Chapter 544 Fallen Angel
Dragons and snakes, I know that well.
As for the fallen angels he mentioned, I can also have a general impression.
After all, the word fallen angel often appears in mythological stories and some comics.
But I don’t know exactly what the fallen angel refers to.
Basically, the characters who appear in comics are called Lucifer.
It seems to be called that, and I recalled a comic I read two years ago.
In fact, what is most difficult for me to understand is what they call the messenger of the underworld.
What exactly is the so-called messenger from the underworld?
What is the difference between the underworld and the spirit world?
Could it be that there is a character named Hell Messenger who appears in various foreign TV series or movies?
Should the two be the same, or similar? That's considered a public figure.
To put it this way, it seems ridiculous that the entire Western mythology system wants to invade China's mythology system.
"I find other things embarrassing, and some are hard for me to accept. If you put it this way, it seems that the entire Western mythology system has been attracted by Jinsuo City. It wants to completely invade or occupy China's mythology system. The sect, the spirit world, and the gods have to Where to go and in what capacity?”
This is what worries me the most, and I think this may also be what worries them the most.
If they weren't worried about this, they wouldn't look embarrassed.
Thinking of this, I felt a little helpless and didn't know what to say.
I am very worried that a few of us may be negligent and lead to serious consequences.
Wang Jiuye nodded towards me. Looking at his expression, I knew that I had guessed it right.
It is indeed an invasion of our mythology system. In that case, does Golden Lock City intend to live and die with us?
Even though he was the one who brought these things in, if we lose, he may not be any better off.
This is what I feel in my heart. If Jinsuo City deals with those monsters, it will definitely lead to its own destruction.
"Is Jinsuo City crazy? I think that by dealing with these monsters in the West, it is seeking skin from a tiger, and these monsters will not give up until they achieve their goals. Otherwise, if they come all the way here once, it will become voluntary labor."
The judge nodded, with a very serious expression on his face.
As we talked, we had walked more than half the way back.
Knowing that the people around me couldn't hear what we were saying, I unconsciously raised my voice a bit.
In the end, it was the judge who warned Wang Jiuye and me.
"Keep everything in mind first. As for what to do in the end, we'll talk about it when the time comes. Things may not be as difficult as you think, but the situation is not very clear either."
The judge must have something in mind when he said this, or he already had a reasonable plan.
Otherwise, he would not fight an unprepared battle. I am a little curious about what kind of decision the judge made.
Or maybe those nine Western monsters are actually related to Chinese people?
Either the spirit messengers from the spirit world have dealt with them, or the spirit world and the underworld should be similar institutions, and there will always be a time to report and summarize the work together?
Maybe it was at that time that we had some friendship, but why did the messenger from the underworld appear in China?
Normally, he should be similar to black and white and impermanent, and would not appear in another place easily.
Just like black and white are impermanent, they have no right to go to other places and extradite the people who died there.
I was full of doubts, but it was hard to say anything.
Wang Jiuye winked at me, as if to tell me that he would have something to say to me later.
This made me more and more curious. What on earth was he going to tell me?
Tell me the seriousness of this matter, or tell me, which key person in this is connected to the underworld's spiritual errand?
I hope he can answer my questions and at least not let me live in this world like the deaf and blind man, relying on my own exploration.
When I got home, I saw Duanmei and the man in a suit, sitting upright on the sofa in the living room.
Judging from their appearance, they seemed to have been waiting for us for a long time.
I can understand Duanmei waiting for us, after all we just went out to dinner together, but the man in the suit shouldn't.
Didn't he get angry with me and leave?
Why is it back now? I'm a little curious.
And what about Lin Hualong?
Where is Lin Hualong now? He has been missing all day. Could it be that Jin Suo City has taken him there again?
In other words, I have died in the hands of Jinsuocheng. Jinsuocheng cannot kill me directly.
But I think it is very simple for Jinsuocheng to kill him.
"Lin Hualong hasn't come back yet? Is he already dead?"
I asked directly. Now was not the best time to hesitate or beat around the bush.
The time has come for us to be honest with each other.
Maybe it's because I have a tough attitude, but the man in the suit and the man with broken eyebrows looked at me thoughtfully.
Finally, they focused their attention on the judge behind me. Perhaps the two of them felt that the judge had a better relationship with me.
So I had the confidence to talk to the two of them in this tone.
But in fact, I now understand one thing. There is no one among us who is superior to the other.
In other words, although they are the makers of the game, now it depends on the wishes of the chess pieces. It is not difficult for me to threaten them.
You can threaten them with your own life. If I force them to die, they will have to get me the moon in the sky and the magma underground.
"You have a backer now, and you are more confident in what you say. But think about the troubles you encountered before. Who helped you out? Some things are not in the past and are not worth mentioning anymore."
I know that the men in suits helped me to get rid of the troubles I encountered before.
I am very grateful for this, but in this situation, they don't need to look at me like they are interrogating a prisoner. The contempt in their eyes is not concealed at all.
I didn't think so much before, but with the increase of life experience.
I understand that when they look at me, there is unconcealed contempt in their eyes.
I am indeed not a very important existence, but I don't want others to see me through the crack of the door at will.
I am a living person. I have my own independent thoughts, my own independent thinking ability, and my own ideas.
No one wants others to always feel like an ant when they look at themselves.
What's more, ants also have room to grow. Sooner or later, I will become an extra-large ant, or the strongest one.