After completing this attack, Fitz inserted his giant sword to the ground again, raised his head, and looked at Zhou Chu who fell from the sky, ready to give this guy who dared to tease her a heavy punch, and then ended the battle. Fitz believed that the huge power and magic energy brought by his second demonization could definitely wrap the opponent's body with one blow, breaking up the dark and ugly things, and also make him vomit blood. If his defense is worse, he might be seriously injured and unconscious.

At this moment, all Fitz was thinking about was to have fun first and talk about the rest.

But her wish is destined to fail.

Zhou Chu was still falling, and Fitz's giant sword slashed horizontally was very explosive, and he directly hit him a few dozen meters high. It was almost twenty or thirty stories high before Zhou Chu fell down.

After being knocked away and then to the highest point, then falling, Zhou Chu's mind circled countless thoughts - of course, it was not the replay and perception of life before his death, but the fact that he was thinking, judging, and making a decision.

When Feiz was still more than ten meters above the ground, he had already made a heavy blow to aim at him who was about to fall, Zhou Chu made a decision. This decision was somewhat inconsistent with the loss of feelings, and the completely rational and calm him was more like the previous one.

Because this decision was a bit gambled.

At the moment of making the decision, including Killery, Gao Ming and others not far away, and Fitz, suddenly I felt that the sky was lit up at that moment.

It's not an illusion, but because it's really brighter, because something with light appears.

Fitz's wish finally fell into vain. She opened her eyes in surprise. The thin slit in her pupils were like a cat's pupil. It seemed that because of surprise, and because of the light, she seemed to be slightly oval. She didn't know how she should describe the scene she saw. The human being who was originally expected to fall straight towards her fist was now showing something that did not belong to him, or that it did not belong to this hell, and even said that it should not appear in hell at all.

A pair of bright and soft, narrow, long and beautiful light wings were slapped and swayed behind him, which made the human being not continue to fall in the air, but just floated in the air and stared at her condescendingly.

The bright, soft white light, the light feathers faintly visible in the white light. She could look directly but dare not touch it, carrying some strange energy that could make her instinctively feel fear, and told her what exactly was the pair of wings with bright and soft white light in front of her.

Angel's Wings!

He is an angel?!

Fitz quickly immediately rejected this idea, even if he had never seen it. But Bailucifer, Azazle, and his king, Samar were all fallen angels. Fitz also knew that the angels not only hated all energy with negative substances and attributes, but also resisted and could not possess and merged. The power of death and anger that Lord Samar had before was also pure, without any negative attributes, was just the literal meaning of death and anger. It was not until after the fall that Lord Samar's death and anger brought unique negative attributes and power that belonged to Lord Samar himself.

And when the person in front of him unfolded the pair of dazzling angel wings from behind him, the black and red shadow condensed by death and resentment on his body did not dissipate. And because it did not dissipate, it seemed even more strange and contrasting, but in any case, he was not an angel.

Could it be another fallen angel? Fez also denied this idea. The fallen angels, for no reason, have no exception, when they fall, their wings are either burned out or in the process of fall and fall, through some irreversible process, the originally pure white light feathers will eventually turn into black wings with black light and evil aura, but the wings on the back of the person in front of them are pure white and soft, without any contamination.

Zhou Chu floated in the air and looked at Fitz: "Can you become demonized for the third time?"

Fitz took a step back vigilantly, and saw that the other party seemed to have no intention of attacking, so he raised her eyebrows: "Why should I tell you this?"

"Although I really want to try, if I continue to try, one person between us will probably be injured, and that would be a little bit more costly." Zhou Chu said, and then added, "I think we should be allies, or even if we are not allies, we will not be enemies that must be alive to death."

Fitz narrowed his eyes: "Why do you think so?"

"Intuition." Zhou Chu did not avoid the topic, but answered directly, "I can feel that you have no malice or murderous intentions. It is more about temptation and wanting to see my strength. In short, it is my intuition that tells me that you are not an enemy."

In fact, it is not just intuition, but also a certain judgment and analysis. If we follow the statement of the female demon who suddenly appeared, then Mamon knew about their arrival when they arrived in hell and sent Fitz. Fez probably had followed them before and after they arrived in Tataril, but did not take action - with the character of Mamon mentioned by Kiliri and Atama, he probably would not give Fitz any orders to stare at, and most likely he would only kill them directly.

But Feiz did not execute it, but followed it all the way here, and it was impossible for them to notice it, and only appeared here. At the beginning, Zhou Chu did feel that she had no malice, but was more just curiosity and temptation. Even if she was angry by Zhou Chu's intentional whip and teasing from a long distance, Zhou Chu still did not feel the murderous intent coming from her instinctive consciousness.

So she must have a purpose, and the greater possibility is that she is still more loyal to the disappearing Samar.

But everything was just speculation, so Zhou Chu spread his angel wings to force the other party to shock and gain the rhythm of initiative and conversation. Such a decision can only be said to be a bit of gambling. This was not what he should have done, but when he was flying and knocked away, he made such a decision and spread his wings.

Next, it depends on his decision, or whether what he bets is correct.

Fez's amber eyes stared at Zhou Chu in the air for a while before he said slowly.

"Although I want to continue fighting, but as you said, if we continue fighting, one of us will be injured, which is not fun. Then I will say it clearly. If you can confirm something to me, then I will take you directly to see Lord Mamon, and you can avoid heavy casualties in. Lord Mamon has a bad temper."

“What is confirmed?”

"It proves that you have something to do with Lord Samael." Fitz said bluntly about his purpose. It was naturally his reason for Kiliri to follow him, and this principle is probably the same as what she hoped, so she said it directly.

"This is easy to deal with." Zhou Chu said, and the dark shadows dissipated, and then he said to Alesha, "I have nothing to do with Samar. I have something to do with Cain. Samar's words are her."

Fitz did not ask whether Zhou Chu had a relationship with Cain. For her, that was not important at all, so she turned to Alesha on the other side.

"I'm almost a display card." Alesha complained in dissatisfaction, but under Fitz's gaze, she once again showed the power of Samar she possessed.

Compared to Kiliri, Fitz, who had always been following Samar, was naturally able to distinguish Samar's breath and power more than Kiliri. So when she saw Alesa's display, she had confirmed that this little girl did possess Samar's power, and at least one third of it, and it was even likely that she would choose one of the reincarnation bodies she wanted after Samar disappeared. Otherwise, it would be impossible that she would have so pure and so many power and breaths that she would gather purely on her body.

"I really miss it... Lord Samar."

Fitz sighed and said to Zhou Chu in the sky.

"You can come down. The wings are so bright. I feel uncomfortable. In addition, I will take you to see Mamon directly. The rest depends on your own."

The land of anger and death, the palace of anger and death.

The cold and evil palace, which was originally filled with black and death, has been redecorated by Mamon to be magnificent, and is not considered magnificent, but all the places that can be replaced with gold and jewelry have been replaced by him. So if the lights are lit to illuminate the entire palace, it will be extremely luxurious.

But Mamon doesn't like light, so the entire palace presents a strange dark gold tone in the darkness. In such a strange dark gold tone, Mamon is tapping his fat fingers on his tall golden throne, humming the unique tune of the demon clan in hell.

He felt a little bored...it was just boring. He was too long in hell and life was too comfortable, so he was always bored easily. In order not to be bored, Mamon began to think about whether to go to Belusaibabu and see what gold or treasures could be found. Otherwise, it would be fine with Belia?

No, that guy Beria is too lazy. Even if he emptys his palace, he will not bother to be serious with himself. At most, he will send someone to take it back later. Leviathan? It seems to be a good choice, but the more exciting one should be Lucifer. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. Read.)
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