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Luo Er narrowed his eyes and smiled, walked out when the others were making a mess, turned around and closed the door gently.

He walked forward, a little fast, but very steady.

The shadows of many people passed by him, but in the end, he was the only one left.

Lore looked up, the Angel of Judgment was already waiting for him.

Luke said, "It's time to go back to heaven."

Lore acted as if he hadn't heard it, but instead asked, "Have you heard the voice of God?"

Luke replied, "God is in heaven."

The implication already shows that he did not hear the voice of God.

Luo Er was startled when he heard this.

Sure enough, the last point was also confirmed.

Luoer suddenly bent down and laughed, but there was sadness in his eyes.

He suddenly raised his hand, and the pure white light was like the reappearance of the sanctuary, and it also turned into a huge lightsaber, which was the same as the one in Luke's hand, "The origin, the end, I don't know who will win."

Lore was the first angel created by God, and Luke was the last.

One is the beginning and the other is the end.

They are all favored by the gods, and they already have the same powerful power.

Lu Jia frowned, not because he was jealous, but because he saw that after Lore awakened the lightsaber, his figure became lighter and lighter, so light that he almost assimilated with the light and was about to disappear.

Luo Er didn't care, and even took the lead.

The two swords clashed, and the light curtain enveloped the sky and the earth, spanning thousands of miles of sky.

At the same time, the sun sets, night turns and the stars light up.

The Angel of Judgment who entered the battle state was extremely focused, with nothing in his eyes, six pairs of wings stretched out, and his indifferent and decisive appearance reflected in the sword light, as if even time was about to be frozen together.

Lore looked at it, sighed silently, withdrew his power, and the lightsaber in front of him dissipated inch by inch. He looked calm, calmly waiting for the unstoppable sword of judgment to penetrate his body.

Luke's eyes widened.

Too fast, too fast to think.

The sword light scratched Luo Er's neck. Seeing that it was about to pierce his heart, Lu Jia suddenly shifted the angle, threw the sword, and fell to the ground with open arms holding Luo Er.

"You are looking for your own death!" Lu Jia was so angry that his whole body seemed to be ignited by flames. He looked down at Luo Er under him, wishing to strangle him to death: "God ordered me to take you back, not to kill you!"

There was a mistake in the last part of the plan, and Luo Er was stunned, staring at Lu Jia rather strangely.

It is said that the Angel of Judgment in the fighting state will not be shaken by anything, why even throw the sword?

Luke pressed him: "Speak!"

Luoer kicked him, "It's you who should reflect! Where did the ruthlessness that cut my wings go?"

Luke fell silent when he heard the words, and stared at him firmly.

Luo Er was slightly stunned, only now did he realize that there was nothing in his eyes, Lu Jia's eyes... had light.

Pure white wings fluttered in the wind, and gradually, gradually, a piece of white feather was dyed with the dark color of night.

This is the harbinger of the fall!

Luoer was finally moved, and said coldly: "Judgment Angel, what are you doing?"

"You are the Angel of Light." Lu Jia seemed to be unaware of his changes, calm as before, but he seemed to be ruthless in every word, and the words were full of blood: "You are the light."

For countless years in heaven, he watched the angel of light walk step by step, always looking untouchable and unattainable.

Where the Angel of Light is, there will never be a night.

That should be the cleanest existence in the world.

But suddenly one day, that light left the heaven, fell into the lower world, and was stained with dust.

In fact, there was no need for God's order, the moment Luke fully woke up, he was thinking that he would seize the light and bring it back, at all costs.

He can tear the wings of light, but he cannot make the light disappear.

"You..." Luoer murmured in disbelief, "The light in your eyes is not God, but me?"

One wing, two, three... Gradually turned into pitch black night.

All the emotions in the eyes turned into actions, the black wings wrapped them and blocked everything outside, Lu Jia leaned over and kissed Luoer's lips.

It's cold, it's hot, and I don't know who is infecting whom.

"Stop, Luke, you can't become a fallen angel!" Luo Er's body slowly recovered under the entanglement of his breath, and he blocked it with some urgency.

Luke said, "It's too late."

From the moment Lore wanted to destroy himself, or rather, from the moment his ignorant consciousness saw the Angel of Light for the first time, he went on this road forever.

"...I'm not looking for death!" Forced to do so, Luoer blocked his hand and said quickly in a low voice: "As you said, I am an angel of light, and I was the light source of time when I was born. I just... I want to use your power to turn it into its original form."

"You're lying to me," Lu Jia said after a slight pause, "As long as you think about it, God can do it."

Luoer raised his head, met his eyes, and raised his voice: "There is no god in this world! Lu Jia, after the creation of the world, the gods did not fall into a long sleep, but disappeared. The ones who woke up again were left behind. A divine thought!"

The night stopped spreading.

The silence was frightening.

Luke stared at him, as if he had heard some joke, he was still cold and indifferent, "God will not die."

"God exists because of belief. He will not die, but he will disappear. Believe it or not, this is a fact." Luoer pushed him away, wiped the blood on his cheek, half mocking, "The world is no longer With faith, that divine sense will soon disappear. God has no selfish intentions, but he has them, so he started to worry."

Luke looked at the sky.

Luo Er said: "You don't need to look, even if he can hear it, it doesn't matter, he can't come down, otherwise you will have to hunt me down?"

Lu Jia frowned, remembering the abnormality of the gods since the lower realms, and finally believed, "Then why did you leave heaven?"

If the god is really gone, Lor, who is the head of heaven, should not leave.

Luoer hooked the corner of his mouth this time, "In addition to the divine thoughts, what God left behind is a heart made of a drop of divine blood. As long as it is conceived with holy light and irrigated with the power of faith, the divine thoughts can become true after countless years. But the god has disappeared, and the only remaining holy light and faith can only maintain the operation of heaven. Once used by him, heaven will eventually collapse and the angels will die. So, I stole my heart."

"..."

It is worthy of being the first in heaven, it is really audacious.

Luoer coughed a few times, his figure became transparent again, and he looked weaker, "Unfortunately, the divine mind is the divine mind after all, and more than half of my strength is suppressing the breath of divine blood, and I was still under your judgment." The wound cut off by the sword... can hardly be hidden now."

Seeing him like this, Luke's heart contracted, and he felt a tingling pain.

"Luke, I'm about to disappear..."

Before Luo Er could finish his sentence, Lu Jia had already held his hand, facing his palm, and transmitted the purest power to him, with an extremely firm tone, "I will help you. I will not let you disappear."

"..." Luoer stared at him intently, and then said slowly, "Aren't you afraid that I'll lie to you?"

Lu Jia remained silent, with cold sweat faintly showing on his forehead, which was a state of excessive energy consumption, but he didn't stop, and only withdrew his hand after Luoer's figure was completely frozen, "I believe in you."

"why?"

Most of his strength was consumed, and now Lu Jia became the weak one. He was still silent, but the half-black and half-white wings behind him had already betrayed him.

For so many years, he has only looked at this light, and his gaze has never deviated from it, why else?

Lol said softly: "Is it lust? I can feel that you have lust for me."

Luke became angry when he heard it, and said coldly, "That's all you think?"

Seeing this, Luo Er smiled slightly, leaned over and kissed him, his movements were gentle, as if affection was flowing, "Then... is that so?"

Luke's eyes lit up, and he reached out to hug him.

However, Luoer backed away, got up and walked aside, bent down to pick up the sword of judgment that had been thrown earlier, and raised his hand to brush the lines of light one by one.

Luke was dissatisfied that he was focusing on other things at this time, "Come here."

Luke, who had lost his indifference, began to show his domineering and tough side.

Luo Er really walked back slowly, step by step, as if stepping on Lu Jia's heart.

"I want you by my side, whatever you want to do..."

Luke looked at him, and it was rare for him to whisper what was in his heart, but he stopped abruptly just as he opened his mouth.

The light of the Sword of Judgment streaked across the sky like a shooting star. This sword was as fast as lightning, decisive and fierce, piercing his heart unexpectedly.

Lu Jia kept the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and froze all over.

Luo Er held the hilt of the sword, as if the sword was not stabbed by him, and his expression remained calm, "Don't be surprised, Luke, I have already said that between you and me, it depends on who dies first."

Lu Jia raised his hand to hold the sword, stood up, and regardless of the seriousness of the injury, he wanted to get closer to him, and said coldly, "I don't understand."

"Of course you don't understand, maybe I forgot to tell you," Luoer said, "Actually, two drops of divine blood are a complete heart, and I only got half of it. As for the other half... guess where it is?"

At this point, Lu Jia still couldn't guess, and whispered: "It's on me. But I still don't understand!"

Even if the other half of his heart is on him, but in Shennian and Luoer, he will never hesitate to stand on whose side.Why did Lol do it again?

Lu Jia stared at the other party, trying to see the answer.

"Because..." Luoer whispered in his ear, "I am the divine mind, and the divine mind is me."

Six pairs of wings stretched out from behind, covering the stars without any trace of being cut off. They were so dark that they almost merged with the night, making the angel's face more pure and beautiful.

It doesn't stop halfway through the transformation like Lu Jia.

Luoer's appearance at the moment is clearly a complete fallen angel!

And he just said that he is Divine Sense.

"After Genesis, my god fell into a long sleep, and the angel of light, Lore, led heaven to fight against hell—" Lore said lightly, "God disappeared at that time, and only I was left."

Luke couldn't help feeling cold.

Not to mention anything else, he just suddenly realized one thing.If it is said that after Genesis, it was the time when his consciousness began to wake up and see the Angel of Light. If the God disappeared at that time, and if the Angel of Light is the divine mind left by God, then does Lore know...

"I know," Luoer looked at him, and said quietly, "For countless years in heaven, of course I know that you have been watching me. Otherwise, who do you think made your consciousness clear?"

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that the first thing you saw was me.

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