The ultimate villain [Western Fantasy]

In the chaotic darkness, Sheila's eyes were blurred, her emotions were mixed and confused, and everything in her mind fell into a disorderly and chaotic place.

He could only feel himself falling...

come down……

fall again...

Seemingly endless...

Then it seemed to arrive at a strange place, the surrounding area was empty, and the white mist seemed to swallow everything.

And the only thing that can be seen is the stairs in front of him, each step is floating in the air without support, the color is as bright as jade, and mysterious patterns are carved on the edge of each step.

Then the faint sound of recitation drifted away in the fog.

Sacred and vicissitudes.

"Whether it's a simple and innocent commoner..."

"Still a vicious and brutal thug..."

"Whether it is a wise and just emperor..."

"Still the tyrant who murdered Ying Ye..."

……

"Whether it is an angel of purity and justice..."

"It's still a vicious and vicious demon..."

"Whether it is a cunning and intelligent human being..."

"Still a lonely and weird vampire..."

"Whether it is a light and elegant elf..."

"It's still a brutal orc..."

……

"Whether it is holy..."

"It's still a crime..."

"No creature in this world can escape the judgment of fate..."

"Fate is the rules, the rules are immortal, and the fate remains the same..."

"The world is turning again..."

"Live and breathe..."

"Eternal and endless..."

Sheila's eyes were blank. On the stairs, there seemed to be something attracting him. He unconsciously walked forward based on his physical instinct.

He stepped on the stairs and moved forward step by step. Every time he walked through a level of stairs, countless images seemed to pass in front of him. The colors were mixed together, and he couldn't see clearly...

Until he climbed the last ladder, he stepped onto the supreme platform, and an image appeared in front of him.

Blood flowed into rivers, and corpses were everywhere.

Countless white bones piled up on the black-red soil, forming a sky-high tower.

The lonely king sat loosely on the White Bone Pagoda, looking at the sky in silence.

The wilderness is empty and there is only one person left.

The face is exquisite and glamorous, with moles on the corners of the eyebrows, and the corners of the eyes are drawn into bewitching arcs, even if you don't smile, you are still charming.

That is, his Tang Yuan.

His heart seemed to be pierced by a sharp knife, the pain hit overwhelmingly, and tears fell down unconsciously.

Because he saw the deep eyes of the lonely king...

deeply……

Desperation and pain.

However, the king's mouth is always upturned, seemingly happy.

His lips opened and closed, as if he was saying something...

Sheila couldn't hear it, and he continued to fall...

again and again...

When he regained consciousness, he was already standing at the entrance of the Garden of Eden, however, the Garden of Eden had disappeared.

It has accompanied its creator into eternal sleep...

Sheila suddenly had a trance like a world away, but the killing angel was a killing angel after all, and his long-term indifference made him quickly come back to his senses.

It's just a... memory.

Sheila quickened her pace of leaving, God said that Tang Yuan was looking for him, and now he suddenly wanted to see him.

When he was about to enter the front of the church, he paused, and he looked at the empty intersection with some doubts.

He seems to have forgotten something...

He thought for a while, but decided to turn around and leave.

Perhaps it is an illusion, some strange situations will occur during space transfer, although the probability is very small, it is not impossible.

When Sheila entered the prayer room in front of the church, she saw Michael standing in front of the cross with his eyes closed and his fingers crossed on his chest.

As if aware of Sheila's arrival, he opened his eyes, looked at Sheila for a long time, and then asked softly, "Father God has left, right?"

Although he asked, his tone was affirmative.

Sheila was silent.

Seeing that Sheila didn't answer, Michael wasn't angry either. He explained, "Father God asked me to bring you here."

"But, that's not his power." Sheila finally spoke, but pointed at the loophole in Michael's language.

"It's not true, it belongs to the world manager." Michael admitted frankly.

He looked at the cross again, his eyes were a little dazed, and then he lowered his head, his eyes half closed, the bright light passed through his eyelashes, and cast a half-circle shadow on his eyelids, making him feel unspeakably sad.

"You are about to fall." Sheila looked at him indifferently, announcing this terrible fact.

"Because I'm guilty." Michael closed his eyes and stopped looking at all this.

"Because of the angels I killed?" Sheila was silent for a moment, then asked.

"No, you are just a pure weapon, there is no right or wrong, but I sent the living beings under your blade to be slaughtered by you, this is my sin."

"However", Michael suddenly looked up at Sheila, then showed a helpless and painful expression, and said lightly: "Even if this is the case, my wings will not be stained black, because..."

"God forbid."

"The god you are talking about is the world manager?" Sheila asked suspiciously.

"You really don't know anything. It's because you stayed in the eggshell for a long time." Michael couldn't help laughing. I haven't seen him for so many years. This killing angel is still so ignorant, just like he was in the Garden of Eden. , nothing seems to have changed.

Everything is in perfect condition.

however……

Everyone knows that this is impossible.The nature of time is cruel after all.

Michael came back to his senses and explained: "There are three gods in the world, one is our Father God, his mission is to create T^T world, and after creation T^T world is the manager of the world, they It is the current god, and the last one is the god of destruction, once he appears, the world will end."

In the end, Michael took a deep look at Sheila, and then whispered like a sigh: "If possible, I hope that the last god will never appear..."

Sheila was silent for a while, and then said softly: "Me too, after all..."

"There are still things in this world that I care about."

Sheila turned to leave.

"and many more……"

Michael frowned, but decided to speak out his guess.

"Also, be careful recently, because the current god seems to be planning something. He seems to be deliberately weakening the strength of heaven and hell, and I can't do anything but save the angels as much as possible."

"And he seems to care about you and the Lord of the Abyss very much. The last time he took you away by force was his order..."

"But, I'm not you." Sheila interrupted Michael, and turned to look at him.

The long silver hair hangs down naturally, and the icy blue eyes are like frozen ice, still icy cold in the sun, which is incompatible with this sacred and bright church, or with this world.

Regardless of good or evil, regardless of camp, all he has left is always killing.

He has always been just a villain.

"You have carried too much, so fate can entangle you to death, and you must follow its trajectory."

"But for me, I carry too little, so I can kill wantonly."

"If this happens again..."

"Then what's the relationship with God Slayer?"

There was no emotion in Sheila's eyes, neither excitement nor fear, as if this was just an ordinary thing that couldn't be more ordinary.

After breaking the second seal, just as God said, there will never be any creature in this world who can defeat him.

After speaking, he turned to leave.

Michael was taken aback, he realized that he still hadn't really known this killing angel before.

He has no idea about the world or creatures at all. His world has always been simple, and everything is equal. If necessary, then kill it.

It's really scary...

Terrible... more like a god than a god...

Michael watched his leaving back, finally sighed, and said softly: "I really hope to go back to the days in Eden."

All angels are together, there is no heaven, no hell, no despair, and no death.

"But, that's just a memory."

Sheila's shallow voice seemed to be lost in the wind.

After Sheila walked out of the church, she saw the black figure on the snow-white bell tower that was incompatible with everything around her.

He sat on it with a loose posture, his long black hair drew graceful arcs in the wind, his always pale and bloodless skin showed an almost transparent texture under the bright sun, and the corners of his mouth were still on the Alice.

It is gorgeous and evil, like a flower soaked in blood and growing.

Only his shadow was reflected in his crimson eyes.

Everything seems to be back to the original encounter, as if it was a lifetime away.

however……

Why did he feel a chill in his back when those red eyes were staring at him closely?

Sheila thought inexplicably.

However, this thought only added fuel to the fire.

Tang Yuan stared fiercely at the angel who started to wander again.

Well, it's fine if you don't follow the agreement and run away willfully. It caused him to come out and look for it for so long, and he did so many bad things. There is a great deal of sympathy for his shyness...

However, he actually started to lose his mind when he saw him!

It's really becoming more and more lawless, and he dared not to take his words seriously, knowing that if he spoils him too much, something will happen. Look, now he will be proud of being spoiled!

Sure enough, he should teach him a lesson and let him know his dignity as an attacker!

So he jumped down from the bell tower, grabbed Sheila by the collar, and asked directly, "Say, what did I say after I left the auction house?"

"..." Sheila was overwhelmed by this domineering posture, unable to recover for a moment.

"You heartless man! Have you completely forgotten about me in just a few days?!"

The corners of Tang Yuan's eyes were slightly red, and the eye frames filled with tears instantly. He stared at Sheila fiercely, tears were about to fall, and his mood became more and more distorted.

If you can't get it, then eat it...

Then eat it together with the skin, mixed with the flesh and blood, eat it clean, and don't leave anything to others, so he won't be as stupid as Les...

Out of the foresight of the danger, Sheila immediately came back to her senses and said the answer accurately: "Don't leave you..."

As he spoke, his voice became softer, and Sheila suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.

Tang Yuan's mood eased a little, then he still glared at him angrily, dragged him away, and decided to go back to the abyss first and then settle accounts with him, after all, family ugliness should not be publicized.

On the other hand, Lucifer and Michael, who watched the whole process of showing their affection with their own eyes, were a little bit collapsed.

How can there be such an upright and aboveboard couple who are not afraid of being burned to death, they decided to set fire!

The leaders of the two hostile forces looked at each other with a sense of sympathy.

However, in the next second Lucifer came back to his senses and said proudly: "What are you looking at, I still have mammon!"

Michael: "..."

The author has something to say: The plot has come to an end for the time being. Sheila and Datangyuan met again, and they can finally show their affection. The next day will be sweet and sweet, and you will be single~(≧▽≦)/~

Small Theater——On the Causes of Blind Dates in Heaven

Michael (returning to heaven, looking at the surrounding angels): ...

Gabriel: My lord, what's the matter with you?

Michael (with a long sigh): Arrange a blind date tomorrow

Gabriel (didn't react for a while): What?

Michael: There are too many singles in heaven, go on a blind date

Gabriel: ...Master Michael's style of painting today must be wrong