In some dark corner of the Forsaken Lands, a tattered and blood-soaked girl was staggering forward, her hair disheveled, her face covered in golden blood and dust, and her eyes bloodshot.

"God of Light, save me!"

It's been the thirtieth day of the Seraph's banishment to the Forsaken Land, and she's almost broken down and her body is full of sores, and if it weren't for the angel's tenacity, she would have died.

At first, the Seraphic Angel Fanny wanted to use her own strength to slaughter these damn undead creatures as much as possible, and she did the same, but the Seraph, who was stripped of her powers, found herself very weak, so weak that she could only kill an ordinary bronze skeleton, or even be killed by a bronze skeleton.

She didn't think that she was going to escape from the forsaken land, she knew that with her own strength, she couldn't do without this place, so she simply killed some more skeletons, so that even if it fell, it would be an honor.

Soon, she found that she didn't need to deliberately look for the undead, there were as many undead creatures roaming the Forsaken Land as many as stars, and every moment the undead would come to her door, she fought with all her strength, fortunately, the low-level undead were not her opponents.

Soon, she met her strongest opponent, a silver skeleton, which was no longer something she could settle now, if before, the silver skeleton was no different from dust in her eyes, but now, that silver skeleton could even kill her.

After a fight, the Seraphic Angel was seriously injured, but the Silver Skull was not hurt much, if it weren't for the Seraph's blood containing light attributes, even she wouldn't have been able to hurt the Silver Skull.

When Silver Skull's butcher's knife fell, Fanny despaired.

"Very well, kill me, so I can return to the arms of the Most High God!"

But in that instant. A trace of sorrow flashed in the heart of the Seraph Fanny, did she die like this? After death, she should never exist in this world again, right? The Silver Skull will surely devour its own soul fire.

"No!"

Fanny shouted, dodging the Silver Skull's butcher's knife and retreating.

"No, I shouldn't have run away. It's shameful! Death in battle is glory, but running away is shameless, a betrayal of faith! ”

But when the poor Seraphic Angel saw the mouth of the silver skull, and the blue soul fire flickering in the holes of her eyes, she knew for the first time what it was like to be afraid, and for the first time she retreated.

"God, forgive me for my cowardice this time......"

The Seraph Fanny eventually chose to run away. She was making excuses for herself, she ran away so that she could kill more undead creatures in the future, but she knew in her heart that she was cowardly and did not do what the Most High God wanted, but to save her own life.

The escaping Seraphs are depressed, in order to make up for the remorse in their hearts. She continues to slaughter the undead who want to devour her, encountering powerful undead. She ducked from the past.

Despite this, the remorse in the Seraph's heart not only did not weaken, but she became more guilty as she fled again and again, did she really kill those undead creatures for the sake of the Supreme God?

She remembered Shay's words, and that's how she survived. That yourself. Isn't it also to survive?

The Seraphs are a little confused about their mission, is she here to destroy the darkness, or to preserve herself in the darkness?

In addition to the physical and mental torture, another even more terrifying thing happened, the angels relied on the origin of God to survive. Even if you don't eat or drink, you can live for hundreds or thousands of years. And now, her divine origin power was restricted, and the nature of her host body began to be revealed, and she felt hungry and thirsty.

It was an irresistible instinct, and the Seraphs wanted to eat, but the Forsaken had no food or water, and hunger made her little strength even worse.

After chopping off the head of a bronze skeleton, the weakened Seraphic finally couldn't help but fall to the ground, and the soul fire of the bronze skeleton trembled and floated out, and he wanted to flee into the distance in fear.

The soul fire without a head to rely on was fragile, and the Seraphic just sucked it lightly, and the soul fire burrowed into her body, and the spirit of the Seraphic Angel was lifted, and the hunger instantly alleviated a lot.

"Soul fire can be used as energy? No, no, am I going to devour evil souls to survive...... No way, I am an angel, the purest and noblest being, and cannot be defiled by these evil spirits. ”

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Soon, a bronze skeleton led a team of twenty white bone skeletons and began to besiege the Seraph, and the Seraph, relying on the energy of the bronze skeleton that had been devoured a few days ago, defeated them, but she herself fell to the ground.

She didn't devour the soul fires, as tempting as they were, and the Seraphs thought they were strong-willed, and when a lone bone skeleton spotted the Seraph's soul fire and aimed its ugly mouth at the Seraph, the powerless Seraphs were furious.

The white bone skeleton tried to devour the soul fire of the Seraph, but unfortunately its power was too small, and if the Seraphic wanted to resist, it could only suck against it, and soon, the soul fire of the white bone skeleton was absorbed by the Seraphic Fanny.

"Most High God, what have I done......"

The Seraphs were remorseful, but what could she do? In the face of survival, the previously firm faith seems to be vulnerable, and this devouring satisfaction makes the Seraphs want to stop.

Once there is, there will be a second time, and when the Seraphs devoured the soul fire of dozens of bronze skeletons, she felt another power growing within her.

Evil has invaded her body, and the Seraphs begin to despair, fear, and mourn.

Kill the enemy, then devour, the Seraphs do it all mechanically, she doesn't know what she's doing it for, just to survive.

The Seraphs no longer prayed to the God of Light as they had done at the beginning, and told themselves that they were firm in their faith, because she was at a loss.

Of course, she longed to return to the embrace of the God of Light, but she knew that she could not go back, and even if she did, she would only be burned to death in the Holy Flame, because the dark power had grown in her body.

A month later, the Seraphic Angel suddenly began to think again, and what she thought about was no longer to say loyalty to the God of Light and hatred of the undead, because she was no longer qualified to judge an undead creature, she was no different from the undead, killing and devouring, selfish and greedy.

"Does light really exist in every corner? Will the darkness be dispelled by the light after all? ”

The Seraphs gave themselves an answer, no, there was only darkness in the Forsaken Land, there was no trace of dawn, and the dawn that their Illuminati preached would eventually come, but in fact it was nothing more than a lie, because the dusk would never change, and the next would be night.

"Why? Why didn't the God of Light come to my rescue? Didn't he see my pain? Why not come and save a faithful believer? Why did you abandon me......"

The Seraphic Angel was thinking about these questions in the midst of the killing, she didn't expect answers, she just questioned, she didn't realize that her title had long since changed from the Supreme God to the God of Light.

"God of Light, it turns out that the skeleton is right, you don't care about our life and death, this is not a sacrifice, but a use."

The Seraphs are attacked by more and more powerful creatures every day, and she discovers that the undead in the Forsaken Lands cannot be killed.

"It seems that you have grown a lot, and your brain has improved a lot."

The voice that made the Seraphs hateful appeared, and all of this was caused by her! But although the Seraphic Angel hated her, he didn't rush over to kill her with a weapon, if before, even if she knew that she was not an opponent, she would not hesitate, but now, she didn't have that mind.

What's more, the King's Scepter made her unable to have any sense of resistance.

Xia Yi walked over slowly and said, "Why don't you say that everything that is evil should be destroyed?" Should anyone who betrays the Most High God be judged? Why don't you pray to your Most High God and curse me to be destroyed by the Most High God? ”

"I'm ......" Seraphic was speechless, she was no longer qualified for this.

"Because you have found that in fact, your prayers are useless, the God of Light cannot kill me, and there is no way to save you, perhaps, he did not think of saving you at all, poor angel."

"Look at this desolate world, if the Forsaken Land was created by the gods, then why didn't the God of Light stop it? Angel, don't feel pathetic, because what you've been through these days is nothing to mention in the Forsaken Land, and I, or thousands of undead creatures, live like this every day. ”

The Seraphic looked at Xia Yi in amazement, and at the undead fighting not far away, she fell into deep thought.

"It's called the Forsaken Land, and I don't know by whom...... Maybe it's your god of light, but if that's the case, isn't the forsaken land created by the god of light himself? Xia Yi smiled, "I don't really care about these issues, because living is the most important thing for me." ”

The Seraphic Angel raised his head, and there was no stubbornness in his eyes, on the contrary, like a person waiting to be redeemed.

"Good is unconditional, but evil will always make excuses for itself......"

"But aren't you doing these evil things these days? Or, when you were still an angel, you were doing it, how many human undead creatures did you kill, ordinary creatures? To put it nicely, you are loyal to your faith, and to put it bluntly, it is actually your god of light who is afraid that someone will threaten him, and he just wants to survive. ”

"It can be seen that goodness is not absolute, evil is not absolute, darkness is not absolute, light is not absolute...... Only life is absolute. (To be continued......)