"Here...... Where exactly? ”

Akon looked at the black and white scenery in front of him in amazement, and the thoughts in his mind began to stiffen a little.

Magic flashback? Or is it a loss of mental control due to a runaway spell? What the hell is going on?

If I'm not mistaken, he had clearly held a retrospective circle in subspace to summon the last male mercenary. But in the middle of the call, he felt a trace of abnormality, as if something was interfering with the operation of his magic circle. Out of an abundance of caution, he didn't disconnect the spell link directly, but blocked out the noise to summon.

But by the time the circle was over and he opened his eyes, there was no one around the mage anymore. Not only the disappearance of ritual places and people, but even the world in front of us was only black and white, without the violent aura of the subspace.

The soul connection that has been maintained is also a dead silence of emptiness, and the existence of people is completely unfelt. Patsy was like everyone had disappeared, and he was the only one left in the vast space. Standing on the barren and dark plain, looking up at the vast sky. The pure white color made a trace of bad emotions flash through the mage's heart. This sheer color seemed to remind him of something very bad.

Cult of the Light, Amun. The hell I went through when I was a little kid. The nightmare-like world of black and white appeared in front of him again. The world is like a bad child, throwing the scenery he least wants to see directly in front of him in the most unexpected way. There is no logic at all, there is no reason.

This is its own grave.

Buried the former boy Aken, the grave that received all the knowledge of the world.

It was here that he and the young man of the gods broke with each other completely.

Looking at the black earth, the mage subconsciously clenched his fists. A dark red liquid trickled down the fingertips, becoming the third striking color in the world.

"Yo, Akon, what are you doing here?"

It was like a reproduction of a memory, and the soft voice that he would never forget when he died came from behind him.

The mage's body trembled, and he could even feel his expression becoming more and more hideous.

It was exactly the same scene as he remembered, he seemed to be standing in this place at that time, and then made a move that he still has no regrets. After knowing those horrible facts and truths, he completely broke with that disgusting organization, accepted that strange system, and made himself a wizard to walk on the earth.

Amun...... Don't you think that's weird? ”

As if something was pulling him, the mage's body turned to look at the brother he had once thought was the closest to him.

Wearing a moon-white robe with the lines of the sun woven with gold threads on his chest, the godly young man smiled softly and looked at Akon in the black robe with a bright face. The outfits between the two are like reflections, one is pure white and the other is pitch black.

The white one means the reserve of the Orthodox Holy Army of the Holy Light Sect, the leader of the Young Knights. The black one means the shadow of the Holy Light Sect, the Aphotic Blade Reserve, and the leader of the Green Snake Fruit Assassination Group.

Chief, Amun. Gaud. Chief, Aken. Li Lin.

A few years ago, the two who were still children were actually good brothers and good partners who talked about everything.

Although it is said that in the eyes of people in the civilized world, it is just the age of a child. But in reality, both men had countless people's blood on their hands. The reserves of the Holy Light Sect seem inconspicuous, but in fact, all of them who can really become reserves are the archbishops, archarbitrators, and even the pope who are scheduled to become reserves in the future. No one is superfluous.

So in this cutthroat competitive environment, the friendship between the two chiefs seems unusually incredible. There are even those who claim that this generation of reservists is definitely the twins of light and darkness, destined to revitalize the figures of the Holy Light Sect.

But there's a lot of things the big guys don't know.

For example, the guilt that always lingers in the dark side's heart. Another example is the coldness in the heart of the son of God.

"There is no such thing as the Kingdom of Heaven, which actually does not exist, and as a son of God, you should know this very well, right?"

"Ah, that's pretty much it."

The son of God, who is almost perfect in the eyes of ordinary people, is like a different person in front of Akon. He shrugged his shoulders with a sneer, and said mockingly with his neutral face that couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman. The voice is still so gentle and delicate.

If it is an ordinary person, it will naturally think that this is a good embodiment of the son of God. But Akon knew that this was his gift, and that he was born with the ability to convince and worship those around him. As if it were instinct, the talent for leadership was twisted into something like a curse, imprinted on his body with sacred traces. It is also a matter of course to be regarded as the son of a god.

But it is precisely because of too much exposure to light and worship that the heart becomes dark.

"There is no such thing as the kingdom of heaven. Say I'm the son of God? I haven't seen that god even once, and he hasn't even spoken to me. Can such a father be called a god? It's just that I'm lucky. ”

As if because of the distance from those dogmas, Amon's expression became more and more distorted. The face in his memory had never become so clear, and the scene appeared vividly in front of him again. For the distortion of Amuna's face, although he was physically strong at the time, Aken could only shake his head and still refused to accept the system in his brain.

"If you're lucky, can you say that the kingdom of heaven really doesn't exist? So what exactly is the meaning of our lives? ”

"Who knows? Maybe killing everyone we disagree with is what we mean? ”

Amon shrugged his shoulders at the black-robed young man, his face indifferent.

For this statement, Akon can only maintain his own stubborn silence.

The activation of the system requires the complete abandonment of the original education and reinforcement, and the path of exploring the universe under the guidance of the system is renewed. According to the systematic explanation, it is to establish the right path of development. But for Akon at the time, the existence of the system was undoubtedly strange and terrifying. But this kind of sorrow cannot be told to anyone, it can only be buried in the bottom of my heart. And Amon seems to be able to feel this kind of cover-up and sadness of Aken, so the two of them can become good friends who talk about everything.

However, in the face of an almost omnipotent system, the things Amon did behind his back were gradually known to the boy. The existence of the system and the behavior of his friends have blurred his already weak beliefs. And those that gradually revealed, behind the bright face of the Holy Light Sect, made Akon feel even more desperate.

There is no kingdom of heaven, only the kingdom of God. It sounds the same, but it's a completely different concept. These believers are nothing more than puppets to God. And the son of the gods is a lucky person in the true sense.

They will not be blamed by their own gods for doing anything, let alone killed by divine punishment.

Even did something out of the ordinary, without any problems.

“…… So, you killed the righteous Noah? And the sage Yijuer, the sage Saruman, all of them were killed by your own hands, and I am not wrong, right? ”

After being silent for a long time, Akon said sullenly.

Although it is a questioning tone, there is a full affirmation in it.

After all, for Akon, who was also the chief at the time, but belonged to the Lightless Blade, it was really too easy to find those information and loopholes. What's more, there is an almost omnipotent system that maintains his balance, allowing him to easily get all kinds of secret information in other people's surveillance, just a little comparison.

What kind of villain is this son of his gods, a friend full of glory, in fact. And the Holy Light Sect, which has a long history, has decayed to such an extent that even the archbishops have openly started a murder game.

It's a demonic act. However, the Holy Light, which had been tampered with by the first Pope, did not even have the ability to distinguish between the true and the false, so it could only allow this group of human scum to wave the light that originally saved lives and attacked those innocent people. For Akon at that time, the conflict between the truth and the education he received made him really confused. If Amon had even had the slightest hint of persuasion at that time, the situation might not have developed into what it is now.

But unfortunately, the demon in Amun's heart has completely escaped

For the next development, the mage closed his eyes.

"Hahaha? Righteous Noah? Sage? Sage? Don't joke my friend, others don't know, don't we know? It's all self-appointed, it's all their own doing. I killed them? It is better to say that they are looking for their own death. ”

"It's true that they all seem to be human-like and help some people, but so what? I am the son of God, you are a genius who can compete with me, we are twins of light and darkness, this world will be ours sooner or later, what's wrong with us charging a little interest in advance? Those people actually call me hypocritical? How am I being hypocritical? I've never been hypocritical. ”

Even such a rebellious act was a burst of sad voices in Amun's mouth.

As if he was the one who had suffered a great wrong, the face that should have been hideous let the curse of affinity gradually distort into an infectious sad look. Any ordinary person will probably feel a little guilty when they see such a face.

However, Akon is no ordinary person.

He never was.