Listen, is this talking about human language?

It's just a Seraphim.

If this is an ordinary miscellaneous angel Ziliang would have endured it, then does the Seraphim have anything to do with the word 'just'?

Well, Ziliang still understands the person of Konstantin, he is the kind of person who owes him 2 yuan, and he can treat you as the top duck who has given him enough prostitution, neither favors nor shame.

However, this guy is a suitable sin fragment, so Ziliang had no choice but to scold a few words, and then agreed.

Of course, getting the Seraphs can't be solved by rushing over with an axe and chopping them, so Ziliang is not in a hurry first, what he has to do now is to talk to Moriarty first.

At night, Ziliang and the others finally returned to the hospital.

He didn't talk much nonsense, and when he came in, he went straight to the [library] and pushed the door open.

"Moriarty, come out, I need to talk to you." Ziliang shouted.

But before he could finish howling, Moriarty appeared, or rather, Ziliang saw him, because this guy was still walking at the table and reading.

Ziliang walked over directly: "What are you holding in your hand?" He asked.

Moriarty: "Oh, do I have it?" Of course it's a book......" he replied without looking up.

"Of course I know it's a book, I'm asking, what kind of book is it!"

Moriarty smiled and picked up the book a little...... Ziliang clearly saw that on the cover, the words "Hell" were written.

"Where did you get that?"

Moriarty replied unhurriedly, "I went to find some of the original inhabitants of this plane and gave them some sweetness, and they were naturally willing to help me. ”

"Why didn't you tell me before you acted?"

"Action?" Moriarty smiled: "Is this also an action?" Hehe, that's not counting, I'm just curious about what is written in this book, and then I'll take a look......"

Ziliang was angry when he heard the word "that's it" now, and he immediately interrupted Moriarty's words.

"Don't pretend to be innocent there, you know I'm looking for this book too, right, so you did it first, and you know how I'm going to find it, so which family did you contact first, and you designed the death of the connector...... I'm just using a 'bombed phone', right, after all, the phone is a novelty in this day and age, and you gave it to that self-righteous family bastard......"

"Oh, you're not entirely right, I just fiddled with my phone in front of that 'family bastard' for a while, and when he saw that I had this kind of thing, he was curious and grabbed it......"

"yes, you want to say it wasn't something you planned, did you? After that, the phone exploded in his jacket pocket, and the whole family was armed with guns to kill us...... These things, you want to say that they are all coincidences, right? ”

"Well——— you say that, it really doesn't seem like a coincidence...... Moriarty said with a smile: "Okay, these are indeed my plans, but I just want to test your strength, after all, we are now considered people in the same boat, I have not seen you show your strength at all since I joined until now, I am an unarmed ordinary person, it is inevitable that I will be insecure...... So it's understandable that I want to know how good my friends really are. ”

"So, you designed to put us on the blacklist of the biggest underground families in all of London?"

"yes, isn't this normal, and seeing that you came back so quickly, it must be easy for you to deal with such a family."

Ziliang rubbed his head bitterly, he really felt that a brainless friend like Old Joey was too cute.

"Okay, let's settle this account later, now, hurry up and give me the book." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Moriarty.

"Oh, oh, wait a minute." Moriarty said: "I didn't expect you to come back so soon, so I haven't finished reading it yet...... Please give me a moment, okay. ”

"Hey, you let us get shot, didn't you just want to read a book for a while?" Ziliang shouted.

Moriarty smiled and crossed over to the topic......

"I didn't expect that there really were places like 'heaven' and 'hell' in this world, and I didn't expect those places to be so interesting."

"Yes, but you don't have to expect too much, you'll go to hell sooner or later, now, hurry up and give me the book." Ziliang said, in fact, his brain was already urging him to hurry up and grab the book.

Unexpectedly......

When Moriarty heard this, it seemed as if something suddenly came to mind...... He looked up.

"yes, I'm going to hell sooner or later, hahaha." He smiled and said, "It's amazing, I can't imagine that I can experience such a magical thing as crossing the plane when I am alive, and after I die, I can go to hell!" Furniture – I can't wait. ”

Ziliang's face was helpless, and he wondered how the fragments of sin he had recruited were more problematic than the other.

As he pondered, he pulled the book from Moriarty's hand.

"Damn, it's hard for me to hang out with you lunatics every day." Ziliang scolded, and then walked out of the [library] without looking back, leaving only Moriarty, who was still immersed in the joy of 'he will go to hell sooner or later'.

......

After Ziliang finally got "Hell", let's talk about the archangel 'Gabriel'.

Shortly after Constantine left, Gabriel continued to sit in his chair as he had for many years, as if thinking about something.

More than 20 years ago, he came to earth to accept this trial, and since God really didn't tell him too clearly what his trial was on earth, Gabriel became a master of theology......

Well...... In fact, he didn't even use the word 'incarnation', he just prayed normally in various churches, and the smell of piety on his body was enough to make many mortals notice him.

Among these people, there are also some elites of high society.

In this way, within a few years, Gabriel naturally squeezed into the upper circles of this world, and even joined the 'Cambridge Club'.

And what he did in the Cambridge Club, just like at this moment, sitting......

Of course, he usually chats with the 'world elites', listens to them talk about the world, and tells his prayers...... Over time, he became something like the 'Priest at the Cambridge Club'.