# 1594
# Chapter 1594: Angel of Silence, Shen Qingzhu
The moment Lucifer saw those six gray wings, his pupils slightly contracted.
Six-Winged Seraph?!
How was this possible?
In this world, apart from Him and Michael, how could there possibly be another surviving angel?
Moreover, that pair of wings was neither the pure white of a Seraph nor the pitch black of a demon, but a mysterious grayish-white… like wings that had grown from ashes—deathly silent, mute, suffocating.
Lucifer had never seen such an angel before.
Just as Lucifer gazed at the Six-Winged Seraph, the figure atop the mountain of corpses seemed to sense something, turning to look in his direction. Those lonely eyes rippled with a wave of emotion.
The moment he saw that face, Lucifer's heart trembled. A strange fear suddenly surged through him!
Lucifer didn't know where this fear came from. Even when facing the encirclement and suppression of the Gods of Great Xia, he had never been this terrified. It was a fear that came from his body's instincts. That six-winged gray angel before him seemed to have a natural suppression over him—merely standing there made him uneasy all over.
"Who are you?!" Lucifer knew he had been discovered, and a low voice rang out.
The figure stood atop the mountain of corpses, gray wings blotting out the sky. He looked down at the bloodied Lucifer, brow slightly furrowed,
"Hell should have been cleared out by me already… so what kind of crawling creature is this?"
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Just as Lucifer was about to say something, he suddenly froze in place,
"Cleared out Hell?"
His gaze fell upon the towering mountain of corpses, as if thinking of something, "You killed all the corrupted demons alone? Who are you?!"
"【Night Curtain】 Squad, Shen Qingzhu."
"【Night Curtain】?" Lucifer frowned, "What is that…"
The figure paused, eyes slightly narrowing, "On your body, there is the aura of Hell… are you Lucifer? No, why do I also smell the Cthulhu Faction… never mind, since you're a crawling creature of the Cthulhu Faction, I'll clean you up together.
After absorbing the hellish power from your body, I should be able to leave this place as well."
In Lucifer's astonished gaze, the Six-Winged Seraph slowly raised his palm. A Chief God-level might erupted from within him, instantly covering the entire blood-red sky!
Feeling the pressure emanating from Shen Qingzhu, Lucifer's pupils violently contracted. In his current half-dead state, he absolutely could not match Shen Qingzhu, who possessed the source of Hell. In those dormant eyes, he sensed an intense threat of death.
He immediately said: "Wait! You and I are both angels born from Hell, why must we slaughter each other?! If we join forces, there's basically nothing in this world that—"
Before Lucifer could finish speaking, the angel atop the mountain of corpses gently pressed a finger to his lips, eyes slightly narrowed:
"Shh—"
With this silencing gesture, a mysterious rhythm flowed from his fingertips. The six sky-blocking gray wings suddenly seemed to melt, spreading across the barren black earth, soaking the entire world in gray…
A诡异法则之力悄然降临。
Lucifer's voice cut off abruptly. His lips continued to open and close, as if trying to persuade something, but within this gray world, not a single sound could be heard.
Gray sky, gray earth, gray mountain of corpses, gray angel…
The deathly silent and沉闷 color of ashes climbed onto Lucifer's bloodied remains, like countless hands reaching out from the abyss of silence, firmly gripping into his body, dyeing him gray as well.
An unprecedented agony flooded Lucifer's mind. The mouth sewn into his pelvic cavity疯狂地张大，像是在发出极为凄惨痛苦的嘶吼声，但无论祂如何呐喊，这片世界都没有丝毫的声音。
He was like a drowning person submerged in silence, frantically struggling on the earth. Above the mountain of corpses, the figure only calmly watched this scene, without a trace of emotional fluctuation.
He only silently raised his palm and lightly snapped his fingers toward this gray world.
Snap——
Suddenly, Lucifer's broken body abruptly stopped.
A crack spread from the center of his gray body. In this silent world, a light sound finally emerged… He split apart.
Lucifer's pupils死死盯着尸山上的Shen Qingzhu，两半的嘴巴开合，无声的嘶吼着:
—Angel of Silence.
The split-in-half Lucifer僵硬地再度分裂，四瓣，八瓣，十六瓣……His body split into fine sand-sized pieces at a visible rate, dissolving into the air. Carried by a breeze, they drifted toward the figure atop the mountain of corpses.
The gray world receded like a tide. The six gray wings reappeared behind Shen Qingzhu. He slowly closed his eyes. A black crystal heart in his chest absorbed all the gray particles that Lucifer had become, beating strongly.
"Finally fully fused…" Shen Qingzhu let out a long breath.
His gaze swept over this silent Hell, and a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, "Time to go back."
He raised his palm and lightly slashed through the emptiness before him. A long narrow black portal appeared in Hell. Behind the portal was a hazy mist, and between them, the sound of surging waves could be faintly heard.
Shen Qingzhu stood before this portal, his expression somewhat complicated…
During this long time, he had stayed here alone absorbing the source, dying again and again, being reborn again and again. The original pair of jet-black wings had transformed through his countless struggles into this unique gray.
He couldn't remember how he had gradually regained consciousness. He only remembered countless corrupted demons being destroyed by him in this silent world. His hands were stained with blood, and so were that pair of gray wings.
When he finally woke up completely, Hell was empty, and corpses piled into mountains.
He had wandered through this Hell of life, death, and slaughter for so long that he had somewhat forgotten what the outside world was like.
Shen Qingzhu stood before the door, looking back at the empty Hell and the blood-red mountain of corpses. After a moment, he slowly spoke:
"Hell… should be destroyed too."
That black crystal heart beat in his chest, emitting a沉闷声响. As Shen Qingzhu turned and stepped through the door, this blood-red Hellish world剧烈颤抖起来!
Mountains shattered, the sky fell. The mountain of corpses standing in the center of Hell began to dissolve into gray particles… This world was like a dangerous building that had lost its pillars, collapsing in large sections, and finally annihilated with a thunderous crash!
In the void world, that deep crimson figure gradually disappeared behind the portal… His murmuring voice clearly echoed in the silence.
"Qiye… I'm back."