A large number of ghosts are wandering in the desolate wilderness that makes even spirit bodies shiver with cold.
It was pitch black here, with only the occasional faint light coming from the distant city of God, making the ghosts stop and watch longingly.
One of the ghosts who looked like a boy walked through the wilderness. He seemed to have just arrived here, but many of the ghosts here seemed to know him and would stop when they saw him.
Some ghosts just stared at him blankly, shivering in the cold wind and dark night, with pain and despair in their eyes.
Some would look at him as he passed by and suddenly call out his name in a confused voice.
"Nite."
"Ah, it's Little Nite."
Their tattered clothes were fluttering in the wind of hell, and they danced in a sacrificial dance with their hands skillfully raised up in the air.
In the wind, the eerie prayer floated.
"Thank you, Lady Mikina, for bringing us light and warmth. You are the messenger of heaven.
And some suddenly fell to their knees on the ground when they saw him.
A ghost fell devoutly at Nite's feet.
"Master Nite."
"Please send us to the kingdom of God, to the peaceful kingdom where there will never be pain.
Their eyes were full of longing and they shouted loudly.
I saw...I saw...that is the kingdom of the King of Hell."
I've entered hell.
He has indeed come to the kingdom of the King of Hell and entered this hell.
However.
There is no peace in darkness.
Only eternal pain, coldness and eternal night accompanied him.
Nite stood blankly in front of the other party. He could hear the other party's call, and everything seemed to correspond to the broken pictures in the ghost's memory.
"Eh?"
Ghosts have no body and no consciousness.
But at this moment, tears actually flowed down from those translucent eyes, turning into glimmers and dissipating in the cold howling wind.
He didn't understand why he was crying.
In other words, he understood this in his consciousness at this moment, but he still showed a sad expression unstoppably.
He stood there for a long time, and more and more people surrounded him, worshiping him and calling his name.
It was as if Nite had truly turned into an afterimage and could no longer move.
But at this time, the shadow under Nite suddenly moved.
Although he has clearly turned into a spirit body early on, there should be no so-called shadow at all.
but.
It seems that this shadow has been on him since he escaped from the curse of purgatory a long time ago.
When he held the sickle and shined his own strange shadow in the water for the first time, the other person seemed to have been with him at that time.
But everyone else has shadows, so what's so strange about him?
The shadow overlapped with Nite, and a powerful force was injected into it, and Nite's consciousness returned to his own body bit by bit.
Nite finally remembered who he really was.
He finally understood why he was crying.
Because these people were sent to hell by him and his mother.
From the beginning, their town was a sacrificial town built by the mother to gain power, and everyone obtained the gifts of the gods by sending others to the eternal night of hell.
In the end, they also fell into hell together.
He was the same. He thought he had sent the other party to the peaceful kingdom of God, but instead he sent those people into this desolate eternal night.
Nite lowered his head and looked at the people surrounding him at his feet.
Their clothes were in rags and they were enduring the eternal cold in the wind of hell.
Nite raised his head and looked towards
into the distant city.
With his sharp eyes, he saw those powerful ghosts "enjoying" God's gifts in the city. They were protected by God's light and became God's close servants. Many of the shadows were the villains he had banished to hell.
.
"It was a scam from the beginning."
Here, there is no distinction between good and evil, only strength and weakness, only usefulness to the gods.
Even in a world of death.
The weak are banished to the wilderness, the strong are accompanied by gods.
This is reality.
Facing this cruel reality, Nite turned to look at the shadow behind him.
He asked: "Who are you?"
His shadow actually moved and turned into another Nite appearing behind him.
Shadow yawned with Nite's face: I am you "Ah!"
Nite didn't believe it: "How could there be two me?"
Shadow Nite sat down, sitting on the stone with his chin clenched.
He still yawned, covered his mouth with his hand, and said helplessly.
"Because you" can't do anything, so the you who always escapes from reality, the lazy you, imagines another self to help you!
"It would be nice to let another person help you achieve the impossible, right?"
Nite said: "You are lying to me!"
Shadow reasoned nonchalantly: "I'm here to help anyway, right?"
After a while, Nite asked him: "How can you help me?"
Shadow Nite: I can help you escape from this hell, and I can also help you become a god.
Nite shook his head: "You just want to use me."
Shadow held his chin with one hand and waved his other hand feebly: "That means you still have value for being used. This is a good thing, isn't it?"
Nite asked no more questions. He left the ghosts surrounding him and walked towards the distance. He also "didn't know where to go, but I just didn't want to stay here."
But wherever he went, the ghostly figures behind him slowly followed him, following him from a distance.
No matter how he walked, he couldn't get rid of it.
He could see them as long as he turned around.
He couldn't stop and could only keep walking, because only in this way those figures could not catch up with him.
He was wandering in the wilderness, but as he walked, several more figures appeared in front of him.
A wing-man young man stood in the darkness, holding two children.
Back then, the Winged Sky Angel killed everyone in the Gate of Hell organization and the Night Hotel, and collected their gradually ghostly bodies and sealed them in crystal stones, preparing to bring them back to the Holy Mountain of Light for purification and release into the sea of stars.
But before they had time to go back, the Yiren Sky Angels were all killed by Nite.
After Nite took back the sealing crystal from the hands of the eight-winged angels, he sent them to hell.
At that time, he thought that this was sending the other person into the kingdom of God and eternal peace.
Head on.
He saw the stunned face of the Yiren young man.
His body kept alternating between them, as if he had always stayed at that last moment, looking at the holy light that swept towards him without understanding.
Nite saw the child reaching out to him.
The other person seemed to recognize him and smiled brightly.
The apostle and the people he saved met in the cold eternal night of hell.
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Nothing in the world seems more ironic than this.
They looked at each other without saying anything.
But the words of the past echoed in Nite's ears, and the sound was like a sharp knife inserted into his head, stirring mercilessly.
"Because, we met you!"
The apostles of God saved us.
everybody
Taking advantage of NIT.
His mother, his God.
There were also people he had never met or even knew.
Everyone is pushing him forward. For different purposes, they sit high in the temple, looking down at all living beings, and dominate everything with the will and strength of the strong.
And those who really care about him, those who believe in him, those who he cares about.
All were destroyed.
Nothing is left.
Nite lowered his head deeply and walked past the three ghost brothers and sisters, as silent as a shadow in a corner who was afraid of the sun.
The child still held out his hand and refused to put it down no matter what. He walked forward until the three figures were completely submerged in the darkness.
And this moment.
Nite instantly fell to his knees on the ground, his hands hanging down helplessly, looking up at the sky, panting continuously.
A sound that sounded like crying came out of his mouth, and a shout that sounded like a gossamer of breath, but he suppressed it with all his strength.
He didn't even dare to cry, because he felt that he had no face to cry, and he was even more afraid that the figures in the distance would hear his cry.
He is so desperate that he dare not despair because he feels that he is not "qualified to despair."
He was using his breathy voice to scream, "This is... hell!"
This is the hell of God's kingdom, and it is other people's hell.
Also, Nite's hell.
Only a while had passed, and he hadn't had time to enjoy this short period of "peace".
The shadows in the darkness chased after him, and those familiar figures surrounded Nite, just like surrounding a bonfire in the dark night.
"Nite..."
"Nite Master..."
"Nite... Nite... Nite..."
Numerous voices made Nite breathless.
He carried everyone's expectations and gazes along the way, his mother's hatred and desire, and God's will.
All of this is like a big mountain, pressing hard on Nite.
Finally, he knelt down in the middle of the crowd and howled at the top of his lungs.
"I have tried my best. I have really worked hard, but why is this happening?
"What else do you want me to do? What should I do to satisfy you?"
"What else can I do?"
"How else can I do it? I've already given everything I have."
He said: "I have tried my best."
Amidst the roar of Nite, all the ghosts became silent.
In silence.
Nite raised his head and looked at everyone's faces.
Or expectant, or sad, or desperate.
He no longer had any strength to say any cruel words to them.
He could only hide his face.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."
"sorry."
"Really sorry."
"I'm sorry for everyone, it's all my fault."%
Shadow Nite appeared behind him again, still asking him in that tired voice: "Have you really tried your best?"
Nite still pressed his face: I really tried hard."
Shadow Nite: "Then do you still want to become a god?"
Nite put down his hands and turned his head.
He said: "Yes, I still want to become a god, I want to redeem my mistakes!"
Shadow Nite looked at this divine kingdom: "Even if such a divine kingdom is built, what's the point?"
Nite clenched his fists: "I'm different. If I build the Kingdom of God, I will..."
Shadow Nite interrupted him: "Are you really able to do a good job? No matter what, you will never be able to return."
Once upon a time!"
Nite looked at Shadow Nite: "Then what else can I choose?"
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I can only do my best to do what I can.”
"At least this time, I will no longer run away and no longer need others to push me forward, because I know what I want."
Shadow Nite didn't seem to believe it: "Are you really not going to run away anymore?"
Nite: "Really."
In the eternal silence of the night, a voice came.
The voice changed, it was no longer Nite's voice, but another one
"Then, I'll give you a chance!
Nite looked at the shadow: "Really?"
The other person said: "Really."
Nite: You won’t just use me in the end, right?”
The other party explained: "It can't get any worse anyway, right?"
Nite knelt on the ground and looked up at each other longingly and pleadingly.
"If you want to take advantage of it."
"Can you tell me? Please tell me in advance."
"What's the price?"
In the desolate wilderness of hell, Nite knelt down on the other side and prayed for "the other side's mercy" with a voice as humble as dust.
"This time, please don't lie to me again."
"If, if it's really possible."
"No matter how painful the price is, it doesn't matter to me, I am willing to bear it."
The voice said: "No, because I will tell you.
Ahead lies the abyss of despair.
In other words, you yourself will fall into a future more terrifying than the abyss and purgatory.
"But one thing you don't have to doubt is that you will get what you want."
Nite actually laughed: "Is that it?"
The other person said: "That's it."
The passage to reality opens, and light shines from this world into the darkness.
Nite stood up and walked towards the light.
When he was standing at the door, he asked the other party: Why didn't you lie to me? After all, I didn't even know you had lied to me?"
The other party said: "Because I know that even if the place ahead is scarier than the Three Purgatory, you will still jump."
"Since the goal can be achieved so easily, there is no need to deceive."
This is an unfortunate ghost who is so pitiful that he doesn't even need to cheat, because at this moment, even cheating has become superfluous.
Nite took a step forward, tears filling his eyes.
"Thank you", thank you".
"Thank you...for your mercy.
The other party said that he would be pushed into a burning purgatory for eternity and a future more terrifying than an abyss.
He said it was a sign of mercy.
This is really a bad joke.
Cold to the bone.
The war in heaven is in full swing. Two gods invaded the kingdom of another god.
A decisive battle took place on the opponent's home court, and the fight between monsters, ghosts, and angels in the sky became more and more intense.
However, this battle does not seem to be over in a short time. The invaders are coming fiercely, and the opponents are well prepared. It seems that the outcome is still uncertain.
And in the human world.
The battle between the gods continues, and the war on another level also continues.
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An apostle-level puppet attached to the demon and belonging to the King of Evil followed the three huge rituals to trace the source and finally arrived in a city.
He walked along the city's main road and looked at a large library on the side of the road.
There are piles of books in this library, and in a hidden room in the deepest part, a quill is still there: constantly copying something.
It is clear.
The King of Angels dispersed all his power into
The ritual formation is divided into three cores, and this is one of them.
Suddenly the quill stopped, as if it sensed something.
However, it was too late, the demon standing at the door of the library had already taken action.
The opponent raised his hand, and the evil pattern in his palm instantly expanded to more than a hundred meters, and then strong demonic fire burst out.
The entire library was swept away, and fire and explosions spread across the sky.
"Boom!"
A raging fire broke out in the library, lighting up the city's night sky.
The two rays of light in the library tried to escape, but a huge altar in the sky pressed down, blocking everything.
The speed of the two rays of light slowed down, and it was possible to see that they were a scroll and a quill.
The demon puppet transformed into a troll form that was more than a hundred meters tall, reached for the scroll, and wanted to get the quill.
"Memory."
"Now there is only one personality left."
But a wisp of white velvet on the quill turned into light and broke away from the altar, heading into the distance.
The demon who spoke in Meld's tone immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed the ray of light.
But the light was very fast, and the incomplete part of the memory escaped from Meld's fingers and merged into the snowflakes in the sky.
But Meld withdrew his hand and reasoned calmly.
"just.
"Follow" it and you can find the master personality."