In hell.

The "God" holding a sickle just leaned over, causing Nite to back away in fright, and he even forgot what he had come to do. Forget the hatred, the resurrected mother and the people in the town, only the physical instinct to escape.

Because the existence in front of him is so terrifying, it makes people feel like a raised poultry, seeing the butcher holding a butcher knife outside the animal pen.

"Nit!"

However, the other party stopped calling Nite's name.

This forced Nite to stop.

"God" spoke again.

"I gave you a new body, so that you are still alive even without a body, so that you still retain your mind and consciousness."

"It was I who freed you from the curse of purgatory, from the eternal curse of hanged necks and the flames of purgatory."

It was only at this time that Nite realized why he survived, he asked at a loss.

"Why did you save me?"

"God" said: "Because, you are my believers!" Nite was stunned, although the words were spoken from a terrifying **** of death wielding a scythe, but it somehow made Nite feel that he had nothing to warm.

Nit asked again: "Then why didn't you save other people in the town?"

"God" said: "I have saved, otherwise why would they appear in your body?"

"It's just that what you give, there is only so much you can get."

"Some things need to be paid by you yourself, rather than relying entirely on the gods."

The king of **** asked him again: "Nit, what do you want this time when you come to my country?"

"Then, what can you give?"

Nit said quickly: "I want to revive my mother and the people in the town. They seem to be dead, but they live in my body again." The king of **** said: "They are dead and have become ghost."

"But I can satisfy your request, but you have to pay the price."

Nate asked, "What can I do for you?"

King of Hell: "It's very simple, you just need to open the bottle in your body and give me enough ghosts."

As soon as the words fell, Nit's body flickered with light.

He looked down, only then did he see that his body gradually became transparent, and there was a bottle-like thing deep inside his body.

And my mother, everyone in the town is not so much in my body as it is contained in that bottle.

Nit didn't quite understand: "What is enough ghosts dedicated to you, and what is this bottle?"

The king of **** told Nit: "It is my artifact, I put it in your body to save you."

He looked at Nit with scrutiny and expectation in his tone. "Nit, I have high expectations for you! After speaking, he pointed at Nit's chest.

"I have given you the power of the apostle, but you haven't learned how to use it yet, I will tell you later."

"You will become my apostle at that time, my spokesperson in the world, you can turn people into ghosts and send them to my kingdom." "And that bottle, it is my preparation for your next step .” Nit didn’t understand some parts.

But he thought about it, turning a living person into a ghost, isn't that the same as killing people?

He quickly said, "I can't kill others just to resurrect my mother and the people in the town, I can't do it."

The king of **** told him: "You can change your mind. This is just to guide the believers in **** to return to the kingdom of God, and it is also to send the villains to **** to be punished."

"Everyone is mortal, life is only a part of death, and the world after death is longer and more real."

"Some people get God's blessing after death, while others don't."

"so."

"Important not

It is life and death, but the protection of God. "

Nit should be special to the king of hell.

Because he actually allowed Nit to visit his kingdom of God.

Nit saw that everything was in order in the city of the dead, and the ghosts seemed to be the same as when they were alive, or even better than when they were alive.

The king of **** said: "I am in charge of the kingdom of the dead. The more pious you are, the more you will be able to receive gifts."

Nit also saw the scene outside the wilderness of the city of the dead, hungry ghosts wandering endlessly, rushing forward in the wind, frost, ice and snow, without end.

The voice of the king of **** came, followed by the howling of the cold wind. "Look, Nate!"

"And those who do evil can only end up like this." "Don't you want to send those guilty people, your enemies, here?"

"Let them taste eternal hunger, eternal cold, eternal desolation and darkness?"

These words sound very tempting.

At least for nits.

Nit seemed to have really thought of something, so he couldn't help but look at those lonely souls who were always wandering in the darkness and desolation, as if the other person's face overlapped with someone else's.

"Yes, a truly great **** should punish a guilty person like this."

Wingman's **** of heaven did not respond to Nit's affairs, it seems that the **** of **** completely satisfied Nit.

Nite finally stopped at the core of hell. He saw the so-called most devout believers, seeing them living in resplendent palaces, enjoying the best of everything, and only needing to pray to the gods every day.

"Don't they have to do anything?" Neat asked.

King of hell: "They have no sorrow, no pain, they don't have to do anything but live."

Nit stared blankly at those people in the distance: "Is it enough to just live?"

Finally, an envious look appeared on his face: "That's really great."

next.

Nit got the inheritance about the dead monarch, he knew how to mobilize the terrible power in his body, besides, he also knew how to open the "bottle".

There are restrictions on opening the "bottle", and a complete ritual barrier must be arranged, which has various requirements.

At least for now, Nite cannot really open "Him". However, just the fact that Nite mobilized the power in his body already shocked him.

The power rolled up and turned into a storm, soaring into the sky.

He said in shock, "I'm so powerful."

Because he just waved his hand, and all those uncontrollable ghosts flew out of his body and rushed to the distance.

He can use the perspective of the other party, or pour his own power into one of the ghosts, and he can turn into an extraordinary army by himself.

This is the power of the apostle, which "God" "loaned" to him in this way. really.

"God" is too generous.

Nit returned to the world.

It was already dawn at this time, and he was still hiding in his hut, kneeling in front of the already extinguished ritual array and candles.

But when he opened his eyes and looked up.

At this moment, he is completely different, "God" has opened the shackles of his power.

He stood up.

The robes in the form of the dead monarch fluttered, and his consciousness covered the surroundings, as if boundless.

The shadow beneath him squirmed.

The field of spiritual power that belonged to him began to spread covertly, and within that field he was the king.

More importantly, he could turn into a **** shape, the body under his black cloak was condensed into shape little by little, and his feet fell out from under the cloak. He stepped on the ground and walked outside.

Nit walked out. He was wearing a cloak and took off the hood to reveal his face, with his head up and basking in the sun.

He stretched out

I felt the warmth of the light with my hand: "I can eat now."

He tasted the food outside: "I can eat." He excitedly drank a large bowl of water, and for the first time he felt that being able to drink water was such a joy.

Two years before.

He didn't know how many times he passed by mirrors and water and didn't dare to look at himself. He only dared to appear in front of people when night fell. He was afraid of everyone's sight, and he didn't dare to think about what he was.

Even if he wanted to cry, he couldn't shed tears, and if he wanted to scream, he could only make strange noises that didn't belong to him.

And without a body, he feels that his emotions as a human being recede with time.

This made him panic and frightened to the extreme, but he couldn't find anyone to tell. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Perhaps life is worse than death.

And at this moment, Nite felt that the world was filled with color.

The boy's face is handsome and immature, with fantasies about the world and clear love and hatred.

He pressed his hands on his chest, feeling the beating of his heart, thinking about what else he could do, what else could he do alive? However, at this time, the ghost in his body became restless again. Those whispers came to his ears again and again.

"Do you only care about yourself?"

"What about us, what shall we do?"

One of the faces in particular squeezed out of his neck, yelling sternly at him.

"Nite, have you finished your practice today?"

"Have you completed the task I assigned you?"

In a word, Nite was completely awakened.

He was extremely flustered, feeling ashamed of the little bit of joy and cheer in his heart, and seemed to be in a hurry.

He immediately looked to the left and right, thinking about what else he hadn't done. At the same time, he thought, how could he enjoy it like this by himself, his mother and the people in the town have not been saved yet, and their revenge has not been avenged yet.

He spoke loudly, and it seemed to others that a person with a split personality was talking to himself.

"I don't, I remember everything."

"Mother!"

"I'm not lazy, I'm not forgetting, I'm working on it." "I'm getting ready to do it."

He finally remembered what he was going to do, his mother, and the people in the town.

"By the way, ghosts are needed to revive the mother and the people in the town."

Nit left home in a hurry, he thought for a long time, so he went to the darkest corner of the city.

The slums that a bright and beautiful metropolis must have are damp and dark, and the smell of feces is everywhere.

Every day, a large number of people die here.

Because of hunger, because of disease, or just because of snatching a piece of food.

Soon, Nite found a young dying man who was badly injured.

He looked at the other party who had fallen into the eyes of the revolving lantern, and put his hand on the other party's head.

Now.

As long as he moves his mind, he can take the other party away.

No, he doesn't even need to move, just wait quietly, and then he can harvest the other party's soul without any psychological burden.

But until the end, he still didn't do it.

"No, he's too young."

He said so to himself.

Next, he found an old man who was about to freeze to death in a leaky wooden house.

But after a long time, he still said.

"No, his eyes say he doesn't want to die."

Nit tossed and turned over and over again, but in the end he didn't succeed. Instead, he revived those people, gave them food, and even gave them some money to survive.

"No, they don't need to die."

"They can live, they should live

go down. ’ Next, Nite chose another location.

Nit walked towards the prison, ignoring the prison guards and went to the deepest part. There are all vicious criminals here, so he can kill them!

He saw a man **** with a rope, mangled with blood, this guy looked extremely menacing.

However, he hesitated again.

"Am I really going to kill someone?"

"This is murder!"

"No, this is not murder."

"Then what is this?"

"Yeah, so what is this?"

Nite kept persuading himself, wanting to give himself a reason to do so.

"It's okay, these are all guilty people."

"How do you know they are sinners? Have you seen it? Have you witnessed and understood it?"

Nit stared at this guy intently, as if he wanted to see something, but in the end he couldn't tell whether this guy was a good guy or a bad guy.

He even wanted to search the memory of the other party, but worried that if the other party was a good person, it would directly destroy the other party's brain and memories. He was like this, and nothing was done until the end.

He keeps walking.

I don't know when, he came to the bottom of the sky port where only glamorous characters can settle, and only those allowed by the kingdom can pass.

This is also the inner city of the capital of the Turgzman Kingdom, the most central and highest point.

The tower cannot see the top.

I don't know how many floors there are, and I don't know how many people live there.

There is a lot of commerce and business here, and there are people everywhere.

He had looked at this place from afar when he was a child, but this was the first time he got close to it.

When he got closer, he realized that this was not a tower at all, but an unprecedented city.

A city with only one building.

Here, Nite saw a shop that could not be seen at the end. The crystal lights illuminated the interior space like daytime, and behind the glass window, there were a variety of products from the alchemy workshop piled up like a mountain.

He saw the power of the magic obelisk spreading in all directions, and saw a large number of buses and magic crystal railcars running on the street.

For ordinary Yiren, this is the city of the future.

Here he saw snake people and demon spirits, even lizard people, and all kinds of powerful people. Various civilizations, beliefs, and races were intertwined and turned into this sky port.

Nit walked here with longing in his eyes, and he thought he saw heaven in a trance.

"Wow, it's really nice here."

"People who live here must be very happy!"

he thought so.

But then, in front of the station, he saw large cages being dragged off the magic crystal iron truck.

"Boom~"

In order to save effort, the "unloading" person directly pushed it down, and then hoisted it upright.

The gray-winged men in the cage were thrown and rolled continuously, squeezed into a corner like garbage, howling in pain and despair, and constantly praying to the outside.

"Yeah!"

"Oh no, ****."

"Qu Jin hereby say~"

But they spoke words that ordinary people couldn't understand at all, and they screamed like wild animals with their naked clothes.

A large number of "higher civilized people" around are watching curiously. They can't understand what they are talking about, but they can't help laughing. Some passers-by couldn't bear to say a few words, saying how those people can throw others like this, can't they be lighter?

Then, turning his face away with pity, he couldn't bear to look.

How kind.

Nit could understand those words, because it was the native language of the Ashwing people of the Volcano Group, and many people in the town spoke this language.

They say so.

"it hurts!"

"I'm human too, I've done nothing wrong

Well, you can't do this to us. "

"Please don't do this, please don't do this."

Nit saw children crying, women huddled together in fear, and old people begging for mercy.

However, their twittering of native words made the transporters even more excited, slapped the iron cage to frighten them, drove them from one side to the other, and poked them with sticks from outside the cage.

"Look, the life force of these savages is tenacity."

"It's all good stuff!"

"Look at this, is that a birthmark or mud?"

"Don't be sore, that way you won't be able to sell your bid!" Nite stared at the gray-winged men in the cages, then suddenly stepped forward and asked the people who transported the slaves: "Who are they, what did they do wrong?" what?"

A long time ago, it seems that someone also asked this question.

The slave owner thought it was an order, and immediately introduced: "They are Wild Gray Wings, a group of savages who don't even have civilization and can't speak well."

Nit asked again, "Then why are they arrested?"

The other party said, "Because someone wants to buy Yiren slaves?"

Nit then turned his head to look at the cage, and looked at the trembling gray wing men: "So, they didn't do anything wrong, so why did they have to bear this."

The other party said, "It's just a bunch of savages. Who cares about them?"

Yes, if there are slaves or rich people with backgrounds, everyone dare not be so open and aboveboard even if they buy or sell. The buyer is afraid of being retaliated, and the buyer is also worried about getting into trouble.

And these Gray Wings don't have such a problem.

Nate got it.

For no other reason than that they are weak.

With the opening of that sky port, not only hope from afar and a steady stream of supplies, but also evil.

They have brought wealth here, and wantonly plundered everything of the Yi people, although not in the way of war.

The bustling giant building, under the illuminated crystal lights.

Standing in the center of the crowd with his face exposed in a cloak, Nite was bathed in the light of civilization, while looking at those gray winged men who were incompatible with this world and were not covered by their clothes.

He suddenly felt that those Gray Wings were so similar to the townspeople in the town.

He even felt that the other party's experience was the same as theirs. None of them did anything wrong, but they were plundered wantonly by others.

gradually.

The figure of that man appeared in front of his eyes, an arrogant and superior man.

Just as soon as he stretched out his hand, he made their lives worse than death and never survived. "Are you also slaughtering us and plundering us at will because we are weak?"

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He said.

"If that's the case, then I'm stronger than you."

"I'll kill you, you can't have any complaints!" Nite said to those guys with hatred in his eyes. "Please all of you die!"

"Please... fall into hell!"

"Please, wander forever in the dark and desolate night." These words are not only said to these people, but also to the enemies of Nite's hatred.

A flash of light flashed by, and everyone in the entire slave hunting team was instantly frozen, turning into statues one after another.

Shadows floated out of them one by one, and then disappeared.

Everything happened in an instant and ended in an instant.

Also in an instant.

The scene turned into a complete silence.

Nit's first murder seemed much simpler than he had imagined.

His strength agitated, and the mental force field exploded.

The robe, which was so wide that it dragged on the ground, fluttered, and everyone saw that it was not his tail or wings standing on the ground.

human foot.

But the feet of the form of a god.

"Ah~" There were screams at the scene, and people immediately started to flee when they sensed the danger.

"That guy... that guy..." Someone pointed at him tremblingly, realizing his unusualness.

"Apostle?" Some powerful people also came, but the other party did not recognize Nite's identity.

"Which god's apostle?" People guessed. No one dared to stop Nit, Nit opened the cage and left like this.

He didn't speak, and he didn't invite.

Those slaves looked at Nite's back in shock, and followed him unconsciously, just like the Gray Wings in the town once followed Nite's mother. Same thing with mother.