When the gods woke up, a great war had come to an end, the addition of the dragons did not make the angels save their decline, the dragons were split because of the persuasion of angels and humans, and some of the dragons chose to help the angels, They also belong to the winged race, they have a certain sense of identity with the angels, plus how bad the reputation of the angels is only for those races on land, for the dragons who are far away on the island, they do not feel all this deeply.

The other part of the dragon race is moved by human beings, tempted by the colorful life of the human world, in order to better integrate into human society and enjoy their good life, they even create advanced transfiguration techniques, turning themselves into human beings.

These dragons are called "traitors" by the other dragons on the island, however, ironically, these island dragons, who maintain their pride and reluctance to help humans, and become dragon knights, are finally provoked by the angel's command and choose to withdraw from the war, and their withdrawal means the total defeat of the angels.

When the gods woke up, they saw the corpse of an angel with broken wings.

Actually, angels should not have corpses, once the complete angels are killed, they will disappear into the world as light, and all the corpses that can be left are mutilated - which also creates the impression that these angels are as clean as the light, and nothing will be left, which is the correct way for angels to die.

One hundred and ten angels, and the last remaining was less than thirty people, looking at the angels whose feathers were dyed bright red, looking at their murderous faces, it was not the first time that the god wondered, did he create some wrong angels?

"My children, tell me, what's going on?"

When I woke up, the whole world changed.

The god pressed his forehead, he didn't actually feel a headache, but subconsciously moved like this. The gods cannot go back in time, and if they want to know what happened while he was asleep, he would need to ask the people involved, or by his omniscience, he would need to know the truth from all angles and directions.

He obviously didn't want to be a detective so much, as a god, he was the most honorable person in the world, of course he could ask directly, no one could lie in front of the gods without being discovered.

The angels, who were on the side of the "vanquished" and "victims", took the lead in talking about their own side of the matter, "Father, they are all helping the filthy humans, the ungrateful humans..."

Even the wise angel who is calm and commanding in front of outsiders is like a wronged child when facing God, he recounted the experience, and the corpses of angels that still exist are displayed in front of everyone.

The sky on this battlefield still has a bad aura that has not dissipated, and a river of blood flows below, reflecting the terrifying-looking corpses, and then thinking of their handsome and excellent appearance before their deaths, not only the remaining angels are angry and sad, but also the plants who have fought out the anger also feel a little uneasy, how did they get it? Is it really because of the herbs they found?

Because of this uneasiness and guilt, they immediately forgave the killing of the angels before, and even regretted their participation in the war.

"But we don't know!"

The goblin who made the weapon retorted: "We were just making weapons, and we don't know what these weapons do, and besides, the materials sent by humans, of course, I know that they are bones with power, but we don't know that they are angels! ”

The goblins seemed to be reasonable, but it sounded like it made the angels even angrier, hah, should we blame us for not telling you earlier that those weapons were the bones of our kind?

The goblins took away their thoughts, and some of the planters also spoke: "We just found an herb." ”

The elves felt innocent, and compared to those who were indirectly involved, they really did nothing at first: "We didn't do anything, why were we attacked?"

The orcs also began to cry out for injustice, they really thought that they were wronged, it was these angels who fought indiscriminately and beat their people to death, and they participated in it in order to take revenge.

For a while, everyone had their own reasons, and even the dragons expressed their opinions, obviously they joined the war because they didn't want these races to destroy the peace of the continent.

I don't know if the high-sounding words are true or not, and it's tiring to listen to.

Even the gods don't know what to say at this time, should this battle be fought? Is it good to fight this battle like this?

With a sweep of his eyes, he knew how many people were missing on this continent, he had been asleep for so long, and the population had not increased at all, but had decreased by half, in this case, even if the angels really had a reason, their killing intentions were still too heavy.

His eyes fell on the corpse, his hand stretched out, spilling a golden light, the corpse melted in the light, disappeared in front of their eyes, the hideous appearance on their faces that had not faded, seemed to have changed in the golden light, and at the last moment, everyone remembered their handsome appearance before their death.

"The race that eats the flesh of angels will go to hell forever. ”

The god whispered, his words were still part of the creation of the world, and the red book in his hand was like being flipped through by the wind, and quickly turned to a new chapter, and then the words were written on it, and the word "hell" fell on the paper, as if he could also see the netherworld with its long river Styx, which could judge the guilty.

"Bang" invisibly, as if something could be heard, as if a chain was vibrating, or two chains that had never been closed were hooked together, forming a complete link.

The god looked up at the sky, and if he had enlightenment, he seemed to feel something, but it was still not clear, and he frowned, and looked at the races in front of him.

The prospect of creating humans, the expectation of creating angels, and the joy of creating elves, goblins, orcs, plants, and dragons, he thought that with so many races, there will definitely be more development in this world, and it will no longer be a simple technology tree, and maybe it will bring more and better changes.

For this space, he didn't look at it with a dominant mentality, not as arrogant as the previous god, thinking that everything should go my way if I let you give birth to you, and he didn't feel that the power in his hands was unlimited, so he could do whatever he wanted, he felt that he was more like an elder, watching the babbling toddler grow up with his assistance, maybe one day, it could grow into a towering tree, but now, it still needs more help from him until all the rules are perfected.

So far, he feels that he has done okay, everything that should have appeared, and he doesn't need to care about the rest, the reason is that what life is like still depends on everyone's way of living, he interferes more, and that is his own life.

They can see the painful images of those who have eaten the flesh and blood of angels, some of them are holding their stomachs and wailing bitterly, some are coughing up blood and dying, and some have walked on a black river, their faces are painful, they want to float out of the river but can't, they are struggling all at once, struggling hopelessly...

The angels had a relieved expression on their faces, a little better, but they were even more angry at the other races who were aiding and abetting.

"Father, they deserve to be punished too! they are not grateful for your creation and help humanity to poison your darling, they deserve the same punishment!"

No one wants to experience what hell is like, even if the shadow of hell is only a small part of it before their eyes.

The atmosphere that was originally a little relaxed, because of the insistence of the angels, there were some discordant voices.

The god came back to his senses, and looking at the angels who wanted to kill them all, he groaned for a moment and said, "The angels live in the heavenly palace with me, and no longer care about the affairs of the land, as for the other races..."

Elves, goblins, plant people, and dragons, all showed some apprehension on their faces, but the human beings, after so many years, they had long forgotten the prestige of the gods, and when they saw it at this moment, they only showed a respectful look, and they were not too afraid, even if the means of Shicai were frightening, they showed more vigilance than respectful obedience.

Human beings, their nature seems to be like this, or do they think of something bad when they make it themselves?

The red book in his hand was closed, and the red cover was so bright even if it was shrouded in golden light, and his hand rubbed down from the spine of the book, knocked twice on the cover, and said, "No other race will ever enter the Heavenly Palace." ”

When I saw the garden in the heavenly palace before, I also thought about whether to get a "kingdom of God" out in the future, anyway, now all races are complete, except for not getting aliens out, everything else is there, and it's a good thing to make a "kingdom of God" to collect, and the entry standard is that only believers are allowed to enter.

When the gods were asleep, they were still thinking, this standard is very good, it just happened to be preached, all races can believe it, and then believers can enter the kingdom of God after death, which sounds very good.

The charm of this kind of religious belief seems to lie in asking for an afterlife.

However, it seems that it is still too messy.

In the end, he didn't wipe out those races that were made out of whim, and they have been created to be lives, and killing these lives plainly is not appropriate for him, the Red Book itself is already so "evil", that is, the merits of creation and life have not been able to reduce much, or don't increase its weight, otherwise, who knows what kind of machine spirit will be raised in the future?

Ignoring the weeping faces of the other races, and not preparing to listen to their pleas, the god waved his hand, and these races that had been dragged from the battlefield to the sky returned to their own places, just at a loss, the hostile angels were still in the sky, and they would never come down again, who else would they fight?

The angels who were left in heaven did not feel much honored, the tragic death of their kindred, the tragedy of their kindred, even if those enemies had been duly punished and entered hell, but their mood did not feel very good because of this, everything came so easily and so unrealistically.

The gods ignored their confusion, and the angels' loyalty was engraved at the beginning of creation, so he never thought too much about their thoughts.

The neglect of one side, the injustice of the other, this thing seems to be over on the surface, but in fact it has just begun.

The wise angel looked at the place where the god had disappeared and asked softly, "Are we being punished?"

"How is it a punishment? Didn't they all go to hell?" The low-level angels, those wingless angels are the ones who remain the most, because they can't fly, so they don't participate in this war more, except for a few unlucky ones who were killed by the dragons, the others are basically there.

"Yes, they have all entered hell, and they will never be able to enter the heavenly palace, but we can no longer go out in the heavenly palace, and it will not be our turn to do the things that once ruled the heavens and the earth. ”

The fact that all the angels fell into a deathly silence, in fact, not all angels liked to worry about those things on land before, they preferred the beautiful things of nature, even if they took care of the flowers and plants in the garden that would never speak, it would make them feel happy.

However, it was a task given by the Father, and they worked diligently, never coming to the meeting, and completing it little by little, with the anxiety of not making up their minds, the expectation of reward, and the joy of being able to complete the task given by the Father... All kinds of emotions are intertwined, and until now, after hearing it, they don't have to worry about those things, they don't feel much happiness because of it, but more of a loss.

Is the Father dissatisfied? Is he still dissatisfied?

Why didn't he tell me that he wasn't satisfied?

Is he angry? He doesn't want to see us again?

So, are we being imprisoned in disguise?

"No, it can't be, God still loves us. Didn't he punish us?"

Yes, there is no punishment, however, there is no task, which is the greatest punishment.

In the years that followed, the angels who felt that they seemed to have fallen out of favor fell into contradictions and pains, and when the gods did not know it, malice was pervasive, and finally one day the angels fell into the sky, the black wings condensed with deep evil, and the trembling red book flew out of the hands of the gods, and then fell into hell together...

Above the Heavenly Palace, the god stood in front of his throne, looked at the red book that crossed the sky like a meteor, and sighed softly: "After all, it can't be saved." ”

Then, he closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to look at the story of the future of this world, and the light wrapped around his body, like a star, and disappeared in a flash, leaving this world.

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