Chapter 213: Demons Can't Bless People

That night, Chu absorbed the crystals that Lucifer had given her and lay down in the palace that Mammon had built for her. She didn't say anything about Mammon's lavish architecture, as long as the room was habitable, and if there was anything to pay attention to, it was better to have a soft bed.

While complaining that Chu did not know how to appreciate his great works, Mammon tied a wind chime to the head of Hatsu's bed before leaving.

To be honest, it's like really taking care of a child.

At the beginning of the room, there was a huge skylight, which allowed her to lie in bed and see the night sky, and the wind would blow in through the skylight, blowing the wind chimes next to the bed, making a soft sound. It's not noisy, but it makes people feel quieter, like the sound of rain in the middle of the night.

She slept comfortably that night, and she didn't feel pleasant, but the peace of her mind spoke of it. She seemed to have forgotten everything, and just fell asleep, thinking that she was too tired.

What she didn't know was that it was just a dream that the lazy Belfinger had built for her, a dream where she could forget everything for a while, a dream that had nothing and no content.

At first, she didn't stay in the Demon Realm for long, and on the fourth day, the voice began to call her back, and then she left.

When leaving, Chu asked Mammon if he could give her the wind chime.

Mammon had a smug smile on her face, but then she pretended not to care.

"Since you have prayed so, then I will reward you. ”

When she first took off the wind chime, she saw something carved on the wind chime, it was seven angels, how strange it was, the gift from the demon was actually carved with angels.

"These are the seven virtues of the divine realm. Mammon stood aside and said lightly, "May they bless you." ”

"What about you?" said to Mammon at first, why didn't they carve themselves.

"We're demons. Mammon grinned, and her scarlet eyes blinked "viciously": "How can I bless you?"

"I haven't seen any of them. At first he seemed to understand what he didn't understand.

"You'll see. Mammon shrugged her shoulders: "When the time comes, you can beat them up as well." ”

Apparently, he has not forgotten what happened to him at the beginning.

Then, they will forgive you too. ”

Mammon said in a very soft voice, reaching out as if to pat Hatsu's shoulder, but when he saw his clawed palm, he put it down again.

"What did you say?" Chu didn't hear his words clearly, and was stunned for a moment.

"Nothing. Mammon waved her hand, "Let's go." ”

"Hmm. Chu hung the small wind chime around her waist and walked towards the door, and the bell rang softly as she walked.

"Sunday, oh no, Chu. Mammon suddenly stopped her.

"What's wrong?" Chu asked.

"If you don't like living there, you can always come back. Mammon spread her hands and said with a little embarrassment.

Chu lowered his eyes and nodded: "Okay." ”

With that, he left.

Mammon stood still, all she could think of was the laughter of the Leviathans.

"If you're not used to living there, you can always come back and see, Mammon what are you talking about, hahahaha. ”

This is the voice of the Leviathan.

"It's a bit stupid, but it's progress. "This is Asmontis's voice.

"Well done. This was Lucifer's faint reply.

"It's okay, at least Mammon knows how to express her feelings. Beelzebub was still gentle, but there was a smile in his tone.

"Well, is there anything wrong with what Mammon said?" said Satan not understanding what the others were laughing at.

“······” Belfinger fell asleep.

Damn, forget they're all here.

"You didn't hear anything just now!" Listening to their ridicule, Mammon angrily denied what she had just said.

Obviously, when I first left, the seven deadly sins came, but not in their own form.

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When she first returned to the wasteland, the voice found her for the first time.

However, it didn't speak immediately, and it seemed to notice something strange about Hatsu. There was an evil in Chu's body, an evil that she hadn't brought back.

But the voice was silent for a moment, and instead of breaking it, it turned to speak.

"You're back. ”

"Hmm. Hatsu replied to the sky.

"How's it going over there?"

"Much better than we have here. "Chu said honestly.

"Hmm. The voice paused awkwardly, and there was really no way to refute it.

Apostolic Wasteland, indeed, nothing.

"So, are you ready for your next mission?"

"Hmm. Hearing the task, Chu's expression became serious.

"This time, you're going to bring back Silver Desire (in case of shielding). ”

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Man has desires, or it is not an exaggeration to say that man is a creature made of desires.

The desire for money, the desire for power, the desire for fame, and even the desire for knowledge, the desire for the unknown, these are the fundamental driving forces that drive people's actions.

It can be said that the fact that human beings have been able to develop to this extent and evolve to this extent is inseparable from their desire to be stronger than any other living being.

And among all these desires, there is one of the most fundamental and primitive desires. It appeared almost at the same time as the desire to survive, which was already there when humans were apes.

In the beginning, of course, it was just a reproductive instinct.

It's just that as humans evolve more and more, this instinct gradually changes, and it is called surname desire (to prevent shielding), which occurs between the flesh, but the pleasure is above the spirit.

It's not dirty or dirty, and anyone who really knows it understands it, it's just a pure desire.

But since it is desire, there will be pursuit, and after countless eras, people have found the highest pursuit of surname desire.

They call this affection love.

It can push the pleasure of surname desire to the peak, and sublimate this desire to a higher level.

At least, that's what the person at this point thinks.

On the corner of the city street, neon lights flicker outside.

A woman in a suit leaned against the wall, she took a pack of cigarettes from her pocket with an indifferent expression, took one out of her mouth, and then casually pushed the lid of the lighter open and lit the flame.

The wind was a little strong, and she covered the fire with her hand and lit the cigarette in her mouth.

"Inhale, exhale—"

Gently exhaling a puff of smoke, the woman lowered her hand holding the cigarette and looked at the smoke in front of her.

In the drifting smoke, her face was blurred.