Palm Dragon

Why do angels exist?

"You always make trouble for yourself, Al Rufado."

On Garnandi's plump and smooth forehead, a flame-like red seal shone brightly. "Angels are the messengers of God. Once they give up their mission, they have no value in existence." Yisi once had a seal that was exactly the same as Garnandi, but he and Garnandi were completely separated into two individuals Then it disappeared.

Although Garnandi is an archangel in name, he is not the same as a real half-spiritual angel.

Forgiveness and redemption, twins of God.

Before God created angels, Alrufado and Garnandi were God's only assistants.

only one.

"I come to redeem, you come to forgive." We used to be part of each other.Garnandi didn't say the second half of the sentence, and his long blond hair fluttered behind his head. "But you have failed God."

"I don't forgive." Ice said softly. "You can shine the light on the earth, accept all beliefs and dependencies, but you can't forgive either."

God is compassionate and selfless.No matter how much hurt, betrayal, hatred and suffering there is, as long as we truly repent and pray sincerely, we can still be forgiven and then redeemed.

"That's your duty, and it's the reason we exist!" In Garnandi's view, Al Rufado, who betrayed God and swung his sword at the angel, was extremely cowardly and selfish.

"Responsibility—?" Iss casually took a step forward. "The reason we really exist is because God can't do it himself."

God can't forgive, so there are them—one spreads hope with God's will, and the other bears the mission to endure suffering.

Creatures are a very complex existence, with great potential for development, but also a dark side that cannot be seen.The God of Light will purify all negative forces, and then give true faith in light.

But how could the ugly greed, hatred, jealousy and intrigue really disappear?Even the God of Light cannot truly digest all darkness.

Therefore, God needs an existence that can bear suffering on his behalf.

When Garnandi descended amidst ardent admiration and cheers, Alrufado had to face all kinds of suffering materialized from negative forces, he had to accept all the pain with sincerity, and use the endless time to slowly influence these pains Run out.

It was a kind of torture that could never see a glimmer of hope, because for every believer in God, Al Rufado would have to endure more pain-he had no doubt that even God would suffer under such circumstances. become crazy.

Although there is a brother who represents redemption, from the moment of birth, he is doomed to the ironic fate of not getting redemption.

Is God really merciful?

This is a question that Al Rufado often thought about a long time ago.

The only thing that makes him feel lucky is that the generation and power of evil thoughts are always much greater than the continuation of good thoughts—this is why he secretly avoids the sight of God to accumulate strength.When he had enough strength to refuse to digest the pain for God and raised his sword, forgiveness and redemption finally officially split into two entities.

Back then, Alrufado, the demon who betrayed God's trust and almost killed God, and the demons teamed up to cause a catastrophe in the world that almost completely collapsed the continent of Ori.

The pain that has been accumulated for too long can only be released by crazy destruction.

Then Al Rufado became Iss.

After venting, the demon fought with his brother, and then became a hermit who was only interested in health preservation and reading.

The God of Light seems to want him to be responsible for what happened thousands of years ago - that's why there are so many angels behind Garnandi this time.

Iss squinted his eyes. The battlefield where thousands of demon wolves and angels had been slaughtered before was filled with smoke and dust. The cold metal smell and bloody smell merged into a strange atmosphere.

Like something ominous is about to break out of the ground.Mr. Noble thought to himself.

Yisi stepped out his left foot slowly, holding his slender silver long sword high and high, like a proud white unicorn raising its head.

"Even by the standards of the Templars, that sword is handsome." Eggsia, who was squatting on the shoulder of the dead bone warrior, put a palm on his forehead with his brilliant blond hair shining in the sunlight. Small Pergola: "You have to know how much time I spent maintaining those 'sacred and eternally radiant' famous swords when I was in confinement..."

Werther stepped back cautiously behind the huge bone warrior he had summoned, and clenched the death stick in his hand.Although it is said to be a war between Yisi and Garnandi, but so far, this is the first time the two protagonists have confronted each other.

Does this mean that this almost endless war he thought was coming to an end?The necromancer closed his eyes wearily.The last restrictive deal that Yisi let him go when he was in the holy imperial capital was that he asked the necromancer to give his unconditional power in this war.

"Why is the expression so serious?" A palm gently covered Werther's eyes.Eggsia didn't know when she jumped down.

Werther opened his eyes, and all he could see was Eggsia's chin through his fingers.But the knight's words were clearly heard.

"We won't die." Eggsia said seriously.After three days and three nights of entanglement and charging, the armor on the blond knight was in a mess, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

But Werther felt that he had never heard a more believable statement than this.

"You're right." The necromancer whispered, and the tip of the death stick lightly touched the ground.

The earth trembled instantly!

Seeing that Garnandi's expression became serious, Iss felt himself in a better mood. "You still don't want to face up to powers other than gods. I'm really happy."

Garnandi's arrogance is what Mr. Noble likes most about him, because this is what really differentiates Yisi from the narrow-minded and arrogant Archangel.

"...this power..." Even the well-informed Garnandi couldn't help but turn stern. "The Plague Duke?"

The army of white wings behind him quickly assembled, well-trained without Garnandi's command, and the wind brought by the white wings quickly circled into an enchantment centered on Garnandi. His black shadow began to stagnate when it encountered the holy light of the enchantment.

"You're crazy." Garnandi's long golden hair was blown away by the holy wind, and his eyes, which were exactly the same as Yisi's, began to calm down. "No wonder the gods will abandon you. Once the Plague Duke appears, this land will disappear!"

"...Maybe I'm really that crazy. You can bring angels down to the earth again, and I can also bring the undead up from hell." Iss chuckled lightly, turned the tip of the sword, and the sharp cold light followed His movement stabbed at Garnandi like lightning!

Outside the enchantment of holy light was a dark, dark aura of death. The black shadow symbolizing death and despair spread rapidly under Werther's feet, and the enchantment was filled with white light.Countless pairs of pure white wings blocked the line of sight beyond the barrier, and a high-pitched and distant song passed through the barrier, like a golden sacrificial bell sinking under a clear spring was suddenly struck, and the power of the hymn was transmitted through the continuously swaying ripples. The card is scattered with the enchantment as the center, followed by the solemn and beautiful harmony of the angels intertwining the power of the hymn, the white light representing purification penetrates into the surface, and the singing of the angels blocks the invasion of darkness.

Even though it was difficult to breathe due to the angel's holy light, Werther did not stop singing.Standing in the shadow beside Werther, Eggsia's pupils shrank more and more.

He doesn't care about what happened in the enchantment at all now, he only feels the suffocating atmosphere of despair spreading rapidly on the battlefield - there is nothing he can do except to be vigilant against him.

"Is it possible for the Angel Requiem to suppress this level of Undead Summoning Curse?" All the angels retreated to the center of the battlefield, and the magic army led by Bailey also retreated - the holy light outside the barrier was no joke.He stood on the shoulders of the shadow demon he had created, and looked sideways at Cappadocia beside him.

The blood race doesn't have much battlefield experience and history, and Cappadocia is not sure how powerful the legendary Angel's Requiem that can freeze the earth is.

But it's an indisputable fact that Witte looks shaky.

Anyway, no matter how you look at it, you can't see what kind of fighting is going on in the enchantment, so it's better to do something with immediate results.

Looking back, Cappadocia stepped into the black circle formed under Werther's feet under Bailey's dumbfounded.

The dark red that suddenly burst out in the black surface was like blood vessels on the skin of the god of death, and the black mist surged where it extended.The necromancer suddenly opened his eyes, the summoning was successful!

The terrifying poisonous mist rose up, and the white holy light began to retreat and stagnate under the intrusion of the black mist.

Holy angels are easily infected, and once infected, the consequences will be disastrous.For a while, the angel's singing became dense and loud again.

Plague, the nightmare of all creatures.

The angels at the outermost edge of the barrier discovered in despair that the wings of some angels had already begun to be slowly corroded.In the enchantment, the former brothers fought desperately amidst all kinds of brilliant magic and sword light.

Even the lowly demonic wolves and undead couldn't resist the poison of the Duke of Plague, and began to fester and disappear quickly. Suddenly, a deafening roar of dragons sounded on the deadly battlefield.

A dragon-shaped lightning quickly passed through the barrier in the center of the battlefield, followed by a tall white dragon and landed in front of the necromancer, the dead bone warrior and Bailey's magic army were all swept away, and a pair of golden eyes firmly He stared intently at the death stick in Werther's hand.

"Stop." Bello's voice was no longer cold and crisp, but full of shocking majesty. "You know what you're doing."

The Plague Duke is different from the death knight or even the death lord. He will not completely obey the command of the necromancer. If the plague duke appears, the necromancer may not be able to control the situation.

Before the Duke of Plague appeared from the ground, the sudden dragon interrupted the necromancer's hand extending to hell.

Werther raised his right hand, and a circle of black charms on his right wrist was clearly visible. "It's a contract, I can't choose."

The magic incantations evolved from the dragon language, and Bello easily understood the meaning of the circle of incantations.

"I won't let you break the contract. [When the angel comes, the power of death can stop all footsteps.]" Bello didn't turn his eyes away. "If the footsteps stop automatically..."

Werther's eyes widened.

For the singing of the angels ceased.

Not just angels.Werther found that there was a sudden silence on the battlefield, the wings of the angels stopped flapping, and a gap was opened in the white enchantment.

There is nothing in the enchantment.

In fact, only Werther and White Dragon seemed to be able to move in the suddenly dead world.

"...What is this?" The Necromancer gripped the Death Staff tightly.

"Time. Both angels and demons have entered the gap of time." Bai Long looked at him with wise golden eyes. "This is more taboo than the Plague Duke's call, but it will do much less damage. It will come out after they are resolved." The war between Garnandi and Al Rufado does not need to cost a continent .

Witte took a step back.

"Send the Plague Duke back—before he comes out. I promise, this matter will be resolved very well."

The necromancer has no choice.

At least the unresponsive spell on his wrist proved that Yisi was not dead now, and he who stayed on the battlefield for three days when time was stopped was not enough for the white dragon's claws to press.

"...Is that the Dragon King?" Werther lowered his eyes. "It's no wonder that at that time on Dragon Island..."

The new dragon king who was able to quickly quell the civil strife back then made the entire Ori continent very curious.

There is no doubt that he is powerful, but he is actually able to perform this kind of forbidden technique that only appeared in legends...

"You don't have to show such an expression." Bai Long seemed to know what he was thinking. "You will not die."

"Another contract?" Werther smiled wryly.He didn't know this big secret voluntarily.Any magic related to time is taboo, and no one is willing to expose this amazing ability.

Bello didn't answer him, but turned to look at the enchantment of the angels.

"It's really a sad war." Bello looked at the huge crack that suddenly appeared out of thin air in the center of the enchantment. "I think a lot of people don't want to recall the details of the war anymore."

Werther was taken aback.

After an unknown amount of time in the still space, two bewildered figures appeared in the crack.Blood and bruises made them look dying.

Landis stepped out afterward, and he was in slightly better condition, except for one arm that was profusely bleeding.

Garnandi and Yisi looked like they were too weak to collapse and die at any moment, with no clue as to what they were doing in the crack of time.

But Iss's sword and the coat of arms on Garnandi's forehead were gone.

"I took advantage of it." Ignoring the necromancer at the side, Landis who came over leaned on the white dragon's front legs and exhaled. "It turns out that neither angels nor demons are used to the sluggishness of time disorder. Even so, I'm sick of it." He held up his bleeding arm.

"But no matter what, Adrian can stop being depressed." Landis raised his chin towards Iss, who never forgot to walk steadily and gracefully even though he was in a mess. "They expressed their willingness to treat each other as dead."

In other words, it's all over.The war that caused panic in Ori Continent came to an abrupt end when it was drawing to a close.

No one knows what happened to Garnandi and Al Rufado in the enchantment.The only thing that is certain is that Garnandi was summoned back by the gods, and Al Rufado disappeared.Many historians are willing to add a little bit of their own imagination when describing the facts.

In this case, some unpopular small albums are relatively closer to the truth.

[The Archangel, under the blessing of God, fought the demon Al Rufa for three days and three nights. The brilliance of the sun was covered by the sand and dust on the battlefield. Angel's white wings.At the most critical moment, the heroic Dragon King appeared, crushed the dead bones of the undead together with General Bai, and rescued the Ori Continent—]——Excerpt from "100 Years of the Enlightenment of the Dragon Baby" published by Dragon Island .Good Boy Picture Album"——<Brother.End>——