Rubik’s Cube of Heavens Chapter 23: Help

This is the dark dc universe.

Kewen does as the locals do.

Otherwise, if he is not dark enough, what if he is repelled by the universe and has troubles?

Hmm! This reason is very tenable!

At this time, seeing that the half-race female angel had given in, Kewen smiled and pushed the two feathers in front of each other.

At the same time he asked with a chuckle, "What's your name?"

"Rita."

The half-blooded female angel couldn't help but replied, and quickly reached out to hold up the two angel feathers.

"Rita?"

Kewen raised his eyebrows slightly: "It means talent, it seems that you are also very ambitious."

"It's belief!"

Rita raised her gaze and emphasized, and then spread her hidden wings with a 'swish'.

Circling the tips of her gray wings in front of her, Rita carefully attached two angel feathers to her wings.

The next moment, the two angel feathers easily merged into the wings.

The faint divine power in the feather exploded quickly, quickly flowing over Rita's pair of wings, and lightening the black and gray color of the wings a little.

"Oh?"

Kewen was surprised. He didn't expect that the divine power he had created would actually be useful to these half-blood angels.

"Hmm~"

With a nasal moan, Rita closed her eyes in enjoyment.

After a while, she opened her eyes again and looked at Kewen and said, "I will abide by the deal, so I owe you two services now."

"No rush."

Cowen snapped his fingers, causing a note to appear out of thin air and slowly fall in front of Rita.

"It's my address, um... the day after tomorrow, you can find me."

"Good."

Rita raised her hand to pick up the note and put it away.

"Then." Ke Wen raised his chin and commanded: "Make me five cups of 'angels'."

"Wait."

Rita nodded, raised her arm and gestured towards the bar, making another 'five' gesture.

Not long after, the bartender came over with a tray and placed five goblets on the table.

"Bookkeeping."

Rita said to the bartender, "Someone will pay for me in the future."

"No problem."

The bartender responded respectfully, bowed slightly and turned back to the bar.

At this point, Kewen had finished analyzing the five glasses of liquor in front of him, and he asked in surprise, "This is heaven?"

Rita shook her head.

Then she leaned forward, pursed her lips slightly, and breathed lightly into the five wine glasses.

The five glasses of clear wine changed color instantly, as if ink had been dropped into them, and soon the wine in the glasses was completely blackened.

"Angel?"

Kewen said amusingly: "This black, fallen angel, right?"

Rita gave Kewen a dissatisfied glance, and then said, "This is an angel, who can create the illusion of entering heaven, and can see the person you want to see in the illusion."

"So it is."

Kewen suddenly nodded: "Indulging in illusions, people have the illusion that they have entered heaven."

"That's it." Rita nodded.

"Interesting."

Kewen chuckled and asked, "Is this method unique to you, or are you half-angels able to do it?"

"Only mine."

Rita replies slightly proudly: "My talent is the power of the mind, and only I can make it."

Cowen nodded and waved five wine glasses up.

He stood up and exhorted, "Don't forget, the day after tomorrow."

"I'll keep the promise!" Rita whispered in a complicated tone.

Cowen smiled and returned to the booth in the corner with five cups of heaven.

"You actually got heaven?!"

The intelligence agent surprised the returning Kewen: "What method did you use? As long as you tell me the method, I can count it as the transaction price you paid!"

"No."

Kewen refused and waved five wine glasses to the table.

After sitting down, Cowen said, "I choose to pay with intelligence, so now it's time to make a deal."

"No problem."

The corners of the intelligence agent's exposed mouth twitched into a grin.

He said with a hint of playfulness in his tone: "Three days ago, there were 24 rituals to summon **** creatures in Los Angeles. I have all the lists here, but..."

Opening his mouth, the intelligence dealer chuckled smugly: "For each list, you have to pay for a corresponding intelligence."

"So are you going to keep going now?"

The intelligence agent casts his gaze from the shadow of the hood to Cowen: "If you will tell me how to get 'Heaven', I can offer it as a list of five."

Hearing this, Kewen could not help frowning slightly.

He said dissatisfiedly: "That's it? Is there no more specific information? For example, who actually moved his hand on the 'Santi Street'?"

"Shit..."

The intelligence dealer chuckled: "Do you think anyone will show off their worst?"

"So we can only filter by ourselves?"

Angela interjected, and she also frowned and said, "Do you have any other way here? The fastest way for us to determine the target."

The intelligence dealer hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"Okay..."

Sighed, and then he said generously: "There is another way, that is, you tell me the type of the **** creature, so that I can help you narrow down the list."

"This..."

Angela looked at Cowen and asked, "Do you know the type of that **** creature?"

Kewen shrugged and shook his head: "Sorry, I don't know that."

This disappoints Angela.

"Don't worry." Kewen comforted again: "I know who knows, I'll ask him now."

Speaking, Kewen stood up.

Just as he was about to teleport, he stopped again.

Looks at Angela, then at the bar lobby.

Glancing at the aliens who were looking over here, Kewen lowered his head and said to Angela, "You come with me, it's a little dangerous for you to stay here by yourself."

Hearing this, Angela quickly stood up.

Cowen took Angela's hand and said to the intelligence dealer who had already brought a glass of wine: "I'll be back in half an hour."

"No problem." The intelligence agent smiled as he made a toast: "I'll also enjoy five glasses of wine, and you'll have a full hour."

Kewen nodded, then cast a spell in his mind.

The next second, he and Angela disappeared in an instant, causing the intelligence dealer's drinking action to abruptly stop.

……

Dizziness, nausea, and vision.

Angela felt that her eyes were dark, and then the colors of the picture became colorful and gorgeous.

Although there is the same sound of music around, it is a soft piano piece instead of the heavy metal music in the midnight bar.

Grasp Kewen's palm tightly, Angela rubbed her forehead to stabilize her wobbly body.

Looking up and looking around, looking at the instantly changed environment in front of her, she raised her head and asked Kewen: "Where is this? What happened to us?"

"Sorry, are you okay?"

Kewen chuckled: "This is my way of rushing, like teleportation in a novel."

"Teleportation..."

Angela was amazed. She looked around again and found herself in a corridor.

He looked down at the thick carpet under his feet, then looked up at the very modern decor in the hallway.

Angela continued to ask, "Where are we now?"

"In another bar, the one we first met."

Cowen replied: "The **** boss here is very familiar with hell. He must know the kind of **** creature."

"Did I hear something bad?"

Lucifer's voice suddenly appeared, and his figure stepped from the end of the corridor.

"You're an asshole."

Kewen said blankly to the other party: "It's a bad word, and I said it face to face."

"Haha."

Lucifer doesn't care, he still smiles with a bohemian look: "Their words are much more vicious than yours."

While speaking, Lucifer came to Cowen and Angela.

He glanced at Angela, then gave a charming smile.

This made Angela blushed instantly, and she immediately avoided her eyes shyly.

Lucifer shrugged, he just had a natural charm.

Angela's expression at this time shows that Lucifer has seen so much that he can't count them.

Since Angela didn't give him a dazzling reaction, Lucifer naturally lost interest in him for an instant.

Looking at Kewen again, Lucifer smiled and said, "What are you doing here? Have a drink? I can treat you."

"Ask you something."

Kewen raised his hand and took out the aura of the **** creature he was holding: "Look, what kind of **** creature is this aura left behind?"

Lucifer gave a brief glance and was about to lean in to take the breath into his nose, but he stopped again.

With a cynical look on his face, Lucifer raised his eyebrows with a smile: "Why should I tell you?"

"I'm not in the mood to make trouble with you." Kewen urged: "Come on, I'll go back with Angela to investigate."

Lucifer is bored.

In the entire multiverse, only Michael can match him in status and power, allowing him to communicate with his true nature and attitude.

But that was a long time ago.

Since he fell to hell~IndoMTL.com~ he and Michael have become opposites.

This has made Lucifer a long time ago without seeing an equivalent of him.

He was pleasantly surprised by Kewen's appearance.

In Lucifer's eyes, although Kewen's identity is only a 'new god', he is just a new **** born from and empowered by the wall of origin.

But Kewen's strength is strong enough.

Strong enough to suppress the incomplete form of him.

This makes Lucifer secretly happy.

He felt that he had found another equal, and that he finally didn't have to endure loneliness.

So Lucifer always likes to cause trouble for Cowen, and he's happy no matter how Cowen reacts.

But now Kewen is not in the mood to play with him, which makes Lucifer a little disappointed...