Nit's mother, Mijina, is a beauty with fair skin and white feathers, which is a symbol of the large number of celestial angels in her ancestors.

She comes from the Archangel family at the foot of the Holy Mountain of Light. She is a noble and prominent family, and she is a glorious family.

But for some reason, he brought Nit to this remote village.

Nite and his mother walked straight ahead, and then chose a remote place near the river in this emerging kingdom to stop. Here lived a group of gray-winged people who were like barbarians, and their words had already been compared with those of the eastern part of the Bright Land. People are completely different, and most of the words have already been lost.

In this world, some people are born with civilization, prosperity, and wealth, while some people are born like beasts and have nothing.

Just because the place of birth is different.

The mother showed her strength to the Yimen of the tribe who lived here for generations. She grabbed a feather and just stretched out her hand to see a seriously ill Yiman healed under her hands and got up from the bed. She said, "Bless you."

The poor and backward tribal Yi people knew this kind of power, but it was the first time they saw it. They worshiped Nite's mother as an envoy. The Yimen of the tribe uttered cheers in the native language, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, welcoming the arrival of the "God Envoy".

Nit stood behind his mother, looking longingly at her back. I don't know if I am envious of that power.

Still envious of this power in exchange for the worship of mortals.

Here they settled down, and the tribal wingmen built houses for them, on the highest hills.

at night.

Mother took Nit to the forest.

Nit was a little afraid of the dark, and followed behind his mother cautiously.

He saw his mother drawing a strange ritual array on the ground, and there was a sound of wind or roar in the air.

He was even more frightened: "Mom, what are we doing?" My mother, Miggina, didn't speak, just knelt on the ground.

She kept chanting strange spells and calling out a name. She seemed to have communicated with some existence, and she seemed to be extremely struggling, her body was shaking constantly, she got up and clasped her hands for a while, then fell down.

At this time, her turban suddenly fell apart.

It revealed her full face that was always concealed.

It can be seen that there is a large depression on the forehead of the beautiful face, and there is a scar that cannot heal.

It looked very scary.

Mijina stopped the ceremony in a panic, quickly grabbed the falling scarf, and kept wrapping it around her head.

But when he turned around, he saw his son's gaze. She stopped immediately, pulled off her headscarf, crawled to the side and pulled her son to her side fiercely.

Excited, she told him with trembling voice.

"Nit, did you see that?"

"This is the trace of the weak being plundered by the strong."

"I can no longer cast divine spells, I can only use props to show my strength."

"We were kicked out of the kingdom of heaven. Those people took everything we had and killed our people."

The mother's originally gentle eyes became very scary, full of unwillingness.

"Why?"

"Why can't they have it and we can't have it." "Why should we suffer this? What's wrong with us?" Finally, the mother said.

"I hate that Bright Kingdom, I hate those guys." Nit didn't understand his mother's emotions, but he knew that her mother must have been hurt by someone.

Those people must be bad people.

The ritual was completed, and Mother Migina borrowed the power of the gods. She also regained her features, becoming beautiful and noble again. But she still covered herself tightly with a headscarf and cloak, never daring to show her face and wings, and said to the outside world that she had dedicated everything to the gods.

She just dedicated it to which god, but she never said. In the following days.

Mother Mijina's constant display of "powerful" power, as well as her status as an angel, have attracted many gray people nearby.

A member of the Wing Tribe.

She established a small town here, and also opened up a connection with another nearby city, became the missionary and mayor of the town, and summoned caravans from far away.

She gathers the townspeople together every day, preaches the teachings of God to them, and proclaims the beauty of the Kingdom of God.

When someone dies, she is also responsible for leading mortals to the kingdom of God.

above the hospital bed.

Mijina used divine magic to heal an old winged man, and finally shook her head.

"No, he's hopeless."

"He was called by God to go to the kingdom of God."

After hearing this, the family members of the elderly Yiren also felt that it was good. If they could go to the kingdom of God, death would no longer be scary!

At night, Migina held a grand ceremony, and everyone in the village came to visit.

Under the power of Mijina, everyone could see that a shadow floated out of the old winged man and flew towards the kingdom of God. Everyone knelt on the ground piously and looked at the old man who was going to the kingdom of God with envy.

This is a peaceful and peaceful town, and everyone seems to be living so happily.

She has the protection of a divine envoy, believes in God, and returns to God after death.

"Migina-sama is a good person!"

"She took us in, built a town and residence for us, and brought us many things that we didn't have before, and let us learn to pray to God."

"I hope that I can also be called by God one day earlier, and I can go to the kingdom of God to enjoy blessings."

Nit stood in the corner, watching the shadow flying towards the sky, and heard what the townspeople said again.

The little face is full of pride.

Feel proud of my mother.

On this day, Nit was brought to the city to test his talent.

The result is that Nite has inherited their family's talent and has a good chance of becoming an excellent powerful person in the future.

On the way back, Mijina was even happier than Nit, and she grabbed Nit's hand vigorously.

"very good."

"That's great, Nate."

"I knew, Nite, you would definitely be my pride."

Nit also said happily: "Well, I will make you proud of me, Mom."

Under the sun, Nit flapped his wings, and he felt his heart float out, floating above the sea of ​​clouds.

It's just that he doesn't know that mother's expectations are a very heavy thing, especially when her expectations are too high for you to bear.

Next, Nite began to learn supernatural knowledge, learning day after day.

He hardly has any time, and his mother arranges his daily life fully, hoping that he can become the outstanding person she expected.

He gets up before dawn every day to read books that are bigger than his head. In the afternoon, he has to learn various introductory magic arts, and at night he has to meditate and practice under the eyes of his mother.

Mijina hoped that he could do what she couldn't do before, and hoped that through this son, she could accomplish things that she would never be able to accomplish.

However, her strong desire cannot be passed on to the child.

slowly.

Nit felt tired.

From the beginning, his curiosity and desire for extraordinary power gradually turned into disgust.

He started to pretend to be working hard in front of his mother, but when she left, he threw everything aside.

However, Nit's behavior was quickly discovered by Mijina.

Mijina was so angry that her whole body was shaking, she looked at her son in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe that he would do this. "Why don't you work hard?"

"I told you everything, I have arranged everything for you, and I will give you the best, don't you know?"

"I'm a little tired!" Nit said.

Mijina's voice was instantly raised to the point of screaming: "Tired

up? "

"Are you as tired as I am, and as hard as I am?"

"Do you know what I paid for you to gather the things for your practice? Do you know what I exchanged for your meditation method? You don't know anything."

"How dare you relax, you don't even know how hard I work, you know me..."

Seeing his mother trembling with anger, Nite was a little scared, and he knelt on the ground and cried.

"I know, I will study and practice seriously." My mother sat aside for a long time without speaking. After a while, she calmed down slowly, and finally looked at Nit.

Finding that Nite has started to study hard, he smiled with satisfaction. "That's right, if you study hard and practice hard, you must become a powerful and powerful person, all the way to the second and third ranks."

"Then, go and attack the realm between gods and men."

"Go and outrun those guys."

She looked at her son with expectant and eager eyes and said. "Nite, you must work hard to be the pride of your mother." Nite kept wiping away tears. First, he felt fear in his chest, and then he kept thinking about his mother's face, and recalling how difficult it was for her to bring him up alone.

Gradually, some guilt arose in his heart, which finally turned into a strong sense of mission.

"I can't be sorry to my mother, I want to be her pride." My mother Mijina is a strict and harsh person in front of Nit, but in the eyes of others, she is a gentle and kind existence like the incarnation of a god.

But her reputation around her is getting better and better, and more and more people are fleeing to the town, kneeling at Miggina's feet and becoming believers of God. What Nite hears every day is how powerful and beautiful his mother is, and how difficult it is for him.

Nit feels more and more that he should work hard for his mother. but.

Human efforts are also limited.

As he grows up day by day, Nite has not become the person Miggina expected at all. He has become a young man who is always stuck in the bottleneck of the middle stage of the first order, and he can't go any further. "Why?"

"You must not work hard enough, you must be lazy again." My mother always said this, and reprimanded him loudly.

Finally, after another failed breakthrough, he faced his mother's disappointed eyes and angry words.

Growing up, he always liked not to speak, and Nit, who had kept silent all the time, couldn't help but roared loudly.

"I've worked hard, I've done the best I can, I can't help it, I can't help it."

"I'm already very serious for you, mom, and I'm already doing my best."

When the mother heard Nit say this, she became even more angry.

"for me?"

She seemed to laugh angrily, and then pointed hard at Nit's forehead. "Not for me, but for yourself."

"What you have learned, the power of your practice, is your own, has it fallen on me?"

"Why do you feel that you are studying for me? Is this your determination and perseverance to pursue becoming a strong man?"

Nit shouted: "Yes, this is my determination and perseverance to work hard."

"If it's not for you, mom, why should I work so hard?"

"Everything I do."

"All my motivation."

"It's all for you, mom. You told me to become stronger."

Nit seemed to be yelling too hard, his throat was hoarse.

"Why did you become so strong? You are not so strong, and you don't have extraordinary power. Didn't you just come here like this?" "I think it's pretty good to be ordinary."

Mother looked at Nit, as if extremely disappointed.

Her voice was no longer sharp, but calm.

It was a calm of disappointment and disgust.

"You actually think so, just like those ordinary people?"

"Did I give birth to you just to give birth to a waste?" The voice was not sharp, but

It was like a sharp knife pierced into Nite's heart.

Nit couldn't take it anymore.

"That's right, I'm just that useless, I'm not your pride."

"Then just pretend you never gave birth to my son!"

He ran outside, spread his wings, and flew out of town in the blink of an eye.

Nit flies freely in the sky, he can fly wherever he wants, and he no longer has to worry about time.

He fell down and bathed in the river.

He flew over the volcano, hovering high above, watching the lava inside the volcano.

He chased the wild animals running across the land, and frightened them. This is Nit's happiest day in so many days, a day without hard work.

At night he slept on top of an unfinished windmill.

But after calming down, he became no longer happy. He kept thinking in his mind.

"Will what I said just now hurt Mom?" "I've been away for so long, Mom won't worry about me, right?" "She said that about me first."

"I'm never going back."

"What's your home like now?"

The next morning, Nit, who had not slept soundly all night, finally chose to go back.

"It's not admitting defeat, it's just going back to see how things are going."

Nate thought so.

On the way back, he was worried that his mother would find him and how his mother would punish him.

Sometimes he thought about how tough he should be, and sometimes he thought about how to admit his mistakes so as to reduce punishment.

Hovering in such responsible emotions of anger, fear, and worry, he flew back to the town little by little.

The surrounding environment became more and more familiar, but his flying speed became slower and slower.

Finally, he sighed.

"Apologize to Mom!"

He flapped his wings and accelerated, flying towards the small town.

However, when he arrived above the small town, the mirror image he saw made his mind go blank.

for a moment.

He even forgot to wave his wings, and fell directly from the sky, landing in the center of the town.

He was covered in mud and had many wounds when he fell, but he got up without knowing the pain.

Under the constricted pupils.

It's a dangling rope, and a head wrapped around the rope.

In the early morning, the town was full of corpses, and the densely packed corpses of winged people were hung by a strange rope at the door of their own houses. Everyone in the town was dead, swaying in the wind like a heavy piece of bacon.

"ah!"

"ah!"

Nit yelled in fear. He obviously didn't control his body and organs, but he didn't know why he made such a sound. He lay on the ground and kept backing away, but he was just rubbing his hands back.

As he retreated, he gradually leaned against the wall of a house.

"Squeak!"

"Squeak!"

He suddenly heard a voice coming from above his head, and when he raised his head, he saw a dead body hanging right above his head.

He was about to yell just now, but as a low-level powerful person, he heard voices from his heart, and he heard the corpse wailing.

"ah!"

"don't want…"

"It hurts~"

It was ten times, a hundred times more tragic than the scream he had just made. As a low-level powerful person, Nite's eyes shone brightly, and he finally saw the truth.

Those ropes were tied not only to the corpses, but also to the spirits inside them.

The bodies of those people were hanged to death, but their spirits were not dead, they were tightly trapped by the rope, and it was getting tighter and tighter.

Just as Nit was about to do something, suddenly a series of ropes came from the void and wrapped around his neck.

Ni

Te grabbed the rope and struggled desperately. But to no avail, he kept rising, but on the way up, he saw a "person" holding a rope standing on the highest point of the town, which was also the roof of his house.

Well, a "person" in the shape of a god.

All the hanging ropes were born from the other party's hands. He shouted loudly at the other party: "Who are you?"

He was originally thinking, but turned his head and looked over after hearing the question. Then he said in a superior tone: "The incarnation of the curse, the master of purgatory."

Nit had never heard of this title.

But the opponent is undoubtedly a powerful guy.

He didn't understand, why such a powerful guy appeared here, and why he wanted to kill everyone in the town. He yelled at the other party full of puzzlement, anger, and panic.

"Why?"

"Why are you doing this?"

The man replied without emotion: "Curse those who are killed are irreparably corrupt."

"Those who sacrifice to others are destined to be sacrificed themselves." "Curse of hanging!"

"In this way, you can deeply understand the pain of the sacrificed."

Nit couldn't understand what the other party was saying at all: "What are you talking about?"

"Why, why did you kill so many people!" "Why do you?"

Nit struggled constantly, and he questioned the other party furiously. However, the Lord of Purgatory finally looked at Nite.

However, the Lord of Purgatory ignored Nit's screaming and roaring, and hung Nit up without mercy. As soon as the rope was tightened, he was silent again.

The Lord of Purgatory walked down from the roof, and he could see a figure hanging from the eaves. He walked through the figure looking for something, but found nothing in the end.

"Why didn't I find it, where is the arrangement of the king of **** Naproses?"

"What the **** is it?"

"Didn't Dark Moon say that this guy's aura and power have appeared in this area many times?"

The avatar of the Lord of Purgatory then moved on, looking for the next gathering place of the Fallen.

curse.

This is a terrifying power, especially for those who violate taboos.

After being cursed, most people will not die immediately. They will taste the deepest despair under the power of the curse. After the curse absorbs the power of the deepest despair, it will push them into the flames of purgatory little by little. .

At this moment, Nit tasted this power.

His body is dead, but his spirit is hanging by the rope, which is getting tighter and tighter.

Little by little, the rope pulled his spirit out of his body and into the sky.

In mid-air, he saw a large number of phantoms hanging by ropes, each of them was someone he was familiar with.

"People from the town."

"Everyone is here, where is he taking us?"

Others struggle and suffer, but in fact they are no longer a complete person, without thinking ability, only incomplete consciousness and instinct.

But don't know why.

Nit is different from others, he retains complete consciousness and thinking ability.

Nit also discovered something unusual about himself. He didn't know why, but he immediately began to think of various ways to untie the rope around his neck, trying to escape from it.

He faintly felt that if he was hoisted to the highest place, he might never be able to escape again.

He will face a more terrible ending and punishment than death. Nite's phantom hands kept grabbing the rope, but he couldn't untie the rope at all. He kept trying and refused to give up no matter what.

Under the threat of death, he erupted with an enthusiasm that was many times higher than studying, and he thought of various methods in an instant. However, it is at this time.

A figure hangs from his side.

slowly, slowly

.

Rising toward the sky.

Nit stopped all his movements for a moment and stared at the figure.

"Mother?"

He saw that his mother's spirit was also suspended in the air. He no longer cared about the continuously tightening rope around his neck. He looked at his mother with the most desperate expression on his face, and the despair even made the rope around his neck tremble violently for a moment, and then Constantly extended.

"No!"

"No, don't, don't..."

He himself didn't know what he was talking about, he just couldn't accept such a picture.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to grab him.

But the other party rose faster and faster, and he could no longer reach the other party, so he could only keep waving his hands, over and over again.

He does sometimes hate the other party forcing himself to work hard. As long as I think of the other party, all kinds of bad pictures can emerge, and it seems that as long as I think of the other party, I will be afraid.

But at this moment, when he found that he had really lost the other party.

But none of those images appeared in his mind, instead, many images that he didn't usually pay attention to appeared.

The picture of his mother preparing birthday gifts for himself, the picture of his mother waiting for him to finish his meditation late at night and cooking him dinner, and the picture of his mother preparing everything for him before dawn.

now.

He seemed to have forgotten all the bad things again, leaving only the good things about the other party.

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Suddenly, he heard a voice.

"Because you didn't try hard enough."

"Because you're a trash!"

"You are not strong enough, that's why you and your mother were robbed by others."

"Nit!"

"If you had listened to your mother, maybe...it wouldn't be like this."

The voice overlapped, and it felt a little familiar.

I don't know if he said it himself or my mother said it. There were phantom tears on his face.

"You're right."

"Ordinary people and weak people will only be plundered by others." "If I become stronger, if I work harder, will it...it won't be like this."

At this time, something in Nit's body glowed.

It was a bottle that shone with a corrupted radiance.

The Lord of Purgatory killed all the people here without mercy, leaving no one left.

but.

However, he did not expect that the King of Hell created such a high-level and authoritative thing as the Bottle of Original Sin.

Born in this era, he has never seen a legacy of mythology.