Heavy rain on Sundays, which is the most suitable for Angela, who believes in Catholicism, to go to church. It is often said that the rain is like God crying, and her heart is like the city covered by this heavy rain, lost and full of cold, even in this autumn season, the residual temperature of summer is still warm.

As she told the priest yesterday, many policemen have not fired a shot in 20 years, but she can always take the lives of these criminals, putting aside the crimes committed, her heart is contradictory, on the one hand, the law exonerates herself for the crime of murder, all actions are reasonable, the name is just, and the other side is that she cannot watch a life pass in her hands without feeling.

If this continues, Angela can't imagine what kind of monster she will become, and this crime of disregard for life is more evil than murder.

Not everyone in this world is like Feng Dust and Dante, fighting and killing at every turn, ordinary people have ordinary people's lives, and they also have ordinary troubles and contradictions.

Outside, holding an umbrella, Angela walked towards the Catholic church she knew best, at the end of First Avenue, where Father David was a kind-eyed and benevolent priest who would listen to her own contradictory and self-reproachful stories in the Lord's place.

Feng Chen sat in the car and chatted with Charlie endlessly, Dante was silent on the side, the car stopped in a Catholic church of a Gothic building, Dante took the lead to get out of the car, the heavy rain fell on his coat and made pieces of broken rain, he turned around and said: "Charlie, wait for me here." With that, his figure was blurred by the rain through the glass, and then disappeared into the church door.

"Mr. Sealed Dust? Aren't you going? Charlie turned his head and saw that Feng Chen was still sitting in the back, his face was calm, he didn't find anything Ni Duan asked casually.

"Go? Why don't you go, I smell the smell of old friends, it's unimaginable......" The corners of Feng Chen's mouth hooked up a kind smile, and after he got out of the car, he also turned around and said: "Charlie, wait for Dante here, don't go in." ”

Charlie saw through the car window that Feng Chen's figure was blurred in the rain, and he was very helpless, and said to himself: "Mr. Feng Chen and Mr. Dante have been in contact for a long time, and they have become like this, mysterious and secretive. ”

"Angel ......" Feng Chen stepped on the stone steps at the entrance of the church, he stood here for a few seconds, a hundred years of madness flashed in front of his eyes, he will never forget that day.

Rainy day, capital, an angel and a humble human.

The angel had his wings cut off in order to protect himself, his body was shattered, and even the holy sword was broken in half, and the only remaining eyes looked at him tenderly.

"...... The Name of Light......"

Helpless cries, humble struggles, helpless despair, and the unforgettable and heart-rending madness of slicing open the chest and ripping out the heart.

Believing in the light, in the name of the light, abiding by the supreme moral code, never transgressing, even at the last second of life, to implement one's own light, this is Cyra.

has been in exile for many years, full of pain, with black light as the strongest combat force, bringing bloody wind and rain, and looking up to the light in the darkness of the humble guy, this is the dust.

If devotion is the ultimate light of Nacilla, then darkness is the merciless judgment that seals the dust.

Feng Chen took a deep breath of cold, moist air, his hand on the door trembling until he no longer trembled, and the other hand rubbed his stiff, bloodthirsty face, and then pushed the door in.

It's warm, it's a beautiful and gorgeous church, it's not like other churches full of benches, it's a row of bookcases, the air is filled with a smell of books and a faint fragrance, the straight aisles are covered with soft red carpets, and at the end there is a fireplace with burning wood and charcoal fires to give a touch of warmth, and the gorgeous chandeliers hanging overhead illuminate the whole church vestibule in warm tones.

On the right side of the fireplace, there were four gray couches, and there were no people in sight due to the row of bookshelves, but there was a conversation coming from there.

"I know what you want, kid." At this time, a gentle female voice, full of calm and wisdom, and with a hint of pity.

"Your omniscient eyes only stare at me? Gabriel? The voice was all too familiar, Constance Dante's voice.

"Thanks for the compliment."

Then there were a few seconds of silence, and Gabriel's voice rang out again.

"I can tell you a story about how the shepherd led his most disobedient flock, but unfortunately the listener was as insincere as the flock."

"Recently, I've seen some hellish anomalous behavior, maybe you should give me some more time, I can help you guys." After Dante finished speaking, there was a violent coughing sound, and it seemed that advanced lung cancer was tormenting this pale man all the time.

Then there was a chuckle from a female voice.

"Dante, are you still accumulating virtue for going to heaven?"

"Don't you see how many hellish crumbs I dare to walk?" Dante's cold voice came, "With this alone, I am enough to go to heaven." ”

"I've told you many times that you can't go to heaven like this."

"Why?!" Dante's voice was mixed with a hint of anger, and his voice intensified, "Why? Because I haven't done enough for him?! What more could he want?! ”

"It's simple, faith, dedication." Feng Chen stood motionless at the door, and the whispered words that came out of his mouth were exactly the same as the female voice answered in the next second.

"I've been cursed since birth! Gabriel, what you said was that I did not see it, I was never asked to do it! Who am I driving out demons for?! ”

"It's all for yourself, for a better place to go to heaven."

"Bang!" There was a sound of books falling to the ground, and there was a silence in the air, followed by Dante's calm whispers mixed with anger.

"You don't know anything about us, you deserve to go to hell!"

Immediately afterward, the air fell silent again, and Dusty heard Dante's voice coming from front with a hint of loss and frustration.

"Why me, Gabriel...... Is it because there are too few churches? Or is it because I never pray? Or are you reluctant to put money in the donation box? ”

"The reason why you are the way you are is because you have smoked thirty cigarettes a day since you were fifteen years old, and the reason why you go to hell is because you have failed, and your life has failed."

At this time, a man walked out of the aisle, Dante saw Feng Chen standing there, he lowered his head slightly and passed by Feng Chen, there was no word, Feng Chen did not speak, it could be seen that Dante had no desire to speak now, and then he opened the door and walked out.

Only then did Feng Chen raise his steps and walk forward.

"Your coat." At this time, a young man came from the front, he looked delicate, his complexion was fair, and a pair of eyes looked at Feng Chen, but in the depths of those eyes, Feng Chen saw a trace of arrogance.

"Coats? Why take off your coat? Feng Chen fixed his body and stared at the young man, who had a pair of gray wings spread out behind his back.

The angels of this world are not full of light like Cyra, and the angel wings of this world are gray with white feathers sandwiched between them.

"For the sake of respect." The angel smiled haughtily, he was an angel and the other party was only human.

It is indeed a courtesy for the owner to enter the house and take off his coat, and he knows it, but this is not the reason that the angel in front of him uses to misinterpret, if it is something else, Feng Chen will take off his coat, but here, he is still an angel, not to mention anything else, it is very face-saving if he does not kill him directly.

Liturgy is also for people, not angels.

"Forgive my ignorance, but I have to tell you that you are not qualified enough to take my coat." Feng Chen said calmly, staring at the angel in front of him.

"Let him come, Hiro." At this time, Gabriel's voice came from the front, Hiro glanced at Feng Chen, turned his head and prepared to leave, at this time, Feng Chen pressed his shoulder, showed a kind smile and said:

"Following the ancient etiquette, the waiter asks the guest, and the guest performs the courtesy of the waiter after refusing."

"So, you're going to say, 'Sorry, that was rude.'"

Hiro was suddenly a little irritable, he stared at Feng Chen, Feng Chen also looked at him, outsiders saw this man in a brown coat as if he was here to stir up trouble, others greeted you with a smile, but you have to inch in, this is undoubtedly not a polite guy.

Therefore, Feng Dust is here to stir up trouble, if it weren't for whether Dante could let Lucifer come smoothly according to the plot, he would have demolished this church directly when he stood outside!

"Apologize to you on behalf of my squire, another demon hunter, please come here." Gabriel's figure came from behind with a voice, Feng Chen smiled kindly at Hiro, he didn't look at Hiro, and smiled kindly at Gabriel:

"I came this time with only one request."

Gabriel was wearing a black striped lady's suit, her hair was dry yellow, she looked ordinary, but her dark blue eyes were full of depth and wisdom, extremely smart, with a trace of the ethereal feeling of not eating the fireworks of the world, she looked at Feng Chen softly and said, "Demon Hunter, explain your intention." ”

The corners of Feng Chen's mouth hooked up a sneer, and said, "How to go to heaven?" ”

He also heard the conversation with Dante before, and he had to say that there was nothing wrong with what Gabriel said, and that selfish people cannot go to heaven, but this could not be a reason, and it was clear in one sentence that Gabriel's words were better than they were sung.

Who wouldn't say the truth?! Who doesn't have a mouth?! The reason why the lost lamb is lost is all the fault of the lamb, and the girl who was stabbed to death blames herself for not standing in front of her friends, and has nothing to do with the murderer, and heaven never cares whether his believers are suffering or not! They just want the result!!

Faith! Devoted!! The ticket that I bought in exchange for a lifetime trembled when I chose heaven! And then be mercilessly thrown into hell! That's why Lucifer continued to create Hell after he rebelled from Heaven! Heaven and hell are equal!!

It is true that some people do want to go to hell, but heaven is not satisfied! They think that forgiveness for human beings is too low!! Cyra's fall made him see all this clearly, heaven does have goodness, but there are many kinds of kindness, hypocritical kindness, deceitful kindness, righteous kindness, on the one hand, they want to believe, dedication, Feng Dust wants to ask, Dante exorcises demons, even if it is selfish, but the life saved is real! Just like the girl she saved that day! What if this naked salvation can't be used as a pass to heaven? So what is heaven?

Must be dedicated? The rich give their wealth, the poor lay down their lives, this is heaven?

Of course, you can't overturn a boatload of people with one shot, Feng Dust is crazy, and it is also rational, there is a wrong, and there is a debtor, but if the angel Gabriel in front of him today does not have a satisfactory answer, Feng Chen will tell her what hell is, but he feels that he may be disappointed, and Gabriel in front of him smiled and said a word to himself.

"Your heart has told me that you have no faith."

Feng Chen didn't speak directly, he walked past Gabriel, sat firmly on the sofa, put his feet on the wooden table in front of the sofa, smiled with arrogance, but his eyes flashed a trace of calm and profundity, and responded:

"You? Talk to me about faith? ”

"Then let's talk about it today."