Chapter 15

The towering trees on both sides of the road split the sky in half, with the blue sky on the left and the golden light on the right. The fallen angel with the cold mountain black wings on his back stood under the green shade where the two walls of the sky met.

The shade was cool, and he looked even colder - almost like gloom and coldness.

Ansbillis put the black cat in the back seat and pressed its forehead with his index finger, saying in an unprecedented serious tone, "Don't follow us." The stern tone froze the black cat's eager front paws.

Ansbillis unbuckled his seat belt and instantly broke through the windshield in front of the car, rushing towards the fallen angel. Their equally tall and sturdy bodies hugged each other, rolled on the road twice, and then quickly separated. Ansbillis sat on the hood of the car, and the fallen angel leaned against the tree trunk, staring at each other fiercely from a distance of five or six meters. During the rolling process, they both took many punches and both thought the other was at fault and they were the victim.

"Are you crazy?" The fallen angel cursed, then shook his head regretfully, "Are you crazy again?"

Ansbillis clenched his five fingers on the hood of the car, and his nails scraped over the surface of the car, making a piercing sound.

"What are you doing?" The fallen angel covered his ears and leaped back seven or eight meters, taking the initiative to say, "Stop!"

Ansbillis stopped and jumped off the hood of the car, ready to open the car door.

"Don't you want to lift his seal?" The fallen angel obviously knew where his weakness was.

Ansbillis pulled the car door handle, but it snapped back. He slowly turned his head and looked at the fallen angel calmly.

The fallen angel said, "Have I ever told you that you have a very horror movie-like effect?"

Ansbillis said, "Either lift his seal now or leave." He seemed really calm, even his tone when saying "leave" was gentle.

But the calmer he was, the more alert the fallen angel became, "Count Goden is very angry with your recent actions! You should know the consequences! Don't think hiding Oceania will make everything alright. Do you think it was someone else who got him out of the sealed place and intentionally let the Holy See find him? You can look at the back of his neck for the answer."

Ansbillis's face changed, and he pulled the car door hard, actually pulling the entire door off and throwing it aside. He bent over and entered the car, supporting Oceania with one hand, gently brushing his hair aside to reveal the white skin he had kissed countless times, which was now written on with blue ink: "Hello! We meet again."

...

Ansbillis's fists fell on the fallen angel's body like a violent storm.

The fallen angel blocked for a while, but soon felt exhausted. But this madman seemed tireless, not only did he not slow down, but the force of his punches increased with each hit.

"I didn't do it!" he shouted furiously.

In response, he was met with a right hook.

The fallen angel was punched out and sent flying, his black feathers scattering in the air.

Ansbillis looked down at him for a while before taking a step and stopping in front of him. The black feathers fluttered in the air and slowly settled on Ansbillis' polished black shoes.

"Zophie."

The fallen angel looked up in surprise. "You actually remember my name? I thought I was just a punching bag with L, M, S numbers in your mind."

Ignoring his sarcasm, Ansbillis asked, "Where is he?"

Zophie rolled his eyes.

Ansbillis squinted.

Seeing signs of madness in him again, Zophie shuddered and said, "The Red Sea."

Ansbillis turned and walked away.

Zophie stood up and shouted, "He ordered you to kill Edwin and Winston!"

"Only two fifth-generation bloodlines, easy for you," Ansbillis replied.

"You'd better do as he says. You can't beat him."

"Fine. If you don't like it, let's talk about something personal... Oceania is the gift I gave to the church."

Ansbillis got into a car that had no windshield and quickly drove past him.

...

"No need to thank me."

Zophie touched his lips, suddenly smiled, and took out his phone to edit a text message and send it out.

Ivon was placed on a grill, and two goat demons squatted below to make a fire.

Mamon sat opposite, holding a glass of dark red wine. He kindly asked her if she wanted to try it.

"No, thank you, but if you want to share the same glass with me..." she licked her red lips and showed a charming smile.

Mamon ignored her and continued to savor his wine.

Ivon felt the temperature of the grill gradually rise and became nervous. She quickly changed her strategy, "I will tell you everything you want to know! Please let me down and spare me."

Mamon smiled, "Don't be nervous, it's not time yet."

"When do you want to wait?" She moved her limbs, the chains were tight, and her range of activities was limited to a small area in the center of the grill.

Mamon said, "I haven't smelled the aroma yet."

"What aroma?"

"The aroma of roast meat."

Ivon couldn't believe her eyes!

Mamon's style was completely wrong! Everyone in hell knew that Mamon was a rich and generous man with a charming and passionate personality. Who was this smiling psycho in front of her?

Did he become a cold-blooded and unreasonable person because he met Metatron and turned gay?

...

Suddenly she convinced herself.

Mamon looked at the suddenly dejected Ivon in confusion, "Did you confess?"

"I did. Can you spare me?"

"As a witch, do you think you will be cooked?"

Ivon:"..." Of course... I'm not afraid. She almost forgot that she had survived the Hellfire. How could she be afraid of a campfire? Hahaha!

　　Before she could even feel happy, the next sentence from Mamon made her face fall: "But your skin will burn."

　　Ivon pouted her mouth and really wanted to scream to the sky, "I'm not serving you gays anymore!" But reality was so harsh, she still spoke meekly, "I really didn't hide anything from you. Whatever you want to know, just ask me. If you said it, I'll say it!"

　　Mamon took a sip of his wine and smiled inscrutably, "So what do I want to know?"

　　Ivon consciously spoke, "Lady Lilith said that we are not dealing with the Blood Clan, but the Nine Inverses Society." Otherwise, she wouldn't dare to challenge the Blood Clan with Lilith so blatantly, without Lucifer's knowledge.

　　Mamon asked, "Go on."

　　Ivon continued, "Lady Lilith didn't say how she got the list. Before leaving the human world and heading to the Blood Clan world, she commanded me to go to Antarctica and pour Elder Singh's blood on the sealing spot."

　　Singh was one of the thirteen elders, and his blood could strengthen the seal. If Lilith could get his blood, it must have been with his consent. So it seemed that Lilith and the Blood Clan were on the same side. This witch-hunting farce against the Blood Clan was just for some people hiding in the dark to see.

　　Mamon asked, "Why didn't you go back to Hell?"

　　Ivon pretended to be foolish, "No, after leaving the sealing spot, I planned to go back to Hell."

　　Mamon smiled, "Ordinary flames can't kill you, but if you're burned by Hellfire for a long time, it's not so certain."

　　Ivon gritted her teeth, "I really planned to go back to Hell."

　　Mamon put down his wine glass and stood up.

　　Ivon was so frightened that she was tense all over, and was hesitating whether to tell the truth or not. Then she heard Mamon say, "Then go back."

　　...

　　Did he mean to go back and use her special ability?

　　Or go back and deceive them all?

　　Before she could ask further, Mamon turned around and disappeared in front of her.

　　...

Don't go! Explain it first!

Even if you don't want to say it, at least put her down!

Ivon rubbed her burning red buttocks, feeling exhausted.

The information obtained through Mamon's torture was received by the Holy See as soon as they opened their phone.

Tarek realized that his phone had been defaulted as the Holy See's contact device for some time, and many people used his phone to report secret information. For example, "Oceania" before, Ansbillis came to the Holy See to receive Oceania, and this time, there was a list of members of the Nine Revolutions Society lurking in the human world on his phone.

He didn't know what the Nine Revolutions Society was, but he didn't dare to take it lightly and immediately forwarded the contents of his phone to Timothy.

So Timothy and the moody Pope gathered together again to discuss this strange matter.

The Pope said, "Is it another situation where we cannot trace the other party's identity?"

Timothy said, "Yes, the phone number used by the other party is a fake one. But it's not the same as the last time."

The Pope asked, "Have you seen that list?"

Timothy replied, "Not yet." The list was too long and he had only completed one-third of the search and verification. "What I have found so far are all blood clans that were annihilated by Lilith this time. Maybe this is an action reached by Cain and Lilith. No wonder the blood clans did not pursue it aggressively." As he spoke, his fingers quickly scrolled through the phone to the end, and then his eyes fixed on it.

The Pope asked, "What's wrong?"

Timothy showed him the phone.

The Pope squinted his eyes.

The last line of the Nine Revolutions Society's list was:

Ansbillis·Macavity.