The crying stopped in an instant, and the Judgment Angel looked at Cecilia with his broken nystagmus.

And she, looking back, spoke again:

You did everything a good warrior should do."

"You did not betray the Holy Light."

Kneeling on one knee next to the Angel of Judgment, she stretched out her hand and pressed it between his eyebrows, whispering:

"It was the Holy Light that betrayed you."

The power of light was poured into the body of Judgment Angel, and his limbs began to recover quickly.

Bo.

Click.

But the new limbs were broken just after they appeared, and no amount of strength could make up for the brokenness.

He is like a piece of broken porcelain that cannot be repaired again, constantly being repaired and broken again.

His eyes regained clarity, and the Judgment Angel grabbed Cecilia's wrist with his remaining right hand, and asked with difficulty:

"The Lord... betrayed me?"

Because the news he heard was so shocking, he couldn't even feel the anger.

There is only fear.

Fear of this news.

The Holy Light betrayed me?

What are you talking about!!?

Do you know what you are talking about!?

Because his fingers were too hard, his palms even made a cracking and breaking sound.

Without pulling out her arm, Cecilia just comforted her with a gentle voice:

"You fought until the last moment, and I'm proud of you."

Click!

More signs of brokenness appeared on her body, and the Judgment Angel looked at Cecilia longingly, hoping to get an answer.

"...Is it true?"

Finally, feeling that his soul was about to be broken, Cecilia spoke the cruel answer after silence.

“…He betrayed our expectations.”

Click!!!

The halo above his head was completely shattered, and the Judgment Angel's body was shattered over a large area.

Boom.

The hand holding Cecilia dropped, and the Judgment Angel looked blankly at the ceiling, muttering unknown words.

“…The Lord betrayed us?”

"Then what is the meaning of our persistence?"

Stimulated by Ning Feng, the firm will that could not be worn away even for a long time was completely shattered the moment he got the answer.

Have we been betrayed by the Lord?

So what is the meaning of the belief that we must insist on even if we fall?

The light in his eyes disappeared, indicating that the fire in his soul was quickly extinguished.

Cecilia no longer stopped her, but silently watched the Angel of Judgment reach its end.

This point, the moment she opened her mouth to answer, must have become a foregone conclusion.

"…………"

Ning Feng was silent, wanting to say something but not knowing how to speak.

He had no idea what they were grieving or what they had gone through.

But seeing such a scene, he felt uncomfortable.

Rather than seeing death, what Ning Feng was most afraid of was seeing such a scene.

Lost faith, lost the belief that has supported me for a long time.

A warrior, like a walking zombie.

Soldiers should not die in such humiliation.

So, he spoke.

Said recklessly, knowing that it would not be meaningful:

"Warrior, what is your duty?"

The Judgment Angel did not respond, but Cecilia moved slightly, trying to turn around and stop him.

"What is the truth that you firmly believe in and protect?"

"Have you ever betrayed your faith?"

Walking towards the two of them step by step, Ning Feng asked, trying to arouse a reaction from the other party.

"Do you believe in your Lord or your faith?"

I don't know which god it is, but Ning Feng doesn't care.

"Were you born to protect the truth, or did you exist to be His slave?"

At the end, Ning Feng angrily scolded the Judgment Angel who finally reacted.

There was no reflection, no instant insight, the judgment angel just turned his head with difficulty and looked at Ning Feng.

It seems that he is curious about what kind of person would do this at this time and say such rebellious words.

It's like I want to remember his appearance in my mind.

Without escaping, Ning Feng looked back at the ferocious monster-like angel and said softly:

"If you hadn't betrayed these."

The devil who is good at playing with people's hearts, at this moment, facing the dying angel, without any words, he pronounced his sentence seriously:

"You are not corrupted."

"You still maintain the purity of your soul."

"You are not guilty."

Click, click, click...

The shattering sound reached the breaking point at this moment, and the Judgment Angel's body was completely shattered, leaving only half of its head.

Lifeless eyes swept over Ning Feng and Cecilia, and finally stopped on Ning Feng's face.

"I don't……"

His lips moved slightly, and he finally wanted to say something, but before he could finish, he completely lost his life.

He is completely gone.

Looking at this scene, Ning Bian's expression became slightly gloomy, but he didn't feel much sad in his heart.

There may be miracles in this world, but they don't happen all the time.

Although it seems meaningless, Ning Feng has done what he can.

Gently holding the angel's dissipating head, Cecilia lowered her head and whispered to him softly:

"You are not corrupted."

"Now, it's time to rest."

Floating into the air, a warm light lit up in her palm, allowing the Judgment Angel's broken soul fragments to dissipate in the light.

"May your faith live forever in the Holy Light."

Ning Feng didn't know the meaning of this action.

But he only felt that such a funeral seemed quite beautiful.

Until there were no more fragments left, Ning Feng looked at the strange woman floating in the air and asked hesitantly:

"...Cecilia?"

Reacting to Ning Feng's voice, Cecilia descended from the air and landed in front of Ning Feng.

There was nostalgia and some kind of emotion in Ning Feng's eyes that Ning Feng couldn't understand. Under Ning Feng's hesitant gaze, Cecilia nodded slowly and said:

"Thank you for your words just now. [Word of Judgment] did not fall until the last moment."
To be continued...