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

　"I'm a young lady, yes, but I understand human nature better than you...

　"We are all sinners, but unlike you"

　I never try to escape this!

　So, under Salma's dull gaze

　Ophelua stuffed the original sin directly into his chest!

Chapter 667: Jealousy (Part 10) -3k-

　Dark.

　Ophelia floats on the dark water with empty eyes.

　The slender snake wrapped around her neck like a noose, slid to her ear, and whispered:

　"...Ophelia Hann, I never thought you could be so depraved."

　"It will also

　Ophelia looked up at the dark sky, two lines of blood and tears running down her cheeks.

　"I already"

　Alone, falling towards the darkness without hesitation.

　again and again.

　At the Krista School of Magic, she walked alone in the corridor. The admiration and malice surrounding her had nothing to do with her.

　At the graduation ceremony, Mogu'e whispered in her ear:

　"If I were you, I would honestly inherit your father's family business! Instead of portraying myself as a so-called martyr!

　It's as if you really care about the title of goddess.

　The junior and senior schoolmates looked puzzled and bewildered:

　"You can't make money at the Citadel, right? I thought you'd be helping Mr. Stoner."

　In the academic city, it is a cold rainy season.

　"Ophelia, you've crossed the line..." the old priest muttered.

　"I don't approve of your method," she saw Alice shaking her head, "it's just an excuse. What if you are the one who has to be sacrificed?

　Will you still be so unscrupulous?"

　"Ophelia!" Albus roared.

　She had been lost before, too. The barriers of her heart sealed her at the bottom of the world, and everything above her was just sky to her.

　They soar in the sky of understanding, accompanied by friends, family, partners, lovers...

　Ophelia has none of these.

　Her father is a profit-driven devil. Most of her classmates cannot understand her philosophy. Her so-called friends are either

　Either a follower who changes her ways at will, or a fanatic who uses her as a gun.

　She had nothing, and she went through the time of holy war alone and met death.

　The moment she died, she was liberated.

　But before she died, her spirit never stopped being tortured.

　She thought back to the people who gathered around Alice Pucht at her grandfather's funeral.

　why

　Why can they understand each other, and show the world the brilliance of their ideals, even if the means are childish, even if they don't have to do the dirty work?

　Do it

　Why did she do the dirty work alone, she endured everything alone, but no one ever understood her?

　Hey.

　Ophelia knew deeply that she was just a mortal, a fragile mortal.

　She also longs for friendship and understanding.

　She was constantly immersed in this desire, so much so that every time she tried to end her life by atonement.

　Because she knew that with what she did, not many people would really try to understand her.

　There won't be

　"No one will come"

　Ophelia murmured softly, clutching her chest with her hands.

　She could feel the sin surging through her body, threatening to tear her chest apart.

　But even if no one comes, even if desire almost consumes her

　"envy.

　Ophelia chanted softly, and a crimson vortex emerged from the water beneath her, dragging her into the abyss.

　"nn.!

　When she opened her eyes again, Ophelia's pupils were stained crimson, and six broken wings bloomed behind her.

　Broken, so longing for wholeness.

　Jealousy! Salma was obviously panicked when she was born.

　She never thought that Ophelia could actually extract the original sin that she had almost completely integrated, and even instantly

　Just absorb it again.

　"You are also guilty of a heinous crime, poor little Ophelia."

　"Shut up!

　Ophelia growled, stretched out her hand and grasped it, and Salma's distorted face began to collapse.

　The tentacles extending from the darkness also disappeared.

　Ophelia saw through Salma's intentions. With her blood-red eyes, she could see everything.

　The girl waved her hand, and crimson tentacles emerged from behind her—she used jealousy to seize the power of lust and

　Perform a perfect imitation.

　Suddenly, thousands of crimson crimsons collided and exploded in the air. As many tentacles as Salma grew, Ophelia could replicate them exactly.

　The number of samples.

　The light bloomed, like blood flowers blooming on the shroud of the dead.

　Not far away, Cheng Mo lowered his wand as he watched the battle in the sky.

　"Shouldn't we just worry about it?" Aurora looked up.

　"No, she has already made her decision." Xingmo closed her eyes and recalled Ophelia's expression when she pressed Scarlet into her body.

　Original sin! Up to now, almost every sinner has been convicted of original sin by instinct when his spirit is close to the critical point.

　He integrated the practices and degenerated into a devil.

　But Ophelia is different.

　The reason she took the initiative to seize the original sin was to protect it.

　The reason she was able to integrate smoothly was because she knew exactly what her sins were.

　A person who embraces his own sins in order to protect himself, and never gives up his original intention even after becoming a devil.

　"What do you think, Lucifer?"

　Xingmo murmured softly. She knew that Lucifer could hear and see her.

　And among the reflections of the myriad crimson halos, Lucifer was staring blankly at Ophelia.

　She didn't lose control at all.

　Is there such a thing among humans?

　Lucifer recalled her experience of traveling around the world. Once, she was wearing a black and gold robe and met him in a temple deep in the cave.

　A famous priest.

　She debated scriptures with the priest, talked about man's mission on earth, and talked about sin and goodness.

　She said that she had witnessed countless sins while walking in the world.

　But the priest said that sin is not a shackle that imprisons people. People have sins, but they also move forward because of sins, like a person with a flame on his back.

　A seeker will not stop until the moment he burns out.

　Sin is the light that shines when it burns, a lamp that illuminates future generations.

　The priest died on his way to preach: a group of looters robbed his team, and the accompanying paladins defeated them and took

　They took prisoners.

　But the priest decided to forgive them and asked them to recite scriptures and become followers of the goddess.

　After untying the ropes, the thief stabbed the priest with a poison knife hidden in his sleeve. The priest had a high fever for three days and three nights, but eventually died.

　He was able to reach the Holy City alive. Before he died, Lucifer met him.

　"What does it matter? The snake that poisoned you is dead by the sword. Who will be enlightened by his sin?

　Lucifer pulled his hood tighter, his golden eyes fixed indifferently on the priest's withered face.

　The priest didn't say anything, he just kept smiling, a smile as pure as the blue sky.

　"Please always have hope, Miss Saint, always have hope

　hope.

　Lucifer never saw hope again.

　The crimson truth burned out her last glimmer of hope.

　Looking at Ophelia's fighting posture, Lucifer turned around and walked towards the deepest darkness.

　Is there really any hope for the people my mother loves?

　She saw Ophelia's soul close at hand, and the girl had placed her soul before her in exchange for her power.

　With just a flick of her hand, she could take away the girl's soul.

　But she couldn't do it.

　"boom--

　After a wave receded, the wings on Salma's head had withered a lot.

　Ophelia's condition is not much better. She can use jealousy to seize the power of lust, but she can't

　Break through Salma's defenses.

　Salma is in a state of extraordinary out-of-control, and Ophelia cannot match her in terms of strength alone.

　Unless it gets out of control

　Just as a trace of ferocity appeared in Ophelia's eyes, a loud shout came from behind her: "Miss Ophelia, use this!

　Ophelia turned around suddenly and saw Chloe flying towards her playing the wind string, holding a golden dagger in her hand.

　Ophelia knew that dagger, it was Infinity!

　A crimson light flashed in her pupils, quickly circling to infinity.

　A crimson light flickered on Ophelia's hand, quickly printing out infinity.

　A replica is far less powerful than the original.

　however

　That's enough!

　"boom--