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“Now, don’t forget what you’re supposed to do. You know the consequences if you mess it up.” Crowley gave the female demon a meaningful smile.
"I know what I should do."
The female demon Meg gave Crowley a deep look.
It turned into black mist and dissipated in the toilet.
Crowley watched her leave, then leisurely took out his phone, snapped a few photos of the sky, and satisfied himself with retouching the filter before sauntering back to the living room.
I just pushed the door open and went in.
Crowley was stunned.
"How can we shut this thing up!"
Ian was standing on top of the mutated angel Manny, stuffing dozens of the angel's mouths with sofa cushions, tablecloths, and even broken strings from a bone piano. However, a new mouth would split open on the angel's skull, continuing to chant the distorted hymn. Even more terrifying, the entire reception room was being contaminated.
The walls began to writhe irregularly.
It was as eerie as if something was being conceived below.
It's far more terrifying than the writhing of flesh and blood.
"Wait... how did you get him out?!" Crowley's eyes widened as he looked around and discovered that the crystal cage that had imprisoned the angel had disappeared.
"Where is my magical artifact?!"
He even glanced at the boy's crotch to confirm that the boy, who liked to put things in his crotch, had not used any method to stuff his crystal container into his crotch.
"A divine artifact, no wonder it's so hard. But when I throw a punch, the void collapses and all the sounds of wailing echo in the air. Even a container made of supreme divine materials will turn to ashes."
"My Evil God Annihilation Fist is that powerful. In this world, nothing can stump Lord Evil God." Ian knew what disguise he should use when dealing with demons.
He was stuffing something into the angel's newly grown mouth.
It's impossible to completely block it.
It's impossible to completely block it all.
The thing's mouth could start chanting, and Ian, who had frantically pulled out a toilet plunger, could only console himself that at least it wasn't a female angel.
[Incorrect data, incompatible]
[Incorrect data, incompatible]
[Incorrect data, incompatible]
……
Ian couldn't expect the system to help him remove the things inside the angel's body. It wasn't because the angel was too advanced, but because the system was indeed a bit too picky.
Based on previous experiences, Ian wasn't surprised by the current situation. The system only processed the essence of the contaminants, constantly reporting errors when it came to the things that were contaminated by those contaminants.
"That's the fish tank I stole from Lucifer." Crowley looked like he'd just lost his second wife, his expression quite stifled, and his initial joy seemed to have faded.
“So it was Lucifer’s fish tank. No wonder it tasted so good… I mean, it was hard.” Ian quickly corrected himself, giving Crowley a polite smile, somewhat guilty.
[Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience Points +3893]
【Entropy Annihilation Lord Lv10 [4000/5120]】
[Barbarian Lord Experience Points +298]
【Savage Tyrant lv10 [4444/5120]】
……
This is what Ian got in return.
The Entropy Lord digested the energy on the cage, making it much easier for the Savage Tyrant to digest matter. These two professions have always been quite complementary.
After adapting for some time, Ian also summarized his own professional characteristics. The two professions do not conflict. For example, chemical potions are meaningless to the Entropy Lord. The Savage Tyrant focuses more on the "absorption of matter" on the material level, while the Entropy Lord focuses on the absorption of soul and energy.
“That cage can no longer contain this pollution; it might even become contaminated itself, which is why I took action.” Ian told Crowley about a third of the truth.
He also took the opportunity to comfort Crowley.
“It’s alright. I think Lucifer is probably in hell, and he must still have other treasures to keep. If all else fails, I’ll go to Los Angeles tomorrow and steal his toilet for you to use.”
Ian certainly wouldn't go to Los Angeles; he's just good at lying to the devil.
"..."
Crowley was on the verge of tears.
Opened his mouth.
In the end, he didn't reveal that he had seen several pieces that looked like crystal fragments between Ian's teeth. The always very wise Demon King decided to just pretend that he was old and blind and had misread it.
"Forget about the toilet."
Crowley didn't want Lucifer's toilet.
He'd already scrubbed enough toilets for Lucifer in Hell. Seeing that the angel's influence was still ongoing, he didn't bother complaining anymore, and a wisp of black mist rose from his body to resist it.
This is certainly not considered insurance.
So Crowley quickly made his next move.
With astonishing dexterity, his fat fingers pulled a remote control studded with hellish runes from his inner suit pocket.
I saw.
The magical remote emitted a low hum, and when the thumb pressed hard on the scarlet button in the center, a fissure emanating from the air suddenly opened. The next moment, a box appeared out of thin air, emitting black smoke, as if it were a treasure just transported from hell to earth.
"then!"
An obsidian box popped out of the void.
Crowley tossed it to Ian like a hot potato. As the box arced through the air, the sealing runes on its surface lit up and then went out, as if it were breathing.
The box opened automatically the moment Ian reached out to catch it.
Inside lay a feather about the length of a palm—it looked so ordinary, yet it exuded an extremely sacred and powerful energy in the dimly lit hall.
"Put it on him! Quick!" Crowley screamed as he backed away, his obese body knocking over the coffee table. Whiskey bottles shattered on the floor, but he didn't care about his own collection anymore.
An angel is a dangerous toy.
This is especially true of distorted angels.
“Okay, I want to save my manor too.” The moment Ian picked up the feather, he felt an electric shock-like tremor in his fingertips. He carefully placed it close to the forehead of the angel Manny.
Many small mouths have appeared on that patch of skin.
The moment the feather touched the forehead of the angel Manny, a pure white light rippled outwards, and the strange changes on the angel Manny stopped instantly.
It was incredibly sudden.
Extremely fast.
The angel's twisted limbs cracked as bones snapped back into place, and even as the decaying feathers on its wings fell away, new downy feathers grew at a visible rate. Most astonishingly, the tumors covering its entire body evaporated like dewdrops in direct sunlight, leaving only faint marks on its skin.
The entire purification process takes no more than the time it takes to beat three heartbeats.
As the last wisp of black mist dissipated from the angel's ear, Manny returned to his original appearance—fair, white wings and skin as dark as night.
However, he remained unconscious.
Long eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow on her face, and the corners of her mouth remained taut with pain.
Ian curiously turned the feather in his hand over and found that it was a little dimmer than before.
The golden liquid remaining in the quill was slowly seeping into his skin, bringing a warm, stinging sensation. He suddenly remembered the feeling of trying to eat a lithium battery not long ago.
Dangerous and addictive.
"What kind of treasure is this?"
Ian had a guess in his mind and looked down at the feather in his hand.
It was pure white, with a faint luster at the edges, as if it contained some kind of power of law. Even just looking at it, Ian could feel a strong sense of oppression.
Without the slightest hesitation.
Ian stuffed the feather directly into his mouth, his movements so fast they left no afterimage. Crowley's attempt to stop him was caught in his throat as he watched helplessly as the precious feather disappeared between the boy's white teeth, chewed and chewed.
It's just that it's hard to chew.
And I can't even swallow it.
The sickening sound of chewing echoed in the drawing room. Ian puffed out his cheeks and bit down hard a few times. Although he couldn't swallow, some indescribable taste was already spreading in his mouth.
It's like the first snow melting on your tongue.
It's like the first unfinished dream of spring.
It was so pure it made your heart tremble.
"Super Lollipop?"
Ian stopped chewing.
He just spat it out and then inhaled sharply.
[Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience Points +99]
[Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience Points +99]
……
In short.
It tastes like first love.
The experience gained by the Entropy Annihilation Lord is increasing rapidly.
“Those are the most powerful angel wings.” Crowley sighed, hesitated for a moment, and then answered Ian’s question, his tone tinged with reluctance.
Helping Lucifer clean his room always brings unexpected rewards.
This is something that other demons can only envy.
"It really is Lucifer's angel feather!" Ian wrapped the feather in the plastic of a chocolate and put it in his pocket. His energy level had reached saturation.
[Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience Points +46]
[Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience Points +74]