The Book of the Forgotten, with a scarlet cat's paw printed on the cover, floated up, turning the pages quickly with a momentum that was about to collapse.
Wow…
Pairs of dry palms protruded from the pages of the Book of Forgotten, grabbed the mad believer, and pulled hard back.
"Uh! Ahhh..."
The first faceless believer was easily dragged into the book unconsciously, and soon the sound of chewing came from it.
Click click click...
Although it is completely inferior to the Faceless Believers in terms of momentum, it is even better in terms of weirdness.
belch.
There was a satisfied belch from the book, and the Book of the Forgotten seemed to be stimulated and changed at this moment.
The cat's paw on the cover turned into a scarlet vertical pupil, staring straight at the black tome.
Full of greed.
Hundreds of rioting arms spread like tentacles, grabbing at the remaining believers fiercely.
!!!
Feeling the deep malice, the dark tome shook.
The existence of the control book was extremely decisive, and it immediately withdrew from consciousness, taking it with it and quickly disappearing.
In just an instant, all the corrupted and chaotic faceless believers disappeared without a trace.
It's like it never happened.
Only the shocked old man endured the backlash pain and spat out a mouthful of blood again.
"See, this is the god you expected."
"When you sense a slight danger that consumes His power, choose to give up your god."
"He is not willing to expend this little power for you, so how can he complete that unrealistic ritual?"
Ning Feng said as he walked towards Li Tiandu, gradually speeding up, running, and finally sprinting!
"Admit it, you were just fooled!"
"Your god has always lied to you."
God, lied to me?
He was weak as never before, but Li Tiandu was more confused than panic about the situation at this moment.
He gave all his strength and life, but in the end he got this ending.
His faith was once again attacked.
"cough!"
The throat was tightly held, and the fallen angel who had no time to resist was pushed directly to the wall, causing cracks all over the wall.
Even though he was still extremely weak, Ning Feng's mental state reached an unprecedented height!
"Let's end this."
Lifting Li Tiandu, Ning Feng flapped his wings and led him towards the dome of the church!
boom!
The church cage made of spiritual power was directly shattered, and the two of them rushed out of the dome.
The time has reached the last moment before dawn, the stars in the sky gradually disappear, and two figures are tearing apart in the space.
Moreover, because of the previous impact, Li Tian, who was confused, did not fight back even a few times.
Click.
Tear.
Blood fell from the air, and Ning Feng mercilessly quickly broke, tore, and dropped the wings.
The unbalanced two people fell from the air and fell heavily on the roof of the church.
Bang!
"cough!"
Blood clogged his throat and his vision became blurry. Fallen Sky looked at the starry sky with his cloudy pupils.
If your love for me is all false, then...are those promises all lies?
Can they really not come back?
clatter.
Footsteps approached, covered in blood, and Ning Feng slowly walked over dragging a bloody sword.
However, it seems that there is not enough blood, and the long sword constructed looks thin or even transparent.
Looking down at the fallen angel who looked like a weak and comatose old man, Ning Feng did not continue to take action.
Regardless of whether Ning Feng took action or not, Li Tiandu, who had given everything he had, could not survive the night.
Ning Feng, who was responsible for a large part of this result, did not feel guilty.
Those who do good will get a good end, and those who do evil will get bad retribution.
It is better to say that Li Tiandu is to blame for the current situation.
"Whether you feel regret at this moment or not, I just feel sad."
"Do you have any last words?"
...last words?
This sentence stimulated Li Tiandu, and his consciousness finally returned to reality.
When the sustenance found in despair is betrayed again, what will this strong emotion turn into?
It's hatred.
Struggling to sit up, Li Tiandu shouted hoarsely at the blurry figure:
"There's something you don't know about fate!"
"Ahem...gods!"
"The gods are about to cough...resurrect."
After calming down, Ning Feng looked at the fear of the future that still remained in his eyes at this moment, and felt a little uninterested for some reason.
A former hero...
Sighing, he stopped in front of Li Tiandu and interrupted:
"No, I know, I've known it from the beginning."
Is this the last thing you want to say?
Forget it, that's it.
Ning Feng shook his head at Li Tiandu, who was slumped on the ground, and raised the thin, almost unformable blood sword high.
"you know?"
Stunned by this answer, Li Tiandu raised his head and asked subconsciously:
"If... there is only endless darkness and despair ahead, can you hold on?"
There was nothing real in his eyes, as if he was asking Ning Feng or his former self.
Then, he got the answer.
Honest, unabashed answers.
"I don't know, and I can't guarantee it."
Ning Feng has expectations for his future, but he is also worried about accidents and will not swear easily.
However, although he didn't know what he could do, he knew very well what he would not do.
"But I will definitely not be like you, so scared that I would sell my soul."
Because of the unknown and fear, the former hero lowered his head to the enemy and pointed his weapon at his comrades.
The brave man who slayed the dragon finally became the evil dragon.
Over and over again, the cycle of sadness, the repetition of pain.
But now, a new brave man decides to cut off this evil fate.
He vowed not to go down that path.
He said:
"I will face it, even if the road ahead is full of thorns."
Even if that leads to death.
He would not go gentle into that good night.
He should be like a storm, moving forward bravely.
Like a flash of light, his cloudy eyes lit up, and Li Tian could clearly see the young man in front of him who had made up his mind.
Looking carefully, the young man in front of him finally coincided with the crying child in his memory.
The old man who fell into the abyss showed a kind smile and said with emotion:
"You've grown up."
!!!
His breath was suffocated, but Ning Feng quickly regained his composure and closed his eyes.
Don't say this at the end with such a tone and eyes.
Very foul.
I will also feel confused in my heart.
Although, only a little bit.
Opening his eyes, Ning Feng lowered his head and whispered to Li Tiandu:
"Good night."
Goodbye, my cowardice.
The long sword was swung down without any hesitation, and Ning Feng cut off the last shackles in his heart with his own hands.
Boom.
The blood spurted by the fallen angel spilled onto his cheeks, but this time Ning Feng did not feel excited, not even the excitement after winning the battle.
The anger dissipated, and all that filled his heart at this moment was emptiness.
Gods, fallen angels, betrayal, parricide...
All of this made him tired.
"it is finally over……"
The blood sword was shattered and the final strength was exhausted. Ning Feng could no longer maintain his demonic form and returned to his human form.
The strength supporting his body dissipated, and a feeling of powerlessness swept over him, causing Ning Feng to stagger twice.
But he finally managed to stand, shaking and refusing to fall.
A faint halo of light reflected the sky where the sea and sky meet.
The long dark night has finally come to an end.
On the deserted sea cliff, a tired figure stood on the top of the church, staring at the sea, waiting for the morning light to tear through the darkness.
Thinking about the future that made the old man despair, Ning Feng shook his head and whispered to himself:
"That can't be my fate."
I despise that fate.
But before the first ray of light broke through the sky, there was another ray of light that first broke through the dark night.
A bright light suddenly appeared!
From behind the figure that was covered in blood but refused to fall.