The strength of an angel is determined in a much simpler way than that of an adventurer, and that is to look at the number of wings. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The primary angel, a pair of winged Fiy, was used to the title.

In fact, she has experienced another stage in her life, which is called the apprentice angel, which refers to a child whose wings are not fully opened.

I remember when she was 50 years old, when she was just an adult, her parents told her that the child next door had completely spread its wings. That year, the child next door was in his twenties.

She still remembers her parents' expressions at that time. Disappointment, anger, regret, maybe both. But what made her very relieved was that there was no disgust in the relationship.

As a result, she also hated herself more and more. Why did you want me to be born?

As she got older, she still didn't get to formal school like other children. The formal school admission requirements are actually very simple, as long as the strength reaches the junior angel.

And she still can only go to the preparatory school once a week, and she doesn't know what the point of going there is.

Then she didn't go. She set herself a goal to enter a formal academy before she was 100 years old. Historically...... There seem to be a few angels who are 100 years old......

The reason why this incident was recorded may be because it is too wasteful. It's a bit of a shame, but she really wants to be this kind of waste.

The reason why she knows so much about history is that she has loved to learn since she was a child. When he was young, he was repeatedly praised by his elders or prep school teachers for being smarter than children of the same age.

At the same time, she has not neglected any moment of training.

She was training when her peers began to fall in love leisurely, she didn't go because of training when her friends called her, and she read books every day before going to bed so that she wouldn't fall in the face of disappointment again and again.

She thinks she's working hard.

If hard work is useful, then what does a genius do? She likes this sentence of human beings, very intimate. And also...... She would like to add:

If the genius is as hard as the waste, then give up, because you will never be able to catch his back. And he, he doesn't even bother to laugh at you. Take that disgusting mercy.

Before she knew it, she was getting closer and closer to the age of 100, and she got up and trained as usual. On this day, the gospel bird was a little unusually croaking, which made her feel a little annoyed.

The gospel bird doesn't necessarily come with good things, she knew about it from a long time ago. At lunch on this day, the child from the next door came to her house for the first time. The scarred warriors retreated from the battlefield.

That's right, the child of the next door has graduated from school and joined the army as a senior angel. Fay never wanted to remember it.

The word "genius" was too harsh for her.

"What are you doing here?" was her first sentence. And the child next door slowly handed over a message with her very annoying and pitying eyes.

Her parents were killed on the battlefield, and their bodies were never found.

She couldn't remember what the child next door said or when he left. She only remembers that day when she didn't train for the first time, and it was also the first time she was exposed to alcohol.

Alcohol from humans was previously banned by Parliament, but after the war began, countless taverns sprang up. One of the reasons is to give people like her a home.

A lot should have happened in those hours, but she didn't remember. The only thing she knew was the strange look in her eyes when she entered the tavern, and she smiled and spat at those eyes.

Maybe the angel is not good at blood, or maybe he is afraid that he will be infected by hitting her. She left the tavern safely anyway.

On this day, the gospel bird seemed to be haunted by her, and it still kept barking in her ear, making her want to kill herself.

"Get out of here!" she roared. But the birds chirped more diligently, and she could only start to run away, unable to fly.

There is no night in the heavens, but there is eternal day. Under this golden sky, only those abandoned places can find a trace of darkness.

The same darkness as inside her.

She looked at the black void hole that had been torn open in front of her, and knew that if she jumped in, she would be able to reach the netherworld. It is also because of this black hole that this forbidden place has become pitch black, and the cold breath wants to assimilate her.

Countless gospel birds chirped outside the forbidden land, and she came to the black hole and stretched out her hand to find her parents...... Suddenly, she saw a glimmer of golden light behind the black hole.

Drunkenness and curiosity were good matches, prompting her to walk around the black hole towards the golden light. She saw a golden sword.

The slender and slender blade of the sword, with its ancient patterns carved into it, is decorated with white feathers on the hilt, and the jewel in the middle is even more eye-catching. She felt the feeling of love at first sight.

The gospel bird outside the forbidden land screamed even more wildly, completely different from the usual fear of life, as if tearing her throat wanted her to pull out the sword.

But she knew that it was just her own psychological delusion, and that dying was just that today's gospel bird was crazy.

She hears the news of the defeat in the tavern, and the council decides to bow down to an enemy unknown to the populace. Perhaps because of this, the gospel birds, who are the oldest inhabitants of the heavenly realm, are so abnormal.

They are reprimanding the angels for their incompetence with their cries.

Don't yell at me, I can't help much. She wanted to say that, as she came to her senses.

Without hesitation, she reached out and grabbed the sword, then tried to pull it out...... The sword was still stuck in the stele.

"Ahh But she punched and punched as if she didn't feel any pain at all...... The long sword is still elegantly bloodless, and the stone tablet below is very face-saving and dyed gold.

She covered her face with her bloodied hands, she didn't know why she had this golden blood, it was obviously not a good match for her.

Bleeding so much, she fell to the ground, feeling the wings behind her that had not yet spread to turn black, and her consciousness began to sink into the abyss.

The reason why this place is called a forbidden place is not only because of the entrance to the netherworld, but mainly because of the nickname.

Execution.

Legend has it that a twelve-winged angel fell in love with a demon, and the council sent four legions to hunt her down to another world. At the moment of the lover's death, the Twelve-Winged Angel swore an oath of eternal enmity against the celestial realm, and then fell into the abyss behind him.

After a long time, a terrifying fallen angel led an army to attack the Celestial Realm. In the end, the war ended in a crushing victory for the Celestial Realm.

The powerful fallen angels destroyed half of the territory of the Celestial Realm, and also made the Celestial Realm appear dark for the first time at that time. In the end, when she was publicly executed, she actually summoned the Nether Passage, and then jumped into the hole with a sneer.

Act recklessly.

Even if she is corrupted by the darkness, she will not be as strong as her. Fiy is well aware of this.

Her consciousness was getting more and more blurred, and her golden pupils were being dyed black, as if they were about to merge with the darkness......

Suddenly, her eyes widened, and the frantic cry of the gospel bird woke her up. Even if she was a waste, she couldn't put such a disgusting stain on her heroic parents.

She stood up, her wings glowing to dispel the darkness, and her feathers became more shiny...... Then, the wings open slightly.

At the moment when it was fully opened, several feathers flew out, and she reached out in disbelief to grab the feathers. Feel the real warmth.

Although I came late, I am still grateful to myself for working hard. Tears ran down her cheeks, and she reached out again to grab the sword......

Another crisp bird's call, this time from the sword.

"You will call it the Gospel Sword from now on. That's what Fiy said.

After becoming a junior angel, she successfully entered the academy, but the days did not become exciting, except for training and training, monotonous every day.

She is still a wonder in the eyes of others.

Later one day, the council issued a proclamation and the search for a weapon was overwhelming. Listen to the description a lot like her gospel sword.

Except that the blade of the sword is black instead of gold.

She was a little alarmed. Luckily, she never had friends at school, and she didn't show off her gospel sword, so she wasn't discovered.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the students who are much younger than her at the same time have all reached the intermediate angel level. And she was still standing still, making no progress.

She couldn't face those eyes and words with all her heart, but thankfully she had the gospel with her. This is one of the few favors that God has given her.

She knew that she was a little inferior and a little cowardly, but she didn't know how to change. The world was like a swamp, and she sank deeper and deeper, and looking around, she couldn't find a way to escape in the darkness.

She was abandoned by the school, which was not a surprise. There is no place to raise a lazy waste.

Hundreds of years of no progress is actually considered benevolent enough.

Until the end, she didn't say how hard she worked, because she knew early on that this was a world that only looked at results.

Only incompetent guys will talk about how hard they work all the time, for fear that others will not know. -- From humans.

Later, she joined the army and went to the logistics department to do chores, repeating every day. She still only has the gospel and no friends.

The overall strength of the angels is getting worse day by day. Until one day, their logistics (cannon fodder) department received an order to go to the battlefield.

They don't need to know why they're at war with these planes, and they don't need to ask too many questions. Just raise your weapon and engage in a fight that is inherently unpleasant.

Angels hate the smell of battle and blood, and neither does Fay, but she doesn't have a choice.

The days that followed were not so boring, but exciting, hovering between life and death every moment. Whenever she was sleepy, she would wake up because of the pain of the wound.

The war allowed Fay to find an object weaker than himself. At the beginning of wreaking havoc on these weak guys, she would get some perverted pleasure, she knew it was wrong, but she couldn't stop.

And it didn't take long for her to get tired of it, and she finally saw everything clearly, covered in scars. She had escaped from the quagmire called the Celestial Realm, but the worthless war in front of her was just another quagmire.

Slowly, whether it was the strong Divine Angel Lord or the intermediate or senior (junior soldiers generally do not join the army) like her, there were fewer and fewer people. The celestial realm is becoming more and more chaotic, and the angels no longer miss their homeland.

At this time, Fiy, who returned to this golden sky, received a new order to go to a new plane to carry out the slaughter.

She didn't talk nonsense, and the next day she came to that door, put on a military uniform and teleported without hesitation......

This is a hybrid war, with the brave and skilled human warriors on the continent on one side, and the invader army composed of demonic beasts, demons, wurms and other miscellaneous cannon fodder on the other.

Fay was the only angel among them, and the junior angels were actually dangerous to these powerful humans, and generally shouldn't have sent her alone.

But she understood that there was no order in the heavenly realm, and she should have been abandoned a long time ago.

Waste that wastes resources.

Abandoned by school, abandoned by hometown...... But even so, she did not give up on living! For the first time, the gospel was in her hands, and the lives of those who stood in her way were harvested.

She didn't kill anyone except she had to, she was tired of it, she had enough! she was going to find another life.

The humans on the continent of Zese are very strong, hundreds or even a thousand years ahead? She can't remember, it's been a long time anyway. During this time, war was raging, and she also lived a secluded life.

After the fighting subsided, she re-entered the WTO, only to learn that the door to return had disappeared, and many of the cannon fodder of the original invasion had chosen to settle on the mainland.

At this time, the people on the mainland are also becoming weaker and weaker. There can be no more threats to her.

Life was not very interesting in the future, and she felt that human beings were just like that when the novelty passed, but the group of adventurers who suddenly entered still shocked her a lot.

A few idle and panicked cannon fodder were put together, and they went to hunt adventurers with great interest, and the process was much easier than they thought.

It was also because this battle gave Fay the illusion that the adventurer was not as powerful as the celestial realm said, so she dared to take the initiative to tease Wood and them later.

It turns out that the adventure group was also the same cannon fodder as her. Waste and waste fight each other, only to learn that this is just a battle of frogs at the bottom of the well.

Hearing this, Wood lit a cigarette for himself and looked at the starry sky and still didn't speak.

A somewhat thirsty Fay took a sip of water, glanced at Wood lying next to Sheng, and looked at the starry sky without speaking.

"Why didn't you say it?"

"That's all it takes, that's my story. ”

Wood got up from the grass, then looked at his thin back and said, "You won't tell me this for no reason. ”

Fiy turned his head suddenly, barely squeezing out a smile. "Men who are too smart can also be annoying to women. ”

"You can say things like that, you really look like a human being. Wood continued to smoke. "Do you hate the smell of smoke?"

"Not annoying. ”

"Do you hate me so much?" Wood looked into Fay's eyes earnestly.

"Nasty. Fay hesitated but gave an answer. "You ruined my wings. ”

"yes, I don't hate you that much. ”

"I was touched by my story? And...... I hate that look. ”

"Do you see any pity or pity in my eyes for stray cats?"

"Nope. Fay shook his head.

"Yes. Although your life is not very good, at least you still have the ability to care for your parents and be able to live, not to mention the long life that ordinary humans dream of. ”

After a pause, Wood extinguished his cigarette and continued: "Don't tell me how bad a long life is, it sounds like a show-off, and to ordinary people it sounds like you're a fool. ”

Fiy bared her white teeth and smiled generously and beautifully. She felt that the man had a point.

"It's a lot more miserable than your life, even my twenty years...... No, I've seen a lot of it in just a few years after I lost my memory. Wood hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Take in quite a few too." ”

"What?" said Fiy, who had not heard clearly because of the night breeze just now.

"Nothing. "Wood doesn't think it's good to repeat his good deeds twice. "Just tell me what happened to Wald. ”

"You're a man who is sharper than a woman. Fiy smiled helplessly and sighed as she took a key from her sleeve and threw it into Wood's hand.

"The Relic of Gods Key?" Wood asked, confused.

"How do you know?" said Fiy, opening her mouth, looking a little surprised.

Wood pointed to the words engraved on the key, and he knew that the angels could not read their words. "What are the ruins?"

"The remnants of the gods who created this continent. Fay began to answer earnestly. "It is said that the first two humans in this world came out of it. ”

"Myths? We don't believe in that for a long time. ”

"I don't believe either, I've been an angel all my life and I've never seen God. Fay also learned Wood's jokes. "But this ruin does exist, I have seen it, and I have felt the great power in it. ”

Wood nodded, motioning for Fay to continue.

"We've tried countless ways to get into the ruins, but we can't hurt the door in the slightest. Fay said this, and his eyes were very serious. "But we know someone must have been in!"

Fay looked at Wood's puzzled face, and didn't sell it. "Is Mutek's banner a staff crossed with a sword and a skull in the middle?"

"Yes. Wood replied without hesitation.

"That's right, we stayed in front of the ruins for a long time, using all the methods to finally get the medal under the crack in the door. The medal of the Mutek Adventure Regiment!"

"What did Mutek get out of it?"

"I don't know. That's what you should ask. ”

Wood was lost in thought, looking at the key in his hand. He felt like there was definitely something in that ruin!

"Go?" Fay leaned over unconsciously.

Wood accidentally saw ...... when he looked up With an empty chest, he quickly put away his regrets and said, "Tell me the details, and why you want to go to the ruins." ”

Fiy didn't notice Wood's thoughts, and first repeated what Wald had told her, including the goalkeeper.

"How's the strength?" Wood asked, frowning.

"It's very strong, it should be the strongest now except for that phoenix. "Fay was absolutely open to Wood. "As for why I want to go to the ruins...... Just to gain power and become stronger. ”

Wood suddenly looked up and opened his mouth without asking why Fay wanted to be stronger.

"Let's go to bed first, I'll discuss it at breakfast tomorrow." Wood said, putting away the key.

"Hmm. Fay got up and walked to his tent. Except for the first night, she can finally spend the night alone after gaining a little trust.

"Wait a minute......" Wood said suddenly, looking at his back.

Fiy looked back, confused.

"That ......" Wood said in a slur manner, completely different from usual.

"What's the matter......" Fiy was also a little overwhelmed.

"That...... Does it still hurt? The wound from the plucked wing. With that, Wood breathed a sigh of relief.

Fay was slightly stunned, she had never felt care other than her parents and the gospel, even if the pain was caused by someone who cared.

"It's okay......" she didn't know how to answer, "the wound hasn't worsened, and it should be able to grow back in a few years." ”

She tilted her head, not daring to look at Wood.

Wood nodded, then got up and walked in the other direction.

"Good night. He didn't look back.

"Well, good night. "Fay is also starting again.

The night breeze blows slowly, but it feels a little warm......