Arkhangel was once a glorious angel of Akon who bowed to darkness for a long time, acting as an eyeliner to light.

Back then, as a surveillance oracle, he was different from the mastiff-headed Yakong, who often served as a scout in the Celestial Realm, and Arkhangel needed to lurk in the Nine Prisons of Bato all year round, spying on the military in the devil's lair.

However, it was all the old calendar, and now he has changed his face and began to serve Bartow wholeheartedly.

He became a fallen angel.

It's just that the habits that have been cultivated for tens of thousands of years are not easy to change, and Arkhangel is still obsessed with those ancient technologies.

And he often researches and improves it.

"Garingen, Scarlet Nairn's Roots, Human Heart, Troll Fat, Nightshade, Hellcat's Droppings, Void Salt, ......"

Carefully adjusting the weight of the material in his hand, the ebony wings fluttered slightly with Arkhangel's movements, highlighting how cautious the fallen angel, who was only five feet tall and weighed about 120 pounds, was at this time.

“...... Oh, and I need some sap from the Crow Flowers. ”

Suddenly thinking of something, he once again threw some new "condiments" into the cauldron in front of him, and the cloudy soup that had originally taken on the color of expired cheese instantly became crystal clear.

Gently crush a piece of dried leaf of "cima", sprinkle the fine leaf residue all over the surface of the liquid medicine, and a thin layer of smoke rises on the clear soup, and all the dried leaves volatilize due to spontaneous combustion.

"It's done!"

Although it has been configured countless times, Arkhangel can't help but feel happy every time it succeeds.

For it was his pleasure - to concoct poisons—especially these deadly poisons that threatened life in the lower realms.

You know, such potions are rare, but any knowledgeable pharmacist will know how difficult it is.

Whether it is the Tanari demon or the Batzu devil, ordinary poison can be called a drink to them.

However, Arkhangel's "poison" is different, and the potion he configures is just as effective or even more deadly against the creatures of the lower realm.

It was with his own unique skills that this former spy envoy repeatedly foiled the plots of some powerful beings in the lower realms, and at the same time saved his own lives many times, and was finally promoted by the gods to ordinary Akong Angels and canonized as a legendary creature.

Forced to be trapped in the Acid Mist Canyon plane at the mercy of the "God of Virtual Games" Stiem, Arkhangel didn't want to sit still, so he prepared more poison than ever before.

Removing the cauldron from the spell furnace, he poured all the brewed potion into a large test tube that had been prepared in advance, covered it with a cork, and then rested it on the test tube rack that occupied an entire wall of the potion lab.

Countless test tubes were on display, sparkling with a dementoring light, all of which Arkhangel had prepared for the impending "Worm Tide".

Of all the Barto commanders who chose to hold the camp, he was the most resolute and clear-cut.

Because he didn't believe Stiem's warnings.

Arkhangel rebelled from the heavenly realm because he recognized the hypocrisy of the god he had served so closely. Although he heard Stiem's warning, he still stubbornly believed that it was a play on words by the gods.

"The brightest minds often come out of the darkest environments...... "The fallen angel stretched his wings, moved his neck, which was sore from the long-term preparation of potions, and muttered to himself, "...... And the most depraved acts are often hidden in the most noble slogans. ”

Instead of using darkness as a disguise, he now sees darkness as his ally, hiding in the fortified fortress of Bartow, Al Khanger-Sko, to give him a sense of inner peace.

Stim's suggestion to "flee to the Broken Canyon" always brings back memories of his previous exile, and the legendary fallen angel firmly believes that it is another trick of the gods.

However, he still made a lot of preparations, compared to other purebred Batzu commanders who kept raising and strengthening the city walls, trying to passively and passively defend against the possible "tide of worms", Arkhangel chose a more active and suitable way for himself.

He has a poison that can poison one plane.

And the terrifying thing is that with the exception of Arkhangel and some particularly powerful creatures, including the Batzu Devil, all the creatures in the Acid Mist Canyon plane are unable to resist the invasion of this poison.

The fallen angel did not have a good impression of his men, and he did not believe in the loyalty of these demons. Coincidentally, the Batzu have similar feelings for Arkhangel.

"What primordial Batzu could believe in fallen angels?"

The pipe in his mouth glowed faintly, and the curling green smoke enveloped the Barb Demon Scout Captain who was whispering against the commander.

"Those guys were originally celestial creatures, Balzer...... The leader of the fallen angels, even now, is still plotting against the great Lord of Nessus, the king of the Nine Hells. ”

It's a group of barbed scouts chatting with names they want to mention but don't dare to utter fully - "Balzebu" refers to the "Flying Worm" who rules over the seventh level of Batoul - he was originally the powerful and handsome King of the Angels of Akong, who was thrown into Hell for his arrogance, and then reprimanded for plotting to assassinate the King of the Nine Hells, and after the failure of the operation known as "Paying the Bill", Balzebu became a slug.

Even though Arkhangel was not a subordinate of Barzeb, because he was also from the Akong Angels, the original Batzu Devil under his command had little respect for the leader.

Although these demons are not only subject to the Bato class, but also subject to the general banner issued by Stim, in private, they still obey Arkhangel's orders.

"The commander of this fortress and his subordinates are in ...... same way"

In the mist above the fortress of Arkhangel-Sko, a small airship sails quietly.

On the flight deck, Quest was holding a phonograph-like instrument in his hand, listening carefully to the message.

At the feet of the barbed demon scouts, an ordinary stone was placed, but there was a lot of information inside, not only a lead-acid battery, but also a twisted pair brass sound receiver that was sending an electromagnetic signal.

Just when Quest wanted to hear other news, and then drove the "Ghost-faced Fish" back to drive the traction city forward, the warning bell suddenly rang in his "headphones".

Someone attacked Arrang-Sko.