Colonial Suit

The Eighth Supreme Heaven, Black Angel!

The only, and most special, concrete life form in the Nine Heavens. It is said to be unique because it links and runs through the Seventh and Ninth Supreme Heavens, guarding the fallen angels' path to self-redemption. It is said to be special because its power is very strong, not only mastering one or two negative emotions like ordinary fallen angels, but also mastering the breeding ground of a negative emotion.

The dark side of life.

This is a very vague term, and if understood only from the surface, no one would think much of it. But in reality, it represents the dark side of humanity and all life. Such as conspiracy, murder, violence and cruelty, cold-bloodedness and viciousness. The things that are concealed and hidden beneath life's bright exterior and righteous aura.

In the darkness, negative emotions flow like a stream being nurtured and strengthened. It is the source of the Black Angel's power. It is also the most terrifying aspect of the Black Angel.

It can be said that in the Nine Heavens, the Black Angel is not the strongest, but she is definitely the most诡异 (gui yi - bizarre/unpredictable). No one knows where her body is, and no one has seen her true face. The only thing she leaves to everyone is a cloud of fog. And the sound of her successful scheming laughter...

“I have some goblets... crystal clear and beautiful...”

“I added blood to them... delicious and mellow... if it lacks spiciness, add a bit of ferocity, if it lacks coolness, add some conspiracy...”

“My goblets... brew your distortion, reflect your ugliness...”

“One, two... three, four...”

“Huh? Where are my goblets? My goblets?”

“Ah... so... it's in your heart...”

“In your heart...”

“The seventh goblet, shining brightly...”

A faint song echoed in Blood瞳 (Xue Tong - Blood Pupil)'s ears, and Mostina showed a pure smile on her face. Her singing was beautiful, but also very诡异 (gui yi). At first, it sounded like an innocent little girl, but it flowed into the heart like a chilling stream. It's hard to imagine that such a beautiful song could bring such terrible effects.

Blood瞳 (Xue Tong - Blood Pupil)'s body stiffened, the blood-colored greatsword had already controlled his nerves. The singing froze his soul. A strong sense of paralysis gradually invaded his body. Even the power of the abyss seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

He struggled to raise his head, looking at the sky covered with dark clouds.

“...What...”

The voice was pitifully weak, and even Blood瞳 (Xue Tong - Blood Pupil) himself was taken aback. When did he become so weak? But he could no longer resist, gradually losing himself in Mostina's beautiful singing...

Behind him, Mostina reached out her left hand, gently sliding it onto Blood瞳 (Xue Tong - Blood Pupil)'s face, caressing it slightly.

“Because... we want self...”

“The nightmare of the fallen angels must not continue. We are the garbage dump of fate. Constantly being abandoned. Being forgotten. But we bear the filth of the entire universe. Everyone looks down on us, everyone hates us... but who knows how we survived?”

“In the distant past, Crodir bore our sins, allowing us to breathe a breath of self-determined air. I am very grateful to you...”

“However, gratitude cannot be eaten. Self-determination cannot be given as charity. You let us bear everything, but what was the outcome?”

A faint smile appeared on Mostina's face. She gently raised her red lips and kissed Blood瞳 (Xue Tong - Blood Pupil)'s cheek.

“You perished...”

“The powerful Crodir, whose mere whispers were revered even by the higher nobles, actually perished like this... I still can't forget the scene of that day. The forces of the entire universe united to strangle you in the starry sky.”

“Your mother nest was shattered... your civilization was destroyed...”

“Planet after planet was ruined in the flames of war. Star field after star field burned under the guns of warships. A civilization, a civilization so powerful that it could almost dominate the world, actually turned into nothingness in a short period of time. Can you understand my shock?”

“Races that used to please you, please us, and bow down...”

“Former allies, former companions...”

“Turned against each other like this... Later, even your conquerors, your rulers, died in the flames of war.”

“They died heroically. Crodir is indeed worthy of being the number one combat race in the universe. But so what? You still perished. Your pride and persistence, your will and glory. Just disappeared in the long river of time. At the same time, my dark side of life was growing, surging.”

“I know that is the taste of conspiracy fermenting, the entire universe's hostility and malice towards you. It strengthened me and awakened me... letting me know... that nothing can be relied upon.”

“Self-determination... must be grasped in one's own hands...”

In front of the silent temple, Mostina said softly, as if talking to herself, and as if explaining to Blood瞳 (Xue Tong - Blood Pupil). She used her beautiful and melodious voice to describe a scene of the end of the world, a battlefield of doomsday to Blood瞳 (Xue Tong - Blood Pupil).

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“Your king... died in the last battle. I watched him turn to ashes with my own eyes, leaving only the Dawn Seal in the void. At that time, the hundreds of powerful people who participated in the siege were all shocked and dared not desecrate his remains.”

“By the way, you don’t know what the Dawn Seal is, do you? It is the mysterious symbol on your first king, no one knows what it is, but the Crodir people stubbornly believe that it brought them self-determination and dignity, so it is called the Dawn Seal, also called the Seal of Self-Determination. Only a man who becomes king will naturally form it when he takes over the power, it cannot be erased or transferred.”

“That day, the Dawn Seal remained in the void for thirty-seven hours, like a pair of eyes in the dark, watching the instigators who destroyed everything. Then the Dawn Seal disappeared... and the powerful people who participated in the siege of the king also retreated.”

“They all died later... some died of illness, some died of alcoholism, and some died of drugs.”

“What’s ridiculous is that they were all once the strongest people in the universe, but none of them died on the battlefield.”

Speaking of this, Mostina twitched the corner of her mouth. She didn't tell Blood瞳 (Xue Tong - Blood Pupil) that some people actually died at her hands, died of conspiracy and tricks, but all of this was meaningless. Because whether she intervened or not, these people would die. This is fate!

Crodir is a race that resists fate, but also receives the respect of fate.

Therefore, fate is offered with glory and must not be desecrated.

And she, Mostina, also got a chance because of this...

“That day I saw many things and understood many things.”

“I finally know what the fallen angel race needs, and what we must insist on...”

“So I want my people to open up a path of self-determination. The first king of Crodir could do it, so today I, can definitely do it!”

Mostina's voice suddenly rose, as if making a declaration, and as if strengthening her belief.

“At all costs!” (To be continued...)