Ark, they don't revolve around you

So the devil made a bet with God and questioned his loyalty to God.

God tacitly allowed the devil to use all kinds of means to torture Job, so Job's property disappeared, his servants fled, and Job's family, including his wife and children, died one by one.

As a result, he had nothing left, and in the end he sat in the air, his body covered with rotten pus and ulcers, becoming foul-smelling...

Only then did Job burst out with the most vicious curse, directed toward the gods, toward the heavens and the earth, and toward everything!

The Archangel would never have thought that he would actually utter similar resentment:

"May that day be dark. May God not seek it from above. May no light shine upon it."

"Let darkness and the shadow of death claim that day. Let thick clouds dwell upon it. Let an eclipse of the sun overwhelm it."

"The Lord in his anger has torn me, he has persecuted me, he has gnashed his teeth at me; my enemies have looked on me with anger."

“God delivered me up to the ungodly and cast me into the hands of the wicked.”

"...Ha." A sneer came from the side.

The Archangel raised his head and looked at the figure, who was dressed in black and shrouded in darkness, with a playful look on his face, just like the evil spirit recorded in the scriptures.

"Even at this time, you are still thinking about your holy scriptures, Aneng?"

"—"

"You'd better not stare at me like that. After all, I saved your life." Zhuang Ning raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you know how long you slept?"

"do not know."

"It's been a whole week." Zhuang Ning said calmly, "It's been very hard for me to move you around this week."

"Why do you have to take me with you? Why not just leave me aside?" The Archangel looked gloomy.

The child suffered such a great blow that he obviously lost his confidence in life.

Zhuang Ning didn't mind, and didn't intend to drink poisonous chicken soup, so he asked casually:

“How can I see the body and feel it?”

"It's very bad. It's very painful."

"Without the law, you won't be able to use your own Guardian Gun, and that won't be any better."

This sentence hit the Archangel hard again. The Guardian Gun was of great significance to a Sakota, and Mostima carried it with him most of the time after many days.

"It's you!" The eyes of the Archangel were full of anger, "It's all because of you!"

"Because of me? I can understand your anger, but it's best not to implicate innocent people." Zhuang Ning chuckled.

Seeing his happy look, the Angel of Power became angry and asked: "Why are you laughing?"

"Thinking of something happy?"

"You're just laughing at me!"

"A little bit, right? You're really unlucky." Zhuang Ning's expression turned dignified, his eyes were stained with gold, and he looked as majestic as a god. "But is this really a completely bad thing? Not necessarily. At least you have gained your freedom and seen the truth."

"the truth?"

"The law is not a god, but a machine." Zhuang Ning said coldly, "The Sakota are not a superior race. They are just lucky enough to come into contact with the law."

"Just one thought and you will all become cannon fodder. It is me who frees you from the destined destruction." His fingertips touched the trembling Archangel. This cheerful and lovely girl trembled all over as if she had been electrocuted and was almost crazy.

"You are the same as the law. Even if you were resurrected, I would still have my own ideas!"

"There is no such thing as love without reason. I resurrected you and buried my blood in you."

"Blood?"

"A trivial experiment by which I can control you, like this."

The Archangel's eyes widened in horror and his hands rose uncontrollably.

She was being manipulated like a puppet and could only watch helplessly as she uttered words that did not belong to her.

"I am willing to serve you."

The moment I said it, a wave of disgust rushed into my heart.

But Zhuang Ning immediately snapped his fingers and canceled the order.

Exiah suddenly regained control of her body, and the Doctor became even more terrifying in her eyes.

"You are actually of no use to me." Zhuang Ning said seriously, "I won't control you just because I'm bored. You are free, but now you can't go back to Rutland."

"You're just going to let me go?"

"Just consider it as my reward to you. In fact, your greatest value lies in the fact that you were once the carrier of the Law God's descent." Zhuang Ning smiled, "But you have made enough contributions, so I won't force you."

"Like I said before, it doesn't matter where you go."

"But I'm a fallen angel, why would anyone want me like this?"

"Who knows? Mostima has fallen from grace, and is still living a carefree life. I can have someone give you a fake identity and let you go to another city, to Xiosta, Columbia, Victoria, or even Yan."

"Or, if you want to go back to Penguin Logistics, that's fine too. I'll feel at ease that way."

The Angel's mouth opens and closes.

She looked at Zhuang Ning and burst into tears: "Why are you so nice to me?"

"good?"

The Angel of Power heard the sneer again, and Zhuang Ning looked at him coldly, "Didn't you complain before that it was all my fault?"

"That was just something I said in anger, you know..." The Angel closed her eyes and let the warmth in the corners of her eyes spread.

The red-haired angel raised her lips again and smiled slowly, just like she used to be: "If I hadn't left Rutland, nothing would have happened."

"This is my own choice. Now that things have come to this, there is no way I can go back to my normal days."

The Angel of Power walked in gently, with an unchanged smile on his face, "Instead, you have been saving me all the time, no matter what you think."

"——" Zhuang Ning responded coldly, thinking that Angel's lie was really ridiculous. She just didn't know where to go because of fear.

"I will still follow you." The Archangel took a deep breath. "Whether you want to go find the law, I will go too. I want to see our God with my own eyes and see how He treats us, His... weapons."

"Do you know what I'm going to do next?" Zhuang Ning asked.

The surging murderous intent almost made the Archangel bow his head and kneel.

But there was no resistance in the eyes of the Angel, he looked up at Zhuang Ning silently and devoutly.

"I know."

"Knowing that you were going to destroy Lateran, I decided to join you."

"From now on, I swear by this gun, righteous man, I will protect your life until the end of all things."

Zhuang Ning's eyes flashed with pity: "How ridiculous! Can I be considered a righteous person?"

"Then I'd better call you boss." Archangel tightly grasped the guardian gun that could no longer be used.

Outside the window, the sun is shining brightly. It is a new day.

……

……

Kazdale, a small town at the foot of the mountain.

The beautifully haired and dignified Sakota girl fiddled with the gun in her hand, carefully checking every part like a veteran warrior.

"Lemuian."

She heard someone calling her name, looked up, and saw her companions with solemn faces: "Fia, what's wrong?"

"You are afraid."

"Yeah, a little bit?" Lemiaoan forced a smile. "Ale once mentioned the doctor to me in a letter. I also wanted to meet him, but I didn't expect that he would become the Demon King."

"No one could have imagined it." Fiammetta bit his lip with his upper teeth.

They were not familiar with the Doctor, they just knew there was such a person, but that did not mean they were at peace.

After the wanted order was issued, the Lateran began to organize the capture of the Doctor. Upon hearing the news, all of the Pope's best musketeers came out, and Remiano and Fiammetta were also mobilized.

They are not the main force, but they have their own mission, which is to hide their identities and lurk in the dark.

Remiaoan was once the best person in his class. He left many legends before graduation. After graduation, he entered the Pope's Chamber, and was truly a rare talent.

Fiammetta is the adopted daughter of the Papal Knights and is very likely to take over the Papal Knights as a non-Saccotta.

As former members of a team, they should have worked well together, but it was undeniable that both of them were very conflicted inside.

"War——"

"It is not certain that there will be a war. Perhaps the Holy See is just worrying too much."

"The law is never wrong. The only way to stop the war is to capture or execute the demon king."

Lemiaoan lowered his head and smiled, "The cavalry has already been dispatched, so we are of no concern."

Fiammetta nodded reluctantly.

If possible, she didn't want Mostima to cry too sadly.

"Lemiaoan, you are worried about your sister."

"How can I not be worried? But this is a mission, and I will not mix my personal emotions with the mission."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

Fiammetta carefully opened a small hole and put his hand on the trigger of the gun.

They had not forgotten that they were still deep in the enemy's territory, in a trading town on the border of Kazdel.

There was no one outside the door, only a letter with a unique wax on it.

"This is?"

"It's the Pope's letter. He doesn't trust encrypted communications, so he chose this method." Fiammetta opened the letter, his hands trembling. "The doctor will arrive here tomorrow and act according to the plan."

There was no fluctuation on Remian's beautiful face, and she nodded slightly.

"The Pope said that our mission is to delay him and give the Papal Knights a chance to act." Fiammetta hesitated, "Can you do it?"

"You're worried about my leg. It's okay. I've had that injury for a few years." Lemiaoan said as if to encourage himself.

Unlike Angel, she is gentle in her daily life, but she will not change her decision once she makes it.

This is why he chose to attack Andorn first when she betrayed him.

They agreed on a plan and spent a sleepless night.

On the second day, the action began.

Through the high-powered environment, Lemiaoan quickly discovered Zhuang Ning.

He swaggered down the street, not hiding his whereabouts at all.

Remiaoan felt a chill in his heart.

A full week had passed since the wanted order was issued, and during this week, the Pope should have sent other teams.

There was no way the doctor was unaware that someone was going to attack him, yet he still planned to cross the border town and head south through the wilderness without fear.

Did he mean to go straight to Rutland?

Remiaoan breathed, telling herself to stay calm, she had hunted many enemies before, but this time they were stronger.

Moreover, the operation cannot be relied upon from them, but on the musketeers, an army that even the Ursus people are afraid of, and it is Remion's greatest confidence.

But the girl's hand still trembled, and she saw a familiar figure through the high-powered telescope.

There was a vibration in my ear: "Lemiaoan, that's——"

"My sister." Lemiaoan closed her eyes. "She was captured. Not only that, but also the notorious wanted criminal, Arturo."

Few people knew that Arturo was a saint, but Archangel Angelica was different, he was a citizen of the Lateran.

"Lemiaoan, can we really continue the mission?"

"Fia, of course I can." There was a hint of chill and hostility in her voice. "He is our enemy. We must eliminate him."

A low sigh of helplessness sounded: "It's up to you, they will soon enter the alley, I have placed a bomb, when the time comes, you try your best to shoot and block their retreat, I will go and rescue your sister."

Lemiaoan smiled slightly: "I'll leave it to you."