Quick wear to greet His Royal Highness the Demon King

Chapter 182 Fallen Angels and Bright Angels 12
When the first ray of sunlight pierces the darkness in the morning, Silky and the light arrive in the world together.

No sound, no form, no shape.Thousands of rays of light are like silk's thousands of eyes, seeing the vast world for her.

Boye was amazed by what she saw, because she had never seen such a bustling place.

People come and go in the narrow bluestone alleys, and there are rows of various shops on both sides.The front is bustling with people, so lively.

Boye could hear the cries of peddlers, the vulgar conversations of peasant women, the crying of babies, the laughter of children... In some corners, there were also the groans of the sick and the pleas of beggars...

However, all beings in different poses and with different expressions have one thing in common, that is, they all yearn for a better life.

This is not the same as the kingdom of heaven.

People here are not elegant, not beautiful, not even neat.But there was something about them that Bo Yi had never seen before——freshness.

Everything about them is real, laughing and cursing, joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, life, old age, sickness and death are all real.

But angels do not get sick, grow old, or die naturally.This may be what human beings pursue all their lives, but somehow, Bo Ye hates it a little.Because it's too fake.

It seems that angels are born with all the powers of justice, positive emotions and good morals.Oh no - except for the fallen angels.No, she is different from the other eight fallen angels.

Bo Ye tugged at her hair in distress, a look of bewilderment appeared in her emerald green eyes.

Bo Yi threw these messy and unanswered thoughts out of his mind, and continued to look further away.

In the distance, the city was more prosperous. She saw steeple churches, solemn monasteries, resplendent palaces and picturesque manors.

Bo Yi saw a group of servants, well-dressed men and women laughing and laughing, but there were also some people with cloudy faces, cursing something in a low voice.

Bo Yi frowned again, and followed the light to the place where she felt most comfortable—the church.

Here, the gods are majestic, the angels are holy, the ugly demons are imprisoned in cages or trampled under their feet, and the murals are magnificent, depicting great gods.

The devout worshiped their Lord with hymns and whispered their prayers.

Occasionally, there is a soft golden light flashing, which is the holy light of God, and it is the blessing that God bestows on his people.

Bo Ye looked at the kneeling person below, and fell into a daze again.The human beings created by God in His own image are very similar to the angels in appearance, but they have no wings, and they are not as powerful as angels.

But they all worship God, yet they are different.Angels worship and respect God, and consciously become God's apostles, serving God without asking for anything in return.However, human beings are weak and unable to serve the gods, but the gods provide them with protection. Although human beings do sacrifice to the gods, those sacrifices are useless to the gods.

This doesn't seem fair.

In Silk's world, black and white are clearly defined, either right or wrong, and the payment must be equal to the reward, otherwise the rules are broken.

A trace of displeasure rose in Bo Yi's heart, it was towards God.But that trace of unhappiness was so faint that Bo Yi didn't notice it.

Bo Ye's attention was quickly diverted.

Because, not far away, a new couple came, followed by their relatives and friends.Flowers were scattered all over the ground, and the air was filled with a rich fragrance.

The pastor came out, witnessed the marriage for the couple, and bestowed their blessings.Laughing, full of joy.

(End of this chapter)