Chapter Twenty-Three: The Angel of Sin

Vanessa looked at Edgeworth, who was devoured by thistles, and breathed a sigh of relief. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info then she flailed her wings and landed in the ruins of the camp.

"What the hell is going on here? Why don't I have any memory at all? ”

Vanessa tried to find a survivor like Julian, or even the slightest clue, but she found nothing. She now feels that the event she experienced when she was young may not be so simple, and the fact that she forgot her own experience also revealed a bit of strangeness, which was probably not her own voluntary forgetting, but someone had tampered with her memory. If you think about it this way, Julian's existence seems a little weird, why he appears in his dreams, and he has no memory of him.

Vanessa, who was searching around, noticed that the huge thistle terrestris that had grown from the Sleeping Spell was beginning to shrink and fade, and she flew into the air vigilantly, staring intently at the mass of thistles, not letting go of anything suspicious. As the thistle dissipated, the Nightmare Dreador Edgeworth eerily vanished, leaving only the greatsword stuck in the ground.

Vanessa approached the greatsword carefully, its eyes all closed, as if it was still asleep. She reached out and drew her greatsword, and since it was in a dream, Vanessa didn't feel the slightest effort. She raised the giant sword and swung it a few times at will, the eyes on the two sides of the sword did not look like they were about to open at all, and when she looked at the giant sword carefully, she saw a small line of Yin text on the sword grid.

"The abyss is staring at you."

A chilling sensation prompts Vanessa to throw away the greatsword, and she decides not to pursue the mystery of her amnesia for the time being, and to wake up as soon as possible so as not to worry her teammates.

Vanessa shattered the greatsword with her mind, then imagined a blazing fire that burned the greatsword to ashes.

"It's over, wake me up, please!"

Vanessa was concentrating on distracting herself from the dream full of ominous memories, and she felt her vision blur, her mind began to trance, and finally fell into a peaceful darkness.

In the dream that was about to dissipate, the distant sunset finally set, and in the dim sky, a bright moon began to show its outline, like a newly opened eye.

And at this time, Aphrodite's dream.

It's a huge forest with plenty of birds frolicking merrily under a rich canopy, while some splash around on the tranquil beach edged by blooming orchids. Shredded sunlight shone through the gaps in the canopy, illuminating a cathedral crawling with vines, which stood silently in a clearing in the forest, as if dyed with the color of life by the forest, like a huge bird's nest.

However, these scenes are reconstructions that Edgeworth has conjectured from the landscape in front of him.

Nightmare Horror Edgeworth saw a shattered world, the twisted cathedral and the trees and land around the building, everything floating messily in the void, upside down, left and right, as if the land had life, heaven and earth turned upside down, and everything awakened.

"What the hell is this place?"

Edgeworth stood in exasperation on a fallen tree. Its appearance is identical to that of the vampire mage Neham, but its expression is more ferocious and savage.

"I haven't done it yet, this dream is about to collapse, what happened? Either way, find the human first, kill her quickly, and go to the aid of the master. ”

Edgeworth flew through the air, flying at high speed and avoiding obstacles with agility, the dream here almost unascertainable, but Edgeworth had a clear purpose, and it flew towards the cathedral where there were still a few vines left. When Edgeworth got closer, he found that the style of this church was very rare, and few churches could be so charming. This church with a huge dome is decorated with white, pink and green marble in geometric patterns, which can be said to be a vivid interpretation of classicism, elegance and freedom.

Edgeworth entered the interior of the church, where the huge dome was painted with countless portraits of angels, and the whole hall was empty, except for a figure in a rudimentary robe half-kneeling on the ground, bowing his head as if in contemplation or prayer.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Edgeworth felt a little strange, and he cautiously opened his mouth tentatively.

"You know what I like to do most with those shrunken turtles? Oh, by the way, the shrunken turtle is the guy who hides in the corner of the dream world, desperately trying to hide. I'm going to destroy the whole dream and reshape it into a huge desert of death with no creatures or shelter, and I'm going to create three or more suns if I want, and the constant heat will make any living thing lose at least two liters of water per hour, and those guys will be dehydrated until they become a dry corpse, believe me, it doesn't taste good. I call this a 'Flowing Fire Falls', and if those guys try to resist, they're going to see real hell. ”

But the figure did not respond to its words.

"Of course, not all creatures' dreams will be destroyed by me, some creatures have strong spiritual powers, and even I can't completely destroy them. But these strong-willed guys don't hide everywhere, they often choose to face me as an enemy, and I never flinch from these guys' challenges. If I do it myself, their fate will be even worse, and they will almost always regret challenging me before they die, and they will even beg me to give them a hard time. Now, what do you choose to do? ”

Edgeworth suppressed his anger and did not rush to action. Although it often comes across as the eldest of the Edgeworth brothers, it still has the cunning and prudence of the Nightmare Dread in its blood, which is one of the reasons why it has survived to this day.

But only Edgeworth's angry words echoed in the hall, and the half-kneeling figure was like a statue, unresponsive to changes in the outside world.

"Look at me, you coward, maggot! It would be an insult to me to let you die under my stunt! I have decided, I will use all my resources to torture you, make you regret humiliating me, and make you regret living in this world! ”

The temperature of the cathedral rises sharply, and the breath of heat continues to rise.

“…… Is your stunt to continue chattering after death? ”

A majestic voice came from above.

"What did you say?!"

Hearing this, Edgeworth immediately tried to raise his head, but found that his body seemed to have turned into a loose sand sculpture, starting from the outer layer and constantly shattering into dust and sliding to the ground, which was more terrifying than just disappearing. Edgeworth struggled to raise his head, only to see the massive dome shatter like glass, and a figure with white wings revealed from the endless light. Edgeworth noticed that the unknown enemy in the hall in the robes was still unmoving, perhaps to the man in the robe, he was nothing more than a worm, and the man in the robe didn't bother to look at it even a glance. Edgeworth was immediately enraged by this conjecture, and though it was soon reduced to a single head, it still cursed with vicious words.

"Don't think you won, my brother will avenge me, I don't believe you can stay without rest, wait, be careful whenever you try to close your eyes, from now on you will be haunted by eternal nightmares, we will keep an eye on you in the dark until you die!"

At that moment, a slender spear pierced the air, shattering the remaining skull of Edgeworth.

"The lower creatures are far darker than I can imagine, and they can always come up with dirtier words and stupider ways to die."

The archangel waved two huge wings in the air, and a sigh slowly emerged from under the hood.

Before he died, Edgeworth vaguely saw a pair of huge blood-stained wings suddenly open from under his robes and fly towards the shattered dome, and in an instant the entire light was shattered into pieces.

The archangel in the air raised his hand slightly, and the spear that was stuck in the ground flew back into his hand, the spear was red, the tip of which split into two sharp forks, and the spear was wrapped around a cloth like a full of blood.

The archangel said to another figure with blood-stained wings.

"Aphrodite, the Angel of Cleansing, do you know your mission?"

"No, that's your mission, not mine, I said I won't obey God's will anymore, and I'll judge for myself. What's more, I am not an angel, and all this knowledge and power belonging to angels will be sealed in my body and turned into my potential. In the future, I will only become the Holy Warrior Aphrodite, not the Cleansing Angel Aphrodite. ”

Aphrodite waved her wings a little uncomfortably, but in reality angels did not fly entirely on their wings, they had a constant ability to fly, and they could fly even without waving their wings.

"That's fine, no matter what, we're sorry for you, I hope you can forgive us, we have no choice."

Aphrodite coldly faced the archangel's apology.

"Go back to your own world, our world is guarded by us, no matter what direction this world will take, it is the choice of us aborigines, we will not regret it."

The archangel slowly rises upward.

"Don't you really want to know the cause of the Ragnarok?"

"What if you know? Don't know what? None of this will do anything for the status quo, so leave us with some hope. ”

Aphrodite shook her head as she watched as the archangel's body faded and began to disappear.

"Sometimes ignorance is a kind of luck, and recklessness is also a way out."

After saying that, the archangel turned into light and dissipated.

Aphrodite looked at the dust left behind by Edgeworth's death on the ground, her eyes flashing with unspeakable meaning. She hid her wings behind her and landed on the ground, holding the ashes of the Dreador in both hands. Aphrodite is going to use a high-level prophecy spell to know the current situation while the angelic power is not completely gone, because it stands to reason that when she is unconscious, everyone should be in a safe state and will not be able to suffer such an inexplicable attack, so she needs to get the latest information, especially the enemy's.

Aphrodite closed her eyes, her mind fast-forwarding to Edgeworth's memories, a record of its destiny that existed in an endless period of time, so that even if it was gone, its past could still be known as long as it was possessed.

Suddenly, Aphrodite opened her eyes in shock, she saw a familiar face from Edgeworth's memory, and she had to wake up as soon as possible to stop his plot.

He is the president of the Brotherhood of Steel, Hinclair.