"Boom!"

The sound of the door closing was heavy, and whatever would happen to the outside had nothing to do with the world inside the door.

The screams of innocent victims nailed to the ground and walls of the city outside gradually faded, and something called 'dead silence' began to spread.

"Genesys, keep up, go to the top. ”

In the dead silence, Morgries, Seraphim's henchman, spoke, and at some point the man removed his helmet, revealing a head of blonde hair and dead fish eyes.

After the escape was over, his tone lost his tone again, and he was like a robot communicating orders straight and mechanically.

Lin Ming didn't ask much, and he didn't put the ability of 'mind reading' into his eyes to try to read Morgries's thoughts.

From the first time he saw Morgris, he had never had such an idea, because he knew that it would be better to try to read the mind of Morgrice than to read the mind of Seraphim, and the latter would probably have a better chance of success.

If you want to 'read minds', then at least the object of the ability to activate needs to have a 'heart'.

That's right, Morgrice doesn't have a 'heart', although he can't know exactly what kind of guy he is, whether he is a creature or not, Lin Ming only knows that this guy doesn't have a 'heart'.

“Okay。 ”

Sticking the last remaining spear into the weapon rack by the door, Lin Min followed Morgrice to the spiraling staircase of Babel, as he looked invisibly inside the building, which was said to be the center of heaven and served as a connecting space.

After centuries of accumulation, there is probably no place in the City of Angels that can surpass the Tower of Babel in terms of the word 'gorgeous'.

All the objects in the hall are decorated with gold and silver, and the sculptures that depict the story of heaven stand everywhere.

The material used for the sculpture is a kind of stone that emits a soft white light, and there are more than 20 of them in the whole hall that Lin Ming can see, all of which are different human figures.

The figures looked at the spring, and there was a golden liquid in it, which could be recognized as wine from far away.

Using wine as a pool is truly luxurious.

Even the walls of the staircase are decorated with paintings by unknown artists, and you can see their value just by looking at the frames of the frames.

Lin Ming bets that any painting here can be worth more than 500 gold.

It's just that this is not the time to appreciate them, and in fact things like art don't mean much to Lin Ming - of course, the soul of an artist is very meaningful to Lin Ming.

The interior space of the Tower of Babel is actually very large, except for the spiral staircase, each floor has a look of nearly 300 square meters, the first floor of the entrance is just the beginning, and its decoration is still quite simple.

From the second floor onwards, the floor of each floor is covered with a carpet made of goose feathers, which is so white that it is not stained with dust.

"Lord Morgries!"

The beautiful voice comes from the maids standing at the entrance of each spiral staircase.

This is the first time Lin Ming has seen a female angel, but for this guy, the appearance is also a meaningless thing, but after all, he has also absorbed the memories of so many people, and Lin Ming feels that these female angels are very in line with the aesthetics of Westerners.

This is the reason why these women are able to stay in the Tower of Babel with only a pair of wings, but it is difficult to say whether this is lucky or unfortunate for them.

They don't have to be like the civilians outside, but they have lost their freedom, their dignity, and they live like playthings.

In this layer, the flesh replaces the stone statue, and the horizontal flesh color makes it impossible for people to associate the subject with the image of the angel who should be pure.

In other words, who is the real angel in this city of angels?

They're just a bunch of winged, misshapen birdmen, and the more wings they have, the more deformed they become.

Under the constraints of the enchantment inside the Tower of Babel, even the four-winged angels could not fly, and as two-winged angels, they almost fell down with a push, which was convenient for some guys.

At this moment, there were more than 60 female angels standing, sitting or lying on the second floor, all wearing white shirts and their plackets open, but they did not feel the slightest discomfort for their appearance to be seen by men.

Lin Ming didn't know how to evaluate them, but he knew how to use them.

"Ahem. ”

With a clear cough, Lin Ming stopped his steps slightly.

"What's wrong?"

As he continued his ascent to the higher levels, Morris looked back, his face carved out of marble with an unchanging expression.

"It seems that I haven't been back for too long, and these bitch are only greeting you and not me. ”

Lin Ming smiled very frivolously, deliberately replicating the behavior pattern of a certain gentleman who had devoured him, and his performance was not inappropriate in the slightest.

As soon as these words came out, before Morgries could respond, several female angels panicked.

"Your Excellency!"

KNEELING, KNEELING IN UNISON, TOWARDS LINMING, WHO HAD JUST CALLED THEM BITCH, THE WOMEN IN A ROOM WORSHIPPED LAMINUS AS IF THEY WERE ON A PILGRIMAGE.

With their heads bowed deeply, even if they couldn't see their expressions, there must be nothing but panic on their faces at this moment.

"Humph!"

Lin Ming snorted, and with a single move, he threw out his leg and kicked hard at the body of a kneeling woman.

"Phew!"

The woman was kicked into the air, and like a sandbag, it traveled across the room in a parabola, eventually hitting the wall hard.

"Wow!"

In the angel's power system, a pair of wings is the difference between cloud and mud, and even if Lin Ming's kick deliberately controlled the strength, even if it imitated the method of Yun Rou Li in the "Holy Spirit Sword Technique", it still kicked the female angel into a mouthful of blood.

"Janis, Lord is waiting for us at the top of the tower!

Mogheris grabbed Lin Ming, who didn't seem to be angry, but this was not out of sympathy for these female angels, like such a female slave, even if Lin Ming killed him in front of him, he would not have a trace of distress.

He held Lin Ming just so that he wouldn't waste any more time here.

"Hmph! I'll look for you when it's over!"

With a few words, Lin Ming followed Morgrice up the spiral ladder again.

Covering up the wound on his hand, he silently followed Morgrice upstairs, no one except Lin Ming knew what had just happened.

The fall of the City of Angels was only a matter of time, and Lin Ming would not rely on the ethereal Heavenly Father, who was probably already hanging.

Lin Ming has never had a lot of means to save his life, and the last time he was able to survive by relying on an eyeball, it was like a broken tail to survive, and it was not difficult for him to come again.