"It's like my soul is burning and blooming in red, and it's like I'm in the dark, without anyone to rely on, in a dark world. Red represents the desire of the present, and black represents a declaration of going to the endless. The wife walked up to Cybertron and said, "Now Cybertron, answer my question sternly: Do you fully accept my offer?"

"Uh...... That ......"

Cybertron smiled bitterly, and now he had a strange delusion: "I wonder now why Pandaragon didn't kill me, why didn't Denisha kill me with a sword." ”

"Because they're smart enough to know -- they can't beat me. Eh, in fact, it is not necessarily, it has just gained power, and this power has not been embodied in substance at all. And...... Maybe it's because Pandaragon is bisexual, and Denisha is born without familial love, right?" Alice Phil opened her arms.

Mrs. Black has completely regained her own world—and it does seem to be ...... More energy!

...... It's also harder to deal with.

"Looks like you've accepted my offer, don't you?" Dear Cybertron—" Alice Phil's fingers cupped Cybertron's chin, "You promised to marry me?"

“...... Alice Field, I warn you, even if you get married!--I'm a man, I should marry you!" grabbed the other's finger with his backhand, and Cybertron muttered with a sad face, "What's the matter...... That's kind of ...... Did you get married at the age ......of sixteen? Stepping into the grave of love so early?"

"What do you say?—do you want to die with me so much?...... It's a little difficult. By the way, if you want to reply to your legs and hands, I'll lead you to another person. Her spells work better than mine--by the way, I don't want another wedding ceremony, I feel troublesome and tired just thinking about it, and I don't want another wedding ceremony for the rest of my life-"

"......, what are you going to do?"

"Go to the Chapel of Light...... Well, the ruins. Go to our monster patriarch, I don't know if she's having a nervous breakdown now. Or is it just like me......" Alice Field's smiling eyes betrayed her, "is she wavering now?"

-- Human Real Report --

Look at me, O heavenly light, be merciful. Embrace me, let me follow your glory, and take me away......

The blow was a bit big, and the surviving Mirie Storm seemed to be in an endless tangle.

Her lifelong belief in the Light has been that she grew up as an orphan and never left the church. Serving the Light seemed to be an inevitable choice, and at a young age, with excellent Light magic and more devout faith, he was appointed by the Patriarch of the South to become the Patriarch of a city.

It's good now, I've believed in the Holy Light for more than 20 years, and now you sue me, I'm a demon. And even more, I'm a helllord-level figure. My friends and I are one of the Demon King and the other is the Lord level.

...... Hehe, fate, are you trolling me?

It feels like after more than 60 years of hard work in the revolution, and in 92 you suddenly sued me for disintegration. All at once, they lost their faith, passion, direction, and even the meaning of life.

Now my soul is like a dead soul lying in sorrow...... The withering of the mind that cannot be described in words.

"Holy Light...... Holy Light ...... Look at me, O Light, help me. ”

Falling to her knees, Miria's Storm begs for salvation and redemption. Her faith was wavering, her heart was burning hot—and strangely, she seemed to be praying for the Light.

The Light really answered her.

This made her feel even more strange - as a 'Hell Lord', she sincerely prayed for the power of the Light. It was painful, but the Light really responded to itself! and it was so strong and powerful! it felt like ...... It's like......

There was a voice that kept ringing in her ears.

"Obey your will, worship your gods, be kind to your people - follow your desires, worship your light, be kind to your beloved. ”

This similar response echoed in her mind as it gave her the power of the Light.

"No...... No, no, I serve the Light, and I will serve you with purity all my life......"

"It's not a conflict. ”

"Holy Light...... The only existence that I will serve forever ......"

"No, you will serve your loved ones. ”

But at that moment, in a moment of confusion, she seemed to think of a lot of strange things. She remembered many of Cybertron's words.

"Everyone thinks that beautiful things are beautiful, so they are not beautiful, and everyone thinks that good people are good, so they are not good. ”

"The reason why heaven and earth can last so long is that it is not born for itself, so it can live forever—"

The answer to a qiē seems to be able to be answered in a person's words - which is strange and equally incredible.

Ask the Light a question, but the Light gives him the wrong answer. Pray to the Light, but the Light has given the wrong self strength. Now, Mirri-Storm is putting herself back in order, in a state of chaos.

"I'm Milli Love? She told herself: "I am a believer in the Light, I am a servant of the Light." This will not change!--My heart may be corrupted, my behavior may be degraded. But what I have to do will not change - I will continue to be the patriarch of Kanafon, I will continue to give, I will continue to do asceticism, I will pray, I will preach, I will run the orphanage, I will do my part...... Even if...... Fallen! Continue your good deeds! Remain motionless as a mountain, except for ......"

Millie Love. Storm can be said to be a truly rare good person, even if it is a representative of the Fallen. You can still not lose the slightest of your heart, and you can still not lose your personality. Although she compromised a little in the face of a strong spirit, it was an act that could not be reversed at all. But she was still able to keep most of her thoughts, like a saint.

Apart from......

It seems that "again" began to believe in true love.