156, Judgment Day
Zongjiu felt like he was dreaming, half asleep and half awake.
After waking up from that long memory, he could clearly feel himself being picked up by someone and slowly moved to the stairs.
A nun who was cleaning put down the holy bottle in her hand in surprise: "Your Majesty, do you need my help?"
"unnecessary."
The little devil said lightly.
He held the white-haired young man in his arms with great effort, as if he were possessing his own treasure, not allowing others to touch him at all, and walked forward step by step.
On the fourth floor, the little devil threw away the bishop's scepter and crawled for almost half an hour before he successfully carried the magician to the top floor room.
He carefully placed the person on the bed, lit the candlestick, and let the dancing candlelight illuminate the young man's beautiful face.
After quietly covering the man with a quilt, the little devil propped himself up on the edge of the bed, staring unblinkingly at the sleeping white-haired young man with his dark brown eyes.
He kept looking at this posture for a long time, and the burning candle gradually became shorter, until it was only a short length, and finally turned into wax oil and dispersed in the candlestick, gradually annihilating.
The light dimmed.
The tapestry blocked the light from outside, and the room fell into darkness again.
This color was torture to him when he was six years old, but to him after he was six years old, it was his origin.
Zong Jiu still maintained his lying posture, unable to speak, but he could feel the movement around him.
The little devil leaned closer to the white-haired young man, hugged the rabbit doll tightly in his hands, and murmured to himself.
"My brother is so similar to him. No wonder the prophecy says that you are natural enemies. I'm afraid that only my brother in this world can understand him."
"Actually, I know...my brother doesn't want to kill me that much, either as an adult or as I am now."
He said in a low voice, "Although I showed that memory to my brother rashly, as an adult I shouldn't be angry... maybe I will feel more happy?"
"After all, how could he bear to kill his brother? Although this kind of emotion is attached with malicious distortion, for us, not wanting to kill is already a great love."
Speaking of this, the little devil suddenly laughed twice, "In fact, my brother also knows that I am not number one at all."
The malice poured into the whole world has long destroyed the number one as a container from the inside out, just like a huge wave destroying a lonely drifting boat, lifting it high into the air, destroying the unformed personality of a six-year-old child to pieces.
What good thing can be born from the malice of hundreds of millions of people after a hundred years of gathering.
Rather than saying that the current No. 1 is the original number one, it is better to say that he is a monster born from evil thoughts.
Except for the same appearance, they are not even the same person.
"So, even if I was suppressed until I was six years old, I was completely different from No. 1."
The little devil tilted his head, "At the moment of sacrifice, I was rotten from the bones, and I can't even be considered a human being."
The furry head rubbed against the magician's hand, rubbing it with affection.
The cool snow-toned pinewood smell on the person on the bed made the little devil feel at ease even in the darkness.
"You know it, but you are still so good to me, brother is so good."
......
Then there was a long darkness.
Zong Jiu's mind also became more and more clear from the original half-sleep and half-awake, but he still couldn't open his eyes.
The dim sky slowly emerged from the darkness, and the earth began to illuminate from the chaos.
The magician's slender fingertips moved slightly.
He opened his eyes, and his light-colored eyes were full of clarity.
A night passed.
When the light of day falls to the earth, the trial is about to begin.
A distant hymn sounded in the air, a kind of music that transcends the spiritual level of human life was played at the top of the sky.
Someone took a paintbrush and dipped it in paint, painting the whole world with a layer of holy platinum.
Flowers bloomed, birds sang, and no trace of darkness could escape.
Everything came alive.
The trial began.
Before Zong Jiu realized this, his body flipped out of the bed before his consciousness, picked up the khaki windbreaker jacket placed aside, opened the door and rushed out.
The other trainees stood at the door of the cathedral early, some of them were shackled on their hands and feet, and some were not.
But in short, the trainees were relieved when they saw the white-haired young man.
"Brother Jiu, you're finally here. You've been missing for a day!"
"Brother Jiu, where were you before? We looked for you all night and didn't see you. We were all going crazy!"
"The captain is finally back."
......
Not only the trainees, but also the live studio finally calmed down.
[Okay, okay, where's the gambler who said that the magician would definitely die if he disappeared for a day? Come over and pay your grandfather.]
[Finally he's back. The magician has been missing for a day. If it were someone else, it would have been a death notice.]
[I told you, he's the biggest winner in the Colorful Amusement Park. He has S-level props in his hands. How could he give up so easily?]
[That's right, we've been on tenterhooks for a day. Hahahahahahaha, the magician is going to take us out of the infinite loop. How could he just die in the previous copy?]
[The sister upstairs is obviously an old fan. Good guy, only old fans remember this joke these days. Oli Ge! ]
Zong Jiu hurriedly nodded to them: "What's the situation now?"
The situation was urgent, and he didn't have time to explain that he had not encountered any danger before, but received a memory from the little devil, and then slept soundly on the bed for a day and a night, and woke up directly on Judgment Day.
Anthony was the first to react, "Not good."
Fortunately, he has followed Fan Zhuo for a long time. Although he sometimes acts on impulse, he is also excellent in all aspects, otherwise he would not be able to be the second in command of the Night Clan. This is also the intention of No. 2 to transfer Anthony to Zong Jiu's team. If he can take care of him, he should take care of him.
"Just now, the Pope took all the nuns out of the cathedral and walked to the court of trial. But I don't know why the Pope was wearing chains and shackles."
This is also the most puzzling thing for the trainees.
The Judgment Day has not yet been completely kicked off, but at the moment when the holy light appeared in the sky, all the trainees who still had black lines on their arms had dark black shackles on their wrists, symbolizing their sinful status.
For example, Anthony had iron chains on his handcuffs, leg cuffs and neck. As long as he had the idea of breaking free, the places close to his skin would begin to emit scorching heat and sizzle.
He had long known from the townspeople that he would probably not survive the Judgment Day because his identity as a vampire was not accepted by heaven, and now he had only verified his own thoughts.
But the Pope was different.
The Pope was clearly a "naturally holy person", how could he be shackled like a sinner?
Hearing this, Zong Jiu's eyebrows were tightly knitted.
After saying "I'll go and see", he rushed to the square in the center of the town without stopping.
The other trainees looked at his back, looked at each other, and also took steps to follow him.
By the time Zong Jiu ran to the square, the courtroom had finally been built.
A huge, brilliant judgment platform slowly took shape in the sky. Above, the light covered everything. One glance at it would burn your eyes, and people would no longer dare to look directly at the gods.
Thousands of angels made of pure light elements floated beside the courtroom, with white wings flapping behind them. No words could describe their holiness and beauty.
They floated under the court in tacit agreement, not to surpass the majesty of God.
Things beyond dimensions are like this, unobservable and incomprehensible.
"The trial is about to begin."
The leading angel announced in a calm and detached tone, "First, let's start with the sinners."
The next second, a meteor streaked across the sky, and the cross with a cold luster pierced deeply into the earth, raising a cloud of dust.
The pope's scarlet cloak was nailed to the ground by the cross. The little devil had his eyes closed, his limbs were bleeding, and he was holding a rabbit doll in his arms, his life or death unknown.
The townspeople shouted in disbelief, "How is this possible? Your Majesty has always been a holy person, how could he be guilty!"
"Your Majesty has forgiven our sins, which is a great favor, why would you bear the sin yourself?"
The angel said indifferently: "His sin comes from himself, and it has nothing to do with what you think. He deserves to be judged and fall into the nine levels of hell. It is not too much to be cut into pieces."
Everyone was in an uproar.
The angel stopped explaining. Crosses fell from the sky again, nailing the sinners into the earth.
At the execution after the trial, the good people went to heaven. These sinners nailed to the ground with heavy chains on their hands and feet could not struggle and finally fell into the cracks in the earth, swallowed by the lava, and fell into hell.
The white-haired young man stood there watching this scene, but an old and kind voice came from behind him.
"You still choose to return to the earth, child."
Zong Jiu did not turn his head, "Do you know my choice?"
"Standing here means that you have made a choice."
The old nun in a black headscarf shook her head, "I know you won't come to see me, so I came."
Zong Jiu sighed, "What do you think the prophecy is?"
"That's how prophecy is. No matter what choice you make, it will only be in line with its development in the end."
Yes, no matter what choice he makes, it will only suit his development in the end.
Just like what Zong Jiu saw.
The original devil is actually the appointed savior.
Because of human greed and malice, they eventually degenerated into the Great Demon King.
The original Zongjiu had no emotions, liked to seek excitement, and was not bound by anything. Instead, he was more like a big devil in the traditional sense.
Without the twisted jewel of the devil, even Zhuge An would not be able to connect him with the savior.
But the old nun guided him and asked him to put a chain on himself. Then turn back to the right path.
A prophecy is a prophecy, and no matter how it changes, it will still adapt.
"Avoidance" and "knowledge" have long been included in the scope of prophecy.
Just like in ancient Greek mythology, Cronus overthrew the rule of his father Ouranos and became a new generation of god-kings.
Uranus cursed that Cronus would suffer the same fate as him, being overthrown and usurped by his own son.
So Cronus swallowed all the children into his belly when they were born. Only the youngest son Zeus escaped all this. Sure enough, when he grew up, Zeus overthrew the rule of Cronus, followed the prophecy, and became the third generation of god kings.
If there hadn't been the intervention of those survivors, if there hadn't been the old nun. Perhaps today's great devil will become the savior, and the savior will be the great devil instead.
Unfortunately, it only stops at "maybe".
It's this possibility that is really... infuriating.
"Thank you. Although I know in my heart that you are not her, your presence always makes me feel at ease."
“Whatever you want to do, just do it.”
The old nun smiled, "Guiding the lost, this is the greatest meaning of my existence."
This copy called "Judgment Day" is so realistic that everything is indistinguishable from reality.
For example, it was now clear to her that the white-haired magician would not stop for anyone.
"So kid, what are you going to do now?"
The white-haired magician took off his windbreaker and threw it into the wind, revealing a neat white shirt and trousers on his back.
He silently raised his hand, held his earring, and showed the card between his other fingers.
The cold physical sword slipped into the magician's hand and quickly turned into a crowbar.
In the wind, he dropped a fleeting sentence.
"Go save people."
The author has something to say: Tell me something.
The big devil and the little devil basically belong to two individuals in my setting. The infinite loop also needs to add the time in the instance. Whether it is calculated according to normal time or according to two different personalities, the age of the devil cannot be unspecified. adult. Including the plot line where I wrote the little devil, I also avoided developing in this direction. It is obvious to everyone, so please stop using words like "underage" and "pedophile" as jokes in the comment area. Such comments will give I cause a lot of trouble and distress. Please understand, thank you all! !
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