The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　"Well, I will be their guide."

　Gabriel smiled faintly:

　"Thank you for your guidance, young crow."

　"Let us...give our all to the greatest cause in the world."

　So the crow perched on the branch, and stayed there for a hundred years.

　He saw white doves emerging from the pond one after another, flapping their pure white wings.

　No, it’s not always pure white. Sometimes, it’s golden, and sometimes, it’s black and white.

　Other times... they're little butterfly-like wings.

　"Aitaniti, don't eat the fruit carelessly."

　Crow waved his hand, and the fruit in Ataniti's hand flew out.

　She tried to grab it in a panic, but the fruit was wrapped by the crow's wings in mid-air and snatched away.

　"Crow! What are you doing!" Ataniti widened her eyes angrily.

　"This fruit is poisonous."

　After the crow finished speaking, he took a bite of the fruit and began to chew it.

　Before Ataniti could let out a cry of pain, she saw the pitch-black poison spreading along the crow's face. Although it quickly dissipated, it still looked hideous for a moment.

　The little butterfly was frightened and trembled slightly, but she was quickly comforted by the gentle smile on the crow's face.

　"Look, you can't eat it, right?"

　"Humph..."

　Ataniti turned away somewhat unhappily, flapping her butterfly wings like a wounded little animal.

　After she left, the crow raised its head and looked at the vines above its head:

　"Chen Xi, don't poison her again."

　"What are you doing~" Chen Xi landed upside down, "The poison isn't that strong, it'll just make her faint for a while, so I can play with her~"

　"Why are you teasing her? This is not conducive to friendship at all." The crow was unhappy.

　"This is also a way of expressing love. You don't understand, just like Lord Seraph." Chen Xi giggled.

　"Don't do that again. It's not good at all." The crow said seriously.

　After Chen Xi left, Merlin spread his wings and rushed out of the woods.

　He was flying in the spring and bright scenery. The sunlight shattered his vision, but the world in his eyes was still so brilliant and gentle.

　Flying and flying, he flew through time and through the passing clouds.

　""

　The garden is frozen, and everything is silent.

　deep red.

　""

　In the sunny garden, time flows gently.

　After an unknown amount of time, some new visitors began to appear in the garden.

　Sometimes they are elves, sometimes they are gods, and sometimes they are humans.

　They knelt by the pond, and Gabriel scooped up some water with a golden branch and threw it into the air.

　Then, the stars in the sky moved, and the golden stars flowed to form a huge eye, looking at the ground gently.

　Those are the eyes of a mother.

　A flower was imprinted in the eyes of the creatures by the pond, and He was elevated to a holy angel.

　"Those are the sages walking on the earth. They come from different tribes, but they have ultimately reached the pinnacle of transcendence."

　By the pond, Gabriel explained to the crow.

　"That child... was once a storm narwhal. He led his own tribe, tore apart the invading dragons, and devoured their essence..."

　"Over the course of five hundred years, he developed the Storm Narwhal into the most powerful species in the Ocean of Storms. Not even the dragons of the Dragon Kingdom could suppress his development."

　"Under the convergence of Essence, he continued to grow, his soul eventually condensed into a spiritual state, and he gained his mother's attention."

　"So here he came, the prince of the Storm Narwhal, and he received his mother's female bee and became a holy angel."

　"Saint Camarastra, the Pale Angel. This is His current name."

　"He will guard the sea as you guard the garden."

　""

　Watching the pale body gradually move away, the crow's face was filled with envy.

　He had read about the sea in books and knew how vast it was.

　That holy angel... He will protect the sea... What a grand aspiration...

　So the crow thought that if he had the chance, he would also become such a great being.

　He is going to protect this world and guide all the creatures in this world!

　But on second thought, he smiled self-deprecatingly - he was the guardian of the garden and could not leave the garden. Even if he left, he could not go too far.

　After all, this is his mission and destiny, and how can destiny be violated?

　It's better for everyone to do their own job. The title of Guardian of the Sea... can only be worthy of the angel who rose from the mortal world, right?

　Thinking so, the crow turned his head and looked at the little white dove in the corner of the garden.

　He ran over excitedly and wanted to tell the cute little white dove what he had just seen.

　""

　Flashing, the sea is filled with blood, the narwhal corpse is floating up and down, the angel falls into the deep sea, and the guardian is engraved with the mission of destruction.

　deep red.

　""

　The number of holy angels is increasing, some come from the mortal world, and some come from nature.

　One day, a piece of daylight was torn off the sky. The daylight was endowed with intelligence and transformed into a beautiful girl.

　That night, another piece of darkness was torn off, transforming into a handsome young man.

　Sister and brother, born angels, are given the mission of guarding the day and the night.

　"Crow, crow, your feathers are so beautiful," Saint Amour gently pinched the crow's wings, "Can you teach me to fly?"

　"all right,

　But I can't fly too far," the crow smiled faintly, "you should be able to fly better than me, right?"

　"I'm not a good flyer, not as good as my sister," Saint-Amour lowered his head. "Sometimes I fly fast, sometimes I fly slow, which makes the night sometimes long, sometimes short."

　"It's okay, some errors are normal." The crow soothed gently.

　"But my sister flies very well," Saint-Amour puffed out his cheeks, "and Uncle Yi flies very well too. I can't let him down."

　"I will protect their dreams and everyone's night!"

　Hearing him say this, the passion in Crow's heart surged again.

　So awesome... Protecting everyone's dream, what a great dream.

　"Okay, then I'll teach you how to fly!" The crow spread its wings, excited, as if it had become the guardian of the night. "Follow me! I'll teach you how to control your speed!"

　"it is good!"

　"call----"

　Two dark figures flew into the sky and glided above the vast garden.

　Guardian, the dream of two children, the destiny of two children.

　""

　In the flickering, frozen kingdom of God, the broken angel raised his head and showed his last smile.

　deep red.

　""

　"Archangel Gabriel, Seraph, Guardian of the Garden, Singer of the Stars."

　"Archangel Raphael, Cherubim, Cherubim, Healer of the Holy Spirit, Builder of the Silver Ark."

　"Archangel Michael, Archangel, Achaangel, Commander of the Heavenly Host, Bearer of the Crimson Cross."

　"Archangel Uriel, Archangel, Tominius, Gatekeeper of Hell, Dancer of the Flaming Sword."

　A gentle voice drifted down from the night sky.

　Around the pond, four noble angels raised their heads and looked up at the starry sky together.

　God's will fell from the stars, and now, they are about to receive it.

　"The land flowing with milk and honey is collapsing, and the Crimson is beginning to attempt to pollute this world. Now is the time for you to set out."

　"To purge the enemies of God, Crimson, who tried to overtake the Garden, overtake Abel, to stop Him."

　Four figures dragged white light and rose into the sky, straight into the clouds, and set off four sonic boom clouds.

　The crow hugged the little white dove and soothed her uneasy mood.

　"The archangels have left..." White Dove whispered, "Don't they want us anymore?"

　"I will protect you." said the crow.

　He stroked the white dove's black and white wings with a gentle expression.

　"Isn't the outside world...guarded by holy angels?" White Dove whispered, "The Archangel clearly said...he wouldn't leave the garden..."

　"Perhaps... the Holy Angel is no longer able to face the disaster outside..."

　The crow comforted the white dove while looking at the starry sky.

　He recalled the conversation between him and Gabriel by the pond the night before.

　"Protect the Abels. You must protect the Abels," Gabriel said as he and the crow Azi walked by the pond. "They are our hope and our foundation. If you leave the garden for any reason, don't stay for too long."

　"Don't worry, I will protect them." said the crow.

　He paused, hesitated, and then spoke again:

　"But...are you really leaving?"

　He felt a little reluctant, but more of it was confusion.

　Gabriel smiled slightly at this:

　"The holy angels each have their own duties. They all have their own destined destiny in history, and each one is related to their race."

　"They are angels from the mortal world after all, unlike us who spend the entire day immersed in starlight in the garden. God's territory should be defended by us personally."

　"After all, compared to us, they are more like humans..."

　"Then we're less like...people?" Raven whispered.

　"We are Abel," Gabriel pointed up at the stars, "and that is where we belong."

　The sky is full of stars and the Milky Way is brilliant.

　What the crow didn't know that day was that within a few days his elf friend would bring the sad news of the Night of Fire.

　Infected by the emotions of the holy angels who protected the world, Crow subconsciously wanted to save his friends.

　He is an angel, an angel who should protect all of this.

　What he didn't know was that he had only left the garden for a few days, but eventually fell because of a glance from God, and when he woke up again, everything had changed.

　What he didn't know was that the trembling little white dove in his arms would become the executioner of the garden in the future.

　deep red.