Chapter: 1914

�Kill Sirone.�as painfully as possible.�Bring his grievous face in front of me.�Because there is an angel that I must show you.�

�That is my joy.�However, as a lowly person, I have no way of knowing where the abominable Sirone is.�

Kariel opened the Great Law and checked the status of the central processing unit of Jebul.

The map representing the entirety of Purgatory was being engulfed in red light.�In proportion to the area, it was a tremendous speed.

�Babel is searching the skies above purgatory.�You should be able to search all coordinates until the day of the full moon.�When that time comes, your chance will come.�

Ikasa�s eyes flashed.

Come to think of it, the day of the full moon was approaching.

The time when the law of the negative season is at its strongest in purgatory.�It was also a time when she, her fallen angel, could become the most powerful.

�Wait, Sirone.�

Ikasa�s eyes were filled with the desire for revenge.


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Around midnight, Fleur�s door opened.

She was Jonah, so there was no need to show her face.

Confirming that there was no one in the hallway, she closed the door with a nimble motion and entered the depths of the headquarters.

If searching is the main thing, one is better than two, and the risk of getting caught is reduced.

Now was the right time for Sirone to be dispatched as a subordinate unit of the 2nd Command to unite the rebels.

�No matter how you think about it, it�s suspicious.�What are they doing?�

Flew, who was moving along the wall, turned a corner and hurriedly turned around.

At the end of the corridor, two sentries were walking and talking.

�Hey, sleepy.�don�t they sleep�What are you going to eat at this hour?�

�Geuk, eat as much as you want.�It�s livestock anyway.�

The sentry suddenly stopped walking around the corner with a plate full of food.

a colleague asked.

�What, why?�

�No, I think something moved over there.�

The sentry passed the tray to his colleague and walked to the shadow cast on the wall.

There was nothing suspicious about it.

�weird.�I must have dreamed of something.�

�You must have mistook it for a torch.�

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