The door slowly opened, and what greeted me was not only the scenery of the old days of the main lounge, but also the dazzling blasphemous light, and in the light, there was an indescribable existence—"it".

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You can't stop me, you can't stop the new world from coming...... Traitor.

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"It" whispered to me, every word it spat out resounding through the room. Through the reflection of Paradise Lost's blasphemous light, I could barely see what it looked like: a body resembling an imfully developed human embryo, a pair of blood-red eyes set on it, five pairs of angelic wings followed by an unconcealable disgust, a golden collar engraved with "666" on its neck, and a golden crown of thorns hanging above its head. This is its true form, the Son of Blasphemy, the White Night.

"I ...... I won't give in. I said, not so loudly, but very firmly. The other containment team colleagues in the room were firing at him and the two guard apostles with long guns and short cannons, but every rocket or bullet or crossbow bolt fired was invariably drowned in the blurred light, as if a stone had sunk into the sea, without a single sound.

I could tell from the desperate looks in the eyes of my colleagues that they had repeated the attack for a long time, but still had not been able to destroy the monster, their sanity roaming on the edge of panic and death instincts.

And at this moment, my task seems to be very obvious, I have to stop this, I have to defeat "it".

Camille and Parker followed, and they had unprecedented anticipation and desperate hope for me. It strengthened my resolve.

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Amusing!

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The blasphemous light suddenly intensified violently like a volcanic eruption, and the powerful energy once again caused me to spurt out a large mouthful of blood, and my colleagues fell to the ground in even more pain, and the apostles of the guards on both sides were wielding blood sickles engraved with "666", and were approaching them step by step.

"Cover!" The experienced Marx was extremely calm and shouted, and the still active containment team staff immediately raised their guns and launched a saturation attack on the guard apostles. But conventional rifles are only used for jamming, and rocket artillery fire is not enough to buy enough time. The two cunning apostles immediately recognized their weakness, and one after the other, one attracting the heaviest fire, the other quickly slamming into the staff who were dying of their breath from the severe blue damage. "Stop them! Concentrated salvo of rocket artillery! Loki scrambled to devise a tactical strategy as he picked up the peeling skin and fired rockets at the scythe-wielding apostles of the wounded employees.

"Bang!" In an instant, the high-speed flying rocket was cut in two by another guard apostle, and the aftermath of the explosion could not even spark a spark on its armor. Under Loki's command, the rifle and crossbow staff gradually formed a joint force, and countless bullets rained down on the Guardian Apostle, making a clanging sound.

"Heavy firepower is still not enough!" Camille roared with a slight cry, "Yui is still there, we can't stop them!" ”

"Taste this!" Suddenly there was a roar of rage - Velasquith, who had regained some strength, rushed forward, grabbed Ai Mu hatefully, aimed at the two apostles, and spilled the pink liquid in the container in one go.

This worked, and although the large amount of viscous pink liquid did not effectively corrode the flesh and armor of the Guardian Apostle, the liquid that kept clinging to the Apostle slowed the monster's movement like a dogskin plaster. In this rare opportunity, the supervisor also urgently set up healing bombs for those seriously injured employees, and they quickly resumed their operations again and quickly gathered together.

But the Apostles of the Guard were not easy to deceive, and they quickly adjusted their tactics again, rushing towards the crowd at great speed, breaking up the newly assembled formation in an instant, wielding scythes that could cause even the aftermath of their power to inflict an extremely terrible scar on nearby employees. The scattered staff had been cornered, and at this moment, the increasingly approaching Apostle of the Guard announced the impending death as if it were a grim reaper.

The war is urgent, and it can't be delayed any longer!

"Ding!" I took a deep breath, slammed Paradise Lost into the ground, and prayed to it, this time, with great earnestness, but also peace, a peace that belongs only to the time before death comes.

But unlike usual, my prayers were not answered immediately, and my spirit seemed to break away from its shell in an instant, and entered a miracle full of light and infinite divine.

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Shameful traitor! If you refuse to welcome miracles, why should you prevent others from looking at the miracles? What are you guilty of?!

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Through the dim curtain of light, I glimpsed the true face of the White Night, beneath the glossy white shell—black, sinful, self-moved primordial evil, the depressions of the bodies dripping with the blood of the victims, eleven poor souls imprisoned in the crown of thorns of infinite darkness above their heads, groaning all the time.

Hypocritical and unspeakable, I decided to ignore its angry whispers, and to go on and on, until I saw the only view in the infinite light—a gate of indescribable color and outline, but I was sure that it was closed, and that I must open it.

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Paradise does not welcome the apostasy, the one who inflicts pain on others, traitor!

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This time, I could no longer ignore the warning, as if I still clung to Paradise Lost in my hand, and in the misty light, only the blood-colored apple was stained with strange elements, and the apple became more and more excited as I got closer to the gate, and when I touched the gate, the apple almost dyed the infinite light around me the same blood-red.

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Do you understand? Traitor, you will let the kingdom of heaven fall, and the world will be reduced to a sea of silence and misery.

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"If I stop here, everybody will die."

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They have been redeemed, and I will forgive their sins.

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"You're just a goddamn anomaly! It's a monster that kills! You can't save anyone! ”

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I am death, I am life. I am darkness, and I am light.

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I stopped negotiating. Death is not salvation, Camille, Hanna, Yue, Parker, I can't let them be in a different place, I firmly believe it. And in the midst of the chaos, I lifted up Paradise Lost and knocked on the gates of Paradise.

In an instant, the eyes were swallowed up by deep darkness and terrible blood, as if they were in the most terrifying of the endless abyss of Tartarus, and countless "angels" with blasphemous faces flew out of the gate, dancing in the gloomy space, singing the ancient psalm:

"The gates of Paradise slowly opened at my knock.

I came from the end, and I don't have any nostalgia, I just stop here.

I am the one who lights the lamp of hope and faces the world.

From now on, my beloved, I will show you the most wonderful and brilliant path. ”

At the moment, it seems that everything stated by "it" is cruel truth. But I know that this is only the first part of the hymn, and that I will not be fooled any more, and in the angry warnings of "it" and the crushing chant of "angels", I slowly sing the second half of the original malice that has been hidden in the endless years:

"You don't have to worry, I've heard your slightly frightened prayers.

Now, don't you realize that pain is such a small thing?

You need to prove to me that you are superior.

You should trust me and give your life to me. Then, naturally, I will show you what power is. ”

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Nonsense!

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"It" was truly angry, a fury of renegade like never before, it spread its scarlet wings, and the white light of hypocrisy severed through the entire space, like a wriggling abscess on a wound. Under its shadow, eleven hideous-looking, heavily armed apostles appeared in front of them in a burst of intense light.

“““

You don't stand a chance of winning, traitor!

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Speechless, I raised the Paradise Lost in my hand, and in this grotesque space, I strode forward and calmly faced the battle.

In this vast space, the power of the Apostle is infinitely enhanced, the armor of the Scythe Apostle is invulnerable, the speed of the Spear Apostle is no longer able to capture, the spells of the Scepter Apostle obscure the sky and the sun, and the strongest of them - they have almost lost their form and completely integrated into the light, they can be in any area, any time and space, wielding the blood-colored giant scythe that receives the blessing of heresy, and launch an attack with infinite power.

"The gates of Paradise are open to me......," I chanted, in a desperate struggle. With the apple in my hand, I leapt high and rushed straight into the white night that seemed to never be reached, and before I was struck down by the Apostle of the Spear, whose spear pierced my chest, and the Apostle of the Guard wielded his scythe and cut off my body, the beam of the Apostle of the Scepter melted my stump, leaving only the apple.

My disappearance brought no joy or joy, but silence, deathly, silent silence: the apostles were silent almost at the same time, and the white night seemed to have ceased to think.

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Useless...... This is the forbidden fruit of Paradise, and I cannot be defeated by my own power in front of my own Paradise......

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- My son, what do you say? ——

Suddenly, there was a whisper that resounded through the space, and the apple burst out with an incomparably brilliant light, instantly dispelling the invincible White Night and its apostles.

When it all happened, I wasn't amazed. Soon, under the indescribable force, I regained my body, and in a surge of energy, as if gently led by a hand, I passed through the gate and came to the ancient paradise.

In Paradise, I saw everything that was familiar—the four-legged serpent, but not blood-colored, but beautiful scales of various colors; Vines, growing softly and freely in the garden, and the white and soft iron hedges seem to be not partitions, but embellishments. I looked up at the sky, and it was not scarlet blood, nor bleak white, but nothingness, all night and day, light and darkness, spear and shield.

I immediately understood that everything that White Night had said was a clumsy lie, an anomalous perception instilled in me, a deception that led me into the abyss.

"Who are you?!" I suddenly asked the unattainable superior.

- Child, I appreciate you, your prayers, your atonement. You will be freed from the eternal curse, and your soul will swim in the kingdom of heaven—

As soon as the words fell, my spirit faded away in this vast space, and at the last moment of leaving Paradise, I caught a glimpse of it, a figure I knew all too well, a white, unsullied skeleton, on which was a circle of simple, but inexplicably shining crowns of thorns.

I came back to reality, still with the Paradise Lost in my hand, but above the apple, a brown crown of thorns floated, as if to guide me. I understood and lifted up Paradise Lost.

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What you do is meaningless, it ...... Father will not kill me, your strength will not kill me......

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At the last moment, Bai Ye laughed and made a final struggle against me.

"Maybe, I can't kill you with my own hands." I whispered to it. "But what about them?" I said, raising the corners of my mouth as I looked at the strong, fearless group of colleagues behind me. "Your Apostles of Guardian are quicker, smarter, and more powerful than the others, and I can't imagine the will with which they can resist them to this day, but they have proven their courage to defeat all false gods who think they are high."

Bai Ye couldn't laugh at all this time, and his helpless roar was full of anger and fear:

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What?! No! No! No way! My servants! Stop them!

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"Accept your end!" I let out a loud cry and slammed Paradise Lost into the ground.

In an instant, a more dazzling light burst out from the core of Paradise Lost, like a newborn supernova releasing the surging, vast and endless surging powerful energy, the blasphemous light of the white night was eclipsed like a firefly at this moment, and under such a more intense light, the white night finally completely revealed, revealing its weak, hypocritical, and deceitful body.

"Quick! Right now! Fire! ”

With a roar of rage, the surrounding employees raised their weapons, trying to ignore the approaching Apostle of the Guard, enduring great physical pain, firing with all their might and at any cost, burning their fragile lives in a light that seemed to drown everything.

In an instant, countless projectiles and crossbow arrows pierced Bai Ye's body, and the rocket artillery blasted open its barrier, black thorns corroded its shell. Finally, after a long period of firepower, the long-awaited voices were heard: roars, whining, sighs, moans.

After a loud, non-human roar, the white night was drowned in a strong light, and I fell to the ground from exhaustion. When the light cleared and the alarm was lifted, people looked around, and in the empty room, only the empty bodies of the two guards were left.

I'm still alive, but Paradise Lost is gone, and all that's left is the red-colored apple. As they walked out of the main common room, they were confronted by the monstrous corpses of the other nine apostles—we were one step away from defeat.

Today...... It's over.