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Chapter 413 The Real Fault

Silas has never set foot in hell. His knowledge of hell comes from a series of hearsay. Under the heavy description, hell is like a place of natural despair. Mistakes are punished in different ways, and only after a complete atonement can one ascend to the kingdom of heaven.

If you have never seen it, and only rely on hearsay, the angel can't imagine what hell looks like.

"After all, only the fallen and the sinful go to hell."

Silas murmured.

Angels are born pure and innocent, how could they have fallen and sinned directly from the Spirit of God.

Silas knew this very well.

But the clearer it became, the more curious Silles became about hell.

So, he told his thoughts to Kara, who is also an archangel. The latter had four arms, four legs, and six pairs of wings on his back. Although the shape was strange, it didn't make people feel distorted. beauty.

And Silas's appearance is not inferior to Kara's. It can be said that the eight archangels are the most moving existence among the angels. Everyone flocks to them. Silas has a human upper body and a snake lower body. It is the same as the letter of the snake, and there are also six pairs of wings on the back that symbolize the identity of the archangel.

"You want to go to hell?"

Carla was astonished.

"Which string is wrong with you?"

Silas nodded seriously.

Kara waved his four arms and tried to outline the terrifying scene of hell. While gesticulating, he said:
"Silles, I advise you to think about it carefully. No angel has ever been to that place. I remember that hell is divided into nine levels. People on the first level have less sins, and their punishment is also the lightest. I went there because of my petty theft, and it's always dark and windy, and sometimes it's so cold to the bone..."

Carla tried her best to paint a picture of hell for Silas based on what she had heard from other people.

In the nine layers of hell, the lower you go, the heavier the punishment for those people. There are knife points, lava, and sea of ​​fire... At the bottom of hell, there are pains that people will never be able to get used to. , and it is difficult to describe it accurately in words.

"what is that?"

Silas couldn't help asking.

"nothingness."

Cara lowered her voice and tremblingly said:

"Nothing... there is nothing but you.

Some people compare it to the pain of being alone,

But in fact it is far more than that, loneliness can at least recognize your own existence, but at the end of hell, you will lose your five senses, and you will not be able to feel anything except your own thoughts...

Silas, I can't imagine what that feels like... It's nothingness, nothingness nothingness. "

Kara's words are not alarmist.

In the kingdom of heaven, there are many souls who repented in hell and redeemed all their sins and came here.

"I remember... It seems that no soul has ever set foot on the ninth floor."

Schiller was spitting out the letter, and asked:
"Kara, where did you hear that?"

Although since the birth of hell, almost no soul has set foot on the ninth floor of hell after death, and even the fallen six gods are mostly distributed in the sixth to eighth hell,

"Of course from Solamus,"

Kara said with a face of course:
"Siles, otherwise, who else do you think?"

Silas was slightly taken aback, and then his eyes darkened.

On its own, that's a harsh name.

Silas couldn't help breathing a little fast.

In his mind, the figure of Soramus began to linger, entangled like a nightmare.

Kara didn't notice the subtle changes in Silas, but advised:
"Siles, of course I know your curiosity about hell, so I advise you to give up your thoughts, it is a place where only the fallen will linger.

Think about it, Mesia went to the human world and suffered so much. If you go to hell...the consequences will be disastrous. "

Faced with Carla's persuasive advice, Silas fell into his own thinking and ignored it completely. His mind was filled with the figure of Solamus, and the fire of jealousy in his heart was ignited and burning.

On the one hand, Silas felt that this jealousy was so ugly that it shouldn't appear on angels at all, and at the same time he couldn't restrain his jealousy. He felt that even if God's mission really came to him, he would still be unable to help Take it out and compare it with Soramus.

Once the fire of jealousy is ignited, it can almost never be extinguished.

I... really should go to hell.

Silas said to himself in his heart.

Whether it is out of curiosity in hell, or because of the desire to wash away the jealousy deep in his heart, Silas is eager to go to hell.

To the place where... only the Fallen wander.

Kara looked at the silent Silas, he couldn't wait for a response, and his eyes couldn't help showing worry.

So, Kara asked seriously:

"Sillus, are you really going to hell? You'd better not do it."

Suddenly, Silas suddenly raised his head, showing a bright smile:

"No, I probably won't, Carla.

I feel like... I should reconsider my decision. "

In front of another archangel, Silas uttered a snake letter and told an insignificant lie.

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Numirda was secretly summoned by the two kings for several days in a row. Such a situation inevitably made Bohan, who was sent to supervise the elf prince, sleepless and restless.

The society of the Undersea Kingdom is similar to that of the Nus Kingdom. They do not have the so-called nobles in other races, but only hereditary kingship, which exists as the unity and spiritual symbol of the entire kingdom. Because of this, the Narwhal King deeply Loved by the people.

However, such a king died unexpectedly because of personal grievances, which is unacceptable to anyone.

"You mermaids won't get what you want, and neither will we Logosians."

Bohan chanted these words, his fish tail swaying slightly.

What Numirda said was not unreasonable, but his attitude was unrepentant, and even though Bohan had been insulting him openly and secretly these days, the latter remained unmoved.

This made Burhan feel even more angry.

After a while, there was a sound from the prison door, and the lock was unlocked. The jailers pushed the elf prince Numirda back. Bohan restrained his expression and nodded to the jailers. The latter locked Numirda again. into a dark cell.

Bohan looked at Numirda who was returning to the cell, and said sarcastically:
"My prince, the air outside is sweeter than here."

Numirda sneered, nodded and said:
"It really doesn't smell like fish here."

Bohan grabbed the cell door and asked harshly:
"Murderer, what did your king tell you?"

Numirda closed her eyes and said slowly:

"I don't have to tell you...

Having said that, it doesn't hurt to tell you.

My father is considering banishing me above the sea. As for life or death, I will all obey God's will. "

After hearing this, Bo Han showed excitement on his face.

Exiled to the sea, it means that the prince will fall into the hands of the sharks.

At that time, this person can be executed by the merman.

Numirda suddenly said at this time:

"Don't be too happy, your people are looking for more than that."

These words are undoubtedly a basin of cold water.

The merman Bohan's expression froze.

As a messenger, he knew very well that the clansmen not only demanded that Numirda be executed, but also demanded that the elves accept the belief of the mermaids—announcing that Angel, the water god, was the daughter of the Lord.

Bohan knew that this was undoubtedly a challenge to the common belief between the two races.

With a trembling voice, he asked as if changing the subject:
"Your words are so easy, don't you have any guilt?! You are ashamed of the Prophet Yar!"

Numirda opened his eyes at this moment and said:

"I'm guilty, I'm confessing my sins to God every night...I'm sorry for my impulse.

But so what?
Guilt doesn't help you in this matter. "

Bohan could hear that there was no hint of guilt in that tone.

Numirda sighed and said slowly:

"Forget it, Merman Messenger, I was already prepared to pay my life, but I was dazzled by anger at that time, and I didn't realize that my life was so serious, and I couldn't see clearly the meaning of the Narwhal King to you... Unless God himself judges, there will be no good results."

After Bohan heard this, the expression on his face turned ferocious with anger, but he had to admit that Numirda was right. The gap between the two races, and the gap between the elves, definitely did not belong to Numirda. Death will be the end.

The whole cell suddenly fell into silence, except for the sound of water dripping, there was nothing, and the pungent fishy smell was everywhere.

After a long time, Numirda suddenly said:

"However... I can think of a way."

Bohan suddenly raised his head, staring suspiciously at the elf prince inside.

I saw Numirda approaching the prison door, and said in a low voice:

"Now, among the elves, many people are dissatisfied with the mermaids, and they 'crowd' me. There have been rumors that some people are secretly planning to rob the prison and let me see the light again.

It was not my will that they embraced me as a leader.

Instead of this, you might as well take a step back on behalf of your race, accept the exile of me by the kings, and then bring me to your kingdom, let me kneel down and beg for mercy, repent to God, and finally pay the due price. "

The elf prince's voice was very bewitching.

When he heard the last word, Bohan, who is a messenger, was very moved by this.

Even if they are siblings, the differences between the two races cannot be eliminated in a short period of time. Instead, it is better to support the exile of Numirda by the elf kings, and take him to the undersea kingdom to accept the due sentence. He fell on his knees, begged for mercy, confessed to God, and finally turned the whole thing over.

This won't please everyone, but it seems to be the best situation so far.

"Are you asking me to act without authorization?"

Bohan was startled suddenly, and asked abruptly.

"It's easy, isn't it?"

Numirda said:
"God will let you do that too."

"No, this is absolutely impossible!"

Bohan said harshly.

Numirda spread her hands and shook her head helplessly.

He returned to the depths of the cell and said coldly:
"Well, you refuse the conditions that are beneficial to both parties, Bohan, and such conditions may not be repeated in the future."

Bohan looked directly at Numirda,

"We need you to give in. You killed our king."

Numirda responded:
"It was your prince who killed my brother first."

Bohan clenched his fists and asked:

"That's different! Their weight is different! Your fault is too great, far greater than ours."

After hearing this, Numirda suddenly stared into Bohan's eyes without saying a word.

The merman Bohan didn't know why, but was a little chilled by the elf prince's stare.

After half a sound, Numirda said word by word:

"Bohan, you don't know what's really wrong.

The real fault is that I'm dying in my cell like you princes,
It's so easy to escape, as long as I kill myself, I don't have to pay anything back.

Suicide in fear of crime, that is the real fault! "

(End of this chapter)