chapter33

The sky was suddenly occupied by the light of magic and sword energy, and from time to time the dragon groan of Tradoris could be heard shouting the light of the burning flames. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info I shouted, "Tradoris, go help Sylved!" Orea, you're going too far, tell them to stop! ”

Eurea said in a cold voice: "Sylvid bewitched the archangel Sakya with the intention of separating the heavenly realm, and the sin is added to the first degree!" ”

The expressions of the Divine Kings were shocked, and they immediately integrated their formations and launched a more fierce attack on Sylved.

Tradoris stayed by Sylvid's side, as he was magically immune and had strong defenses, so he blocked most of his attacks. But even this is how Sylved struggles, after all, the combination of the twelve gods and kings is comparable to the power of a single main god. His swift swing blocked the onslaught of the God-King Guards in front of him, and the sword slammed violently, shaking my eardrums. Eventually, he broke through and flew towards me, but was soon surrounded again.

I turned to look at Orea and asked, "Why?" Why? What did he do wrong? ”

Instead of answering me, Orea blocked out all sounds in the forbidden area so that I could only see and not hear anything. I watched them mingle and be inseparable, until the body of the first god king fell from the sky, and the golden feathers fell to the ground, and the body was stained red with blood. He looked at me silently with his eyes open, and there were mixed feelings in his eyes, and although they bet me all day, I actually liked them very much. They were all selected by me, and they have guarded the Hall of Radiance together for tens of thousands of years, perhaps since they became the Divine King's Guard, they never thought that they would end up like this, but now they have ended up like this.

I felt it darkened in front of me, and the melee in the sky was becoming more and more chaotic, and sword qi and magic flew wildly. I saw the corpses of the gods and kings being shot down, silently falling in front of my eyes, and I shouted hoarsely, but to no avail.

I sat on the ground and watched the men fighting in the sky with my eyes firmly fixed, and now that Liszt was the only one left in the god-king guard, Eurea beckoned that Sylved would be put to death. Tradoris's wings were torn apart, but he still protected Sylved, whose body was stained red with blood.

Blood, so much blood, like a holy baptism.

Eventually, all the people disappeared from my sight, and I could only see a faint light.

Suddenly, Ozteler appeared in my sight, he looked at the corpse of the god Wang Wei on the ground and asked me in horror, but I couldn't hear what he said. I banged desperately on the glass, pointed to the light in the sky, and shouted, "Go save Silved!" "I knew he couldn't hear me, but he quickly understood what I meant. He first tried to break the ban that trapped me, but Orea couldn't do it with anyone but himself, so he flapped his wings and flew into the sky.

In my memory, the war lasted nine days and nine nights, the sky was dark, and the wind and clouds changed color. It wasn't until the tenth day that I saw Orea come back with a wound. After that, he ordered me to be imprisoned, and I was trapped in the dormitory dungeon of the Hall of Glory for a hundred years.

Later, I heard that the Twelve Divine Kings were wiped out except for Liszt, and that Sylved had been defeated from the Nine Heavenly Realms, trapped in the abyss of demons by Orea, and stripped of his godhead. Tradoris and Ozteler were similarly trapped with Sylved. With that, the greatest coup d'état in the history of the Celestial Realm came to an end, and Sylved was reduced from a hero admired by all to a traitor spurned by all, and I was reduced to a prisoner.

And it's all because of me, I'm a sinner.

From that day on, all my love for Orea was shattered, and I never said a word to him again, not a word. I hated him, hated him for making me bear the sin of blood.

I had asked the guards guarding me to find Lydia for me, but he said that Lydia had disappeared after Oztele's accident, and that many of Sylvid's former ministers had defected from the Celestial Realm to the Abyss of Demons. Liszt was appointed head of the new Celestial Royal Legion, taking the place of Sylvid. He came to see me three days after the incident, and he seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, and he became a much more mature person, and when he saw me, he smiled wryly and said nothing. Stripped off his armor, Liszt's figure turned out to be so thin, this was no longer the captain of the high-spirited God King Guard back then, and now he was just an ordinary person. The countenance of our angels will not change, aging can only be seen in the hair, and Liszt's hair has begun to approach gray.

After that, Orea came to see me a few times, and each time he looked at me quietly, saying nothing, and I didn't say anything, because there was nothing to say between us. A lot of times we were silent with each other, like two statues, and every time I saw his face I remembered how angry he was that day, and it was so terrible that it always made my heart palpitate. I've seen Silved covered in blood countless times in my sleep, and each time I've woken up and stared at the flickering candle flame in a daze.

Days like this went on for quite some time, and my nerves were almost broken. If it weren't for Liszt's occasional conversation with me, I would have gone crazy.

Liszt said: "Your Highness, look away, the matter has passed. Just forget about it, for everyone's good. In fact, Your Majesty loves you, and sometimes people do stupid things for love, but he has the right to be forgiven. Don't think about Sylved anymore, you never will. ”

I sneered, and I learned to sneer during the long years of imprisonment: "Because he is the god-king? ”

"Yes!" Liszt said, "Because he is the god-king." He is the Master, and we cannot disobey Him. ”

I laughed and said, "Liszt, I don't know what to say about you, but what you say is certainly not true." I want to ask you, do you hate Orea or Sylved? Remember? The way your brothers died, it was Sylved who killed them, but who was the one responsible for this? What's wrong with them? Do they deserve to die? What's wrong with Sylved? He's just protecting himself. Love? I sneered: "He doesn't understand what love is at all, he's just a selfish and willful person."

Liszt furrowed his eyebrows deeply and let out an inaudible sigh: "Your Highness...... Don't do that. I can't come to see you without Your Majesty's consent. ”

I smiled bitterly and shook my head: "It's just a prisoner under the stairs, don't call me Your Highness, in short, I won't forgive him." Then I closed my mouth and said nothing, and quietly leaned against the wall and stared at the snow-white wall in a daze.

Liszt stood for a while and then walked away, and I didn't see him again for a long time, and before I knew it, decades had passed. I've been concerned about Lydia's situation, but I'm in prison and can't do it.