Facing Leviathan's greetings, Aimu was stunned for a moment. The appearance of Leviathan and Sai Zong was a bit beyond imagination, and even Aimu couldn't keep up with his thoughts for a while.

Encountering any living creature other than yourself in this ghostly place will only make you more frightened.

After a delay, Aimu faintly realized something, and panic engulfed her little by little. She already knew the answer, but she still couldn't help but ask again.

"who are you?"

"oh."

Leviathan paused and said sheepishly, "Sorry, this seems to be our first formal meeting."

He straightened his body, extended his broad palm to Aimu, and introduced himself at the same time.

"As you can see, I am a devil, you can call me...Leviathan."

Leviathan said and looked at the corpse lying aside, and continued, "As for Bologo, he is my chosen one."

The evil words were like a cold wind, invading Aimu's body. She could feel that her consciousness began to become hazy, and the phantom pain of being stabbed by ice shards was also felt on her body. The coldness crawled along her throat, freezing her eyes.

lung.

"It's really an unprecedented crisis..."

While trying to stay calm, Aimu murmured in her heart that the crises she encountered one after another before came from these hateful devils. Even when she recalled it now, Aimu still felt scared about what she experienced at that time.

Nowadays, these devils no longer hide themselves, but appear openly in front of our eyes.

Too bad, so bad.

I don't know where this operation started to go out of control, and no one knows the final outcome.

"Bologo, is he your chosen one?" Aimu forced himself to stay calm, "In other words, you took Bologo's soul?"

"Hmm? You can understand it that way." Leviathan pretended to be deep in thought.

Aimu's expression remained unchanged, and the corner of her sight fell on Qian Jie lying on the ground. She was thinking about how quickly she could grab the sword, and whether she could make such a slash before the devils could react.

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"I don't really recommend you do that."

Leviathan interrupted Amu's random thoughts, and as if he could see through Amu's mind, he continued, "Theoretically, conventional methods cannot kill me, that is, the devil."

Although it was covered by a golden mask, Aimu was convinced that the terrifying devil was smiling at him. That smile was not polite, but just a joke from the Supreme Being to the ants.

"What if I just want to vent my anger?" Since he couldn't hide it, Aimu simply leaned over and grabbed the grudge, openly and openly.

"Venting your anger? This is not a rational decision. Blindly swinging your sword at me will not change anything except satisfying your own emotional catharsis, and may even make the situation worse."

Leviathan glanced at Sai Zong beside him, "Most devils are not as good-tempered as me."

"I think I just did what I should do," Aimu grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and slowly raised it high. "Holding a sharp sword, I died as a warrior."

Leviathan suddenly laughed at Aimu who looked like he was going to die. He turned his head and said to Sai Zong as if chatting with a friend.

"That's it. I like humans very much. You never know what kind of reply they will give you."

Leviathan couldn't stop laughing, "This reminds me of my previous meeting with Boluogo. He was also like this. He was so angry that he wanted to tear me into pieces."

Sai Zong said nothing. He didn't like Leviathan's humor. He didn't like any humor, jokes, comedy or anything like that. He was always cold, but extremely hot.

"Bologo was much more excited than you were at that time!"

Leviathan strode over, and he directly put his neck under Aimu's sword. Aimu swung the sword decisively, but found that his arm seemed to be frozen, and he could not lift any strength at all.

"Do you really want to try?"

Leviathan was not asking. As soon as he said the words, Aimu felt a stronger force dragging his hands and slashing at Leviathan's neck.

This sword not only chopped off the helmet, but also chopped off countless floating black particles from the thick space suit. They poured out like a torrent and washed through Aimu's body.

For a moment, darkness enveloped Aimu's vision. In this pure darkness, she did not see any weird illusions. What was waiting for her was pure, absolute darkness that did not reflect any light.

The pitch-black particles spilled out and surged back again.

Aimu did cut off Leviathan's head, but before his head fell to the ground, everything had been restored. The leaked black particles returned to the body, and the broken spacesuit also healed itself like the human body. Even the shattered

The golden mask was also put back together without any cracks, and was as smooth as a mirror.

Leviathan raised his head, opened Aimu's fingers, and took off the sharp bite. At this time, he looked very gentlemanly, and casually asked, "How do you feel after cutting it? Can you feel better?"

Aimu looked ahead blankly, tears oozing from the corners of his eyes.

Leviathan is not caring about himself, but humiliating himself in this arrogant way. Even if he cuts off his head and crushes him into pieces, he still cannot shake him at all.

But Amu's crying did not come from this sense of powerlessness, but from the darkness she had just glimpsed.

In that absolutely dark and lightless moment, Aimu suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling. She felt an almost eternal silence from it, and that seemed to be the end of all life, the world, and time.

Dead silence, no more sound.

Amu felt so sad for such a hopeless ending that he couldn't help but shed tears.

After wiping away her tears, Aimu's emotions returned to stability. She felt that she was not someone who could empathize easily... Perhaps the darkness was too deep, so deep that her own physiological instincts had already reacted.

"Your reaction is really surprising." Leviathan said.

Aimu didn't want to explain anything, and her hands drooped down. She understood the current situation, and she could only accept it. She didn't know what the devil named Leviathan in front of her was going to do.

"What did he do?"

Aimu turned his head and glanced at Boluogo's body. In this high-concentration ether environment, Boluogo healed quickly. Most of the burns left by the light on the body healed on their own, and even

Granulation has also grown on the severed limb.

As long as it is delayed for a while, as long as it is delayed for a while, Bologo should be able to survive.

The professional and magical Boluogo can always find a way to break the situation. He will definitely be able to do it. What he has to do now is to delay time.

After the plan was planned in Aimu's mind, Aimu asked again, "What did Boluogo do at that time."

Leviathan didn't quite understand, "Which part do you mean?"

"His venting of anger."

"Oh, he is much more naive than you," Leviathan said. "I invited him to play chess, but he refused me, saying that he would only be willing to play with me if I begged him."

"Then what?"

Aimu discovered the difference between the two devils in front of him. One talked nonsense and the other was silent. Maybe the devil is like this, unpredictable and cunning.

"Then? Then I begged him," said Leviathan, "please, great Mr. Lazarus, please play a game of chess with me."

Leviathan looked at Amu's expression, and he read one satisfactory reaction after another.

"I don't care about that kind of thing, what kind of honor and dignity, you know, you and I are not of the same species at all," Leviathan tried to explain to Amu, "The difference is just like...that between humans and animals,

The hatred you have for me, etc., often makes me confused."

As Leviathan told it, Aimu did not resonate with Leviathan, but it only deepened Aimu's impression of these abominable things.

What are they not the same species at all? The devils are just too arrogant, seeing themselves as gods and treating humans as less than human beings.

Sai Zong asked curiously, "What was Boluogo's reaction after you asked him?"

Regarding this wonderful conversation, even Sai Zong, who has such a cold temperament, can't help but feel a little curious.

"He? He was very disappointed," Leviathan waved his hand innocently. "He was very disappointed, but he still played a game with me... What do you think? Bologo."

Leviathan suddenly turned his head and looked at the body lying on the ground, "Do you still want me to 'beg' you this time?"

After a few seconds, the corpse took a deep breath, like a blown up balloon, stretching out his lungs. Then he turned over. Although his arms had not fully healed, his legs could already move.

Boluogo stood up staggeringly, facing Leviathan and Sai Zong. At this time, Aimu also quickly took a few steps closer to Boluogo, and skillfully put the resentment bite back into his hand, and Aimu

Miao himself stood behind Boluogo, putting his hands on his shoulders, ready to reflect at any time.

"Why are you here?"

Boluogo rubbed his head. The light burned him bald, and his hair would not grow back for a while.

"As you can see, this is also an overlapping point between the etheric world and the material world, which is the gate of origin I told you about," Leviathan said seriously, "Relying on this overlapping point, we can directly start from

The etheric realm has come over."

Leviathan didn't lie. When all the forces were fighting for the Golden Palace, he really chatted with Sai Zong while strolling in the etheric realm. This trip went very smoothly, even with the people accompanying him.

After Sai Zong found out that he was really in the Golden Palace, he couldn't help but be shocked for a while.

"What are you doing here?" Bologo asked again.

"Some historical issues," Leviathan said, "I need to clean them up before my other blood relatives arrive."

"I guess it's Beelzebub." Boluogo moved his body. He rarely died so completely. "Once the monster outside suppressed Guangzhuo and sent flesh and blood in, I guess Beelzebub

Divination will also come through the blood pool, right?"

Leviathan said, "This is true, but she is not the focus. You must know that the devil cannot directly interfere with reality. At most, she will find a way to let the beast that eats the crowd solve the matter. In other words, the problem does not lie with Beelzebub.

Divination, but a beast that eats the crowd."

"The beast that devours the herd, do you mean the evil in this world outside?" Bologo asked.

"The evils in this world are just a collective name for them. When broken down, each has its own holy name."
To be continued...