Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 1721 Sent it at night
The old altar covered with mottled traces is made of special ore as hard as iron, engraved with cumbersome magic lines, and there is a tall and majestic statue on each side of the altar.

One statue held two swords, and the other held a spear. They looked fierce and fierce, as if they were staring at the wrathful gods, and all who came shuddered.

One of the most famous legends in the Arad Continent, if you want to break through your limits and tap your potential, then come to the Limit Altar!
As long as your performance is good enough, then you will get rich rewards and benefits, and the ticket is very simple... your life.

Qing Ye, who inherited the pure blood of Belias, recuperated at the corner of the altar, slowly sliding a black sandalwood rosary in his hand, his thin and tall body was covered with scars, and his clothes were a little tattered.

On the other side, the surviving high-level pretender, Troka the Corruptor who inherited the power of Taimat of Despair, has not recovered from the shock so far, staring at the direction of the black earth in disbelief.

The great chaos, since yesterday evening, its aura has disappeared. How could it be possible that the "god" she believed in is gone.

Troka 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 the damned Qing Ye coveted the power of despair and shamelessly attacked her. If she hadn't been an ancient pretender with rich combat experience, she would have been almost killed by Qing Ye.

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 no different from the despair at the peak.

Agamemnon stopped the fight between the two and brought Qing Ye to the Altar of Limits. He was very interested in this human soul, and the reason why Troka was here was to kill Qing Ye.

She is not a virtuous and virtuous woman, she will swallow her anger when she is plotted and attacked. Her heart died in the village fire hundreds of years ago.

The mist in the Canyon of the Dead seemed to see the moon through the clouds, and it surged to the two sides. The saint Michel appeared on the edge of the altar, looked at the gloomy and cold environment a little, and called: "Agamemnon..."

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

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

"Have you still not been able to find the answer?" Michelle asked, in fact, this is not the first time he met each other.

The glorious angel Agamemnon, not many people know this name, even the oldest ancient books of the order only describe it in a few words. The mysterious angel, who seems to be light but not light, wanders around the Canyon of the Dead.

He sometimes rewards others with extraordinary things, and sometimes takes away their souls.

The history of Agamemnon's depravity was long before the outbreak of the Dark Jihad, or before the leader's "Genesis" arrived in Arad, he had already slept here.

That is to say, the arrival of the shining angel, at least 2000 years ago, existed in the same era as the ice angel of the Calamity Kingdom.

However, Agamemnon's status is the same as that of the flame angel Hersos and the ice angel of the ruins of the Kingdom of Calamity, far inferior to the lofty 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 illuminated all creatures.

"I have been watching here for thousands of years. I tried to create absolute darkness with cold light, but I couldn't stop the dawn every day. I swallowed the darkness with warm light, but I still couldn't stop the erosion of darkness."

What was Agamemnon confused about, and what caused him to fall into a semi-degenerate state? Yelin and others who came in a hurry don't know.

Sometimes, many problems cannot be expressed intuitively in words, and Agamemnon is looking for many things he wants.

Yuena has a heart of gratitude to Agamemnon. As the first person in the team to break through the legendary realm, the lost holy relic, Brionac, was bestowed by Agamemnon and given to her when she was growing up. A great help.

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

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

In terms of address, Agamemnon has been calling the name of the Archangel Michael.

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

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

But Agamemnon knew that Michel was actually very lonely. He was the "remnant party" of the past era and the last witness to the incomplete burial of the Perus Empire.

There is only one of the five saints left, and the former comrades-in-arms turned into a handful of loess, and passed away long ago... After the fall of his old enemy Ozma, his heart was gradually filled with blankness.

It was nothing more than consolation to visit his old friend in heaven now.

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

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

But for thousands of years, when he occasionally woke up, he still took away the souls and hearts of some overwhelmed people, which violated the holiness of angels and blasphemed the brilliance of gods.

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

Afterwards, Agamemnon pointed to Qingye who drank the pure blood, "His soul is very interesting. He is obviously very dark, but he thinks that his heart is for the light and he is the savior of the world."

Qingye opened his eyes, annoyed that he hadn't killed Troka in a sneak attack, otherwise he would not have fallen into such a passive situation with the blessing of the power of despair.

"What I believe in is to create a pure land of bliss that is painless, harmless, and carefree!" Qingye's obsession is very deep. This is what he transformed after he thought he understood the truth of "God is not omnipotent". 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 bluntly...Qingye is more suitable to be with the stone who can't think.

From the beginning of thinking, all living things have an instinctive "desire", longing for water and food, and longing for spiritual satisfaction. A weed on the side of the road is also working harder to take root and stretch its leaves, and needs more water and sunlight.

The attribute of original sin is not a derogatory term. The key lies in how to apply it. The process of restraining original sin will allow human souls to be baptized and sublimated.

Agamemnon raised a huge weapon that looks like a sickle and a spear, shining with a breathtaking black luster, "If everyone yearns for beauty, pursues happiness, is humble to each other, and bestows favor on each other, then the whole world will be no different from the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. But you, under a noble and great guise, keep asking for more powerful power, it is hypocrisy and greed."

Qingye's forehead was covered with cold sweat instantly, and the rosary in his hand was blown away. He felt a life-and-death crisis. Agamemnon didn't completely degenerate, he just had his own set of rules of conduct.

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

Agamemnon ignored it, like an angel of judgment, and said indifferently: "You seize the pure blood, sneak attack the desperate heir, and try to become stronger faster, because of laziness and jealousy, your heart is full of hypocrisy, but Consider yourself the savior of the world.”

The huge weapon moved, and the phantom of the ferocious beast was stopped for a short time, and then it was completely wiped out. It was just a little projection, how could it stop the real angel.

"what!"

Qing Ye's screams stopped abruptly, his head was cut off, and immediately burned to death together with his body.

On Agamemnon's holy spear weapon, dark ropes bind Qing Ye's constantly struggling soul, "You will be my No. 12 servant, watching day and night in the canyon forever."

If there are people in the world who yearn for the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, then it must be Michelle who sticks to it with her actions and will, not Qingye who is full of light but actually covets a stronger power.

(End of this chapter)