It's a very vague pattern, and even if you look at it, you won't be able to recognize what it is.

But as the pages unfolded, Chen Yan clearly felt a breath spreading, like silence, like death. Before you know it, the battlefield is foggy, and the gray fog is everywhere, drowning all living beings. The angel clan and the demon legion all loomed in the mist, looking at each other, but they didn't seem to see their companions.

In this foggy world, all life seems to be alone.

Chen Yan was also surrounded by some mist, and he frowned and sensed it slightly.

It's so cold, so lonely.

I want to ...... Sink.

No, it's not!

Chen Yan's heart jumped, how could it be, how could he want to sink. I still have a lot of things to do, and I have to come back. How can it be sunk? How should it sink? If this is not their own will, then ......

Chen Yan's gaze turned to the vast battlefield, and his heart sank.

This is the power of the demons.

What he saw, what he was about to see, was the third demon.

In front of the battlefield, Babylon the Great still stood on the huge seven-headed beast, holding aloft the Book of Demons. In her hands, the pages were fully open, and new patterns were taking shape. It was a sea of clouds, and below the sea of clouds was also an ancient battlefield, with corpses and broken weapons all over the battlefield. Flags burned, and there was a mess everywhere. But there was still a group of warriors standing, looking up at the sky.

What are they looking at? Looking at that sea of clouds?

No.

They were looking at a figure, a figure descending from a sea of clouds. It was a lonely, small, untraceable figure. He disappeared into the sea of clouds, and it didn't seem to exist. But it was such a small figure, but it seemed to attract all the attention of the battlefield. He was unassuming, unobtrusive, and held a small trumpet in his hand. There are wings on his back, and he wears a white robe, which is like a sacred.

Then he raised his horn and blew it.

The pages of the Book of Majin glow so brightly that it is no longer possible to see the patterns in them. Chen Yan felt that his eyes were stinging, and hurriedly closed them, and when he opened them again after the light disappeared, he immediately saw a new figure.

A small figure like a picture on the page.

The head of a skull, a crisp white robe, wings, and a horn.

A...... An angel in the form of a skeleton.

The new demon is actually an angel?

Chen Yan suddenly felt a little unbelievable, could it be that the Great Babylon, no, the Book of Demons didn't know that they were going to face Shaliye? What is it about calling an angel? Apart from those supreme archangels, what other angel can be above Shaliye?

However, it is clear that the Book of Demons will not agree with Chen Yan's thoughts. Just as it summoned a new demon, the page closed. It reverted to the big, heavy, unpretentious book, with a dull and ordinary surface.

The new Majin Angel stood in the sky in front of it, his head bowed, silently looking at it and the Babylon the Great who held it.

"Don't try to take it." Babylon the Great hid the Book of Demons behind him, and looked at the Demons Angel with bright eyes.

"Are you our new companion? I feel the same roots we have. So, help us now! We need your strength! My army needs your strength. ”

Hearing her words, the demon angel's gaze dimmed, and he turned his head to look at the noisy battlefield, at the angel who sang wildly, at the demon who followed one after another, and also at ...... It seems to be a giant arm that supports heaven and earth.

"Shaliye......" his skeletal jaw opened and closed, and he said the name.

"Our Lord...... Has it already arrived? ”

"Hey! What are you talking about? Babylon the Great was startled. Are you really from the angels? Which side are you going to be on? ”

Hearing this, everyone was stunned. Yes, although the Book of Demons can summon demons, it doesn't stipulate that demons must be in a group. Although the demons summoned before all stood together, since an alternative like Chen Yan existed alone. I can't tell if I'm going to be summoned right now...... He was in the form of an angel, and he knew Shaliye, so it was all too likely that he was on the side of the angel.

That's embarrassing......

No one knows what kind of power this demon angel has, but since he can walk out of the Book of Demons, there must be a strong side to him. If he does turn against himself here...... Everyone shuddered and didn't dare to think about it anymore.

In front of everyone's eyes, the demon angel tilted his head, as if waiting for Shaliye's answer. But he didn't wait for anything, Archangel Shaliye's metal giant arm was still trying to shake, expanding the rift. He didn't seem to notice that he was still on the battlefield.

So the demon angel was silent, and he slowly raised the horn and brought it to his mouth.

"The Lord has not come."

"The world of the Lord is still filthy."

"Lord, need me, blow the trumpet."

The horn of "...... beep" sounded......

At that moment, the whole world seemed to stand still, and the gray sea of fog suddenly froze, enveloping countless lives. All the creatures in the sea of mist, whether angels or demons, felt an incomparably deep coolness in an instant, as if an invisible force grabbed them and pulled them towards a door.

A door that cannot be seen, but exists.

The door of death.

"He's ...... Angel of Death......" a demon cried out hoarsely as he spat out blood. Then he fell down and died, followed by the second demon, the third demon, the first angel, the second angel......

In the battlefield, countless figures fell in rows like cut wheat. They were dead before they touched the ground, and all that fell was the corpses. They died so quickly, so simply, as if they had no life in the first place, just a mass of dead things. The horns of angels echoed in the sky above them, so far-reaching and long-lasting.

At the sound of the trumpet, the sky began to burn, and hail and fire fell to the ground with blood, and the earth shattered, and a third of the ground was burned. Life, extinguished in the flames, is so fragile and insignificant.

The small is like a speck of dust, and the small is like the angel himself.

"Whew!" The lava giant summoned by the Hell Knight howled loudly, and his body peeled off piece by piece. His huge body is not immune to death. It's just a little slower and more painful than the average demon. He roared and howled, reaching out to the Hellknight, as if trying to save him, but before he could respond, he died.

The sound of the trumpet still echoes, taking more lives with it. A third of the people died, and another third died.

Finally, countless cracks appeared in the arm of the huge Shaliye in the center of the battlefield. In the eyes of all......

Shattered.

In this world, there has never been justice, if there must be......

Well, its name should be death.