When Ning Feng passed through the light curtain of the temple, he thought that he would face the Lord of Holy Light directly, or at least see the Kingdom of God described in the myth.

But when the vision appeared in front of him again, he was a little disappointed.

There were no angels flying in the sky, no rivers flowing with mead, and not even much sunshine and rain.

What you see is darkness.

There is no power of light, no aura of justice shining, but instead there is thick darkness.

It seems that he did not come to the divine kingdom of the Lord of Holy Light, but strayed into an unknown realm, an evil place like hell.

This is definitely not the Kingdom of Holy Light!

The Lord of Holy Light, who has almost completely transformed into the embodiment of justice and righteousness, cannot be so disgustingly dark in nature.

Even the evil gods who most want to kill the Lord of Holy Light, even if they dream of killing the Holy Light, will not doubt the purity of the Holy Light in this matter.

He is so pure.

Because what appeared on that charming face was not the same frivolous banter as her language.

However, fortunately, the souls he once carried did not disappear, but still existed in the depths of his soul, entering a dormant state.

【You are finally here.】

…

Under the moonless sky, a tall woman was standing in the middle of the flower field, looking at him with a sweet smile.

【I'm glad you finally found the right path after being lost for so long.】

…

The next moment, he raised his hand to break the bone spur, pulled it out, threw it away, and moved on.

It seemed that the perception of the outside world was cut off here. He could no longer feel his followers, and at the same time he could no longer accept their power.

The muscles began to twitch, tears flowed from the eyes, and the heart stopped from time to time...

sand……

…

Hunger, fatigue, pain, cold...

Although I quickly adapted to it, I haven't felt this kind of powerlessness and fatigue when walking for ten years.

【Your character is really bad.】

The most important thing is that he forgot why he appeared here...

Click.

But he is still walking.

…

There seems to be something important missing in my soul.

But it was only for a moment.

The heavy prison door didn't move at all, not even the slightest reaction.

She said:

Climbing up the bone steps, Ning Feng stopped in front of the cage, raised his hand and pushed it away.

He carelessly stepped on the bones that covered the wasteland and walked towards the dark and gloomy prison.

White.

The wind and frost that these pains turned into were nothing compared to his strong soul.

There were no more words, just a little sound that seemed to be squeezed out of the throat.

Several times, Ning Feng almost fell to the ground and wanted to just not wake up.

Nothing can stop him from going on where he wants to go.

For him now, there are more important things to consider than finding out who is behind the scenes.

【You actually made me wait in the dark for so long.】

He is walking.

walk.

He turned his head and looked at the wilderness behind him.

Even if there is nothing in front of you.

【I said it~】

Where is this place?

Walking without thinking, Ning Feng thought about the current situation.

She frowned slightly, her eyes seemed to be filled with joy and helplessness, but more importantly, she felt lonely.

【Oh, what a rude guest!】

But in fact, this issue is not very important to Ning Feng now.

It was a wasteland covered with countless white bones.

Until the ruins disappeared and a different scene appeared in front of us.

Ning Feng didn't know how long he had been walking, but his mortal body began to scream in pain.

prison.

What entered his eyes was an endless whiteness.

After a long time, she laughed and said casually:

【A long, long time...】

Is it a flower field?

Even though he didn't know where this place was, Ning Feng still understood the true identity of this house.

Not frightened by this forbidding scenery, he looked towards the center of the wasteland.

The sound of broken bones was particularly clear in the darkness. It was unclear whether they were broken bones on the ground or coming from his body.

No change can be hidden from others, because He has always been hanging high in the sky, allowing everyone to look up to Him.

Towards the front.

No, that's not a beautiful scene like a flower field.

But a touch of sadness.

And just when he raised his hand again to try to open the door, Ning Feng heard a chuckle.

Swallowing the sadness and pain, she just hummed softly.

He didn't hide.

A dark prison where no one knows who is being held.

laugh.

Keep walking.

The scale of time has long since disappeared, and he can't tell whether he is moving forward or backward.

However, Ning Feng felt as if he had forgotten something.

In silence, Ning Feng continued to walk.

In his blurry vision, the mature woman wearing black veil was walking towards him.

Still walking.

【Um.】

[According to secular etiquette, before entering someone else’s house...should you knock on the door first?]

Ning Feng was still walking.

Just walking.

Skeletons from different races exude an unknown light,

And he was the intruder who stumbled into it.

She stared at him with scars all over his body, as if comparing it with the impression in her memory.

"……long time?"

In the center of this skeletal wasteland composed of cold, terrifying, and dead silence, there is a house made of huge skeletons and jet black metal.

It's like behind you, like in your ears, and like a chuckle ringing in the bottom of your heart.
To be continued...