"What about now?"
"In the midst of death."
"Heh."
Picking up his glass and clinking it against phisto’s, Hawk listened, then glanced at the drink, "This drink isn’t spiked like before, is it?"
phisto chuckled and said, "Yes, do you dare to drink it?"
Their eyes t.
Hawk and phisto burst into laughter and then downed their drinks.
As the glasses clinked back down on the table,
Hawk said directly, "You found out what the Heaven Dinsion is up to, and then thought that the enemy of my enemy is my friend, so you plan to ally with ?"
phisto grabbed the wine bottle beside him, chuckled, and while pouring more drinks for them both, glanced at Hawk.
"Do you know what kind of thods those birdn from the Heaven Dinsion like to use to seize other Lords of Dinsions’ Planets of Life?"
"Does it have sothing to do with their soul traits?"
"Exactly, and they want much more than just the Planet of Life."
phisto nodded, set the bottle aside, lifted his glass, and began to recount the Heaven Dinsion’s offensive tactics against Hawk.
In simple terms,
If a Planet of Life is likened to grain in a pot, then the dinsion ruling over this Planet of Life is like the pot.
And Heaven!
The grain, it wants.
The pot, it also wants to take away.
This relies on their Heaven Dinsion’s soul traits.
"Normally, wars between dinsions occur between two dinsions."
"Whichever dinsion has deeper foundations and stronger dinsional power."
"But those birdn from the Heaven Dinsion are different."
"Their attack thods are like cuckoo birds on Earth."
"Not from the outside, but through despicable thods from the inside."
"They release souls, silently infiltrating the Planet of Life, rging into the Death Dinsion in an imperceptible manner as souls belonging to them."
"And when the number of their souls has accumulated enough."
"Their killer move cos."
"They will activate these souls, rge them, and create an Angel bearing the mark of the Death Dinsion, yet loyal to them."
"Death Angels!"
"With the birth of a new Death Angel, since it belongs to the Death Dinsion, this Death Angel is qualified to launch a war to seize the dinsion from the Lord of Death."
"At that ti——"
"The Death Dinsion will beco theirs, the Planet of Life will also beco theirs, and all the souls on the Planet of Life will, under their unique brainwashing, turn into endless fuel for their attack on the next Planet of Life."
"..."
After three glasses of wine,
phisto had finished telling the story of how the Heaven Dinsion seizes ownership of a Planet of Life, and the fate Earth would face if the Heaven Dinsion conquered it.
The story was exciting.
Hawk’s heart was unmoved.
So what if it’s conquered.
What does it matter to him?
As if without the Heaven Dinsion, the little Earth wouldn’t be fraught with disasters.
However, Hawk understood the core of phisto’s storytelling.
"Buddy, I’m in big trouble, help !"
This was the subtext of phisto and the reason he ca over for drinks.
Clearly, phisto, who had just returned ho, must have noticed sothing, which is why he hastily invited him over.
But...
This ti, Hawk snatched the wine bottle, pouring for phisto, a bit curious.
"What did you discover?"
"..."
At Hawk’s words, the corners of phisto’s mouth and eyes both twitched involuntarily. He thought for a mont, looked at Hawk, "The seed of the Death Angel has already been planted by those birdn."
Hawk’s eyebrows shot up, "The seed of the Death Angel, I rember you said that this thod seems like it would take hundreds of..."
At this point, Hawk paused.
Because if the doppelganger state like Catherine Pierce is indeed an angel soul from the Heaven Dinsion.
Then Catherine Pierce wasn’t the first doppelganger.
The earliest doppelganger ca before Catherine Pierce.
This ans!
Hawk, looking at phisto’s grim expression, couldn’t help but chuckle.
phisto’s brows furrowed.
Hawk quickly raised his hand, "Sorry, I didn’t an it, after all, you always told that Earth’s souls were your exclusive domain, and it turns out a bunch of birdn had been busy under your nose for about hundreds of years, and only now did you realize, and that was even under my reminder?"
phisto’s expression turned dark.
"I thought they would keep their promise and relinquish this planet."
"Co on, you’re a Demon, and you don’t even keep promises, you expect them to?"
Hawk retorted speechlessly.
phisto’s face darkened further.
"I called you over, not for you to ridicule ."
"Apologies."
No harm in politeness.
Aside from phisto wanting to kill him, and him wanting phisto’s Hell, they actually shared a good relationship.
So Hawk promptly apologized again, then picked up his glass, clinked it with phisto’s, and after downing his drink, watched phisto pour more wine, "So, you want to ally with , the two of us, against those birdn from Heaven?"
After pouring Hawk’s drink, phisto looked at Hawk.
"Yes, they’ve already set their sights on you, haven’t they?"
"I still can’t be sure about that."
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