I, Viego, conquer Terra!

——Because Lemiaoan himself felt the same way.

Even without the connection called "empathy", Lemiaoan could still sense it based on his familiarity with his childhood friend...

Mostima just pretended to be indifferent to make himself feel at ease.

Sometimes words said in a joking manner may not really be a joke.

The underground palace fell into silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Lemiaoan moved slightly.

"Xiao Mo, did you hear that?"

"Well, someone is moving the rocks..."

"Who do you think it is? Fiammetta, Viego, or... the Sarkaz raiders?"

"Let's make a bet," said Mastema.

"I believe it will be Viego who comes."

Lemiaoan said nothing.

Soon, a loud and noisy noise came from outside the collapsed stone pestle.

Lemiaoan smiled and grabbed the gun beside him: "It seems that the bet was wrong, Xiaomo. It sounds like it was that group of Sarkaz..."

The blue-haired fallen angel stared at the collapsed passage in silence, his eyes burning.

Chapter 180: Staff, Container, God?

Crack——

Small pieces of stone fell from the stone pestle in the collapsed passage, making a slight sound.

The noisy Sarkaz raiders outside the passage suddenly fell silent.

They found someone inside...?

Remian frowned slightly and maintained the aiming posture of the ranged rifle.

Mastema fell from the sky and his guns were missing. The two staffs were very strange and not suitable for rash use...

Now the only one who has enough fighting power is her, a half-paralyzed and seriously injured soldier.

But the action of adjusting his posture caused the wound on his waist to become painful. Remiaoan gritted his teeth and said nothing, knowing that the wound that had been treated urgently and barely stopped bleeding was torn again.

...At least I have to kill all those Sarkaz before I die.

laugh--!

Suddenly, the stone pestle was pierced by a dark green sword, and the blade was slightly visible.

Lemiaoan pursed his lips, concentrating his attention, ready to pull the trigger the moment he saw someone.

But Mostima's eyes lit up and he pressed the button on Remion's gun.

"It looks like I won, Lemiaoan." She said with a smile.

Lemiaoan was slightly startled, then he thought of something and started laughing. "...I actually let you win, Xiao Mo."

The breath she had forced herself to hold in her chest suddenly relaxed, her hands loosened powerlessly, and the gun fell to the ground.

Remiaoan felt his vision gradually blurring, and his body began to grow cold.

...It's a bit cold, she thought.

I don't know if there will be ice cream to eat after I die.

In the last second before he lost consciousness, the image that remained in Remian's sight was the anxious-looking fallen angel, and...

A white-haired figure stands with his back to the light, holding a dark green sword and slicing through the darkness.

"......" Lemiaoan closed his eyes.

Mostima looked anxious, kneeling beside the pink-haired Sakota, at a loss as to what to do.

The halo above Remyan's head was gradually dimming, and Mostima knew that it was a sign that the Sakota's vital signs were gradually weakening.

Her Originium skills are not specialized in medical treatment, and the same is true for Remian and Fiammetta, so there is nothing she can do now.

Mostima didn't even dare to turn Lemion's body over, for fear of aggravating her injuries and speeding up the death of her companion.

She can't do anything...

"Viego..." She subconsciously cast a helpless look at the man who was walking towards her.

The man who she once thought was a naive person who knew nothing, but was actually powerful enough to kill several pardoners.

The next moment, Viego placed his cool palm on the top of her head.

"I haven't seen you for a few months. How did you change from a Sakota to a Sarkaz?" Viego's laughing voice sounded beside her, and dark mist emerged. "Don't worry, the god of death cannot take your companions away - I said."

Thick black fog poured into Remian's body, and Viego raised his eyebrows slightly.

There is still a fragment in the body...

That's just right.

It can make up for the consumption a little bit.

But being injured like this...

The brightness of the halo above Remion's head stabilized. Although it was dim, it still maintained.

Viego bent down, picked up the pink-haired Sakta girl by the waist, and looked at Mostima beside him. "Can we go, Mostima?"

"...Yeah, no problem." Mostima breathed a sigh of relief. The ups and downs of her emotions made her a little dazed: "Fortunately, you are here, Viego..."

"Luckily, I rushed here as soon as I received the call." Viego joked, "Remember to give me the fuel money, Mostima."

The two men walked out through the gap opened by Viego, and Mostima saw the corpses of the Sarkaz all over the ground. Without exception, all of them had their heads chopped off neatly.

...etc.

Mostima was slightly stunned, feeling as if he had forgotten something.

Ah, the staff!

And there is Lemion's Guardian Gun!

"Wait a moment." She turned around and went into the underground palace, picked up the two magic wands that she had casually thrown aside when the palace collapsed, picked up Remion's guardian gun, returned to Viego, walked out of the underground palace with him, and returned to Viego's off-road vehicle.

Viego laid Remyau flat on the back seat of the car, turned to look at Mostima, and asked, "Do you mind telling me what happened?"

I remember when he broke up with this girl, she was still a good angel. How come after not seeing her for a few months...

A pair of horns grew on its head, the halo above its head dimmed, the light wings behind it shattered, and a devil-like barbed tail appeared behind its butt...?

This change is a bit too big.

Directly transformed from an angel into a little succubus?

"...By the way, what is this thing?" Viego's eyes fell on the two strangely shaped staffs in her arms.

The black fog seems to have some reaction to this thing...

Is it a supplement?

[...Please, don't let that man eat me! ]

A terrified female voice came into Mostima's ears.

She was stunned for a second, then looked at Viego without hesitation and threw the staff in her arms to the ground in disgust: "Viego, there is a voice in my head telling me not to let you eat it."

That voice made Mastema's head, which was already swollen and painful due to the Fall, feel even more painful.

"Can talk?" Viego was stunned when he heard this. He thought for a moment, first "washed" Mostima's surface with black mist to make sure there was no dirt on her body, and then bent down to pick up the staff on the ground.

The staff was held obediently in his hand. Viego shook it, but there was no reaction at all.

Viego thought for a moment, then extended a wisp of black mist, threateningly saying, "Don't play dead."

[Don't eat me! ! ]

Mastema heard the terrified female voice again.

"It's still telling you not to eat it..." Mostima said, "Can't you hear me, Viego?"

Could it be that only Mastema could hear it?

Viego thought for a moment and said to Mostima, "Ask what it is."

"She said she was a fragment," Mastema relayed. "She also said that you have the aura of a wolf lord. You should know what she is talking about. She and them are the same thing."

The Wolf Lord's breath...could it be left over from the last fight with that Wolf Lord?

Viego pinched his chin and frowned.

......

After a while, after some communication, Viego and Mostima roughly understood the essence of the staff.

The staff is just a "container" that contains a remnant soul of a being similar in nature to the Wolf Lord, which could be a god or a mythical beast.

The Staff claimed that she had no ability to move on her own, and no one had been able to communicate with her until Mastema appeared.

Viego was skeptical about her statement, but considering that it was discovered by Mostima and the others, and the black fog could sense their existence, he did not "eat" her directly, but prepared to take this thing back to Lateran with Mostima and the others.

See if the higher-ups in Rutland know anything.

but...

To be on the safe side, Viego was prepared to leave his mark on Mostima and wash the girl from head to toe with the ruined black mist.

To prevent any "secret door" from being set up on her.

But before that...

"Let's first tell me what happened." Viego lit a bonfire and sat next to Mostima. Remion was lying in the back seat of the SUV, still unconscious.



Chapter 181 What, sleep with you?

"After I separated from you last time, I completed several missions with Lemion and another companion named Fiammetta, traveling back and forth between Lateran and Kazdel." Mostima whispered.

"Andorn is a new member assigned to our team. He completed several missions with us and performed well. We gradually accepted him, but this time is different..."

"About a week ago, we received a mission from the Notary Office to wipe out the Sarkaz raiders, so we set out here and found this underground palace following the traces left by the raiders... while Fiammetta went alone to another location with traces of raiders."

"We didn't find any looters, but this underground palace, which we thought was just a natural cave, was actually carved out by humans. On the high platform in the center of the underground palace, there were the two magic wands..."

Mostima lowered his eyelids, staring at the bonfire in front of him, and subconsciously tightened his palms:

"After discussing it, we decided to take the staff back to the notary office, so Remian stepped forward and picked up the staff. At that moment, through Sakota's empathy, we both had the same illusion. I saw..."

Mastema paused.

She was silent for two seconds, then reached out and grabbed Viego's wrist, as if she wanted to gain some sense of security and calm the panic in her heart through this action.

Viego grabbed her hand with his backhand and responded silently.

Mastema looked up at him, and when she met his gentle and determined green eyes, the heaviness in her heart suddenly dissipated.

"I saw the life of the previous owner of the staff. Everything that person saw, he saw time, saw the past and the future..." She said: "The two staffs are 'locks and keys', they can open the door to control time..."

"I'm sure Andorn must have seen the same illusion," said Mostima. "I can feel that he wants to find an answer through the 'lock and key'. So he drew his gun and pointed it at Lemion, and I drew my gun and pointed it at him."

"He injured Remian and wanted to take the staff away, but the moment I pulled the trigger... I felt my head start to hurt, making it almost impossible for me to hold the gun steady... So I missed the target and hit the wall of the underground palace instead of Andorn. The underground palace collapsed as a result, and Andorn might be buried underneath, or maybe..."

Mastema shook her head. "Then, I passed out. When I woke up again, I found that... I had fallen from heaven. That's it."

"Fallen Angel?" Viego was a little confused.

He knew about the fallen angel.

I just didn't expect that such a phenomenon would occur among the "angels" in the other world.

Even the noun used to describe this phenomenon is the same.

"It's a special term in Lateran culture. Those Sakota who violate the commandments will become fallen angels." Mastema explained: