The crying stopped abruptly, and the angel of judgment's shattered eyeballs trembled as it looked at Cecilia.
And she, too, looked back and spoke again:
You did everything a soldier should do.
"You have not betrayed the Holy Light."
Kneeling on one knee beside the angel of judgment, she placed her hand on his brow and whispered:
"It was the Holy Light that betrayed you."
The power of light flowed into the Angel of Judgment's body, and his limbs began to recover rapidly.
Wave.
Snap.
However, the newly formed limbs shattered shortly after they appeared, and no amount of strength could reverse the trend of shattering.
He was like a broken piece of porcelain that could never be repaired, constantly being repaired and then broken again.
His eyes regained their clarity, and the Angel of Judgment, with his only remaining right hand, grasped Cecilia's wrist, and asked with difficulty:
"Lord... betrayed me?"
The news he heard was so shocking that he couldn't even feel anger.
Only fear.
Fear of this news.
Did the Holy Light betray me?
What are you saying?!?
Do you even know what you're saying?!
Because he used too much force with his fingers, his palms even cracked and made cracking sounds.
Instead of pulling her arm away, Cecilia soothed him in a gentle voice:
"You fought to the very last moment, and I am proud of you."
Card!
More and more broken marks appeared on her body. The angel of judgment looked at Cecilia with longing, hoping for an answer.
"...Is it true?"
Finally, sensing his shattering soul, Cecilia remained silent before uttering that cruel answer.
"...She betrayed our expectations."
Kacha!!!
The halo above its head shattered completely, and the body of the Judgment Angel was extensively damaged.
winter.
The hand that had been holding Cecilia fell limp, and the angel of judgment stared blankly at the ceiling, muttering unintelligible words.
"...Did the Lord betray us?"
"Then what is the meaning of our perseverance?"
Stimulated by Ning Feng, his unwavering will, which even the passage of time could not diminish, shattered completely the moment he received the answer.
Have we been betrayed by the Lord?
What is the point of our beliefs that we are willing to fall into depravity to uphold?
The disappearance of the light in his eyes signified the rapid extinguishing of the flame in his soul.
Cecilia stopped trying to stop them, and simply watched silently as the angel of judgment met his end.
This was a foregone conclusion the moment she opened her mouth to answer.
"…………"
Ning Feng remained silent, wanting to say something but unsure how to begin.
He knew nothing about what they were grieving over or what they had gone through.
But seeing this scene made him feel uneasy.
More than seeing death, Ning Feng was most afraid of seeing such a scene.
Losing faith means losing the beliefs that have long sustained us.
A soldier, like a walking corpse.
Soldiers should not die in such a humiliating way.
So he spoke.
He said it rashly, knowing full well that it would be meaningless:
"Soldier, what is your duty?"
The angel of judgment did not react, but Cecilia moved slightly, as if she wanted to turn around and stop him.
"What truth do you firmly believe in and uphold?"
Have you ever betrayed your beliefs?
Ning Feng approached the two step by step, questioning them and trying to elicit a response.
"Do you truly believe in your Lord, or in your own beliefs?"
Ning Feng didn't care which deity it was, as he didn't know.
"Were you born to uphold the truth, or did you exist to be her slave?"
Finally, Ning Feng angrily rebuked the angel of judgment who had finally reacted.
Without a final burst of energy or a moment of clarity, the Angel of Judgment merely turned its head with difficulty to look at Ning Feng.
They seemed curious about what kind of person would do such a thing at this time, and utter such outrageous words.
It's also like wanting to remember his appearance.
Without dodging, Ning Feng looked back at the angel who resembled a ferocious monster and said softly:
"If you've never betrayed these things."
The demon, skilled at manipulating hearts, now faced the dying angel and, without any rhetoric, solemnly pronounced judgment:
"You have not fallen."
"You still maintain the purity of your soul."
"You are innocent."
Kakaka...
The sound of shattering reached its peak at this moment; the Judgment Angel's body was completely shattered, with only half of its head remaining.
A lifeless gaze swept over Ning Feng and Cecilia, finally settling on Ning Feng's face.
"I don't……"
His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something one last time, but he lost all life before he could finish speaking.
He has passed away completely.
Seeing this, Ning Feng's expression turned slightly gloomy, but he didn't feel much sadness.
Miracles may happen in this world, but they don't happen all the time.
Although it may seem meaningless, Ning Feng has done what he could.
Gently cradling the angel's dissipating head, Cecilia lowered her head and whispered in his ear:
"You have not fallen."
"Now, it's time to rest."
Floating into the air, a warm light shone in her palm, causing the shattered fragments of the angel of judgment to dissipate in the light.
"May your faith endure forever in the Holy Light."
Ning Feng didn't know the significance of this action.
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