The moment he saw the six gray wings clearly, Lucifer's pupils shrank slightly.
Seraphim?!
How can this be?
How could there be other angels living in this world besides Him and Michael?
Moreover, the color of the pair of wings is not the pure white of the Seraph, nor the pitch black of the Devil, but a mysterious gray...like wings growing out of ashes, dead, silent, and suffocating.
Lucifer had never seen such an angel.
Just as Lucifer was staring at the seraph, the figure on the corpse mountain seemed to have noticed something and turned his head to look in this direction. There were ripples in his lonely eyes.
The moment he saw that face, Lucifer's heart trembled slightly, and an inexplicable fear suddenly surged into his heart!
Lucifer didn't know where this fear came from. Even when he faced the encirclement and suppression by the gods of Great Xia, he had never been so frightened. It was a kind of fear that came from the body's instinct. The six-winged statue in front of him
The Gray Angel seemed to have a natural suppression on him. Just standing there made him feel uncomfortable.
"Who are you?!" Lucifer's dull voice sounded, knowing that he had been discovered.
The figure stood on top of the mountain of corpses, with gray wings covering the sky and the sun. He looked down at the bloody Lucifer, frowning slightly,
"I have already emptied hell...where did this reptile come from?"
"?"
Lucifer was about to say something when he suddenly froze in place.
"Empty Hell?"
His eyes fell on the towering mountain of corpses, as if he thought of something, "You killed all the contaminated demons by yourself? Who are you?!"
"[Night] Team, Shen Qingzhu."
"[Night]?" Lucifer frowned slightly, "What..."
The figure paused and narrowed his eyes slightly, "You have the aura of hell... Are you Lucifer? No, why does it still smell like a gram... Forget it, since it is a reptile of the gram, let's clean it up together.
Just drop it.
After absorbing the power of hell in you, I should be able to leave here."
Under Lucifer's surprised gaze, the six-winged gray angel slowly raised his palm, and the god-level pressure was released from his body, covering the entire bloody sky in an instant!
Feeling the pressure on Shen Qingzhu, Lucifer's pupils shrank violently. In his current half-dead state, there was no way he could be the opponent of Shen Qingzhu, who had the origin of hell. In those silent pupils, he felt a
Strong death threats.
He immediately said: "Wait! You and I are both angels born in hell, why do we want to kill each other?! As long as we join forces, there will be basically nothing in the world..."
Lucifer was just halfway through his words when the angel figure on the corpse mountain gently placed a finger in front of his lips and narrowed his eyes slightly:
"Shh-"
In this silent gesture, a mysterious rhythm flowed from his fingertips, and the six gray wings that covered the sky suddenly seemed to melt and flow on the barren black land, dyeing the whole world into gray...
A strange power of law came quietly.
Lucifer's voice stopped suddenly, and his lips were still opening and closing, as if he was persuading something, but in this gray world, his voice could no longer be heard.
Gray sky, gray earth, gray corpse mountain, gray angel...
The dead and dull color of ashes climbed up Lucifer's bloody body, like countless palms protruding from the hell of death, digging into his body, dyeing him gray.
Unprecedented pain flooded into Lucifer's mind. His mouth, which was sewn in the pelvic cavity, opened crazily, as if he was making an extremely miserable and painful roar, but no matter how he screamed, there was no sound in this world.
He was like a drowning man drowned in silence, struggling crazily on the earth. On top of the mountain of corpses, the figure just watched this scene calmly, without any emotion.
He just silently raised his palm, faced the gray world, and flicked his fingers.
Snapped--
Suddenly, Lucifer's remains came to a sudden halt.
A crack spread from the center of His gray body, and in this silent world, there was finally a soft sound... He cracked.
Lucifer's pupils were staring at Shen Qingzhu on the corpse mountain, and the two halves of his mouth opened and closed, roaring silently:
——Silent Angel.
Lucifer, who split into two halves, stiffly split again, four petals, eight petals, sixteen petals... His body split into the size of fine sand at a speed visible to the naked eye, disappeared in the air, and was swept up by a breeze.
The figure floating towards the corpse mountain.
The gray world receded like a tide, and the six gray wings reappeared behind Shen Qingzhu. He slowly closed his eyes, and a black crystal heart absorbed all the gray particles transformed by Lucifer under his chest.
, strong and powerful beating.
"Finally completely integrated..." Shen Qingzhu breathed a long sigh of relief.
His gaze swept across this dead hell, and a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, "It's time to go back."
He raised his palm and lightly drew the void in front of him. A long and narrow black portal appeared between hells. Behind the portal was the hazy mist, and the faint sound of raging waves could be heard.
Shen Qingzhu stood in front of this door with a complicated expression...
During this long time, he stayed here alone to absorb the origin, died again and again, and was reborn again and again. The original pair of dark wings transformed into this unique one during his countless struggles.
grey.
He couldn't remember how he gradually regained consciousness. He only remembered countless contaminated demons that were destroyed by him in the world of silence. His hands were covered in blood, and so were the gray wings.
When he woke up completely, hell was empty and there were mountains of corpses.
He had been wandering in the hell of life, death and killing for so long that he had forgotten what the outside world was like.
Shen Qingzhu stood in front of the door, turned around and looked at the empty hell and the bloody mountain of corpses. After a moment, he slowly spoke:
"Hell...it's time to be destroyed."
The black crystal heart beat in his chest, making a dull sound. As Shen Qingzhu turned around and walked through the door, the bloody hell world began to tremble violently!
The mountains and rivers shattered, the sky fell, and the mountain of corpses standing in the center of hell began to turn into gray particles and dissipate... This world is like a dangerous building that has lost its load-bearing columns, with large areas collapsing and finally being destroyed!
In the void world, the crimson figure gradually disappeared behind the portal... His murmur echoed clearly in the silence.