"I'll come back to you."

After a few words, the lattice angel disappeared.

The only thing left in the alley was the standing Charles, and the unconscious stowaway beside him.

Gabriel was in a hurry because of the information provided by Charles.

In fact, Charles didn't say anything, just told the information about the group of bank robbers he met when he first came to the meeting—it represented a move by God.

It wasn't much of a use to Charles, but it was clearly a very important thing for the angel just now.

"I hope you mean what you say."

He muttered, looking down at the stowaway,

The conversation was brief, and Charles didn't even mention his true purpose, claiming that he was looking for God with another angel and had some clues.

This is a desperate move.

If he could, Charles wanted to get the information about the illusion ability directly from the other party, but the first time they met, it was a little unpleasant, and he came up and said that this matter was obviously only a fool could do.

If possible, he tried to grab it, but Charles felt that he couldn't beat him.

Whether it was spirits or anything else, he didn't feel like he had any chance of winning in the face of a being who could create a temporary world with the wave of his hand.

This is actually normal, after all, the other party belongs to one of the archangels, and the archangels seem to be already the top combat power in this world.

If you can't take it by force, then you can only try it slowly.

He hadn't figured out how to make a profit from the other side, but in any case, it would never go wrong to pull it to a front first.

Charles believed that if the other party did investigate, he would notice that something was wrong, and he would come to the door again - he vaguely revealed that he knew more than that.

"Now, it's better to do something."

Thinking so, he raised his leg and kicked the unlucky guy under him a few times, and he didn't know if it was dirty water or excrement.

The other party quickly woke up, got up, and subconsciously wiped the corners of his mouth before seeing the existence of Charles, so his blank face was furious: "What the—"

With snapping of his fingers, his words were quietly withdrawn without finishing them.

"A guy named Gabriel hit you, not me." Faced with the other party's confused gaze, Charles explained, and then said, "Now, I want to enter purgatory. ”

"Do you have any money? Or other babes? The mentally handicapped stowaway asked hesitantly. I didn't dwell on the fact that I was beaten.

Still asking me for money?

Hearing this, Charles raised his eyebrows and said, "I owe it first, and I will come out and give it to you together." ”

"However, I have never paid anyone on credit......

"It's not that this time, it's a big deal to give you more when I come back."

"Okay......" After thinking about it, the stowaway nodded reluctantly, and without even asking how much he was giving, he turned around and walked towards the clearing of the alley with Charles.

There was a wall that was also covered in graffiti, but when Charles looked closely, he found that the graffiti was not simple, outlining all kinds of unique symbols, but also full of inexplicable patterns.

He didn't look long.

The stowaway pressed his hand to the wall, and the wall became illusory and hazy, and he motioned for Charles to follow, leading the way inside.

——

The sky was dark and blue, without sunlight, but not pitch black, and the sky was silent and eerie, surrounded by a gray woodland overgrown with straight, leafless trees called the Black Dead Tree, which had never been seen before.

It is surrounded by a glade in the woods, which is quite barren and rocky.

Perhaps because of the excitement of entering another world, the middle-aged smuggler in front of him no longer looked sluggish before and became much clearer.

"I'll be here to pick you up in three days, remember, don't be late...... Hell, did I get water in my head? Why did you agree to pay on credit later? ”

He cursed, turned around again, and disappeared from here.

Charles stepped forward and touched it, but found nothing there.

"Space spells? Or something else? “

A little curious, but Charles didn't think much about it, and a faint wolf howl caught his attention.

The world was gray now, similar to the Dead Forest he had entered, but more alive.

The wolf's howl came from the depths of the woods, and it seemed far away, but it was not long before it sounded again as if it were close at hand.

Then, under Charles's strange gaze, he found himself surrounded.

Many monsters came from all sides of the clearing, with human wolf heads, gray fur all over their bodies, scarlet eyes, sharp claws, and walking on all fours, and at a cursory glance, there were no less than ten of them.

A hint from the True Eye, indicating that they are called Werewolf Ghosts.

"So sharp? Because of the special spatial fluctuations? ”

He was a little puzzled by the speed of these monsters, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and as soon as his mind moved, a gray mist swirled around his body.

The approaching werewolf ghosts whimpered, and vanished into streamers of light that spread out their wings behind Charles.

If it weren't for Deathwing, Charles would have had to figure out how to get to this place. But the reality is that, relying on the soul-sucking nature, he can be completely at home here.

"However, it is said that in addition to the monster ghosts in Purgatory, there is also a physical monster called Leviathan...... I should still be careful. ”

Muttering, he glanced around at the forest that had returned to silence, a little unsure of where to start.

So he thought about it, and he pulled out a cold gray thread from his wings and it was still on the ground.

Under the mist, I saw this thing turn into the kind of werewolf monster I had just encountered.

"Can you speak?" He asked.

The werewolf whimpered and slowly retreated, looking like a stupid dog.

Obvious.

Charles shook his head, flicked his wings and put it away, then reappeared with a silver-bordered card.

"Take me to the monsters that can communicate."

He commanded the card.

With inexplicable power, the card turned into a handful of smoke without being crushed by Charles, and after falling to the ground through his fingers, he turned into the werewolf again.

This time, it didn't hesitate to appear, and turned around and ran in a certain direction of the forest.

Charles followed.

Aside from the peculiar gray color of the whole world, this ghostly and silent forest beneath your feet is actually no different from a normal forest, with dead branches and leaves, insects climbing, and all kinds of rainforest details.

However, with the exception of these dull trees called the Black Dead Trees, even the tiniest bugs belong to the ranks of ghosts.

God knows why bugs can turn into ghosts......

But since I came here, the wings on my back have never been lifted.

Charles did not refuse to come, and everywhere he walked, all the "living creatures" turned into gray streamers and were absorbed by him.

So the already quiet forest became even quieter.

Under Charles' control, the werewolf ghost running in front of him was not affected by the wings, but the special deterrent power clearly made the thing quite cramped, and it was running faster and faster.

As a result, the woods on both sides swept by, and a man and a wolf rushed in a certain direction of the forest.

There was no time to distinguish between them, and after about half an hour, they came to a remote clearing, surrounded by a gray forest

Charles then meets a physical monster that he was talking about.

Or rather, it's not an entity, it's a liquid.

A puddle of black liquid was now flowing on the surface of a half-human-high gray stone, and when I looked at it, the details came into view.

[God's creation, Leviathan's 19th vertebrae]

[It is one of the components of the monster Leviathan]

[Its life is connected to other Leviathan organs]

[It's older than angels]

……

The True Eye seemed strange to be prompted by this.

But no matter how strange it is, it is an indisputable fact that it belongs to the ranks of the top monsters of Purgatory.

Seeing this, Charles couldn't help but look at the werewolf ghost who brought him here.

However, after completing the task, the thing was already free, and after whimpering, it slipped into the bushes and prepared to escape.

It's a pity that under Charles's cold snort, in the end, it forcibly turned into a streamer and was absorbed back by the wings.

Under the effect of talents, ghosts who have completed tasks will naturally be able to regain their freedom.

But no one could tell the Charles not to grab them again.