Chapter 656 The Kingdom of Heaven Is Coming

Good News Kingdom.

The looming kingdom that originally floated above the royal capital began to shift, breaking away from the bunches of invisible ritual lights on the earth, as if breaking away from a huge net, and then headed towards the distance.

The passage from the entire Jiayin Kingdom to that country also began to slowly settle, but it was not completely closed. Instead, all the spirits were pulled in another direction and sealed.

With the transfer of the country, such a big movement cannot be concealed.

The winged men under the sky all raised their heads, and some were flying high, praying under the sun and clouds to the country high above the sea of ​​clouds.

"The kingdom of heaven has emerged from the sea of ​​clouds!" People looked at the kingdom emerging from the sea of ​​clouds. The golden sun shone on the top of the mountain, and a long staircase could be faintly seen.

"Have you heard the bells coming from the bright kingdom of heaven!" Someone listened carefully and faintly heard the bells coming from the sea of ​​clouds.

"We respectfully send you off and look forward to your coming again." Everyone understands what this means. The Kingdom of Heaven is leaving here.

"Great King of Angels, please..." Everyone was a little reluctant to give up, but it is well known that the Kingdom of Heaven will not stay in one place forever.

There are already many kingdoms in the sky, but this one obviously belongs to the Yiren and Sky Angels. The holy mountain of light that once stood on the earth is now the kingdom in the sky.

Therefore, in Yi Ren's mouth, it is also called the Kingdom of Light.

Lomir had ordered the transfer of this Holy Mountain of Light before, and now it has finally completed the transfer.

It leaves the Kingdom of Good News and heads towards the Kingdom of Silence.

The next transformation begins, and perhaps the last transformation.

At this moment.

Nine-winged sky envoy Lomir came to the foot of the Holy Mountain of Light. He could see that there was a spring pool-like building here at some point. It was as vast as a small lake, with powerful power and holy light surging inside. .

And every time the Holy Mountain of Light shifts and transforms, there will be changes here.

Lomir stood next to the spring pool, staring at the scenery in the water, and seemed to be able to see a large number of restless spirits and consciousness.

He leaned down and reached into the water.

For a moment.

The entire spring pool was boiling, and there seemed to be countless shadows at the bottom of the spring water trying to rush out, grabbing Lomir's hand with great anticipation and desire.

I want to penetrate the underwater world and come to this world.

Lomir spoke, telling the decaying spirits in the water who had exhausted their spirituality.

"The contract with the kingdom of heaven is about to be completed. When the time comes, you will wake up and complete the transformation of angels."

"However, I really want to restore everything I once had, and I want to truly be with God and walk with God."

Lomir looked into the distance, as if he was also expecting something.

"We can only wait for Master Duma to lead us there together."

After the words fell, the entire spring pool slowly calmed down.

Lomir turned and left, returning to the temple.

recent.

Many, many things happened in the Land of Light, and each one of them was worrying Lomir.

Every day, various forces and organizations are pouring into the Land of Light, and unprecedented things are happening everywhere.

There are shadows of myths, gods, and various famous power organizations everywhere. It seems that they are trying to carve up the entire land of light, and there are already many small countries and small forces with winged people who have begun to secretly move over there.

In the chaos, many countries of the Winged People requested the Holy Mountain of Light to take action, but Lomir mostly sent some people to take a look, but never went down the mountain.

At this time, he knew the more he had to stay calm and the more he couldn't move.

Now, there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him outside.

Just waiting for him to show his flaws.

And this is something that every person who becomes a god needs to face.

But these are not problems. As long as he can successfully enter the myth, all problems will be solved.

In the temple, he asked another eight-winged angel.

"How about it?"

"What's the situation over there in Tugezman?"

The other party replied: "The forces of the King of Hell are very active there. It seems that they are starting to prepare in advance for opening the star gate. In addition, believers of other gods have also begun to enter there to take a stand. The situation there now It’s too chaotic and I don’t think it’s appropriate to get too involved right now.”

After all, Tugezman is too far away, and it is not the core area of ​​the Holy Mountain of Light or a necessary area for the plan. It was already the limit to send an apostle there.

Now that an apostle is stuck there, and the critical moment is approaching, it is really not appropriate to interfere too much in the affairs there.

At least not at this time.

Lomir asked about one of the areas at the core of the God-Being Project, which was also the place they were going to next: "Has anything been checked out in the Kingdom of Silence?"

Lomir asked extremely seriously, because he had already planned to become a god in the Kingdom of Silence.

The other party said: "No major problems have occurred so far, everything is going smoothly."

Lomire then asked: "There is no big situation, what about the small situation?"

The other party said: "There are shadows of demons in many places. We have caught a few, but there are probably more that have not been discovered."

After hearing the news, Lomire felt relieved.

The biggest fear is not that there will be bad news, but that there will be no news at all.

"Where's the Kingdom of Heaven Contract?" Lomir's voice became much softer when he talked about this.

"We have investigated over there, and we haven't seen any problems so far. The contract with the kingdom of heaven is intact." The eight-winged sky angel came closer to the statue before answering.

"Where are all the divine servants there and the families of powerful people who have signed contracts with the Kingdom of Heaven?" Lomir then asked.

"We have checked, and there should be no demons inside, nor is it contaminated by other known corrupted forces." The Eight-winged Sky Angel said.

At present, it seems that the one who is most impatient and eager to take action is the King of Lust. It seems that she doesn't even cover up, and clearly tells everyone that she is going to attack Lomir, the god who has become a god.

But it can't be concealed, everyone understands what the King of the Abyss' path to becoming a god is.

Speaking of the King of Lust, Angel Lomir and Angel of Eight Wings both looked bad.

after all.

This was once the oldest king of the Sky Angels and Winged People, and was also the mother of Duma, the current King of Angels.

"King of Lust Meld, it seems she still has an obsession with the Winged Man."

Lomir was already prepared. If it was just Meld, it would be impossible to do anything to him.

The kingdom of heaven slowly shifted and gradually disappeared into the distance.

As soon as the Kingdom of Light left, a figure came outside the capital of the Good News Kingdom. This was a female demon, but at this moment, her body was filled with a powerful aura of the original sin of lust.

The female demon followed each temple, looking for the core key to this huge ritual.

This ceremony is very magical.

So huge and obvious, so powerful and so complex.

Logically speaking, it should be easy to find its flaws.

But because it is so obvious, so large and complex, it seems that every place may be its key core, and the location of its core cannot be found.

And if you can't find the core, even if you destroy any other place, it won't help.

The person who set up this ritual had an extremely good understanding of the power of the ritual, and had already been prepared to prevent others from destroying the ritual formation.

"None of them are here."

"Where is it?"

"Where is it?"

If she couldn't find a flaw in the ritual, she would directly find the source of the opponent from another level.

She just learned a secret.

This huge ritual formation not only consumed unimaginable resources, materials, manpower and material resources, but the core key was most likely the King of Angels, Duma himself.

The demon kept wandering around, and finally came to an ancient small prayer hall outside the city.

The demon raised his head and finally made sure.

"It turns out that you really use yourself as the cornerstone of the ritual to make others a myth."

"Just a slave."

"Is it worth everything you did for him?"

In Meld's eyes, all sky angels are slaves of their family.

And Wing Man.

Those are just consumables, not even slaves.

Meld seemed very angry, thinking that Duma was cheating on him: "You are the child of the West Asian god."

Meld walked towards the ancient prayer hall, his cold voice filled with a trace of expectation.

"The magic left by God has been turned into the Holy Trinity by you."

"Duma!"

"Is the cornerstone of your stay here wisdom, memory, or desire personality?"

Meld entered the prayer hall and saw a statue of the King of Angels in fighting form. Unfortunately, it was just a statue.

When he stepped into it, the statue seemed to come alive and turned to look at Meld.

Meld observed that this statue did not even have the power of the fourth level. It only had a core shell. Its power was contained in the ritual at its feet and dispersed throughout the vast Kingdom of Good News.

She couldn't help but laugh.

"It's the wisdom part."

"The Trinity was separated and used all its strength to maintain this ritual to make a slave a god."

"Duma, what strength do you still have to fight me?"

The slightly stiff angel statue in fighting form jumped down and faced Meld. Black mud surged under Meld's feet, overwhelmingly rushing toward him, covering the entire prayer hall.

——

The Kingdom of Silence.

Among the steeple buildings left by the Nite family.

Nite has become busier recently. He travels around the world every day and goes to farther and farther places.

The surrounding rituals have been invisibly eroded and transformed by his power, transforming into another ritual.

have to say.

The power of Nite's mother's jealous eyes was very special and played a great role.

Being able to temporarily control others consciously without using power to contaminate others makes it more difficult for others to discover.

In terms of concealment, the demon is even more special than the King of Lust.

certainly.

It could also be a reason that has never appeared before.

Nite returned from a distant place. As soon as he came back, he opened the window and stood on the tower looking into the distance.

The wind was so strong that he needed to secure the windows.

But the snow drifted into the house with the wind.

Nite looked for a long time, but still didn't see the figure he wanted to see.

The weather has been getting colder and colder recently, and it has completely entered the depths of winter. After the last time I met the messenger lady, she never came again.

Nite looked at the biting wind and snow, and thought of the messenger who delivered the letter in the cold winter.

I remembered her fluffy hat and scarf, and her bulging and heavy messenger bag.

besides.

The face was red from the cold.

The other party is just an ordinary person. It is very difficult for his body to bear the message in such cold weather. He has always felt that the other party is forcing himself. Why should he send the message in such a winter?

There is some special reason, but no matter how special it is, it is difficult for ordinary people to fight against the cold. It must be very hard.

He suddenly wanted to take a look at the other party.

He turned around and stopped again.

But what kind of reason is needed?

Nite suddenly remembered what the other party often asked him: "Don't you still have nothing to send?"

Nite closed the window, sat at the table, picked up the quill, and dipped it in the ink bottle.

He wanted to write to someone, but after thinking for a long time, he never started writing.

Because he didn't know who to write to.

Moreover, even if he wrote it out, the messenger lady would not be able to send it to such a far place!

But in the end, he wrote a letter.

He took this letter to the city that could be seen from the window in the distance, and found the messenger's home according to the address the other party told him.

He knocked on the door and waited for a while.

"who is it?"

There was a sound from inside the house, the door was pushed open, and Nite saw the messenger lady who looked very weak wrapped in a blanket.

Today she was not wearing a hat, goggles or scarf, and she was no longer so hurried and busy, looking extraordinarily peaceful.

She stood at the door, coughing and looking at Nite in surprise.

Nite asked the other person: "Are you sick?"

Miss Messenger: "After I left your house that day, I didn't find the recipient's address until dark. When I came back, it was so windy and dark that I got lost. I got sick when I got home."

Nite said: "You are too desperate."

The messenger girl smiled and didn't explain anything.

The messenger lady invited Nate to come in and warm himself by the fire. Although she was sick, she still entertained him warmly and prepared hot tea and food for him despite her illness. Even though Nite said he didn't need it, she still insisted.

She said: "When you come to my home, you are my guest."

And Nite is a person who can't defeat others. He just said a word and obeyed.

Nite sat down and looked at the room. He could see letters piled up in the room, as well as undelivered packages.

They were marked with dates, and some seemed to have expired.

They were packed neatly and sorted into categories.

"Hello, Mr. Nite!"

"Your tea."

Nite looked away from the letters and packages and immediately took them in a hurry.

The messenger lady waited for Nate to take a sip of hot tea before asking.

"Mr. Nit, what did you come to see me for?"

Nite didn't say anything, but just took out a letter.

The messenger lady took it solemnly. She seemed to care about every mail and letter.

"Mr. Nite, where do you want to send it, and who do you want to send it to?"

"But as you can see, I haven't been in good health recently. It will probably take a few days before I can send it out."

Nite pointed at the messenger lady and said, "A letter for you."

The messenger lady was very confused: "A letter to me?"

She opened Nite's letter in confusion, and then saw what was written on the letter.

"Why are you working so hard to deliver the letter?"

It was such a simple sentence that Miss Messenger couldn't help laughing after reading it, and she looked at Nite.

"Mr. Nite must think I'm a weirdo, because everyone calls me the Winter Messenger!"

"The winter in the Silent Kingdom is so cold, and messengers usually choose to rest. It's a bit strange that I choose to still deliver letters."

Nite shook his head quickly: "I don't think it's strange, but I think you are very powerful."

Nite paused and then asked.

"But I don't understand, why?"

"People's efforts always need a reason!"

He said.

"If it were me, without a necessary reason, I would definitely choose to huddle up in a warm room and do nothing."

Miss Messenger told Nite: "Actually, the reason is very simple, because what I was most afraid of when I was young was winter, and spending the winter alone."

"But one day the cold wind howled, as if a monster was roaring, and when I was most frightened, someone knocked on my door."

Miss Messenger's story is a bit ordinary, far less bizarre than Nite's life and experience, nor Nite's innate legendary background and bloodline.

But I don't know why, Nite likes stories like this very much.

It gives people an ordinary, simple warmth.

Miss Messenger said: "It's been so long, I've actually forgotten what the postman looked like and what he sent me."

"But I will always remember my happy mood at that time."

"Then one day I became a messenger too."

"I always think of the scene when I was a kid."

“In such a cold winter, everyone is even more eager for a messenger to knock on their doors and windows.”

"Every letter and every package will make people feel warm!"

Miss Messenger smiled, the same smile that was not bright but warm and heart-warming.

After the messenger lady finished speaking, she looked at the unfinished letters in the room.

"pity."

“It’s just that sometimes no matter how hard you try, you just can’t get every letter delivered!”

"There are a lot of letters here that I probably won't be able to send out in the end because the time limit has passed."

She said helplessly, wrapped in a blanket.

"My abilities are limited!"

Nite told the messenger: "You did your best."

Miss Messenger thanked Nite for her comfort, but she couldn't help but look at the mail piled in the corner.

"only."

"People who don't receive them will be disappointed!"

After talking to Nite for a while, Miss Messenger suddenly felt much better, and her body that had been sick just now seemed to be slowly getting better.

She stood up drowsily and touched her forehead.

He said doubtfully: "It seems that the fever has gone away."

Nite also chose to say goodbye at this time. He had already sent the letter and got the answer he had always wanted.

When you open the door, you can see a lively sacrificial ceremony being held on the street outside.

It is the god of Yiren who is being sacrificed.

Nite looked at the scene of the sacrifice, and his mood became a little bad.

The girl was particularly sensitive to changes in emotions and immediately noticed Nite's changes.

She asked, "Don't you like gods?"

Nite nodded: "I don't like the winged god."

Miss Messenger asked Nate: "Why?"

Neate said: "Because He is an arrogant God who sits back and watches as evil devours His people and allows His followers to wail in despair."

Miss Messenger: "Perhaps God is not omnipotent. Sometimes she cannot do everything well and answer every prayer?"

Nite said: "How is it possible? He is God. At least He should be able to hear my voice."

"It's just that he doesn't want to pay attention to it."

The messenger lady didn't know how to comfort Nate, and in the end she could only say: "I think it will get better."

Nite looked at the messenger lady and couldn't help but said: "What you said is the same as those people I know."

Miss Messenger: "What's the matter?"

Nite: “We still have expectations for the future!”

Miss Messenger: "Then what happened to them?"

"They died holding on to that expectation of the future," Neate said.

Messenger lady: "I'm sorry."

Nite: "This has nothing to do with you, it's just what I want to say."

Nite looked into Miss Messenger's eyes, and it seemed as if his own decadence had been transmitted into Miss Messenger's eyes, which was something he didn't want to see.

He immediately stopped talking and said no more.

"I should be sorry, I shouldn't have said this."

Nite took one step forward and walked to the door.

When leaving, he said something.

"but."

"If I were a god, I wouldn't be like that aloof King of Angels."

"I will protect all those I can protect, and will not let those who believe in me mourn in misery and sit idly by."

He paused, and his voice became quieter, so inaudible that only he could hear it.

"At least, I will avenge them."

Nite flew towards the sky and disappeared into the distance.

Flying, flying out of the city and almost arriving home.

But he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"who?"

Nite felt something. He suddenly stopped and wanted to look around.

However, without warning, a strange white palm covered with bone armor penetrated the void and pierced his body.

Nite was instantly unable to move.

Because a powerful sealing power is pouring out from the bone hand, freezing all its power.

Even the power of Nite's original sin and the bottle of original sin secretly refined by the King of Hell without telling others, the other party seemed to be extremely aware of it and was even prepared for it.

Block the bottle tightly and prevent him from opening it at all.

A vortex rolled out of Nite's chest, completely sealing him.

"who is it?"

Until the end, Nite still couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, and his consciousness had completely fallen into darkness.

——

In the steeple room.

Nite fell asleep and had a nightmare.

He dreamed of the dead people in the town again, dreaming that they were hung in the air by the rope one after another, screaming in despair.

He dreamed that people from the Gate of Hell organization gathered in a night hotel, discussing what to do in the future, and finally looked at him uniformly, and then turned into corpses burned to charcoal by the holy light.

Nite wakes up from a nightmare.

He opened his eyes and found himself in a room high in the spire.

He sat up, held his face firmly, and kept mumbling.

"I will avenge you."

"Don't worry, I will avenge you."

After a while, his mood slowly calmed down.

But after waking up, he always felt empty inside.

It seems like something important has been lost, or something important has been forgotten.

Maybe it was because of that nightmare just now!

"Maybe I've been too tired lately."

Nite stood up, and his eyes suddenly caught sight of Sha Zhong beside him, and his eyes suddenly became solemn.

"The sand clock is almost empty."

Before you know it, the sand in the sand clock is almost running out.

Nite immediately called for his mother, but his mother, Migina, didn't know where she had been recently. Apart from appearing every night when she set off, she basically couldn't find anyone.

Nite hurriedly walked outside the steeple and looked into the distance in the dusk.

"It's really coming."

At this time, a mountain floating in the sky appeared on the edge of the Silent Kingdom.

That is the Kingdom of Light.

With the arrival of the other party, the rituals covering the entire Silent Kingdom began to become active, and everyone seemed to have sensed the arrival of the Kingdom of Heaven.

Nite took a few more steps forward, hoping to further sense the changes in other ritual array nodes in the distance.

At this time, Nite's mother Mijinah appeared on time.

The other party was much more excited than Nite, so excited that even his voice changed a bit.

she said with great anticipation.

"Nite, our plan is about to begin."

But she didn't know whether she was looking forward to Nite becoming a god, or whether she was looking forward to witnessing the kingdom of heaven falling before her eyes.