Chapter 11 11

...he finally spread his giant wings like a fan Ready to fly, taking advantage of the turbulent smoke, Soaring as high as the sky, traveling thousands of times, It's like riding the clouds and fog to advance bravely; But there's a vast vacuum The area, immediately the posture is out of order; His wings couldn't beat, he fell straight down One click is the depth of Wan Xun. At this time, it should be Falling further, if not for the unfortunate encounter The billowing cloud reverberated violently, and the cloud Erupting flames of nitrate, Jijisi put him back How many miles to hold on; the momentum is so restrained——

Extinguished in neither sea nor solid On the swampy quicksand of the earth—he almost drowned, Struggling forward, treading mud, half a line Half-flying; he is now just using the oars and sailing. ...the devil is also single-minded Fording swamps, crossing mountains, crossing straits, crossing wastelands, time thick The time is rare, and the head, hands, wings and feet are working hard to catch up with the distance, Or swim, or sink, or wade, or crouch, or fly. The last burst of wild uproar Coming through the darkness of nothingness, The sound was so indistinguishable that it made him dizzy,

deafening.He searched for the sound and went forward, Afraid, wanting to run into someone from the loud voice Where the vibrations resound, any place in the bottom of hell "Reign" or Genie, ask him Which is the shortest way to where darkness adjoins light; At that time, what I directly saw was the chaotic Throne, his dark palace scattered in the vast One piece, on the desolate abyss; the same seat Is the black night in mourning, the oldest fellow, And his partner in dominion; by his side stands Oakes and Hades, and the dreadful Demogorgon, followed by rumor and chance,

Noisy and chaos All is chaos, And don't talk about it with thousands of mouths.