The sun was good outside, but the room was quiet and dim. Edward walked to the full-length mirror in the corner of the room and looked at the person in the mirror - some messy ear-length hair, slightly downward eye ends, soft hair, looking docile and peaceful.

If you look closely, you can see that the hair is not pure black or dark gray, but the black hair is mixed with a lot of dark purple and almost black hair, and even the eyes have faint purple lines.

This is a unique physical characteristic of the North family. Because it lives closest to the abyss among the three major demon families, it has been spiritually contaminated by the abyss for thousands of years and is a genetic characteristic formed by long-term research on evil magic. Just like the tenacious blue-haired gene in the elven bloodline.

Faced with this appearance, the Declined King began to think about how he should act as a human being.

Obviously, it is necessary to be significantly different from the character "Edward", coupled with this unfamiliar face, in order to better complete this smuggling.

After a moment, He smoothed out the habitually raised corners of his mouth and wiped away the smile from his eyes. The gentle temperament that seemed to be absent in the container suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the transformation seemed to be ironic indifference and arrogance. .

He looked at himself in the mirror quietly for a while, then floated to the edge of the sofa like a shadow and sat there quietly.

Almost an hour later, the whistle sounded, and the passenger ship was about to enter the port. This almost weightless shadow floated out again, naturally blending in with the crowd waiting to disembark, drifting through the blind spot of the ticket inspector's sight, and stepped on the Pulitzer On the ground of the harbor.

The appearance and clothing of this descendant of the North family are not eye-catching. Even with this indifferent temperament, it can only make others look at it twice, far from being impressive. This is exactly what the declining king wants. There were still dozens of kilometers to enter the city of Backlund from here. He stood there for a short while and decided to rush for time. After all, it seemed that there was only more than an hour before the show started.

He separated from the large group of people disembarking, turned into a small road, and appeared in a deserted alley. He took another step and went directly through the flashing door to the East District.

After entering the East District, he immediately felt the most familiar and comfortable atmosphere. Just like a fish returning to the water, the long-lost spiritual activity made the declining king's increasingly bad mood gradually improve. He slowly patrolled This city is looking for survivors with great interest amidst the fate of total destruction and annihilation. These survivors are like lights in the dark, bubbles that occasionally rise in the deep sea, ordinary and good luck.

The Declined King allowed his spirituality to be activated on a small scale, and he did not mind contributing to this natural disaster-level man-made disaster. As time passed by, he was getting closer and closer to his goal. Suddenly, he felt a destiny suddenly arise somewhere. changed.

The lifeless fates of the passers-by around him suddenly fluctuated. He saw with his own eyes that one after another people who were destined to die just now had the possibility of "survival" again, and these were not just a few individuals, but groups of people. Destiny has been changed!

Who is trying to change this disaster?

"Who is it?" He whispered, "If you can achieve such a huge change, why wait until now."

The spiritual induction that is close to the divine level has tended towards authority. The moment this question arose, his inspiration completed the divination for himself, pointing out the direction and hints.

He saw a blond girl whose face suddenly changed, muttering to herself and saying a name:

"Chick? Is this the original witch's real name?"

At the same time, he also felt that his spirituality was hindered. He was very familiar with this feeling of rejection. After all, there was only one power on this earth that could hinder him in such a unique way!

Sephiroth!

First of all, if we exclude Adam who regards human beings as renewable resources, then it will be clear who the obstructive force comes from.

In order not to be interfered by Source Castle, he chose to use his authority to sense his next best choice. The Declined King waited in place for a second. This time, his spiritual guidance was not interfered by Source Castle and high-level power. He turned his head slightly and looked towards

somewhere, and then suddenly disappeared.

…

The ordinary-looking quill no longer writes on its own, and its surface has become duller.

The meteorite was summoned but was unexpectedly resolved by the opponent. The serious middle-aged man with only one eye left held the quill and wrote quickly with a psychic state:

"Azik Eggers has obviously not recovered all his memory and strength. His attempt to travel through the spiritual world and astral world happened to have problems due to hidden dangers in this regard at this time, so he and Sherlock Moria

Ti landed not far from Ince Zangwill and his friends..."

Ince Zangwill was about to finish this sentence when suddenly a huge fear came into his heart, the colors in front of him suddenly became rich, and a person he was extremely familiar with, no, he did not dare to forget, appeared.

in front of him.

The demon angel narrowed his eyes and looked at him, then looked at the 0-08 in his hand, snorted lightly, and returned to the world of rich colors.

The second he disappeared, Ince Zangwill spat out a large mouthful of blood, almost spitting out his heart. The blood stains just covered the words he had just written, and the quill in his hand violently

She started to tremble, and even dipped in his blood and quickly wrote down a line of words:

"Unbelievable! Unbelievable! Ince Zangwill's arbitrary changes in destiny attracted a great being who pursues negative emotions and life. "Angel of the Abyss" Edward Vaughn actually appeared in Backlund at this time.

!Why did He come?”

0-08 took Ince Zangwill’s hand and was about to write when he suddenly paused and slowly wrote a line of words as if he was being held forcefully: “Unexpectedly, someone threw an olive branch to

This devil really made a crazy choice."

"He didn't seem to want this good show to be disturbed, so he pursued an incongruous destiny all the way."

Only then did Ince Zangwill finally end his heartbreaking cough. He used all his strength to hold the quill, and used all his life's courage to write a sentence that could penetrate the back of the paper:

"He caught up with Azik Eggers!"

After writing this sentence, Ince Zangwill stopped breathing, and the fear of the arranged angel suddenly came up.

Five seconds later, ten seconds later, and half a minute later, he realized that he was still alive. He fell backwards without any strength, staring straight at the blood-stained notebook, not daring to imagine what would happen next.

…

Everything around him seemed like a phantom, with rich colors, overlapping and adding up, and moving backwards rapidly.

As soon as Klein came back to his senses and observed and experienced this wonderful journey, he felt Mr. Azik's hand holding his arm shaking slightly.

Before he could react, he felt a strong vibration, as if an earthquake was coming and the world was spinning.

The regression of colors suddenly stopped. Azik's eyes were confused for a moment, and then he retreated at a faster speed.

At this time, even Klein noticed the coming danger. He felt that the aura emanating from Azik suddenly became extremely cold, as if some terrifying power was resurrecting, but his spiritual premonition showed no response - Ke

Ryan immediately understood that without the use of gray mist, his spiritual perception was directly ineffective because the approaching crisis was too extreme!

Then, under their gaze, the colorful world in front of them shook violently again. A huge, pitch-black claw tore apart the roaming channel of the spirit world from the outside. Rusty red immediately covered all the surrounding colors.

Spread quickly to their location!

Seeing this claw, Klein's pupils shrank suddenly.

Azik's eyes condensed, and his whole body immediately burned with pale flames, wrapping Klein and himself inside, resisting the erosion of rust.

Then, he frowned and pressed his fingers on his temples, as if he was enduring great pain.

Stab!

Although no sound was made, the sound appeared in their hearts at the same time.

Two huge jet-black claws tore open the passage to the spirit world with absolute power, and a hideous and terrifying alien face appeared in the crack behind the gap. The body, which was dozens of times larger than a human, brought an extremely strong visual impact.

Azik growled: "Don't look!"

At the same time, he quickly stretched out his hand to cover Klein's eyes, but this was also a step too slow. Klein's head felt like a heavy blow, and he was so painful that he almost lost consciousness on the spot.

Azik felt his eyes blurred. He seemed to see a bit of gray-white mist appearing on Klein's body. And the scene he imagined of Klein losing control and turning into a monster did not happen. Apart from a slight pain and a short-term spirituality, his student

There were no more negative reactions besides instability, which made Azik feel a little relieved.

A creature that cannot be described with other words other than devil took this scene into view. His appearance was so terrifying, but his voice was still as gentle as Klein remembered it, with a demonic temptation that made people feel good about him:

"Long time no see. How are you doing, Klein Moretti? And this Archon of Death."

"——Where are you going?"

TBC

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Chapter completed!