Jon stared blankly at the "angel" as he got closer and closer, his face and his wings bringing tears to her eyes.

In the past few days, she was sure that there was no god in this world, after all, her family was good people, and her two children were as pure as fresh snow in early winter.

But they were still dead, at the hands of a madwoman.

If there really is a god in this world, why did such a tragic thing happen?

Jon couldn't accept this.

But at this very moment when Jon was in the midst of chaos and violence, the "angel" appeared to them so calmly, and just by seeing him, she felt that her soul was redeemed.

However, her two daughters, and the endless chaos and bloodshed she had seen during this time, kept swirling in her mind very vividly.

Jon felt as if she was about to tear, and it probably was because of this that it took her a moment to realize that her companion, the black woman, was staring at the "angel" and muttering to herself, the muscles of the latter's face bouncing unnaturally on her cheekbones as if they had been electrocuted.

“…… Power is given to them, and they can kill a quarter of the earth with the sword, famine, pestilence, and wild beasts."

Jon only heard his companion's last words.

It wasn't until this time that she realized that the "angel" was followed by three other people.

Thankfully, the other three men looked like ordinary people, they weren't riding white, black, or green horses, and they didn't have inhuman wings like angels on their backs.

This gave Jon a somewhat secret sense of relief. However, she is probably the only one who feels relaxed.

Her companion let out a shrill scream after a muffled, chaotic mutter.

"Kill him, kill that winged thing, kill those people, they're demons, they're the Knights of the Apocalypse who came to destroy this world! They're the culprits of it all!"

The woman's voice even changed tone at the end, and her eyes rolled white, as if she was going to faint directly because she was too excited in the next second.

But there is no doubt that under the high pressure of so many days, even the group of survivors have actually reached a rather abnormal level of nerves, and the woman's screams seem a little crazy, but they are extremely convincing for them.

Feelings of fear and hatred quickly burned away what little sanity they had left in their minds—

"Kill! Kill that Adventist shit!"

"Kill him!"

……

The group of survivors jumped from the dying "madman", their faces red and their eyes bloodshot, and then grabbed the weapon in their hands and rushed towards Calvin.

Only Jon didn't move.

She was still in an indescribable state of confusion, and she didn't know what to do.

Then, Jon saw the ...... with his own eyes A scene of miracles.

The angel lowered his eyes, his wings stretched slightly, and then a light as soft as a pearl in the moonlight rippled from his body.

The people who had been illuminated by the light all froze in place.

They slowly lowered their weapons, their eyes becoming confused and empty......

Jon's pupils were shrinking, and as a fitness trainer, her eyesight had always been good, and she couldn't get the expressions of those people wrong.

If before they looked like beasts in human skin, now the beast is dead.

A happy expression appeared on the men's faces, their eyes as clear as newborn babies, and then they reached out to the angel and kissed his fingertips.

At such a distance, Jon could not hear what the "angel" was saying to those people, but its words seemed to be very persuasive to those people. A few minutes later, Jon saw his former companion, the black woman who shouted that it was the four knights of the apocalypse, slowly walking towards her.

However, the woman left Jon with extremely tyrannical blood, but when she returned, Jon saw a happy woman bathed in extreme happiness.

"Hey, Jon, Calvin let's go home. He said we had to eat something and get some sleep. Everything's going to be okay, isn't it? I think he has a point. ”

“……”

Jon looked at the woman, his breathing becoming rapid.

Anyone who has seen what has just happened will know that it is not a transformation that science can make.

The "angel" exercised the power of the "angel" in the presence of Jon. This should be a good thing, and if Jon was a devout believer, she should be deeply moved and weeping thanksgiving for God's coming.

Jon, however, looked at the joyous crowd and felt nothing but deep fear.

It can even be said that the scenes she saw when she was struggling to survive in the chaos for so many days before brought her less horror than the current scene.

Those joyful crowds, those bright smiles, those innocent eyes......

It was a joyous sight that could only be found in an ideal heavenly kingdom, but it scared Jon to the point of madness.

In this moment, Jon wondered if he was the only one who was pulled down.

The only sober man in a crowd of madmen.

"Whew...... Whew......"

The sound of a struggling breath made Jon barely shake out of his fright. She suddenly looked back and saw that the man who was gasping heavily was none other than the Advent madman. Escaping from the hands of the survivors, he looked as if he had used up his last bit of luck.

He was badly wounded, and Jon suspected that he had injured his ribs or lungs before, and he now looked like he was having trouble breathing.

A person's life slowly faded into darkness in Jon's sight.

"Oh my God. ”

Jon stared at the man, and she muttered softly.

She didn't intend to help the man (the Adventist pendant around his neck made her eyes hurt), but she couldn't do anything to end the man's extremely painful NDE.

She could only sit there like this, watching the world she once knew crumble little by little.

However, the "angel" noticed her...... And the madman.

No, no, please, please don't come near here, please don't-

In the midst of Jon's silent screams, the "angel" still walked in her direction step by step.

Finally, he stopped in front of Jon.

Jon looked up, staring desperately at the beautiful and dizzying face.

A tear spilled out of Jon's dry eyes.

"I beg you......" Jon's mind went blank, and she could only subconsciously plead with the inhuman creature, "Don't do that to me." God, I haven't done anything evil in my life, so please don't do that to me, I don't want to be like that......"

Jon was acutely aware of the moment he saw the black woman, and there was no soul in that battered shell.

It was just a cloud of light that didn't make sense.

The Advent angels had turned everyone Jon knew into mad lunatics and murderers, and now another angel had turned them into complete idiots.

Jon didn't want that.

That's horrible, and it's pathetic.

“…… I have never taken the initiative to harm your people. Jon muttered, glancing at the madman lying on the ground dying, "I just can't help him." My child was killed by them, and Mary went mad, she was also a member of the Adventists......"

Calvin stared at the woman in front of him, who was already on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Yes, the woman took him for an Adventist and was horrified about it.

Thinking of the group of people who had transformed into beings of light a few minutes earlier, Calvin felt a heavy layer of exhaustion in his heart.

He had just wanted to find the madmen who had been controlled by Joshua, but what he saw along the way made him more and more silent.

Most of the madmen have been abused to death.

The hatred of the survivors for the lunatics was so intense that Calvin felt a chill down his spine.

But these people probably didn't know that all the atrocities they had done to those madmen were actually what Joshua had expected. In a sense, Joshua has succeeded—he has planted those poisonous seeds in the hearts of the survivors.

Calvin could have foreseen that even if he had killed Joshua, even if social order had returned soon after...... These poisonous seeds don't die either.

They will only bloom dark flowers in people's hearts, and then in a few years, or even more years, they will bring more terrible blood and violence back into the world again.

At this moment, Calvin finally realized once again that Joshua was indeed the initiator of the end of the world.

He did his job perfectly.

"I'm not going to turn you into that kind of monster," Calvin said softly to Jon, who looked at him sadly, "...... I'm glad you still have your own mind. I'm sorry for what happened to you. ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pressed it on Jon's shoulder.

The white light slowly lingered on Jon's body, and the wounds and dull pain on the woman's body quickly dissipated.

After a few seconds, Calvin was slightly stunned.

When he spoke to Jon again, there was something else in his eyes.

"You should have a good rest, ma'am. He said, then he looked into Jon's abdomen, "Your child too." ”

Jon had thought that the angel in front of her was going to turn her into that kind of monster, but when she realized that Calvin had only healed her wounds, she could no longer tense her nerves and fell to the ground hard.

After hearing Calvin's words, it took her a long time to react.

"My child has ...... It's mine...... Kid?"

Jon pressed his abdomen.

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