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- Nite's mother, Mijina, is a beauty with fair skin and white feathers, which is a symbol of the large number of celestial angels in her ancestors.
She comes from the Archangel family at the foot of the Holy Mountain of Light. She has a noble and prominent status and is a glorious family.
But for some reason, he took Nit to this remote village.
Nite and his mother walked straight ahead, and then chose a remote place near the river in this emerging kingdom to stop. Here lived a group of gray-winged people who were like barbarians, and their words had already been compared with those of the eastern part of the Bright Land. People are completely different, and most of the words have already been lost.
In this world, some people are born with civilization, prosperity, and wealth, while some people are born like wild beasts and have nothing.
Just because the place of birth is different.
Mother showed her strength to the Yimen of the tribe who have lived here for generations. She grabbed a feather, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, she saw a seriously ill Yiman healed under her hands and got up from the bed. She said, "Bless you."
The poor and backward tribal wingmen knew about this power, but it was the first time they saw it. They worshiped Nit's mother as an envoy. The Yimen of the tribe uttered cheers in the native language, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, welcoming the arrival of the "God Envoy".
Nit stood behind his mother, looking longingly at her back. I don't know if I am envious of that power.
Still envious of this power in exchange for the worship of mortals.
Here they settled down, and the tribal wingmen built houses for them, on the highest hills.
night.
Mother took Nit to the forest.
Nit was a little afraid of the dark, and followed behind his mother cautiously.
He saw his mother drawing a strange ritual array on the ground, and there was a sound of wind or roar in the air.
He became even more frightened: "Mom, what are we doing?" My mother, Miggina, did not speak, but knelt on the ground.
She kept chanting strange spells and calling out a name. She seemed to have communicated with some existence, and she seemed to be extremely struggling, her body was shaking constantly, she got up and clasped her hands for a while, then fell down.
At this time, her turban suddenly fell apart.
Revealed her full face that was always concealed.
It can be seen that there is a large depression on the forehead of the beautiful face, with scars that cannot heal.
It looks very scary.
Mijina stopped the ceremony in a panic, quickly grabbed the falling scarf, and kept wrapping it around her head.
However, when he turned around, he saw his son's eyes. She stopped immediately, pulled off her headscarf, crawled to the side and pulled her son to her side fiercely.
Excited, she told him with trembling voice.
"Nite, did you see that?"
"This is the trace of the weak being plundered by the strong."
"I can no longer cast divine spells, I can only use props to show my strength."
"We were kicked out of the kingdom of heaven. Those people took everything we had and killed all our people."
The mother's originally gentle eyes became very scary, full of unwillingness.
"Why?"
"Why can they have it, but we can't have it." "Why should we have to bear this, what's wrong with us?" Finally, the mother said.
"I hate that Bright Kingdom, I hate those guys." Nit didn't understand his mother's emotions, but he knew that his mother must have been hurt.
Those people must be bad people.
The ceremony was completed, and the mother Mijina borrowed the power of the gods. She also regained her features, becoming beautiful and noble again. But she still covered herself tightly with a headscarf and cloak, never daring to show her face and wings, and said to the outside world that she had dedicated everything to the gods.
She just dedicated it to which god, but she never said. In the following days.
Mother Mijina's constant display of "powerful" power, as well as her status as an envoy, have attracted many gray people nearby.
A member of the Wing Tribe.
She established a small town here, and also opened up a connection with another nearby city, became the missionary and mayor of the town, and summoned caravans from far away.
She gathers the townspeople together every day, preaches the teachings of God to them, and proclaims the beauty of the kingdom of God.
When someone dies, she is also responsible for leading mortals to the kingdom of God.
On the hospital bed.
mnbsp; "Why didn't I find it, where is the arrangement of Naproseth, the king of hell?"
"What the hell is it?"
"Didn't Dark Moon say that this guy's aura and power have appeared in this area many times?"
The avatar of the Lord of Purgatory then moved forward, looking for the next gathering place of the fallen.
Curse.
This is a terrifying power, especially for those who have violated taboos.
After being cursed, most people will not die immediately. They will taste the deepest despair under the power of the curse. After the curse absorbs the power of the deepest despair, it will push them into the flames of purgatory little by little. .
At this moment, Nit tasted this power.
His body was dead, but his spirit was hanging by the rope, which became tighter and tighter.
Little by little, the rope pulled his spirit out of his body and into the sky.
In mid-air, he saw a large number of phantoms hanging by ropes, each of whom was someone he was familiar with.
"People in the town."
"Everyone is here, where is he taking us?"
Others struggle and suffer, but in fact they are no longer a complete person, without thinking ability, only incomplete consciousness and instinct.
But I don't know why.
Nit is different from others, he retains complete consciousness and thinking ability.
Nit also discovered something unusual about himself. He didn't know why, but he immediately began to think of various ways to untie the rope around his neck, trying to escape from it.
He had a faint feeling that if he was hoisted to the highest place, he might never be able to escape again.
He will face an ending and punishment worse than death. Nite's phantom hands kept grabbing the rope, but he couldn't untie the rope at all. He kept trying and refused to give up no matter what.
Under the threat of death, he burst out with an enthusiasm that was many times higher than studying, and he thought of various methods in an instant. However, it is at this time.
A figure hangs from his side.
slowly, slowly.
Rise towards the sky.
Nit stopped all his movements for a moment and stared at the figure.
"Mother?"
He saw that his mother's spirit was also suspended in the air. He no longer cared about the continuously tightening rope around his neck. He looked at his mother with the most desperate expression on his face, and the despair even made the rope around his neck tremble violently for a moment, and then Constantly extended.
"No!"
"No, don't, don't"
He himself didn't know what he was talking about, he just couldn't accept such a picture.
He stretched out his hand, trying to grab each other.
But the other party rose faster and faster, and he could no longer reach the other party, so he could only keep waving his hands, over and over again.
He does sometimes hate the other party forcing him to work hard. As long as I think of the other party, all kinds of bad pictures can emerge, and it seems that as long as I think of the other party, I will be afraid.
But at this moment, when he found that he had really lost the other party.
Instead of those pictures, many pictures that he usually didn't pay attention to appeared in his mind.
The picture of his mother preparing birthday gifts for himself, the picture of his mother waiting for him to finish his meditation late at night and cooking him dinner, and the picture of his mother preparing everything for him before dawn.
At this moment.
He seemed to have forgotten all the bad things again, leaving only the good things about the other party.
From one extreme to another.
In a trance, he heard a voice.
"Because you didn't work hard enough."
"Because, you are a waste!"
"You are not strong enough, so you and your mother will be robbed by others."
"Nit!"
"If you listen to your mother, maybeit won't be like this."
The voices overlapped and felt a little familiar.
I don't know if he said it himself or his mother said it. There were phantom tears on his face.
"You are right."
"Ordinary people and weak people will only be plundered by others." "If I become stronger, if I work harder, will itit won't be like this."
At this time, something in Nit's body glowed.
It was a bottle that shone with corrupted brilliance.
The Lord of Purgatory killed all the people here without mercy, leaving no one left.
but.
However, he did not expect that the King of Hell created a high-level and authoritative thing like the Bottle of Original Sin.
Born in this era, he has never seen a legacy of mythology.p; At this time, something in Nit's body glowed.
It was a bottle that shone with corrupted brilliance.
The Lord of Purgatory killed all the people here without mercy, leaving no one left.
but.
However, he did not expect that the King of Hell created a high-level and authoritative thing like the Bottle of Original Sin.
He who was born in this era is a legacy of mythology that he has never seen before. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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