Arad's crooked savior

The ancient altar, covered with mottled marks, is made of special ore as hard as iron and engraved with complicated magic lines. There is a tall and majestic statue on each side of the altar.

One statue holds two swords, and the other holds a spear. They look fierce and fierce, like an angry god staring at them, making everyone who comes shudder.

One of the most famous legends in the Arad continent. If you want to break through your own limits and tap into your own potential, then come to the Altar of Limits!

As long as your performance is excellent enough, you will receive considerable rewards and benefits, and the entrance ticket is very simple...your life.

Qingye, who inherited the pure blood of Belias, was taking care of herself in the corner of the altar, slowly sliding a black sandalwood rosary in her hand. Her thin and tall body was covered with scars, and her clothes were a little tattered.

On the other side, the surviving high-level pretender, Troca the Corroder, who inherited the power of Tamate of Despair, has not been able to recover from the shock, staring in the direction of the black earth in disbelief.

The great chaos has disappeared since yesterday evening. How could it be possible? The "god" she believed in is no longer there.

Troca was slightly flustered. As an ancient pretender, even if she inherited the power of despair, how could she gain a foothold in this era.

And damn Qingye, coveting the power of despair, shamelessly launched a sneak attack on her. If she hadn't been an ancient pretender with rich combat experience, she would have been almost killed by Qingye.

The owner of this place seems to be a fallen angel. His angel wings have disappeared, but his power is very powerful. From her own understanding, the other party is probably not much different from the despair at his peak.

Agamemnon stopped the fight between the two and brought Qingye to the Extreme Altar. He was very interested in this human soul, and the reason why Troca was here was to kill Qingye.

She was not a virtuous and virtuous woman, and she would endure it even when someone plotted and attacked her. Her heart had long since died in the village fire hundreds of years ago.

The mist in the Canyon of the Dead surged to both sides like the moon is seen through clouds. Saint Michael appeared at the edge of the altar, took a moment to look at the gloomy and cold environment, and called out: "Agamemnon..."

After a moment of stagnation, a tall and majestic figure with a corrupted aura floated from the depths of the canyon, "Lord Michael."

Agamemnon's clothing is a golden sacred robe, but the body under the robe is like nothingness, empty and dark, with only two eyes lighting up the light of spiritual consciousness in the hood.

"You still can't find the answer?" Michelle asked. In fact, this was not the first time he met each other.

Not many people know the name of the radiant angel Agamemnon. Even the oldest ancient books of the order only have a few descriptions of the mysterious angel, who seems to be light but not light, wandering around the Canyon of the Dead.

Sometimes he will reward others with extraordinary things, and sometimes he will take away the other person's soul.

The history of Agamemnon's fall is that he was sleeping here long before the outbreak of the Dark Holy War, or before the captain's "Genesis" arrived in Arad.

In other words, the arrival of the Angel of Glory was at least two thousand years ago, and existed in the same era as the Angel of Ice in the Kingdom of Calamity.

However, Agamemnon's rank is the same as that of the Fire Angel Hersos and the Ice Angel of the ruins of the Kingdom of Calamity, and is far inferior to the noble Archangel Michael.

"I seem to understand a lot, but everything feels vague." Agamemnon raised his head and looked into the distance. The rising sun was soft and warm, and the slanted light shone on all living things.

"I've been watching here for thousands of years. I tried to use cold light to create absolute darkness, but I couldn't stop the arrival of dawn every day. I used warm light to swallow the darkness, but I still couldn't stop the erosion of darkness."

What was Agamemnon confused about, and what caused him to fall into a semi-degraded state? Ye Lin and others who hurried over did not know.

Sometimes, many problems cannot be expressed intuitively in words. Agamemnon was looking for many things he wanted.

Yuena is grateful to Agamemnon. As the first person in the team to break through the legendary realm, the lost holy relic Brionac was given by Agamemnon and gave her a lot of help when she was growing up. of great help.

Ye Lin, who was watching, hesitated to speak. He wanted to explain to him some basic astronomical knowledge such as the rotation and revolution of the planets, but he felt that the atmosphere was not suitable and it would be embarrassing to speak out.

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"Lord Michael, you have never stopped, and why?"

In terms of address, Agamemnon always calls the name of the Archangel Michael.

"As long as there are people who yearn for the light and need me, I will not stop moving forward."

Although Agamemnon's face cannot be seen under the gorgeous and sacred robes, he seems to be smiling. Michael, the most holy angel with a heart, has gone through all kinds of hardships and filth in the world, even if he is scolded and abandoned by others. , his will is still as firm as iron, and he has no time to shine, and he feels ashamed of it.

But Agamemnon knew that Michel was actually very lonely. He was a "remnant" of the past era and the last witness that the Pelus Empire had not yet been completely buried.

Only one of the Five Saints remained, and his former comrades turned into a handful of loess and passed away long ago... After the death of his old enemy Ozma, his heart was gradually filled with emptiness.

Now I come to visit him, an old friend in heaven, just to comfort him.

"Have you ever thought about returning to heaven?" Michelle asked, and then glanced at Troca, suddenly a little dazed, and there was a familiar face.

"Half of my light has fallen into darkness, and I am ashamed of the holiness of heaven." Agamemnon said frankly that although the Extreme Altar does not force others to challenge on the stage, everything follows the principle of voluntariness.

However, for thousands of years, when he occasionally woke up, he still took away the souls and hearts of some people who did not know their capabilities, which violated the sanctity of angels and blasphemed the glory of God.

Agamemnon is an angel who is blurred between good and evil. Those who succeed in the challenge are grateful for his gifts, while those who unfortunately fail are frightened by his majesty.

Then, Agamemnon pointed at Qingye who had drank pure blood, "His soul is very interesting. It is obviously dark, but he thinks that he has a bright heart and is the savior of the world."

Qingye opened his eyes, secretly annoyed that he failed to kill Troca in a sneak attack, otherwise with the blessing of the power of despair, he would not have fallen into such a passive situation.

"What I believe in is to create a pure land of bliss that is painless, injury-free, and carefree!" Qingye's obsession is very deep. This is what he transformed after he thought he understood the truth that "God is not omnipotent." the absolute truth.

"The gods who live in heaven also have troubles." Agamemnon shook his head.

To put it mildly, Qingye has lofty will and ideals, but to put it more bluntly... Qingye is more suitable for the company of stones that cannot think.

As soon as all things in life can think, instinctive "desires" are born, longing for water and food, longing for spiritual satisfaction. A weed on the roadside is also working harder to take root and spread its leaves, needing more water and sunlight.

The attribute of original sin is not a derogatory meaning. The key lies in how to apply it. The process of restraining original sin will baptize and sublimate the human soul.

Agamemnon raised a huge weapon that looked like a sickle and a spear, shining with a soul-stirring dark luster, "If everyone yearns for beauty, pursues happiness, is humble to each other, and shows kindness to each other, then the whole world will be the same as the Pure Land of Paradise. But you, under the guise of being noble and great, keep asking for more powerful power, out of hypocrisy and greed."

Qingye suddenly had cold sweat on his forehead, and the rosary beads in his hand exploded. He felt a life and death crisis. Agamemnon was not completely corrupted, he just had his own set of rules for doing things.

The power of the ferocious beast was called out, and there were only three projections of the ferocious beast left, which turned into concrete forms, and the evil energy was overwhelming, alarming the entire Canyon of the Dead.

Agamemnon ignored him, like an angel of judgment, and said coldly and ruthlessly: "You seize the pure blood, sneak attack on the desperate successor, and try to become stronger faster, because of laziness and jealousy, your heart is extremely hypocritical, but He thinks he is the savior of the world.”

The huge weapon moved, and the phantom of the ferocious beast was temporarily restrained, and then was completely destroyed. It was just a little projection, how could it stop the real angel.

"ah!"

Qingye's screams suddenly stopped, his head was cut off, and immediately burned together with his body by the flames.

On Agamemnon's holy spear weapon, dark ropes bind Qingye's struggling soul, "You will be my twelfth servant, looking at the day and night in the canyon forever."

If there is someone in the world who really yearns for the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, it must be Michelle who carries it out with his actions and will, not Qingye who talks brightly but actually covets more powerful power.