Episode 14 Angel Rebellion

Chapter 1: The Origins of Cholera

The gloomy environment is desolate, like a lifeless Gobi, or like a desperate backwood. Barriers, stretching across the sky, enclose the Hand of Hell, creating a gruesome dungeon that has no keepers and no one to guard it. The netherworld fire in the burning furnace flew in all directions, scorching the wandering elves, but it was dimmed, making the land even more desolate. Peace and tranquility never stop, and light and hope never cease. The blazing waves of fire set off torrents, and the fallen angels fell into the lake of magma tumbling and drowned in the whirlwind of raging fire.

Almost everyone who has been to the Hand of Hell will not have a very far impression of this place from the description above, but today's Little Iron Fence Mountain is very different. The sky is sprinkled with snow-white flocculents, like heavy snow, more like catkins rising with the wind. They fall on the spirits who have lost their souls, and when the amount of snow accumulates to a certain level, an elf will look at the world carefully as if suddenly awakened from sleep, and then slowly gather under the call of their companions who have already woken up.

The soul is an energy body, but the energy body is not necessarily a soul. All things have spirits, and these fallen angels are no exception, and their spirits are very similar to human souls, but they are more powerful than human beings. In the past, they slept in the lake of fire, only because the crimson tulips absorbed part of their spirituality, causing them to lose their sense of autonomy, and now the flying catkins most likely make up for their defects and make them stand up again.

"Have you figured out the properties of those flying snows? ”

Cerbenos, the upper world was cursed for killing gods, and he slept in the endless reincarnation of the world of a thousand waters, and was finally awakened by me by chance. He was a seeker of power, and his curse was also related to power. His angelic power will continue to grow over time after awakening, but for this he will be tormented by more negative factors such as pain. Because he was defeated by me when he woke up, he chose to stay in the underworld as the chief of the god of death, and now his strength must have surpassed me, but he has no intention of scheming, and he still enjoys the work of the god of death, as if he can find relief from it.

"The broken spirit comes from a thousand waters. Cherbenos dragged his chin thoughtfully, his brow slightly furrowed as if worried, and he pointed out, "These fallen angels are not what they used to be, and there must be someone behind them." I'm going to study with the Alien and the Invisible, and as a guardian angel, he's sure to have some good ideas. ”

The broken spirit came from a thousand waters, which means that a thousand waters appeared and a tributary rushed to the underworld. A similar incident occurred shortly after I took the throne of Hades, and the infamous Chaos Apostle was Ihong. Yi Hong is one of the Seven God Emperors who have manifested in the prophecy of a thousand waters, and he broke the embankment of a thousand waters, forming a tributary to join the River Styx, and then let the vain power of the Sea of Chaos flood the underworld.

That year, the black snow covered the Styx, and it was the help of the Illusory Water Clan Patriarch Blue Spirit that Mercury invited to subdue the Chaos Beast. It's just that although Lan Ling helped us, he didn't tell us how to prevent such a thing from happening again, and now it is really a headache to encounter such a situation again.

"Lord Hades, these were the top warriors in the Heavenly Realm back then, and those huge divine bodies could make the Underworld pay a great price, you have to think twice!" At this time, he was extremely worried, and even his tone of voice became more respectful.

"Layout of the battlefield, find a way to solve it yourself, don't ask me about everything!Inform Mercury to contact Emilan, and say that the underworld needs her help!" I waved my hand, impatiently letting Randy leave, and the latter went down to explain the matter in fear.

It is impossible to deal with this matter with Lan Ling again, because although Lan Ling helped us last time, it was based on the Illusion Water Tribe's obligation to monitor the Sea of Chaos, and now that only the Thousand Rivers are leaking, he will not come to help. Therefore, the only way to deal with this matter is to go to Prescia, the guardian god of a thousand waters, but Prescia, the divine envoy, is not a responsible person. You go to her to deal with this matter immediately, and she is likely to answer you with words like "I know", "I will deal with it", and in the end, it may be that the war in the underworld is over, and she is still sunbathing on Dongxuan Beach. She is such a person, otherwise it would not have been Lan Ling who would have dealt with it last time.

But Prescia had to find it, but it had to find the right person. Because of the problem of authority, Prescia did not know many people in Qianshui, and most of the oracles, even the gods, did not buy it. is the only one who has a soft spot for the Terrans, and the reason is that her enjoyment-loving character can only be satisfied by the Terrans, and the only big person in the Terrans who can come forward for my underworld in the most efficient way is the princess of War Song, Yi Meilan.

"Your Majesty, Princess Warsong is here!"

Yi Meilan is a violent woman with a strange temper, a short protection and a lack of dedication, but she can't deny her many shining advantages, and always pursuing the principles of integrity and fair trade is one of them, which is the most important reason why the underworld is willing to establish a long-term relationship with her.

"I can't wait here indefinitely, if you don't give the order now, and then I'll go up and help you cut them down. Either send someone to inform me when the war breaks out, but then the responsibility for not finding me will not be on my head. "Yi Meilan's sincerity can be seen if she can take the initiative to come, and this is by no means to shirk responsibility.

"The Thousand Waters Tributaries are continuous, and it will be impossible to fight so many fallen angels, so I implore Her Royal Highness to assist us in convincing Lord Prescia to cut off the Thousand Waters Tributaries. "The fallen angels of the hand of hell cannot be counted accurately, but it is estimated that there are at least three million, because they were discovered in time, and there are only a few thousand awakened now, but as the snow gets heavier and heavier, the speed of awakening is probably getting faster and faster.

"After cutting off the tributaries, there is nothing to do with me?"

"After that, everything will be as your Highness wishes!" I smiled politely at Imiran.

"That's right. These fallen angels remind me of a person, that is, that incident made me pay an irreparable price for a lifetime, and I also owe you to the underworld, if I could, I would like to personally slash all the fallen angels here, but I really don't have time to squander here, so let's go find Prescia!" The wound caused by the seventh priest war to Yi Meilan could not be healed for a long time, and she sighed that she was going to take me away.

"Your Highness, do I need any gifts for Lord Prescia?" I called out to Imiran, who blinked and looked at me inexplicably.

"The new edition of Fashion Weekly, I've lent it to you!" Yi Meilan casually threw over a booklet, which was full of trendy women's clothing.

It's so familiar with the dress, is Lin Xinyue's usual dress based on this? I followed behind Yi Meilan, casually flipping through the pages, but I didn't find anything attractive.