Chapter 597 – 597. Homeless Angels

A corner of the collapsed Eden.

There were two angels standing there.

“It was completely destroyed.”

“…What about Adam?”

“Because I don’t feel any vital response. Should I assume he’s dead?”

“That Adam died. “Could the word ‘last days’ fit better than this?”

“The death of an old man who endured the Great War. The power of the ten thousand demons grows stronger day by day. “The heavens were half collapsed.”

“Are you going to continue to be in the pantheon, Michael?”

“I don’t know. What is right now? “I don’t even know what’s wrong.”

Saving lives. Worked for the correct guidance of the soul.

However, all that came back was unstoppable destruction and a large-scale purge of angels.

“The pantheon… No longer has the power to maintain the heavenly world.”

It is an era of destruction. The flow of causality naturally sided with the disaster gods who were shouting for destruction. As time passes like this, the power of Manmajeon will grow even more.

In some ways, this may have been a natural step.

“Where should I go?”

“Don’t ask me, Metatron. Because I don’t know either. And isn’t this your responsibility?”

“Hmm. The pantheon is in the midst of fratricide. Mangwijeon disintegrated mid-air. “Because Manmajeon is not for us.”

“But you can’t go to the messengers.”

“Yes. Even though we are different from them, we are very different.”

“I don’t even have the strength to remain neutral.”

“Even if it means joining the management team.”

“Then we are no longer angels. It will become a part of the ‘company.'”

“I have nowhere to go.”

Lost.

The angels who guided the wandering lambs have now lost their place.

“Come to Manma.”

And then a woman appeared in front of them.

“Sariel.”

“…”

Michael has some respect.

Metatron expressed his displeasure.

He is a fallen angel. The person who should have fallen and died has returned.

With stronger power than before.

“I can’t believe I came into Manma. Do you think it makes sense?”

“That’s funny. Is there anything that might not make sense? “Do you still defend the gods of the proud pantheon that you serve, even though you clearly know that what they are doing is worse than that of the disaster gods?”

“…Sariel.”

“Make your decision. The subjugation of heaven is already a planned process. Will you submit to us now? Or will I just foolishly wait for the day to die, believing in that bright light?”

Soon, a pitch-black halo appeared behind Merhere El Sariel’s back.

The inky glow dyes the surroundings black.

“Purple. This is the strength you will gain.”

In an instant, some of the ether that had colored Eden gathered together in Merhere’s palm her, creating a pitch-black magic spear. The same magic spear that Cain used.

“Purple. It is a power that you will deal with.”

Merhere disarmed the magic spear. Her twisted halo she spun in reverse.

Soon the ruined Eden begins to be restored.

“Look. “This is the heavenly realm where you will begin anew.”

The prostitute restored everything in Eden. Paradise is back. The lost paradise regained its original light.

“…”

“Michael. Don’t be fooled. It’s the snake’s whisper. Don’t you know who the owner of that fallen angel is?”

“But…”

Michael was shaken.

It is a time of disaster. It’s a world where everything goes crazy.

What is good? It is a world where moral laxity has become rampant, making it impossible to distinguish what is evil.

“Was the pantheon ever morally superior in the first place?”

“Well, like that…”

“Nowadays, what is so great about the gods of the pantheon who do not hesitate to accept human sacrifice?”

“B-but…”

“The pantheon you knew is no more. Choose. Will it come to Manma? “Will I sentence all angels to death?”

Michael was at a loss for words because Mergere’s words were true, and Metatron, who was in the position of ruler, was troubled.

I had to decide. Are we all going to die together on a sinking ship? Or should I change even though I know it’s a ghost ship?

I needed to think about it. Metatron could not give a definite answer here. Because I was thinking of moving the base after looking at it a little more.

Of course, it is not a battle of all odds that can wait for such a thing.

“Hmm. Hmmmm. First, think a little more… “

When Metatron secretly noticed Michael and tried to escape from Eden, the sky cried.

The prostitute is about to appear in Eden.

“Oh my!!”

Metatron is trying to make an evasive maneuver.

However, the prostitute was faster.

“Ugh..!!”

[Did you think you could run away? Fold your wings, Metatron.]

“Okay. Fold your wings “You old bastard.”

“Kaaah! You’re finally showing your true colors! He said let’s talk! “I never thought it would come out like this!!!”

“No, it’s because you’re trying to run away before we even talk, you little pigeon.”

“There was no saying that God would come directly!!!”

“Eden is that person’s house, so of course I come. Do you have any thoughts? The landlord is coming home. Why are you being such a jerk? “Is it because it’s a pigeon?”

“Kwaaah!!!! This crow bitch!!! “You played with a crazy snake with a rag in its mouth!!!”

“You’re biting a rag. I just became more faithful to my instincts. And I’m sorry, but the crow is cooler.”

“Holy shit!!”

I can’t communicate.

The intelligent and elegant Merge of old was no more. After playing around with Jang Jo-jun, who was so frivolous and cruel that he was one of the two most cruel people in the entire universe, Merhere also went crazy.

Mergere has become the type of person to provoke anyone with a bold talk and to attack whoever they are. She is no longer celibate. She just happens to be who she is and say whatever she wants to say.

Yes, I have what I want to say.

“It’s called hard work and hard work. “It is completely corrupt.”

“You’re laughing. “It’s so damned now that the subject that was accused of being corrupted has actually become corrupted?”

“Ugh.”

“Don’t even think about beating me with words, Metatron. And Michael.”

“Yes, yep.”

“You are a bastard. Still, I am your senior. Not even saying hello. Get out.”

“S-sorry. “It’s been so long since I’ve seen you, so I’m a little nervous… “

“Whew… That’s it. Because the grand dame is watching. “Let’s get back to the main topic.”

Before we knew it, a table and chairs were made.

Soon two angels and one fallen angel sat at the table.

“Our terms are simple. “I will make Eden your home for the migration of angels.”

“What do you want..?”

“Of course, I give you the right to use you as workers and eat.”

Is there any other race in the entire universe that can work as diligently as angels?

These are a race that replaces even rest with work.

“And you have to work under Sataniel. The prodigal woman is not very good at handling her affairs. Are you saying that there is no use for having you here other than the human rights movement? So, our condition is that you have to go under Sataniel and work your ass off.”

If angels are recruited, the workload will be significantly reduced, and evil spirits will also be able to move more freely.

This was like absorbing a large law firm. One of the reasons the Pantheon was able to go on a rampage without being noticed by the management was because there were angels.

“Is that all?”

“Of course, it cannot be considered everything. Have you ever seen the abyss?”

“Not yet.. Not once.”

“Say it without lies. “You can select a few scapegoats and use them as test subjects.”

“What!? Now, wait! Sariel. That’s… “

“It is the sacrifice of a cow for a greater cause. Wasn’t it obvious? You guys are always doing things too. But what is that shocked face?”

“Yeah, but…”

“It’s just that they didn’t put on the surface, but I don’t know the difference between the countless angels you have abandoned and the angels who will be used as test subjects. Moreover, it’s not like I’m just going to kill you.”

Michael and Metatron bowed their heads. There is nothing that can be done. Also, now was the right time to get out.

The only force that those who had nowhere to go could rely on was Manmajeon.

If the Ten Thousand Demons had not been shattered by Jang Jo-jun’s successful victories, they would have joined the Ten Thousand Demons. However, ironically, now that Mangwijeon was ruined, the only place for them to live after leaving Mansinjeon was Manmajeon.

“Choose. Will it just sink? Will the sacrifice of a few save all the rest?”

Here presented a document in front of the two angels. Michael is a guard, but Metatron is an archangel. He is the one who effectively acts as the hive mind of the angels. Therefore, Metatron’s answer was similar to the answer that most angels would give.

“You can’t take everything with you. Because there were definitely people who said they would stay.”

“Does not matter. “I knew not everyone would come.”

“I see.”

The only difference is when you sign it anyway.

Soon Metatron signed the contract made by Sataniel.

“With this, you belong to Manmaden.”

Soon the signed paper burned up in blue flames and disappeared. The contract was concluded.

“Welcome to the Battle of Ten Thousand Demons, angels. Ah. “I guess I’ll have to call him a fallen angel now.”

Massive escape of angels.

The exodus has begun.

******

The time when Mer is gathering angels.

A dilapidated motel in the abyss.

“Haam.”

Demon Slayer Han A-ram was sleeping there.

She decided to take her break in this update. There is only one reason.

This is because she soon had to enter the bottomless pit with Jang Jo-jun. She was about to roll over like a dog, so she declared her strike and went into a state of indefinite rest.

-Knock knock knock.

“Huh? “Huh?”

-Grow. I’m going in.

“Huh?”

Han A-ram was dumbfounded. She hadn’t even answered to come in yet, because the door opened as soon as she wanted to.

“W-who are you..?”

“It’s me. Mr. Poacher.”

“Yes? “Huh?”

“My son-in-law asked me a favor.”

“Boo, I’m asking you a favor.”

“I want you to come with me.”

“Oh, no. Mister. Wait. What the hell is this..”

“Uh oh. How are you, lady?”

“Huh? Musketeer? Was it Killian? Why are you… What about the hut, both of you here…”

“I left the hut with Henry for a while.”

“Hurry up and get your arms ready and follow me.”

“To. “Eh?”

Without properly assessing the situation, Han Aram roughly changed her clothes and followed the two people out.

Soon they moved to the ground level of the abyss and entered the great forest.

“Oh my…”

“Ruler. The Han Aram Rehabilitation Project begins today. The deadline is unlimited.”

“Now, just a moment. “Rehabilitation?”

“My son-in-law asked me to do it. He asked me to train Miss Han Aram ‘to be useful.'”

“Yes? Useful, usable…?”

Aram Han. She was originally the strongest among Jang Jo-jun’s women, but she is now an unfortunate heroine who has been pushed to the bottom of the list.

As her skills leveled upward, Han A-ram’s position made her precarious. Accordingly, Jang Jo-jun specifically asked the poacher and Demon Musketeer Killian to strengthen Han A-ram.

“Don’t you feel embarrassed if you are weaker than your younger brother? “We will help you.”

“Okay. Swordmage also has five teachers. “Is there anything we can’t teach?”

“OMG. Ugh.”

In fact, Han A-ram was only shocked when he was teased, but he quickly forgot about it afterwards. Your younger brother may become stronger than you. I wasn’t the type of person to get stressed by every single thing like that.

Rather, the feeling of death was even greater now that I was forced to practice.

“Okay then, let’s relax our bodies lightly first.”

“I hate poetry…”

Even if I wanted to, there was no way to escape. Because it wasn’t a poacher’s hand from the moment it entered the forest.

Now she had to wage an endless competition for survival in this forest against cloned demons and beasts until the poacher was satisfied.

Also…

“Ugh.. Fuck.”

Lamech, who was designated as her opponent, was waiting in the middle of the forest holding a kitchen knife.

If she wanted to get out of the forest and rest, she had to knock down Lamech.

Demon hunters were trained by poachers, magicians, and human hunters.