"It turned out to be ......"

"That's ...... so"

Mostina looked in amazement at the twin siblings in the sky, at the endless red light and the interweaving of sin. The eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

She finally figured it out.

Why did the buried angels and blood angels not appear in the distant war of destruction, and why did they not return to chaos and die with all the fallen angels. Why do they want to return here consciously or unconsciously after 10,000 years. With a broken blood, a fragile and immature body.

All for today, for now!

You must know that the angels are born from negative emotions, and their origin is incorporeal, not so much that they are natural beings, but rather the embodiment of emotions and sins. It is a miracle of mystical fate. So they have to bear the pain from birth and pay the price for their sins.

There are two ways to change all this.

The first is to find a race as strong and strong-willed as Crodil to bear the sin on its behalf, as in ancient times, so as to establish an 'extracorporeal' cycle of sin and draw strength from it. The advantage of this method is that it is convenient and effective, and it is very beneficial to the Fallen Angels, but the disadvantage is that it is difficult to find a 'replacement' race, and once the race is destroyed, the Fallen Angels will return to suffering.

The second is different, its basic idea is that the fallen angels themselves bear the sins and create a cycle. The advantage is that the fallen angel is independent and no longer relies on external forces, and the disadvantage is ...... It's almost impossible.

The reason is that the Fallen Angels have an innate defect, and this defect is the illusory transformation of the origin! How can an illusory source, no matter how many elements of life it have, be the basis for bearing sins? Unreal, itself is outside the rules of the universe......

Therefore, it is up to Mostina to unite the herd and use all the Fallen Angel's psionic powers and the wild brood left behind by Claudir to build a new life. From now on, let the fallen angels get rid of the illusion! It's a good idea, but it's too costly. It's so heavy that even the Fallen Angels themselves can't accept it. So even if Mostina was ready to sacrifice, the clan wouldn't agree.

But what did she see now?

A new option.

A way to create a cycle without modifying a race, a sacrifice that was decided 10,000 years ago.

Self-redemption.

The Blood Angel and the Burial Angel, the two most special and important existences of the Nine Heavens, did not return to fight and die 10,000 years ago, not because of their cowardice and fear of war, but because they decided to pay.

They sacrifice the uniqueness of the fallen angel to enter the real universe and use the method of reincarnation to become a real life, just to prepare for the sin. When they gradually wake up. The ancient bloodline will prompt them to return here consciously or unconsciously, and perform ancient duties.

Rebuild the Nine Heavens and rebuild the cycle!

What a difficult path it is? What a great sacrifice?

Mostina didn't know how many difficulties the twin siblings had suffered in the past 10,000 years, but she didn't have to think about it to know that Lu Dao was much more difficult than her. There are too many things involved in reincarnating from an illusory creature to a real being, and retaining the most basic bloodline continuity, including the interference of fate, the cycle of cause and effect, and the rules of the universe. The shackles of reality. Coupled with the ambiguity of time, there is a single possibility that it will be realized.

But such a negligible possibility made the two most important fallen angels make a decision and make it happen.

Until. Today......

Here they stood, back to the Nine Heavens that had given birth to her and raised her, to this nothingness of misery and sin, to the song of all the fallen angels. Back to the throne!!

At this moment, Mostina suddenly felt so small, so ugly.

Compared to these two fallen angels, what are you worth?

"I see."

I looked at the twin siblings in the sky for a while. Mostyna suddenly lowered her head and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Now, it's time for me to leave, the Fallen Angels no longer need me, and this void has no place for me."

"I should bless them."

"You're wrong...... Robbie's voice sounded again, full of warmth and tolerance. Do you think the tribe has abandoned you, so that's why you're disheartened? ”

"But you have to know that giving and sacrifice are the most precious qualities of life. No matter what you do wrong, when you are worthy of your heart, you have already gained the respect of the community. ”

"Look at them...... Robbie's voice as the twin siblings spread their wings, absorbing sin and evil thoughts like black holes. but it is becoming more and more holy.

"Their today is also based on sacrifice and dedication. For this moment, they threw themselves into reincarnation, constantly reincarnated and died, and they were surrounded by evil thoughts, becoming cursed twins that everyone hated. They are ostracized by fate, and their lives are full of malice and torture. Every day of their lives is a struggle and a pain. But they still persevered, and not only that, but they also maintained a pure heart. ”

"That's why they've come to where they are today and come back here."

"The call of the blood is only a factor, but more importantly, the heart...... Child. ”

Robbie said softly, and unconsciously, the body tied to the stone tablet also emitted a faint white light. The chains that bound him fell off, and he gradually woke up, opening his deep eyes.

The Bible, slowly closing in front of him, returned to his body. But the heavenly singing was clearer and louder......

It wasn't him singing, it was the hearts of all the fallen angels singing.

They have waited too long and suffered too much for this day.

They look to redemption in their torments and hope for hope. Not to be a flesh-and-blood monster, but to wait for tomorrow.

Waiting...... The return of the king.

Praise be to you, great king.

Praise be to you, noble King.

You hold the authority of the Nine Heavens, the supreme of blood and punishment. You are our dependence and salvation.

On your wings, every scar is a witness of time, a medal of suffering. Your sacrifice for the people is our honor. Ten thousand years of waiting, we look up in the darkness to your return, and today, regain the crown. Glory again!

In the midst of the song, countless fallen angels broke free from their chains and rose to the sky. They flew merrily around the twin siblings, laughing happily. Mostina, on the other hand, rotted and melted faster, and her consciousness began to blur, a precursor to imminent disappearance. At the last moment, she raised her head, her gaze fell on the huge shadow of the sky, and asked with the corners of her mouth twitching.

"So, what is it going to do?"

"We'll take care of it. Child. Robbie smiled and pressed a white palm to Mostina's forehead, not caring about her ugliness or dirtiness.

"Today's you, today's us, are not alone."

"Whether it's disaster or pain, hardship and suffering, we will face it together. Because ......"

"We are partners."

In the light, Mostina slowly closed her eyes, serene and quiet.

No more loneliness......

That's nice. (To be continued......)