It is a world that is favored by the gods.

Under the watchful eye of the gods, the people here believe in God, believe in the gods, and spend a lot of time praying every day.

But God didn't seem to want to intervene in their world, and some people gave up their faith and wanted to change it with their own power.

Thus technology was born and civilization arose.

The world immediately divided into two levels, one believing in magic and divine powers, and the other embracing artillery and civilization. The two forces are opposed to each other, but they are integrated with each other.

Gradually, the magical country had civilized buildings and lights, and the civilized country had priests and preachers. The two are integrated, and no one can do without the other.

But then, the gods disappeared. Demons from hell are biting from all directions. They destroyed churches for the faithful, but also for scholars. The temple was invaded and the capital destroyed. Civilized people lost their weapons, magical people lost their connection with the gods, and the world fell into darkness.

I don't know how long later, the whole world has been overrun by demons. No matter what kind of human beings are no longer visible, the gods who have lost their followers wake up again, but they can only leave weakly.

But people did not disappear completely, they hid in the shadows, hidden in places where demons could not perceive, restored civilization, made weapons, and then looked for companions.

The end of life is nothing more than that, they don't have the luxury of fighting off the monsters of the world, they only hope to save their surviving companions and spend the rest of their lives in this small stronghold.

The city in the distance is gray and white, and monsters and demons parade through the streets in twos and threes, looking for humans who may be hiding.

Without human sustainment, the architecture of civilization finally fell, cities were in ruins, the sky lost its light, and darkness filled the land.

In the corners where the monsters could not find them, the survivors prayed in the thick crypts, and they would not dare to put the last light into the crypts for fear that the breath of the living would attract the monsters.

They prayed for the return of God, sent messengers to save these believers, they prayed for the return of their former companions, and they drove away those feared monsters with artillery fire, and they prayed endlessly......

Save your people, O God.

Life went on like this, some people were captured by monsters, and they didn't dare to cry. Some people fell seriously ill, they didn't dare to bury it, and some people couldn't stand it and rushed out crazy, they didn't dare to save it.

Until one day, it was as if God had actually heard their prayers.

The roar of artillery fire outside the city lured the monsters out of the city, and the survivors were suddenly hopeful, and they said that God had mercy and sent angels to save them. But they were so frightened that even though they knew that there was an angel sent by God, they still didn't dare to go out, and quietly hid in a corner and listened to the sound of gunfire outside.

Waiting for the final decision of fate.

As the gunfire grew, the survivors' hopes grew, and they prayed more and more. The survivors heard the oracle of God, who said that good would triumph over evil, and that angels would slay down all demons. The survivors shouted, but by this time, the sound of the guns had weakened, and the screams of the monsters had also faded.

The survivors fell silent, their heads raised and waited quietly, waiting for fate to be decided. Wait for the angels to lift the ceiling where they are hiding and give light into their eyes. Or the demons chew the angels' wings to celebrate with their blood.

After a long, long time, all the survivors were waiting with their heads up. But in the end, nothing waited. No one opened the veil of fate, perhaps the angels prevailed, but they were not found. Perhaps the demons have triumphed, and the blood of the angels is more delicious. Maybe it's a lose-lose situation, and both the angel and the demon have their last breath left, as long as these survivors stand up and give the demon a gentle touch, then they will win.

The survivors know it's time to get out! But thinking of the horror of the monsters, their newly ignited courage was instantly exhausted.

Wait, wait, wait, wait for the judgment of fate, wait until the end, but wait for nothing, just live the same life as before. The days when I didn't dare to cry, I didn't dare to bury, I didn't dare to save.

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God, have you really forsaken us?

Having lost all hope, believers had to let out their last cry before they died.

After all the survivors were completely gone, a powerful will descended from the sky and swept the entire world, causing the monsters to freeze and tremble in place.

After a moment, the will receded, leaving only a long sigh.

In this world, there is no magic.