Heroes of the Invincible Undead

"You know he was wrong, right? You knew it from the beginning, but you didn't want to admit it."

Among the misty clouds, in a quiet courtyard, a figure dressed in white is talking with another lone figure.

The lonely figure turned his head to the side, ignoring the words of the man in white.

"What about knowing? He will definitely come to save me."

In the mouth of the lonely figure, she muttered these words, her gaze looked towards the empty distance, not knowing what she was staring at.

She is Rowling, to be precise, is the soul of Rowling.

Since the soul was taken away, when Rowling woke up, she was in this sky courtyard. Besides her, there are many peaceful spirits here.

Every morning, Rowling could hear these spirits chanting hymns loudly, and went to pick up the holy dew condensed among the clouds. They were all bright and peaceful, and they were no longer disturbed by anything.

At noon, the steps of the temple from the clouds to the ground will descend, and devout knights and priests will step into the town on the top of the clouds and receive pure blessings.

Everything around is incompatible with Rowling’s previous life. She has long been accustomed to being alone on the pitch-black tower when Rod travels away, sleeping with the faint flame in the skull candlestick, and death energy permeates every inch of her body. All of this made her feel uncomfortable from the bottom of her heart.

"He won't come."

Not far away, the white-clothed figure denied her words and sighed at the same time, with a look of compassion in her eyes.

"Without the asylum of Yuk the Wise, Ely Creatures can no longer withstand the next round of the Necromancer's offensive. He has no reason to give up his handy victory and instead risk his death to save you."

Hearing what he said, Rowling's face turned pale, and she subconsciously pursed her lips, holding her hands tightly.

Even Rowling herself couldn't deny the truth of these words. How could Rhode, who looked farther than her and ignored everything, didn't understand?

"He will come to me..."

At the end, Rowling didn't have much confidence in her heart.

She lowered her head deeply and stopped speaking.

Aside, the figure in white sighed deeply: "Poor little girl, your soul is so pure, but your destiny has been deeply changed by the necromancer. All of this is his fault. He made you To this step..."

"It has nothing to do with him." Rowling raised her head, her eyes were already flushed, but her gaze was so firm: "Everything I do is my own choice."

In front of the white figure, Rowling has always defended the person in her heart, her will is so firm.

Facing Rowling's words, the figure in white shook his head, and his long and slender ears were shaking with his movements.

"Actually, you are now holy and purified. If you actively confess your sins during the trial ceremony and confess from your heart, you may have a chance to be forgiven by angels."

As if thinking of something, the white shadow figure said with pity.

"You are a born hero. There are not many special existences like you in the whole world. As long as you are willing to completely give up your identity as a necromancer, the baptism of an angel will give you a new life. You can also protect the world with us and fight against The imminent catastrophe."

"Repent? What's the use of repentance? It can neither resurrect the dead nor change what happened. What's more, I am his sister, who died in my hands, and I can't even remember it myself. I If you understand your sins, you will fall into **** after you die. Are those angels really willing to let me go because of my confession?" Rowling said in disbelief.

The white-clothed figure uttered a holy chant in response to Rowling:

"'Your love and compassion have compassion on me, and smear my transgressions in accordance with your abundance of compassion. You wash away my sins and purify my sins. You create a pure heart for me, and restore integrity in me spirit.'"

Following the words of the figure in white, golden mysterious characters appeared all over him.

Rowling had never seen such a sight before, and looked at him suspiciously.

"Child, it is not a shameful thing to admit our sins. Each of us is sinful. The first step to cleanse our sins and obtain grace and forgiveness is to repent from the heart."

The golden light enveloped his body, he was like a faithful shepherd, guiding the lost lamb.

"Thank you for your persuasion." Rowling interrupted his words, "but I will never give up my identity, nor do I need any grace or forgiveness. I will always be his sister, and always will be."

"I look forward to his coming and rescue me from strong enemies, but at the same time, I don't want him to appear, and I don't want him to face those terrible enemies. Perhaps his best choice is to forget forever I, take Eri completely. Even if he gives me up, I won’t have any complaints. I will not change my will until death and the moment of coming.”

As if thinking of something, Rowling said in a deep voice, with a trace of loneliness in her eyes.

The figure in white sighed: "You know that **** is never the home of sinners. It is for demons. A determined soul like you will become a terrible demon once you fall into hell. If you still don’t understand, Only the soul is completely purified."

Rowling lowered her head without answering.

When the two were talking, in the distance, golden stars cut through the sky and soon appeared in front of them.

The visitor was an angel with long golden hair. She had a feminine appearance, dressed in bright armor, and looked dignified and noble.

"Marsiah, have you ever let her confess from the bottom of her heart?" Looking at the white figure in front of her, the female angel asked bluntly.

"Master Gabriel, she has a firm will and is always unwilling to repent." The figure in white replied.

"Why is this?" The female angel furrowed her brows and looked at the Holy Spirit in front of her, "Marsiah, you are a pure and graceful spirit. Let her repent from the heart. It's just a matter of your words."

Under her gaze, Marsiah shook her head: "The confession must come from the depths of a person's heart. I will not change her will for this."

"Get ready as soon as possible. The trial of her will begin soon." The female angel said in a deep voice.

Listening to the conversation between the two of them, Rowling keenly discovered that there was something wrong, but could not tell what was wrong.

At this moment, she couldn't help but think of Rod in the distance. If Rod was here, she would be able to spot the anomaly.