It was as if Nite had to leave everything he knew and live alone, and now he suddenly had to take some responsibility for his actions.

Even if.

He's not quite ready yet.

But when he actually did it, he found that he seemed to be doing well.

The Gate of Hell organization is growing day by day in his hands, and the number of secret believers is increasing day by day. Leaders of hell believers from other cities in the Tugezman Kingdom, and even other countries, are coming here to meet him and accept him.

teachings and guidance.

Regardless of whether they are good or evil, no matter what kind of person they are, they can only kneel humbly in front of him and obey Nite's instructions. No matter whether his thoughts are naive or naive, no matter what he wants to do

.

Because he represents the gods.

In the hotel at night.

Nite is holding a quill pen and writing the holy book of hell. He is planning to write down everything he sees and hears in hell.

Such as those sinners wandering in the dark and desolate land, and those believers who are sheltered in the city of the dead, all that God has shown him.

after all.

He can be said to be the only being who has entered hell and returned alive.

While Nite was writing, a group of people came over to watch the world Nite described.

“Is this the Kingdom of God?”

"When we die, we must be able to enter the city of the dead!

"We are believers who follow Lord Nite, so we can definitely pray at the feet of God."

Both adults and children showed longing expressions.

Some people clasped their hands together and began to pray, as if they were imagining entering the kingdom of God and enjoying the glory of the afterlife in the city of the dead.

Nite put down his pen and looked at the snake man who was leaning on the table and watching with excitement.

he asked the other party.

"Why can't we be honest and let more people believe in the King of Hell? Instead, we have to be so cautious." The snake man told Nite: "Because we are robbing believers from other gods. This is the light.

and the kingdom of angels.”

Nite can understand it, but doesn't like it.

He said: "Compared to the King of Hell, the God of Winged Man is so stingy."

The snake man prayed: "Yes, the King of Hell can be said to be the most generous god in the world!"

Today's prayer ceremony is about to begin.

In a secluded and spacious underground temple built at an unknown time, thousands of believers gathered here, all wearing neat black robes.

Under the highest altar and statue, stood the apostle of the god. Nit looked at the believers who were declared dead or about to die one after another, and stared at them as they walked up with difficulty or were carried up.

Nite put his hands on their heads, looked at the desire and hope in their eyes, and then responded to them seriously.

"I bless you, and I hope you will no longer suffer and suffer from illness."

"I wish you eternal peace in the kingdom of God."

With the blessing of Nit, the believers rose to the sky one after another with light.

In everyone's eyes, they are ascending to the dreamy kingdom.

Then, he said seriously again.

"Bring it up!"

Next, some people were brought up again, wearing shackles, and several of them were powerful people.

These people were considered guilty by Nite, and he personally captured several of the powerful ones. He saw with his own eyes that these guys killed people, conducted experiments, and gained power.

Nite put his hands on their heads and said to them who were trembling.

"Please fall into hell, I curse you to wander in the dark and desolate wilderness forever."

The light of original sin escaped, dragging their spirits out of their bodies. Under their feet, a darkness was crawling.

They fell down and down.

The believers looked at this scene with fear. In their view, the other party was falling into the desolate wilderness of eternal darkness.

On this day, Nite finally paid a sufficient price.

After he arranged the affairs of the Gate of Hell, he returned to his dilapidated house, where he still lived and never changed.

He is old-fashioned and doesn't like change.

Here he started the ceremony and came to hell again. Under the long stairs and the throne, he bowed his head piously and obediently and saluted his god.

He did not raise his head to look, but he knew that God was there. "God, I pray and hope that you can resurrect my mother." God looked at Nite and praised him loudly.

"You did a good job, I'm very satisfied."

"My apostle Nite."

The god just waved his hand and saw a shadow floating out of Nite's body. The transparent ghost was flying in the sky and came to the King of Hell little by little.

"Take it, this is my reward for you."

"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

I don't know why, but when he said this, the King of Hell suddenly laughed.

The King of Hell stretched out his huge palm from his sleeve and took out two gem-like objects.

The gem fell from the illusory fingertips and lit up the ghost's eyes. Immediately, he saw that the eyes of Nite's mother Mikina changed from dull to bright, with strong and full emotions.

A mental force field emerged from outside Mijina's body and began to spread.

She closed her eyes, but black lines began to spread from the corners of her eyes, eventually condensing into her body and forming wings.

It is four pairs of wings.

Nite raised his head and watched his mother resurrect, her body curled up in the huge wings.

His mother came back to life.

Nite stood up unconsciously, looked at his mother, and shouted to her.

"Mother!"

Mikina fell asleep. She felt as if she had slept for a long time. But even if she fell asleep, she still remembered those scenes and refused to forget them.

Those images echoed in her mind over and over again, deepening her memory and repeating her love and hate.

"Damn it!"

"They all deserve to die!"

"I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong at all."

Whenever she thinks of those images, she will say these words in a voice that is so sharp that it is impossible to control it.

"Nite...Nite..."

"My nit."

"You are my hope and my pride. You must accomplish what I failed to accomplish."

"Nite, my son."

"You must let those guys who destroy and laugh at me, those arrogant and hypocritical guys, fall from heaven to hell one after another."

She screamed in the darkness, as if grasping a life-saving straw, grasping the thing that supported her to continue.

For most people, they always need some kind of support to live.

Some are dreams, some are love, some are reluctance, some are expectations for the future, etc.

In a state of confusion, I hope to live somewhere else.

And for some people.

It's hatred.

in the screen.

Mijina saw that she was living on the Holy Mountain of Light. I don't know when this holy mountain truly floated into the sky, suspended in the sea of ​​clouds.

High above, it has already become a real paradise.

At that time, she was still a second-level sky angel, traveling between heaven and earth like a messenger from heaven.

And every time she took on a mission and passed in front of the temple, she would look at the eight-winged angels in the temple with envy.

At this time, she would always imagine what it would be like if she could become an angel in the Eight-winged Sky.

She has even thought about what she should call her after she becomes the Eight Winged One. Should she call her the Powerful Angel?

Or the angel of power?

After looking forward to it, she lowered her head in inferiority and disappointment.

"It's not that simple. It's hard for me to break through the fourth level of talent. Even the third level is difficult."

"I really envy them, they are so talented!"

"They are all God's favorites!"
To be continued...