Chapter 81
Ten thousand years of grief and anger.
Can you blame him for this? What kind of good person would raise such a reckless pet?
He didn't care about the shame of the cubs being held by the boy. The most important thing now was to be back on the ground and have his feet on solid ground.
However, before he could break free from Mephistopheles' arms, a ball of golden light followed him.
He looked up and saw Xiao Lijue falling from the sky with a happy smile.
Afraid that the little guy might make a mistake when landing, Wannian quickly opened his arms to catch the little angel.
"Wanwan!" Li Jue's eyes curved into small crescents, and he didn't forget to bring water, "Meimei!"
Wannian's previous resentment towards Miaoling and Mephisto was immediately dispelled by Zizi's cute smile.
The next person to land on him was Ayaki.
Fortunately, Wannian was prepared and transferred Li Jue to his left arm, and slightly intercepted and adjusted the position with his right arm, otherwise the two cubs would have collided with each other.
The older boy rubbed the tip of his nose with his index finger, a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry to bother you."
Faced with such a polite little guy, Wannian naturally couldn't say anything. He put his arms together and the cubs leaned towards each other and laughed like little toys that squeaked when they got close.
Wannian had discovered a long time ago that Li Jue and Ling Xi would smile whenever they saw each other, which was extremely cute in the eyes of adults.
But that’s not all.
After Li Jue comes Ayaki.
After Ayaki comes Meowling.
Wait a minute, Meow Ling?!
The behemoth leaped towards them at a speed dozens of times greater than the cubs'. Mephistopheles looked at him in shock, his pupils thinking, "Are you kidding me?" "As the owner, don't you care?" "I don't want to die young here!!!"
The little devil was unmoved and did not put him down. Holding a grown man and the weight of two children was no problem at all for the seemingly slender boy.
…The problem is that Meow Bell is much heavier than their stacking set!
Seeing that Mephisto had no intention of moving his position, Wannian was ready to be beaten by friendly forces and scream in pain.
He didn't realize that he had already indulged the little devil in his subconscious mind. Even at the cost of physical pain, he had no intention of making a decision that went against the other party.
However, Mephistopheles' decisions always have their reasons.
A few seconds later, Meowling joined the game, but didn't really cause any serious damage to the two-legged beasts.
Wannian opened his eyes tremblingly, and after making sure that his internal organs were not turned into mud, he found that the giant beast was gone, replaced by a petite black cat.
You can still recognize it from the heart-shaped pupils. It is the shrunken Meow Ling.
The little angel hugged the black cat in his arms and rubbed his little face against the black cat's.
It can be seen from Miaoling's helpless eyes that anyone else who dared to be so disrespectful to the Soul-Devouring Beast would have been disfigured by the serial claws.
However, it was Li Jue who did this to it. Li Jue could do anything.
Mephistopheles looked at them indifferently for a few seconds, then suddenly his grip loosened and he fell completely unprepared. Fortunately, he was less than a meter from the ground, and there was soft grass to cushion him, so it was almost the same as falling on the sofa.
The little boy and the little black cat refused to get off Wan Nian's body. The human resigned himself to holding the three little things and saw the little devil looking down at him condescendingly, with an indifferent look.
It was rare for a mature adult to have the idea of playing a prank. On the surface, he pretended to be exhausted by the cubs' troubles, but secretly raised his leg -
With a slight tip of her toes, she brought the unsuspecting boy who had suddenly lost his balance over.
Of course, the consequence was that he had a huge weight on his body that was different from the other cubs.
The scream of "Ah——" is bound to come.
The little devil, who had been in a bad mood for some reason, couldn't help laughing when he saw the human being in such a miserable state. He had been keeping a serious expression for a long time.
Wannian rubbed the painful place where he was hit, and felt that it was his credit to make this brat in a good mood again.
...No, why should I go to so much trouble to make the other person happy?
Is there any need for that? It's not like they're...
His thoughts suddenly stopped. Miaoling stepped on his face with its claws and tried to run away, but was caught back by Lijue. The two little ones looked more aggrieved than the other. Lingxi was busy smoothing things over between Zizi and Maomao, and looked at Wannian for help.
Wannian rubbed the cat paw marks on his face and sighed, always feeling like he was raising four children by himself at the same time.
The little ones were making a lot of noise, and Wan Nian had to endure them jumping and hitting their bodies like plasticine, and he also had to uphold justice for the little ones, and he was very hardworking and never complained.
Mephistopheles rolled off Wannian and lay casually beside him, stretching himself out in a "big" shape, staring at the distant red moon in a daze.
The sound of ten thousand years is so close, so familiar, yet so strange.
*
Mephistopheles never thought that he would see the Archangel again.
"Fog" is a quagmire of sin and a one-way street.
Its appearance can be traced back to before the main god created the infinite space. Initially, it was used to suppress some evil obstacles that were unknown to later generations. Later, it gradually evolved into the ultimate form of a prison for imprisoning criminals, rebels, and traitors.
Tan Ning, as the leader of the angel clan and the most capable guard of the Lord God, had an unclear relationship with the demon clan. He would rather give up his own identity to protect the orphan of the hostile forces. His crime is punishable by death.
The Inquisition stripped him of his position as Archangel and his identity as an angel, demoted him to the lowest level, and threw him into the "Mist".
The prison of infinite space is not limited to the "Mist". If the prisoners in other prisons behave well, they can be reincarnated into the secular world after their memories are cleansed.
But this privilege does not exist in "The Mist" - a prison that holds the most dangerous criminals and dissidents, from which there is no return.
When Mephistopheles saw Wannian for the first time in the ocean world, he naturally thought he had made a mistake.
But he couldn't mistake anyone else for Tan Ning, so he started to wonder who this guy was.
Wannian and Tan Ning not only "look alike", but are literally identical.
From the facial features and bone structure to the fine lines at the corners of the eyes and the shallow scar on the forehead, everything is exactly the same.
Mephistopheles naturally guessed that Wannian was Tan Ning's reincarnation after his memory was cleansed.
However, there has never been a precedent of "Mist" releasing people. He used his own intelligence channels but did not get any relevant information. If someone walked out of "Mist" alive, it would be big news that would shake the entire infinite space. No matter how much he wanted to block the news, it would eventually spread out in various ways.
On the one hand, Mephistopheles doubted whether Wannian and Tan Ning were the same person. On the other hand, he doubted whether there was something wrong with his memory. Could it be that the place where the Archangel was imprisoned was not the "Mist" at all, but another prison where there was a chance of reincarnation?
Is Wannian Tan Ning?
Isn’t it Tan Ning?
He doesn't know.
No one can give an answer.
Tens of millions of years ago, after the final war between the angels and the demons, the Lord God created infinite space and abolished the clan and hierarchy system.
All of his attendants were replaced with identical masked divine attendants, and there was no difference from then on.
The devil clan followed the new leader, the Hell Demon, into the sub-world to settle down. Part of the angel clan became servants of God, while the other part entered reincarnation and re-chose their own identities. The angel clan perished from then on and became an unclear legend in later generations.
Mephistopheles often wondered if Wannian's current obsession with establishing his own territory and becoming the king of a new world was because his subconscious was yearning to revive the angel race.
Is this another proof that Tan Ning and Wan Nian are the same person?
Since entering the world of Hell and his close contact with Wan Nian has been upgraded again and again, while it seems that his previous desires have been fulfilled, Mephistopheles also realized that he is falling into an increasingly crazy state.
He tried in vain to collect any clues, trying to prove that the two were the same person. At the same time, he was also afraid that if one day there was conclusive evidence that they were two unrelated independent individuals, how would he face it and how would he accept the disillusionment of his obsession.
The devils of hell were indeed recruited by God, but they were never believers of God.
Only at this moment would he want to pray to God.
I have no other wish in this life.
Please... please give him back to me.
*
It was several days later when Li Jue remembered to ask Mephistopheles about the whereabouts of the Son of God.
Recently he couldn't find Mephistopheles. The boy didn't know where he had hidden himself, so the boy had no choice but to beg for mercy.
If given a choice, Wannian would rather not have an answer. Unfortunately, Miaoling, who was also ignored by her master, kept pestering him, and the Soul Devourer could not fail to sense the location of the Hell Demon.
There was no other choice, Wannian had to take the children to hunt for treasure.
The little angel's wings shed feathers easily. Wannian loved those feathers very much. He felt sad to see a lot of them falling, so he followed behind to pick them up.
Ling Xi sensibly helped him, gathering a handful of snow-white feathers that resembled pear blossoms blooming on branches in spring. The feathers of the cub smelled of the sweet fragrance of pear blossoms.
Miao Ling, who still maintained the body shape of a black cat, held her tail high and walked gracefully on the blood-soaked carpet with cat steps, leading a group of people to the study.
The door was not closed. Wannian wanted to push it open directly, but he heard another unfamiliar voice coming from the room.
He covered Li Jue's mouth with one hand and held Miao Ling's neck with the other, signaling the two little guys not to make any noise.
Through the crack in the door, he saw a shadow appear in the air, a man wearing a mask that was half ghost face and half vine face.
Bosses can communicate with each other through video in a way similar to holographic projection in the high-tech world. Wannian, who has experienced Mephistopheles' "Big Boss Lecture" tutoring, has some understanding of this.
The little devil sat on the table, his arms folded as he faced the men, his back to them, his expression invisible.
But for some reason, Wannian could feel that he was in a bad mood.
"Don't delay any longer, you who's watching over the crucible and bone broth," the voice on the other end said grimly. "We've already begun the sacrifice process, and you're the only one missing. Easter could begin at any moment, and there's only one chance for Him to be resurrected. You don't want to miss it, do you?"
Wannian thought he had mastered many of the terminology used in the work of a big boss, but the masked man's words still left him confused.
Sacrifice? "Easter"? "Him"? Resurrection?
What the hell is going on here? How does this sound like a shaman act? Superstition is a bad thing!
Wannian looked down at Li Jue. The little cub blinked his big golden eyes, his gaze pure and innocent, making the two adults inside look even darker.
Wannian hadn't figured out the meaning of the previous string of words yet, and the following conversation left him even more confused.
Seeing Mephisto remain silent, the masked man spoke again: "Don't think I don't know why you don't care about the other small bosses, but only the one captured from the Sea King refuses to be sacrificed."
Small boss, the Kraken King.
Wannian was very sure that because his former boss was a person who didn't want trouble, he was the only little boss in the ocean world.
Therefore, when these two keywords are combined, only he is being talked about.
Wannian pricked up his ears, trying to hear more clearly.
Mephistopheles was triggered by the key words, and he looked up suddenly, saying in a sinister tone: "Yuan, I advise you not to be too involved."
"You're just treating him as a substitute. What's so hard to bear?" The masked man ignored his warning and continued, "You know better than anyone—that gentleman will never come back."
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