covenant city.

Gradually, the bottle of original sin in the sky no longer emits the light of original sin on the ground.

Maybe it's because the seal in the bottle has been formed, maybe it's because the only remaining people are no longer worth spending power.

Under the doomsday dusk-like scenery.

The messenger was wearing a raincoat and walking towards the distance, and the snow embers around the place she passed were gradually fading away.

She didn't know what happened in the sky, why the heaven would stop here suddenly, why the terrible black snow would fall from the sky, and why those lights would turn people into ghosts.

She didn't even understand why she wasn't eroded by that kind of ashes-like black snow, and she found that her body seemed to be constantly resisting the erosion of that force, and an invisible force field was gradually emitting from her body. The surrounding black erosion force is isolated.

It was all too weird for her to comprehend how it had all changed.

but.

She wants to use this ability to send everyone far away.

The messenger came to the train station in the city, checked the trains here, and found that the fire bottles in the front of the trains were still full. After searching for a long time, they couldn't find the demon spirit that could start the train. Finally, the courier found a group of conductors huddled in the deepest basement of the train station.

Among them, there is another one who is in power.

The other party told her: "This new type of train can actually run without magic spirits, but it needs to consume a lot of magic crystals."

The messenger asked expectantly, "Do you have any?"

The other party nodded: "There are in the station, but we dare not go out."

The messenger said: "I will take you out, as long as you don't stay too far away from me, you will not be corroded by that power."

The messenger proved her strength and successfully started the steam train, and then she pulled a tarp and led groups of people to the train station.

After bringing as many people as she could, she was finally ready to go.

"Get out of here!"

The messenger yelled at everyone, and even took out his horn and blew it lightly, attracting everyone's attention.

"It's time to get in the car!"

"Let's get out of here quickly, we can't wait any longer."

The battle in the sky has not yet been decided, and no one knows who the final winner is, and what will happen to the winner at the end of the competition.

The messenger stood in the carriage and counted the number of people. You could see that many people in the carriage looked dazed, some were weeping softly, and some were looking at the sky outside in horror or hatred.

The messenger did not know how to comfort them.

"Everyone!"

She yelled, and everyone looked at her.

But when everyone really looked at her, she didn't know what to say, so she could only forcefully say it.

"The nightmare always passes."

There was silence in the carriage, and everyone just quietly raised their heads and looked at the messenger.

The messenger distributed some food to everyone, and then encouraged everyone. Everyone looked at the messenger who was still full of energy and never gave up, eating the food in his hand, and hope gradually shone in his eyes.

Then, the messenger returned to the connection between the train carriage and the front, and said to the people inside.

"Set off!"

The steam train moved slowly, leaving the station little by little amidst the black snow dancing in the sky, heading for the distance.

As if driving out of this twilight nightmare.

in the sky.

Mijina has been waiting outside the seal in the bottle, waiting for the day when the kingdom falls from the sky.

Watching groups of sky angels fall from the sky, being eaten by monsters and the army of death, and swallowed by the light of original sin.

She tasted the taste of vengeance, destroying everything she once believed in and possessing, and pushing everything she could not have into darkness.

But gradually.

Mijina's mood changed from excitement to dullness a little bit.

Even watching an angel covered in blood, screaming at the exhaustion of life and death under the siege of two gods in the battle, watching three people who are about to ascend to the gods fight for their lives.

She still didn't feel satisfied, as if that wasn't exciting enough.

Even if she imagined the scene of the kingdom falling, she still felt that it was not enough, far from enough. "It's not enough!"

"Why, why isn't it enough?"

"What else do I want?"

"Why do I still feel that there is a flame burning in my chest?"

Mijina grabbed her collar, she didn't understand why.

She lowered her head, and suddenly saw something moving in the city under her feet. She left the city little by little, taking advantage of the night just falling and the dark light to sail into the distance.

"what is that?"

Miggina sees the steam train.

Under such a terrifying doomsday scene, there are still people who dare to come out, and there are still trains running?

The train accelerated, faster and faster.

with hope.

Everyone gradually stood up from the car, there was only a faint light outside, but the car could be felt moving.

At this time, a figure suddenly smashed the glass and appeared in the car window. "who?"

The messenger immediately took the lamp and shone there, looking at the shadow that suddenly appeared in the darkness.

"Who are you?"

And the other party also looked at her, seeing the divine radiance emanating from her body as she resisted the constant falling black snow and erosion.

"Spiritual divine authority?"

"The original power of the sky angel."

Mijina looked at the messenger, this was not the first time Mijina saw her, but she seemed to know each other for the first time.

For the first time, she carefully looked at the other person's face, and that face gradually overlapped with the image of the **** in her memory.

She suddenly understood something, she met the figure who had only lived in her fantasy all this time.

That, the king of sky warriors who is perfect in everyone's eyes.

At least.

is one of the cores of the Holy Trinity.

"So, she is the King of Angels?"

"Born Holy Angel Duma."

Mijina stared blankly at Miss Messenger, she said absentmindedly.

"Oh it's you."

Miss Messenger: "You know me?"

Mijina didn't answer, she just stared at each other.

In her eyes, the image of a long, long time ago, when she was a messenger from the kingdom of heaven appeared again.

As a young girl, she stood in front of the shrine on the top of the Bright Holy Mountain, looked at the holy statue through the sunlight, and projected all the beauty imaginable on the other side.

How much she wanted to get close to each other and stand under that divine seat.

Even if it breaks the taboo and falls into darkness for this.

Or.

How much she wanted to be each other.

And the perfect existence in her fantasy is standing in front of her at this moment.

When the idol gets too close, it seems to be less perfect, less lofty and a bit ordinary.

"No!"

"She is no longer the King of Angels."

"She gave up everything and was willing to become the cornerstone of Romir becoming a god, and she will never be able to return to her heaven."

Miggina thought.

Soon, the other party lost everything.

She will soon fall from the throne of the king of angels, and the other party is no longer the **** she envies and longs for.

"And I already have the power of an apostle, the power of the king of the abyss." "She is no longer above me."

"She is...not worthy of my aspirations."

She said with certainty in her heart: "She's just a stupid

It's just a commodity, a guy who fell from the throne for others, an ordinary person who clings to his so-called ideals and is trapped in place to death. "

Mijina looked at Miss Messenger for a while, and was about to turn around stiffly and leave.

"I do not know you."

"You are just an ordinary human messenger."

"You are not qualified to compare with me, nor should you."

The others were a little impatient with this guy who suddenly appeared and said inexplicable words.

Someone stood up and blamed Miggina.

"Who are you, Miss Messenger is no ordinary messenger."

"She must be an angel sent by God to rescue us."

"Miss Messenger saved us. Where did you come in from? You were clearly sheltered, but you still say such things."

"Yeah, it's ugly."

"..."

Everyone stood beside Miss Messenger, and everyone looked at Miggina with disgust, as if they instinctively hated this woman who exudes a bad breath.

And this scene is like the scene that once happened in the Temple of Heaven. Everyone looked at her in disgust, judging her falling into darkness.

All of this immediately inspired the darkest picture in Mijina's heart, revealing all her past nakedly.

She stood where she was, with her back to Miss Messenger and everyone else.

suddenly.

She let out an eerie laugh.

"Hahahahaha!"

The laughter was incomparably penetrating, like a magic word coming from the abyss hell.

"yes!"

"I am ugly, she is beautiful."

"No matter what I do, it is impossible to become her. Even if I get more powerful power, even if I become a myth."

"I can't be her either."

"Impossible to become, that perfect King of Angels."

She snarled sharply and turned her head away.

"But why?"

In the dark carriage, her eyes burst into crimson, like the scariest demon crawling out of the depths of the abyss.

"Why do you become a mortal, why do you have nothing."

"You are still so beautiful."

"Why do you have nothing, everyone still thinks you are better than me." When a person is jealous.

No matter how much she gets, she is still jealous of what others have. Even if she owns the whole world, she will still be jealous of the small ray of light that others have in their hearts.

Because of her dark heart, she cannot see any beauty in the world.

Amidst Mijina's roar, terrifying power exploded, drowning everything around.

In an instant, Mijina killed everyone on the train.

The train fell to the ground, and the fire bottle exploded, igniting the entire railway.

Among the raging flames.

Mijina grabbed the messenger by the neck and lifted her high.

The messenger looked at the fire around her, and watched the people she worked so hard to save turned into corpses all over the field in an instant, and there was no more sound.

She grabbed Mijina's arm tightly, and questioned her with teary eyes.

"Why?"

"Why are you…"

"Ahem..."

Her voice was hoarse, but it was still hard to understand why in the world anyone would do this. "To kill them..."

Seeing the messenger in rage and collapse, Mijina felt extremely refreshed.

"Why?"

"Because I'm yearning for you!"

"Master Duma!"

"The great... King of the Sky Angels."

Laughing wildly, her figure gradually distorted.

her body no longer

In human form, black feathers gradually covered the whole body. She closed her eyes, and the red lines continued to spread, and a third eye grew on her forehead.

She gradually turned into a terrifying eagle demon, and the jealous light was released from the third vertical eye between her brows.

She grabbed hold of everything and lost everything, and fell into the world with only one personality, the Sky Angel King.

Miggina wants to be that perfect version of her, but she also knows that she will never be her.

So.

Just destroy her!

she says.

"go to hell."

"God that all sky envoys yearn for—Duma!"

This angel, also includes the former Mijina herself.

Mijina wants to destroy Duma's personality body. If an existence lacks the original personality, it is almost equivalent to death in a sense, right?

At this time, a ray of light fell from the sky and poured into the messenger's body.

Accompanying it was a cold voice.

"Duma!"

"be mine."

A strong ray of light came from the side, plowing out an endless scorching mark on the ground, and Migina's eagle-like body was also torn apart without the slightest precaution, leaving only a small half of it. The shells are joined together.

For the apostles, this was not fatal.

But with such a serious injury, it will definitely affect the next battle, or he can only find a way to escape.

But Mijina is different, she directly gave up her body.

She stretched out her remaining hand and directly dug out her own vertical eye.

Then, that eye turned into a ray of red light and penetrated into Duma's body, merging with her.

Mijina's voice spread in the night wind, accompanied by triumphant and carefree laughter. "Fall into the abyss with me, Douma, the king of sky angels!"

This is what she really wants.

All the longing in her heart was released to her heart's content.

What she wants is to become the perfect winged **** Duma.

or.

destroy her.

Mijina's magic eye and that ray of light poured into the messenger's body at the same time, white and red flowed in her body at the same time, and then rushed into her heart.

In that flash of white light, the messenger finally remembered his past.

She opened her eyes wide, and the doubt and incomprehension in her eyes gradually disappeared.

Suddenly she said, "I am... Duma?"

But at this time, another force competed with her for the authority of her body. Duma's power swelled wildly in the distortion, and one wing after another emerged from her body.

Some are white, some are black.

Black feathers continuously covered her body, covering her neck like a swan, trying to engulf her completely.

From the dual level of mind and body.

However, that smear of white light was constantly maintained, so that the black feathers would not completely swallow it.

Duma looked up at the sky, looking at the heaven wrapped in the bottle of original sin and besieged by monsters and ghosts.

She understood everything thoroughly, and understood that the reason for the arrival of the high heaven was that Romir was ascending the myth, and at this moment, Meld, the king of sex, and Naproses, the king of hell, were engaged in the most critical war with it.

Her body is alienating, and she may be swallowed at any time, or be taken into the abyss together, but there is a gratified smile on her face.

"Romir, you are really going to become a god!"

"It's the last moment."

Duma felt that her power was constantly being eroded and polluted, and the other party kept attacking her heart, trying to pull herself into the darkness and abyss.

A part of the other party has been deeply integrated with oneself.

If you want not to fall into the abyss, the best way now is to

kill.

Compared to falling into the abyss, she is more willing to make this choice.

But, she can't.

The spiritual authority of the sky angel comes from Duma, and the source of the ritual of becoming a **** is Duma. If Duma is gone, even if Romil will not lose all his power, he will also lose the familiar authority and the power of the sky angel.

Especially at such a critical moment, this is tantamount to a death sentence for Romir. Duma looked at the sky and understood what he should do.

She looked at the kingdom in the sky and said softly.

"If I can't become a god, then let Romir become the **** of the winged people!"

She lowered her head and looked at the mutated self.

"I'm going to hold on."

"Hold on until Romir becomes a god!"

Even if it is to fall into the abyss, it must be after the other party becomes a god.

Wing man.

Cannot live without God.

At this time, the demon also attacked from the sky.

In the face of danger and death, Duma did not resist Mijina, but let Mijina and herself use the same body to fight each other.

The demon looked at Duma: "Durma?"

"I can't die yet," Duma said.

"At least, I can't die yet."

"I can't go to **** either, at least not yet," she said.

After the alienated body of Duma and Mijina had a big battle with the devil in the dark night, no one could do anything to win the other.

The alienated body escaped and fled to the distance along the railway.

The stars are looming in the dark night.

Nit walked along the railway alone, heading in the direction of Covenant City.

This is the road he passed when he came. He came to Covenant City from here, and it was also on this road that he met Miss Messenger for the first time.

Nit looked at the stars in the sky and asked suddenly.

"What happens after death?"

He was speaking to the invisible shadow behind him.

Shadow Nite: "Everyone will enter the fantasy star sea set up by the Creator, where they will have beautiful dreams."

Nate: "Really?"

Shadow Nite: "Of course it's true."

Nite: "Won't the Creator deceive everyone?"

Shadow Nite: "Why does the Almighty Creator deceive, and what is the meaning of deception to Him?"

Nit lowered his head: "It turns out that you can enter the kingdom of God without doing anything. It's still an eternal dream."

After a while, Nit asked again.

"What do I have to do, how can I become a god?"

Shadow Nitt nodded, indicating that this is no problem, but at the same time asked that question.

"Why do you have to be a god?"

Shadow Nite yawned, as if he thought this idea was really boring. "Don't you have any other ideas to do?"

"For example, seeking revenge from the Winged Man?"

"Also, Lord of Purgatory, don't you want to kill him?"

"I just want to be a god," Neat said.

Shadow Nite: "Why, don't you hate them?"

Nit said, "Actually, I was just thinking about it!"

"If I didn't do anything, I would have died at the hands of the Lord of Purgatory.

"Isn't it better!"

"That way at least, everyone in the Nightlight Hotel won't have to die.

"If I don't do anything, won't everyone be able to enter the fantasy star sea, and everyone can have a good dream."

Nit lowered his head and walked straight forward.

"In their view, it might be us who did the wrong thing. We sacrificed others, we banished the living to hell, and deprived them of the right to dream."

Nite was chattering, Shadow Nite was shaking

Followed swayingly, as if falling asleep while walking.

Suddenly, Nite's voice became much louder.

"but."

"As long as you can become a god, maybe you can save it."

He wasn't sure, so he added another sentence.

"At least, part of it can be recovered."

Shadow Nit didn't hide anymore, and told Nit about the plan and method of becoming a god. "You have a part of Naproseth in your body, and you also have control over the bottle of original sin, as long as you have enough strength as a pedal."

"But besides this method, I have another option for you."

Nit: "What choice?"

Shadow Nite: "In the distant forest, there lives a snow fairy." Nite: "Ice fairy?"

Shadow Nite: "You've heard their stories!"

Nit: "I heard that you can turn back time."

Shadow Nite: "They can imprint time in one place, and then flow back to the moment they inscribed. Don't you want to try it?"

Nit didn't respond right away, he just kept going.

After a while he asked, "What's the price?"

Shadow Nite: "I don't know, but it shouldn't be too small!"

"Maybe to make you disappear completely?"

"Or some other cruel price?"

Nit: "Even if I really reversed time and paid the full price, who will help me change what I want to change?"

Shadow Nite: "It seems that you are not stupid!"

Nit didn't speak any more, just walked forward, he was completely quiet, and the shadow Nit also remained silent, and the other party seemed to move with his desire.

Only when his desire emerges, the other party will respond.

In the dark.

Nit walked resolutely, looking at the kingdom of heaven sealed by the bottle of original sin that gradually became clear in the distance.

All of a sudden, a flash of light flew across the sky.

Passed over Nit's head.

Nit immediately put down his footsteps and stared closely at the streamer, which was an apostle-level existence.

The other party also stopped, just in front of Nit, and looked at him.

This is a monster with wounds all over its body, a monster covered with black feathers.

There was nothing.

Just an irrelevant monster, he stepped aside and was about to leave.

But when he looked away, he suddenly saw the postal bag and the familiar scarf on the other party's body.

In an instant, Nite's pupils trembled.

He could no longer move or move his feet.

He opened his mouth, as if about to say something, but retracted it in disbelief. Finally, looking at the "monster" in front of him, he asked.

"Messenger...Miss?"

And the other side responded.

It's just that not one voice responded, but two.

"Nit?" It was the voice of Miss Messenger.

"Nite!" It was the voice of Nite's mother Miggina. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The ugly monster raised its head slowly, with two faces and different eyes constantly changing on the same face, each calling out Nit's name.

One seemed puzzled, as if dreaming.

One said affirmatively, with a familiar tone.

The figure of the monster overlapped with the beauty he longed for and the mother he feared for an instant.

"Mother?"

For a moment, Niter's face showed an expression of pain that was beyond description.

In an instant, dense blue veins appeared on his neck and spread all the way to his forehead. The muscles of his whole body were tangled together in pain, and he made a sound that trembled deep in his soul.

"Are you..."

"What have you done?"