The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 474
"Little narrow-minded?" The first fallen said with some difficulty, what kind of weird rhetoric, as if because this guy held a grudge, he was about to be killed.

At this moment, Moriarty also said nonchalantly.

"Ah, that disgusting look, I know what you're thinking, and unfortunately, you're right."

With that said, Moriarty took out a pistol from his pocket.

It was the pistol he had brought from that old underground family in London before, and then he loaded it skillfully and put it on the head of the first fallen.

"I just hold grudges."

It was a light, but inhuman tone.

Then, "Bang!"
Moriarty fired.

The bullet crossed the barrel of the gun, and rushed straight into the brain of the first fallen, and then shot out from the back of the head.A big bloody hole was blasted.

Then, the first fallen wobbled a few times, plopped, and fell to the ground.

Ziliang grinned slightly.

Constantine also had a similar expression.

They haven't figured out what exactly happened, but Moriarty just appeared, and, inexplicably, he used a small dagger to pierce the body of the newly fallen man, and then opened his head. A hole was made, and a gun was used, a very ordinary gun.

What was even more frightening was that after being shot, the first fallen fell to the ground obediently like an ordinary person, and never stood up again.

Such a sudden reversal seems to have changed the surrounding paintings.

After a long time like this, Ziliang confirmed that the newly fallen person showed no signs of standing up again, so he finally asked.

"Well, I said, what the hell is going on?"

Moriarty put the pistol into his pocket, and looked at him as if nothing happened.

"What exactly are you referring to?"

Ziliang thought about it for a while: "Well, since your brain is a little abnormal, you can start from the beginning."

"Oh." Moriarty was really obedient at this time, so he explained to Ziliang.

"First of all, after I came to this plane, I knew there was heaven and hell, so I wanted to see it." Moriarty said, "Then I committed suicide."

Ziliang nodded. In fact, if he hadn't known a bastard named Chen Xiao before, he wouldn't have been able to adapt to Moriarty's way of thinking.

"Then I went to hell very logically, um. Actually, I still want to go to heaven, but I can only go to one place at a time, so I can't be too greedy. Then, I met the first fallen, and then I just wanted to kill him."

Speaking of this, Ziliang interrupted the other party: "Wait, you mean, you went to hell just to kill the first fallen?"

Moriarty shook his head: "No, traveling is still the most important thing, but if you can kill the first fallen by the way, why not do it."

"But, why do you tell the first fallen about the contents of the records of "Hell", you are blatantly cheating us." Ziliang continued to ask.

"Well, well, I really cheated you, but you also said before that future changes are not that simple, so the first-timers will know the content of "Hell" sooner or later, so it's better for me to do it. Tell him so that I can stay by his side logically."

"Hiss, your fucking idea is quite right, then you can continue."

"Oh." Moriarty nodded obediently: "Then, I went around hell with the first fallen, let alone, the scenery of hell is really unique, it looks like a world Dilapidated copies of it, everywhere."

"Speak the key."

"Oh, then, I lured the first fallen, killed the other two demon kings, and then counterattacked the world. You all know what happened after that, right?"

Ziliang nodded and said, "Yes, we know, but should you explain what this dagger is?"

Ziliang pointed to the dagger in the heart of the newly fallen man and said.

"Oh, this one, this one is called the Double King Sword. It is a weapon that can harm God, but this weapon must be refined with the souls of the two most powerful demons in the world."

"You mean, the souls of Beelzebub and Azazel?"

"Yes."

"Well, this is a bit suspicious. There is such a weapon in the world? How could God allow such a thing to exist in this world?"

"Actually. It's not suspicious, because this thing was created by God."

"What?" Ziliang was taken aback.

"Actually, you should already know what [The First Fallen] is. Yes, he is the rational side of God. Moreover, after God separated him from himself, he really thought about it. In the case of self-control, let the first fall kill himself, and the weapon to kill himself is the "Double King Sword", which is why the two demon kings in hell, in fact, those two poor guys, from one In the beginning, it was just a container for a dagger.

He even threw a 'melting furnace' into hell on purpose, using that 'melting furnace of pain' to refine the souls of two demon kings into swords, but it's ridiculous that that melting furnace is now in hell, and it seems to be used as a gift The devil has a big pot of things. "

Ziliang nodded: "Well, before I completely go crazy, I should arrange a way to solve the funeral. Such a routine of countering myself is really worthy of the title of 'creator'. Then, since the first fallen is God One of the two sides of one body, then the weapon that can kill God can naturally kill him.”

"Yes." Moriarty replied with a smile.

"Well, what you said is very exciting. In fact, I did think that you bastard pit us because of some deeper conspiracy, but I quickly dismissed this idea because I always have a Question. That’s you, how on earth do you know these secrets that even I don’t know?!”

Ziliang stared at Moriarty with squinting eyes, his expression was obvious, and then he said, "You better tell me the truth."

And Moriarty, who is an out-and-out conspirator, was not angry, he was still smiling, and took out a mobile phone.

"Well, in fact, you should have thought of it. The reason why I know this is because someone told me these secrets. That person knows all planes, all power systems, all weapons, equipment, props, All the refining processes of buildings, organs, etc., the Double King Sword is naturally involved. That day, I stole your phone, and then I chatted with him."

Before Moriarty finished speaking, Ziliang slapped himself on the forehead bitterly.

"Damn it, I knew it, it's [Craftsman] that idiot again."

However.
Suddenly at this moment, there was a "bang".

The door of the hospital seemed to be pushed open by someone.
Then, a calm and unwavering and passionate voice came over.

"I... am not brainless."

(It's the last day of the month, you know what I want, right! Well, yes! Tickets!!!)

(End of this chapter)