The people of Twilight felt their souls being pulled out of their shells, rising up, and finally coming to a pure land above the clouds.

There, there was no sun or stars, but everything there was as bright as day, and the warm light sheltered every soul like the warm winter sun.

There is a huge city, perched above the clouds.

From a distance, the light of that city is brighter than everything in the world, it is like an extremely expensive gem, shining so brightly that it is impossible to look at it directly.

Emerson followed the people of Twilight, subconsciously walking towards the city, as if an unknown force was calling him forward.

As he got closer to the city, he heard shouts from the crowd.

"Look there! Look at those people!"

Emerson looked in the direction of the sound and saw a huge procession walking in front of the citizens of Twilight.

The team lined up in a neat queue and walked slowly towards the city in the sky.

Looking closely, Emerson noticed that there were quite a few familiar faces among these people.

Some were martyrs who died defending their country during the riots, some were soldiers who chose to betray the country for money, and some were pirates and mercenaries who were killed and executed.

And the king of pirates, Barbarossa, is at the forefront of the whole team.

Emerson quickly understood the identity of the group, all of whom had died in the last two days.

Having guessed the identity of the group, many of the citizens of Twilight City began to speed up their pace and ran towards the city, trying to figure out where the dead would go.

As he ran closer to the city, Emerson panted and looked up, only to find that the walls of the city were made of jasper, and the streets made a crisp sound when he stepped on them.

The walls had twelve foundations, each of which was decorated with different gemstones.

The whole city, each side is more than four thousand miles long, there are three gates in the south, east, west, and north, and there are countless angels in the sky above the twelve gates, who carry the holy ring on their heads, and the wings formed by the light on their backs, and their whole bodies are dressed in light condensed into holy armor, soaring in the sky, observing everything on the ground.

Emerson followed the dead to one of the gates of the West Gate, and watched as a female angel with wings on her back slowly descended to the ground.

The devout believers among the citizens fell to their knees with tears streaming down their faces, unable to contain their agitation, and read aloud the salutation speech.

The female angel was otherworldly, elegant, but her face exuded a dazzling light, and she couldn't see her true face clearly.

She walked up to the dead and said, "This is the sanctuary of God, and there will be no more night, no more curses." The dead, and all the unclean, and those who have done that abomination and deceit, will not enter this city, but they will enter only whose names are written in the Lamb's book of life. ”

Following the female angel and the procession of the dead, Emerson and many of the citizens of Twilight City slowly walked towards the gates of the city.

Under the gaze of many angels of different shapes and costumes, this group of souls from Twilight City finally walked to the huge square in front of the city gate.

A four-winged archangel of almost the same size as the city gate, standing in front of the gate, holding a thick book in one hand and a huge scale in the other, watched the procession of the dead come to the front and said, "The judgment begins." ”

Emerson watched as a wing commander of the Knights of the Twilight West slowly floated into the air and approached the four-winged angel.

"That's Ennis. Emerson looked at the commander's face and muttered, "If I'm not mistaken, he was the last of the Knights to resist against the rebels. ”

The four-winged archangel opened the book, and the scenes of Ennis's life were displayed in the book like a slideshow.

His joy in helping others, his devotion to duty, and his devotion were played back as the pages turned.

And the balance in the archangel's other hand also swayed and shook as the pages of the book turned.

Ennis's assassination from behind by a traitor on the night of the Twilight rebellion became the last elegy of his life.

As the scene slowly turns gray, the scales no longer swing, and the weighing pan eventually tilts in favor of the good side.

The four-winged archangel glanced at the scales and said softly, "The judgment is over, and you can enter the city." ”

Ennis nodded in confusion, and his body, floating in the air, floated forward past the souls on the ground, entered the light of the city gate, and disappeared.

"He's in heaven!"

There was a whisper of admiration from the citizens of Twilight, and almost all of them fell to their knees, clasped their hands together, and prayed silently in the direction of the city gates.

The angels, who were oblivious to all this, kept the order of the procession and began to choose the next person to be judged.

Barbarossa Hayreddin. ”

The burly king of pirates was brought out of the dead by angels and brought before the archangel.

The epitome of Barbarossa's life experience is displayed in the form of a slide on the book in the archangel's hand, and the scales are shaking with it.

Looking at the images that appeared on the books, the people present all let out frightened screams.

Raiding cities, selling slaves, killing captives, and raiding merchant ships...... Barbarossa spent his life in violence and killing, his hands stained with blood and the bodies of the dead under his body.

Emerson looked at Barbarossa's memories and was intrigued by one of the scenes.

Young Barbarossa, with a mother and daughter, escaped from the army in the dimly lit streets. Due to her frailty and immobility, the mother stuffed her newborn daughter into Barbarossa's arms, and then kissed each other's lips while secretly choosing to kill herself with a dagger.

When Barbarossa picked up the woman who had committed suicide, the pirate king was on the verge of breaking down and swore to heaven that he would bring destruction and fear to every city of his enemies.

However, this picture flashed by and few people were able to notice.

Waiting for all the images to end, the four-winged archangel glanced at the scales, and the weighing pan tilted towards the evil end.

The archangel shook his head at Barbarossa and said in a deep voice, "The judgment is over, you can't pass through here. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the bricks under Barbarossa's feet began to collapse, and the flames that burst out instantly engulfed his body.

In the crowd, a woman's heart-rending cry was heard: "No!"

Emerson looked intently as Aisha rushed to Barbarossa, surrounded by flames, trying to pull him out.

Barbarossa turned his head and looked at Aisha, who rushed towards him, his original stunned expression was suddenly replaced by relief and joy, he smiled and shook his head, and whispered, "Don't let me down, my daughter." ”

In an instant, a large hole opened in the ground. The liquid formed by sulfur and magma slowly filled the entire cavern. Hundreds of demonic arms, stretched out from the mouth of the cave, climbed up Barbarossa's body, and in the screams and prayers of onlookers, his flesh was torn apart piece by piece, revealing the white bones and fascia below, and his soul was dragged directly into the ground after the last scream, never to be seen again.

Barbarossa's trial ended, and he ended up in hell.

Looking at this scene in front of him, Emerson's scalp was numb and trembling, and he stumbled under his feet and accidentally fell to the ground, finding that his legs were completely weak and he couldn't get up at all.

Looking around, he found that there were many people who had the same experience as him, and they were all frightened by the scene just now.

The angels, who were accustomed to this, began to search for the next person to be judged in the ranks of the dead.

The female angel leading the procession of the dead first looked at Aisha, who was lying on the ground crying, and then at the group of citizens of Twilight City.

She flew up to the four-winged archangel and said respectfully, "These people are not dead, and they should not stay here. ”

The archangel looked down at these small mortals and whispered, "God brought them here and gave them the right to regain their faith. Mortals, choose, you can go back here or move on. ”

Looking at the blinding light in the city gate, Emerson struggled to get up from the ground and said to the four-winged archangel in front of him, "I hope to be able to go on and witness my faith with my own eyes!"

The four-winged archangel was silent for a moment, then moved out of the way and said to the citizens of Twilight, "Enter this gate, and the truth you seek awaits you. ”

Some of the citizens of Twilight chose to follow Emerson and move on, while others hesitated and wanted to return.

In the end, only one-third of the total number of citizens walked through the gate.