In the end, Weston gave up this tempting idea, mainly because he felt that he couldn't get anything out of the mouths of these enthusiastic fans.
Afterwards, Weston chatted with several demon gods for a few words before preparing to leave.
"By the way, I heard that weren't you sealed in a bottle by Solomon? Why isn't it now?" Weston suddenly asked curiously.
"Bottle?" Vasak smiled, "So, where does His Highness think you are now?"
What this means... Weston was stunned for a moment, and then he realized: "You mean, this is the bottle that seals you?"
Several demon gods nodded.
After figuring it out, Weston suddenly felt inexplicably happy. Originally, he was still worried about how to take these demons away. If there was just a bottle here, that would be easy!
Moreover, it seems that you also know the way to leave here?
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"Deputy, how is the situation now?"
"Sir, everything is normal!"
"Very good, increase the throttle, pay attention to correcting the crosswind, and maintain the course!"
"Yes, sir!"
In the waters of Puerto Rico, a US cruiser is performing daily patrol duties. The weather is very clear at this time, with a slight breeze on the sea. It is neither cold nor hot. It is a rare good weather!
"Deputy, is everything normal?" After a while, the officer asked again.
"Yes, sir..." The deputy suddenly stopped talking.
"Deputy, deputy?" The officer shouted twice, but did not hear any answer. His gray eyebrows suddenly wrinkled. He turned his head and looked over, and found the deputy looking stunned.
"Deputy!" the officer shouted loudly, "What are you doing?"
"Ah, yes, sir!" The deputy came to his senses and stood at attention, saluting, "I saw a fallen angel!"
"Fallen angel?" The commander sneered, "Sorry, I want to say it's funny, but we are on patrol now! And it seems that today is not April Fools' Day, man!"
"Yes, sir!" The deputy saluted again, "Please look back!"
"Very good, I want to see what you saw!" The officer snorted coldly and turned his head. In an instant, one more person was stunned.
An extremely handsome man floated quietly in mid-air, holding a golden amphora in his hand that looked like it was made of gold. Two pairs of black wings stretched out from his back and were still flapping.
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"Quick, increase the accelerator, let's catch up!" After the officer came to his senses, he yelled, "We have to catch him! This is an opportunity God has given us to make meritorious deeds!"
"Yes, sir!" the deputy responded quickly, then turned around to deliver the order.
Weston opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding scenery, his eyes a little dazed. When he successfully flushed out of the bottle, he realized that he was on the bottom of the sea.
After adding a bubble head charm to himself, Weston picked up the bottle containing the seventy-two demon gods and tried to put it into the traceless stretch bag, but failed. In desperation, he had to take it with his hands.
Holding the bottle, he rushed out towards the sea.
When he reached the sea, he discovered a big problem - he had never been here before!
What's even worse is that the triangle teleportation array can realize cross-space teleportation, which means that he doesn't even know if he is still in the original world!
But it must not be an alien plane. That would be too bad. It would be difficult to go back. He doesn’t know the coordinates of the world he is in! Weston thought with some distress.
"Listen to the fallen angels above. Listen to the fallen angels above. We are a US military patrol ship. Please put away your weapons and cooperate with our inspection, otherwise we will open fire!" A loudspeaker-like voice came from below.
It was uploaded from the sea.
Weston looked down and saw a cruiser flying the Stars and Stripes in front of him.
"Mr. Fallen Angel, did you hear that? Please believe us, we don't want any conflict with you, please put away your weapons and cooperate with us! Please believe in the quality of human integrity!" This voice came from the loudspeaker again.
Weston looked at this scene with some amusement, shook his head slightly, flapped his wings, flew towards the cruiser, and landed on the deck.
As soon as his feet hit the ground, a group of soldiers wearing U.S. Navy uniforms surrounded them. They all held clear rifles in their hands. As for the model, Weston, a military idiot, didn't know.
"Mr. Fallen Angel!" the adjutant shouted from behind the crowd, "Please believe us, we will not harm you! However, in order to avoid unnecessary conflicts, you still need to hand over your weapons!"
"Weapons?" Weston raised his eyebrows and raised the bottle in his hand, "Is this what you're talking about?"
"Don't move!" a navy soldier in front of him shouted sternly.
Weston watched the scene, and for some reason, he always felt uninterested. With a wave of his hand, a wave of magic power spread, and the firearms in the hands of the soldiers turned into wood.
"This...is this - magic?" the adjutant exclaimed with his eyes widened.
"Correct answer, but unfortunately there is no reward!" Weston smiled slightly, his eyes looked directly into the adjutant's eyes, the silver light in his pupils flashed, and Legilimency was used directly.
It turns out this is here! After reading the adjutant’s memory, Weston suddenly realized.
"Bang!" The adjutant dropped the telescope in his hand to the ground. He looked at Weston nervously and asked with a trembling tone: "You - what did you do to me?"
"Nothing, I just looked at your memory!" Weston smiled slightly.
Looking at my memory? The adjutant was stunned for a moment, his pupils dilated instantly, and he said with fear and pain: "I knew you must have come out of hell and wanted to rule the world! I leaked human information, and I am guilty.
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As he spoke, big tears fell from his eyes, and his eyes became desperate.
Come on, why did you come up with such a plot? Are you writing a novel or making a movie? Weston thought a little speechlessly.
"Papa -"
Several crisp sounds suddenly appeared, and several figures in robes appeared on the boat. They also held magic wands in their hands. After appearing, without saying a word, they cast spells on the soldiers.
Seeing their appearance, Weston suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the world had not changed, only the location had changed.
"Sir!" A wizard in dark green robes walked up to Weston, "We did not detect your entry information, and you cast spells in front of a large number of magis, which has violated the "Secrecy Act"
"And the Wizarding Traffic Regulations, sorry, please hand over your wand and come back with us for review!"
"Oh? From the United States Ministry of Magic?" Weston looked at him with interest, "If I don't cooperate, will you take action?"
"We don't want to do our job!" the wizard said seriously, "but if you insist on confronting us, we will not give up force!"