Chapter 135: The Ascending of the Red Sun (1)

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Two days later, when Lan Xingye, the Lord of Light, stood on the castle and imagined the fallen angel Lucifer flying to heaven to negotiate with the God Jehovah, he would surely remember the moment when he had the jailer take the four kings and the blood elves to the execution ground for interrogation.

The flame of dawn tore through the camouflage of the night, and when the dusk was about to be shattered, it awakened whose sweet dream, when the wings of the sweet dream touched the strings of memory and ran aground in the familiar picture, the flame of dawn seemed to have ignited the passion of justice, so that countless presents created a colorful future, the joyful laughter hid the tears of sorrow, and strengthened whose will when the loneliness was about to gather, when the silk of the will was stained with the rain and dew of happiness fluttered in the wind and waves of faith, the joyful laughter seemed to have been intoxicated, the prosperity of material things made the soul rise to another level, and the harmonious rhythm annihilated the noisy noise, and sheltered whose goodness when the sorrow was about to collapseWhen the river of goodness is soaked in warm sand and overflows in the field of hope, the harmonious rhythm seems to have stifled the greedy desire, and let the temperance affect the movement of the inner and outer worlds. The sins of justice determine the direction of the heart, so that the right and the opposite cannot see each other, the pious blasphemy affects the sublimation of the mind, so that the light and the darkness do not touch the traces of broken dreams, the comfortable strife stirs the fog of power, so that peace and war cannot guess the unknown ending, everything seems to change its original shape in the Italian and general rules, whether it is forward or backward, up or down, left or right. The King of Light, Lan Xingye and Dugu Arrow, walked out of the castle and slowly marched towards the execution ground, the servants and soldiers behind them held swords and looked solemnly at the Xia Danse in the west, the four kings and the blood elves stood in the prison cart and stood as if the pain of sin had been carried on their shoulders, they had built a sad dream for the crown of power at the expense of destroying the happiness of others, and now the real desire was wrapped around their necks, fingertips and feet, and they could not see the ascending red sun or the advent of the best.

The King of Light came to the execution ground and interrogated the four kings and the blood elves one by one, he said that although the prophecy of the crystal ball can protect power, it also secretly sows hatred, even if they don't want to trust each other, they can't provoke a bloody war, the four kings look at each other and say that they just don't want their kingdom to be bullied by the powerful countries, the pain of slavery is more willing to choose the latter than the struggle for freedom, the King of Light thinks that he gathered all the crystal ball fragments just to support God's revelation, and the world's disasters are as vast and small as the universe and grains of sand compared to Game of ThronesThe blood elf shook his chains and said that at this time he realized that true freedom actually came from the heart and not from the outside, and that if the flesh was not bound by the rules, sin would turn pain into poison for the soul.

The King of Light listened to their arguments and decided to sentence them to exile for life, the people of the execution ground burst into warm applause in favor of the monarch's sentence, Dugu Arrow put his ear to the Lord of Light and said that they should be sentenced to hanging, the King of Light waved his hand and said that their rebellion was just the devil in his heart, and forgiveness was the best punishment this world can give to the redeemer, so the four kings and the blood elves regained their hope of survival, and wept with joy to each other, and they looked at the beautiful dusk while the jailer released the shackles, and a light burned in their hearts as they looked at the beautiful dusk......

The rise of darkness is always born when there is a crack in the heart, when the shadow of killing is soaked in the breath of death and completely covers the day, when repression will eventually replace all joy and bury warmth, when the rage of revenge is always brewing when reason hesitates, when the mad battle ignites the passion of fatigue and pulls pity into the abyss, indifference will eventually tear down the barriers of love and expel forgiveness, the cancer of desire will always spread when faith wavers, when the splendor of matter will sweep through the erosive street market and turn the sound of heaven into noise, sinking will eventually obliterate the holy star and moon and freeze the truth。 The shadow of dawn can't touch the entity of happiness, it can only wait for the dawn to wake up on the edge of sadness, the words of compassion can't penetrate the material barrier, and can only draw a heavy sigh at the end of the story, beautiful things can never get the favor of life, so pessimism swallows everything, it keeps switching roles between brightness and sadness, but it always feels lonely. The fallen angel Lucifer finally saw the hope of rising after many years of dormant in hell, his wounds had been completely healed with the condensation of darkness, the dark angels flapped their wings to prevent the light of dawn from approaching, and they were always ready to rush into the sky to fight the world of light for several mornings and dusks.

The fallen angel Lucifer has never forgotten revenge since he was defeated by the archangel Michael, he once fantasized about being able to be equal to God Yahweh but was opposed, God did not expect a humble archangel to dare to challenge his authority, he immediately ordered the archangel Michael and the archangel Lucifer to start a decisive battle, the archangel Michael fought bravely and fought the archangel Lucifer and the rebel angels into hell together, so the former archangel degenerated into a fallen angel due to arrogance, he endured the torture of pain and loneliness in hell for countless days and nights, and God still guarded the glory of heaven so that all the people bowed down to pray and worship......

Bright sorrow extends from the beginning of dawn to the dark midnight, how much joy is buried, how many tearful eyes are seen in the abyss of death, how much tearful eyes are seen in the abyss of death, how much silence is destroyed by the anger of revenge rising from the bottom of consciousness to the gap in the soul, how many capsized ships are seen in the whirlpool of the storm, how many joys are swallowed by the thunder of power falling from the cracks in the sky to the barren fields, how many humble corpses are seen in the bumpy road with the applause of victory. Whether the moment of joy and joy feels the existence of sorrow, whether its fluttering dreams can be attached to reality, whether the moment of quiet and quiet encounter feels the burning of anger, whether its harmonious tune can be penetrated by light, whether the moment when happiness and happiness touch feel the roar of thunder, whether its gorgeous skirt can be polished by reason, everything has obtained the way it wants under the combination of materials and forms, but there are still scars left in the dark when memories are stranded. The fallen angel Lucifer led all the dark angels out of hell, he wants to take away the crystal ball fragments from the hands of others to establish a new order, the rule of God Yahweh must end and he wants to become the ruler of the whole world, once the shame he suffered is like an eruption of magma that burned the earth and stained the sky with blood, now the flame of hatred has condensed and broken through the last line of defense of the soul, he does not want to go back to the dark hell again to endure the cold and damp, he wants to intensify the contradictions between each other and find the value of his own existence in the pleasure of killing, the bloodshed of war may be the only exit for him to achieve peace。