mountain, only the presence of a rotten smell remained alone. "The Guardian of Light."
with a giggle
A low laugh flowed through the red mask.
"How long can you shine in the agony of despair?"
The presence of a rotten smell, the constellation of pain, was palatable with an anticipated eyes full of expectations.
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The whole body was soaked in blood. Angel's blood was white, so it was as awkward as a censored adult game.
But nevertheless.
It wasn't enough to not know Uriel was dying.
All eight wings are deformed.
It's disorderly and violently twisted.
If you crumple the paper-made wing model without mercy, will it be like that?
The left arm was drooping as if someone had forcibly grabbed it and stretched it, and the right foot was bent backward.
Blood vessels were hideously prominent around the temples and the necks.
Blood vessels, like spider webs, horribly covering the whole body.
Uriel's body is falling down.
"...."
The rainfall supported him by squeezing his arms between his shoulders.
I couldn't speak. No, I didn't have anything to say exactly.
With a deep look.
The abyss lifted Uriel's body with his eyes.
There were many questions I wanted to ask. However, that's not what you need to do now.
"Play, bring in Seol A."
"Uh, yeah! Okay!"
Cha Yeon-ju ran to somewhere with a urgent nod.
The rain laid Uriel's body down the aisle.
I wanted to take him to bed, but I don't have time.
Gasp.
I chewed my fingers and bled.
There was a moment of conflict.
Will it be possible to treat angels with the power of regeneration?
It didn't make sense to treat an angel with the blood of the devil.
'That's not the time to argue.'
Blood in the power of regeneration is just a medium for the expression of power.
In fact, the treated target had never been eroded or affected.
'I'll have to do it.'
We need to take first aid.
Rain poured blood from his fingers through Uriel's mouth.
It used the power of regeneration.
"Sigh, ha."
Fortunately, it seems to have worked.
Uriel's redness improved rapidly and his twisted limbs returned to their original condition.
'It's not enough.
His ability is not specialized in treatment.
a situation in which it is literally only first aid
"Mr. Rain!"
"I brought Seol A!"
Just in time, Cha Yeon-ju ran with Han Seol-ah.
Han looked at Uriel's condition with a serious look and put her hand on his chest.
Whoo! Whoo!
A white light shot out of Han Seol-ah's body like an explosion.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Uriel poured out a handful of blood.
His expression became more comfortable and his rough breathing calmed down.
Eight messy twisted wings returned to their original form.
"Phew."
Han Seol-ah breathed a sigh of relief.
Sweat had formed on his forehead, perhaps because he put a lot of energy into it in a short period of time.
"I put out the emergency light for now. With a little more effort..."
Han Seol-ah's body staggered.
Kangwoo said, grabbing her shoulder.
"That's all right."
'But......' 'I'll do the rest."
The rain lifted Uriel's body and said,
We moved Uriel to a room with a bed.
Uriel tossed and turned, sweating all over his body. "Please stay out of the room with Seol-ah." It's not good to have a crowd of people in the room with patients. "Yes, Mr. Kangwoo."
"...I'll tell Mr. Leila and Sihoon."
Han Seol-ah and Cha Yeon-joo went out.
The silence fell on the room.
Only the irregular breathing of Uriel could be heard.
The rain looked down at Uriel, who was lying on the bed, with his mouth tight shut.
Who is it?
Who drove the archangel to the brink of death?
**
"A subpoena ceremony in the north."
He heard that Sant'Angelo, a floating island of angels, is located in the northernmost part of the continent. 'Do they have something to do with it?
Traces of summoning rituals found in the north, and injuries to Uriel.
I was not yet sure of the connection between the two. But at least it wasn't just a coincidence. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Uriel is tossing and turning. He's got blood from his fingers once again.
I spilled it into his mouth.
It doesn't mean much to speculate on his own now.
Only when Uriel wakes up will we know exactly what happened. "Gang... Woo?" Uriel, who was tossing and turning, squinted.
I tried to lift myself up in a hurry.
"Huh!"
"Stay still. It hasn't been long since I treated the wound." "...."
Uriel, who was raising himself, soon lay back in bed. "What happened?"
It was heartbreaking to ask a patient who had just woken up, but we couldn't afford to wait until Uriel fully recovered.
.....
Uriel chewed on his lips. I trembled and said to the rain.
"Santan Zelo... I was attacked."
The rain nodded its head. That's what I expected. It is not difficult to predict where he sent him to separate Uriel.
The problem is.
"Who attacked you?"
Sant'Angelo,
the home of angels "...I'm not sure."
Uriel shook his head with a pale look.
This is unexpected.
"You don't know?"
"Devil... is for sure. No, not just the devil, but the beast."
Demons and beasts. That alone is too wide. "But they weren't the beasts I knew. It's like... intelligent? Should I say it's exactly in line with the controls? Anyway, they made a very systematic attack on Santangelo."
...."
The rain has narrowed its eyes.
Finally, useful information came out. an intelligent beast
monsters shunned by even the Great Prince
'An ancient beast.'
The look of the rain twisted violently. 'Why is the ancient object.’
It's on the Ernoir continent.
Whose orders are those uncontrollable monsters listening to and cooperating with each other?
It was unknown.
Just the appearance of an ancient object, information is too scarce.
And.'
There was one more thing I couldn't understand.
"So you fought the beast and you ended up with it?"
Uriel's wounds are too heterogeneous to be said to have been caused by combat, and generally die before that degree of injury occurs. Someone deliberately tortured him.'
Otherwise, such a wound cannot be created.
...."
Uriel's expression hardened.
The blue-haired boy shivered mournfully.
It looks like Iris facing Fidelio.
I felt unpleasant because I don't know why the gap between the confident and confident appearance that Uriel has shown so far. "Me too, I don't know."
Uriel shook his head slowly.
"I was covering my face with a mask. It wasn't that big, and it smelled bad. And it's very... It was incredibly strong."
How could an archangel say that? Rain is, uh, drooling and talking.
It was.
"What about compared to Rakiel?"
"...I don't know that. I had a fight with Gaia at the time."
But, "I think... I wasn't stronger than Rakiel. But it was much more difficult to deal with.
He's not stronger than Rakiel, but he's more difficult to deal with.
The eyes of the rain sank deep. 'Why was it more demanding?' 'He had a strange ability.' 'Capability?'
"I don't know if it's magic or something, but I suddenly felt a great pain all over my body. Because of that... I lost with almost no resistance."
Pain.
The rain nodded its head. It was very easy to understand that he was weaker than Rakiel, but more difficult to deal with.
Pain wasn't something you could overcome by will. 'Then is Sant'Angelo smashed into the hands of the demons now?' 'No, it's not. Michael and Gabriel must be back in Santangelo fighting the demons now. I don't know if I can win, but... At least Sant'Angelo isn't smashed because the blessing is still on."
It looks like there's some kind of buff.
"I see."
The rain nodded its head.
I have grasped the situation roughly. And what you have to do. "Take a break."Come on, hold on! Kangwoo, you don't mean to go to Santangel, do you? "Of course I do."
Angels are important allies.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
An unknown enemy has finally emerged.
There is no reason to let it be installed.
"You're too dangerous!"
Uriel grabbed him by the collar in a hurry.
A smile came out of his face.
Slowly raise your hand and put your hand on Uriel's head. "Sleep, little boy."
I'll fix it for you.
Whoooooooooooooooong.
"What..."
Golden energy flowed from the hands of the rainfall.
Uriel's vision shook, and soon fell on the bed and fainted.
"Of course."
Let's go.
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! A harsh binge of laughter reverberated in the distance.
The floating island, which had a gentle glow, was being swallowed by a huge fire.
"The Angels aren't that bad either."
under a floating island in flames On the top of the towering mountain sat the Red Devil masked beings.
A person who covers his face with a red devil mask giggles.
There was a rotting smell of his nose around him.
"Hohohohoho, hiding in Seraphim's skirt.
The pigeons that were there are going to kill you."
On the other side of the mask, the laughter of the woman came out.
"Be quiet."
Their presence in the middle opened their mouths.
a lethargic voice as if emotion had been cut off.
The presence of a rotten smell turned its head.
"By the way, are you okay to listen to the word?"
"I'm sure you have a plan. But we'really.
It is better to cooperate for the sake of the petition."
"Huh, if Rakiel hadn't died like a cripple, he wouldn't have been in this trouble."
The presence of a rotten smell kicked its tongue.
The presence of a lethargic voice turned away.
He lifted something blackish.
I put something unidentified in my arms that had been dithering like a living creature.
I have already found what I want. It's going back."
"Huh? What about the rest of the pigeons?"
There is no time for further delay."
"Ha, the name of the seat of despair is going to cry."
A person who vibrates with a rotten smell giggled.
The presence, called the seat of despair, was firmly sealed.
"By the way, you haven't heard from Lucifer yet?"
The voice of a woman full of quaint colors flowed out again.
The seat of despair shook its head.
"It seemed like the Devil had no will to be with us."
"Yeah, I wanted to taste Lucifer, but I'm sorry to hear that."
The woman's words were greeted with a snort of rotten smell.
"Tut, you're in a rut all the time, afraid you're the seat of lust. He seems to be having fun with a big ball before."
"Asmodius? He's sick of it now and he's dead."
The seat of lust smiled.
It was then.
"It's coming."
You're coming?"
The presence of a small body with blank eyes turned its head.
I stared into the air as if I were looking for something invisible.
"The Guardian of Light. Gaia's kid... It's coming."
"The Guardian of Light."
The presence of a rotten smell burst into laughter.
"Good. Take this opportunity to remove Gaia's authority."
"...do it on your own."
The seat of despair turned its head in a lethargic voice.
a smacking sound
A black crack appeared in front of him. He walked slowly through the black crack.
"Yeah. I'm not interested in Gaia's children, so I'm going."
The seat of sexual desire waved into the crack.
Following her, red-capped beings entered the cracks one by one.
At the top of the towering mountain, only the presence of a rotten smell remained alone. "The Guardian of Light."
with a giggle
A low laugh flowed through the red mask.
"How long can you shine in the agony of despair?"
The presence of a rotten smell, the constellation of pain, was palatable with an anticipated eyes full of expectations.
The whole body was soaked in blood. Angel's blood was white, so it was as awkward as a censored adult game.But nevertheless.It wasn't enough to not know Uriel was dying.All eight wings are deformed.It's disorderly and violently twisted.If you crumple the paper-made wing model without mercy, will it be like that?The left arm was drooping as if someone had forcibly grabbed it and stretched it, and the right foot was bent backward.Blood vessels were hideously prominent around the temples and the necks.Blood vessels, like spider webs, horribly covering the whole body.Uriel's body is falling down."...."The rainfall supported him by squeezing his arms between his shoulders.I couldn't speak. No, I didn't have anything to say exactly.With a deep look.The abyss lifted Uriel's body with his eyes.There were many questions I wanted to ask. However, that's not what you need to do now."Play, bring in Seol A.""Uh, yeah! Okay!"Cha Yeon-ju ran to somewhere with a urgent nod.The rain laid Uriel's body down the aisle.I wanted to take him to bed, but I don't have time.Gasp.I chewed my fingers and bled.There was a moment of conflict.Will it be possible to treat angels with the power of regeneration?It didn't make sense to treat an angel with the blood of the devil.'That's not the time to argue.'Blood in the power of regeneration is just a medium for the expression of power.In fact, the treated target had never been eroded or affected.'I'll have to do it.'We need to take first aid.Rain poured blood from his fingers through Uriel's mouth.It used the power of regeneration."Sigh, ha."Fortunately, it seems to have worked.Uriel's redness improved rapidly and his twisted limbs returned to their original condition.'It's not enough.His ability is not specialized in treatment.a situation in which it is literally only first aid"Mr. Rain!""I brought Seol A!"Just in time, Cha Yeon-ju ran with Han Seol-ah.Han looked at Uriel's condition with a serious look and put her hand on his chest.Whoo! Whoo!A white light shot out of Han Seol-ah's body like an explosion."Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!Uriel poured out a handful of blood.His expression became more comfortable and his rough breathing calmed down.Eight messy twisted wings returned to their original form."Phew."Han Seol-ah breathed a sigh of relief.Sweat had formed on his forehead, perhaps because he put a lot of energy into it in a short period of time."I put out the emergency light for now. With a little more effort..."Han Seol-ah's body staggered.Kangwoo said, grabbing her shoulder."That's all right."'But......' 'I'll do the rest."The rain lifted Uriel's body and said,We moved Uriel to a room with a bed.Uriel tossed and turned, sweating all over his body. "Please stay out of the room with Seol-ah." It's not good to have a crowd of people in the room with patients. "Yes, Mr. Kangwoo.""...I'll tell Mr. Leila and Sihoon."Han Seol-ah and Cha Yeon-joo went out.The silence fell on the room.Only the irregular breathing of Uriel could be heard.The rain looked down at Uriel, who was lying on the bed, with his mouth tight shut.Who is it?Who drove the archangel to the brink of death?**"A subpoena ceremony in the north."He heard that Sant'Angelo, a floating island of angels, is located in the northernmost part of the continent. 'Do they have something to do with it?Traces of summoning rituals found in the north, and injuries to Uriel.I was not yet sure of the connection between the two. But at least it wasn't just a coincidence. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"Uriel is tossing and turning. He's got blood from his fingers once again.I spilled it into his mouth.It doesn't mean much to speculate on his own now.Only when Uriel wakes up will we know exactly what happened. "Gang... Woo?" Uriel, who was tossing and turning, squinted.I tried to lift myself up in a hurry."Huh!""Stay still. It hasn't been long since I treated the wound." "...."Uriel, who was raising himself, soon lay back in bed. "What happened?"It was heartbreaking to ask a patient who had just woken up, but we couldn't afford to wait until Uriel fully recovered......Uriel chewed on his lips. I trembled and said to the rain."Santan Zelo... I was attacked."The rain nodded its head. That's what I expected. It is not difficult to predict where he sent him to separate Uriel.The problem is."Who attacked you?"Sant'Angelo,the home of angels "...I'm not sure."Uriel shook his head with a pale look.This is unexpected."You don't know?""Devil... is for sure. No, not just the devil, but the beast."Demons and beasts. That alone is too wide. "But they weren't the beasts I knew. It's like... intelligent? Should I say it's exactly in line with the controls? Anyway, they made a very systematic attack on Santangelo."...."The rain has narrowed its eyes.Finally, useful information came out. an intelligent beastmonsters shunned by even the Great Prince'An ancient beast.'The look of the rain twisted violently. 'Why is the ancient object.'It's on the Ernoir continent.Whose orders are those uncontrollable monsters listening to and cooperating with each other?It was unknown.Just the appearance of an ancient object, information is too scarce.And.'There was one more thing I couldn't understand."So you fought the beast and you ended up with it?"Uriel's wounds are too heterogeneous to be said to have been caused by combat, and generally die before that degree of injury occurs. Someone deliberately tortured him.'Otherwise, such a wound cannot be created....."Uriel's expression hardened.The blue-haired boy shivered mournfully.It looks like Iris facing Fidelio.I felt unpleasant because I don't know why the gap between the confident and confident appearance that Uriel has shown so far. "Me too, I don't know."Uriel shook his head slowly."I was covering my face with a mask. It wasn't that big, and it smelled bad. And it's very... It was incredibly strong."How could an archangel say that? Rain is, uh, drooling and talking.It was."What about compared to Rakiel?""...I don't know that. I had a fight with Gaia at the time."But, "I think... I wasn't stronger than Rakiel. But it was much more difficult to deal with.He's not stronger than Rakiel, but he's more difficult to deal with.The eyes of the rain sank deep. 'Why was it more demanding?' 'He had a strange ability.' 'Capability?'"I don't know if it's magic or something, but I suddenly felt a great pain all over my body. Because of that... I lost with almost no resistance."Pain.The rain nodded its head. It was very easy to understand that he was weaker than Rakiel, but more difficult to deal with.Pain wasn't something you could overcome by will. 'Then is Sant'Angelo smashed into the hands of the demons now?' 'No, it's not. Michael and Gabriel must be back in Santangelo fighting the demons now. I don't know if I can win, but... At least Sant'Angelo isn't smashed because the blessing is still on."It looks like there's some kind of buff."I see."The rain nodded its head.I have grasped the situation roughly. And what you have to do. "Take a break."Come on, hold on! Kangwoo, you don't mean to go to Santangel, do you? "Of course I do."Angels are important allies.No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.An unknown enemy has finally emerged.There is no reason to let it be installed."You're too dangerous!"Uriel grabbed him by the collar in a hurry.A smile came out of his face.Slowly raise your hand and put your hand on Uriel's head. "Sleep, little boy."I'll fix it for you.Whoooooooooooooooong."What..."Golden energy flowed from the hands of the rainfall.Uriel's vision shook, and soon fell on the bed and fainted."Of course."Let's go.Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! A harsh binge of laughter reverberated in the distance.The floating island, which had a gentle glow, was being swallowed by a huge fire."The Angels aren't that bad either."under a floating island in flames On the top of the towering mountain sat the Red Devil masked beings.A person who covers his face with a red devil mask giggles.There was a rotting smell of his nose around him."Hohohohoho, hiding in Seraphim's skirt.The pigeons that were there are going to kill you."On the other side of the mask, the laughter of the woman came out."Be quiet."Their presence in the middle opened their mouths.a lethargic voice as if emotion had been cut off.The presence of a rotten smell turned its head."By the way, are you okay to listen to the word?""I'm sure you have a plan. But we'really.It is better to cooperate for the sake of the petition.""Huh, if Rakiel hadn't died like a cripple, he wouldn't have been in this trouble."The presence of a rotten smell kicked its tongue.The presence of a lethargic voice turned away.He lifted something blackish.I put something unidentified in my arms that had been dithering like a living creature.I have already found what I want. It's going back.""Huh? What about the rest of the pigeons?"There is no time for further delay.""Ha, the name of the seat of despair is going to cry."A person who vibrates with a rotten smell giggled.The presence, called the seat of despair, was firmly sealed."By the way, you haven't heard from Lucifer yet?"The voice of a woman full of quaint colors flowed out again.The seat of despair shook its head."It seemed like the Devil had no will to be with us.""Yeah, I wanted to taste Lucifer, but I'm sorry to hear that."The woman's words were greeted with a snort of rotten smell."Tut, you're in a rut all the time, afraid you're the seat of lust. He seems to be having fun with a big ball before.""Asmodius? He's sick of it now and he's dead."The seat of lust smiled.It was then."It's coming."You're coming?"The presence of a small body with blank eyes turned its head.I stared into the air as if I were looking for something invisible."The Guardian of Light. Gaia's kid... It's coming.""The Guardian of Light."The presence of a rotten smell burst into laughter."Good. Take this opportunity to remove Gaia's authority.""...do it on your own."The seat of despair turned its head in a lethargic voice.a smacking soundA black crack appeared in front of him. He walked slowly through the black crack."Yeah. I'm not interested in Gaia's children, so I'm going."The seat of sexual desire waved into the crack.Following her, red-capped beings entered the cracks one by one.At the top of the towering mountain, only the presence of a rotten smell remained alone. "The Guardian of Light."with a giggleA low laugh flowed through the red mask."How long can you shine in the agony of despair?"The presence of a rotten smell, the constellation of pain, was palatable with an anticipated eyes full of expectations.
