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Chapter 417 The Archangel Who Traveled Hell (plus two in one)

Angels often do not leave the kingdom of heaven.

Who really wants to leave a place that is as good as it gets?
At the same time, ordinary angels cannot leave the kingdom of heaven, they are powerless to open the gate between the kingdom of heaven and the outside world.

But for an archangel like Siles, who was directly created by the spirit of God, leaving the kingdom of heaven is not difficult.

Since the age when there was no trace until the golden age, Mesia among the archangels left the dream of God and went to the world.

But just going to the human world caused this pure and kind archangel to suffer a lot of pain, and his soul was full of scars.

This is still the case in the world, but the archangels are even more secretive about the hell where the fallen and sinful gather together.

Silas longed to go to hell.

Thus, his figure came to hell, the wings were sacred and pure white, and the barren land under his feet did not match.

The first layer of hell, its surroundings are dim, the supposedly infinite sky, only the red and black mantle can be seen head-on, like a tall and terrifying cave, the vastness is almost infinite.

This seems to be an eternally gloomy place.

The surroundings are full of sand and gravel, and the ground under their feet is lifeless.

The cold and lonely wind passed by, and the place was desolate. The souls seen along the way kept sighing in the darkness, and the wind was raging. They endured the torment of this punishment and wandered in the wilderness to repent.

The color of the earth is like blackened blood.

The souls who stay here, their sins are light, and they are also the closest to the kingdom of heaven in the whole nine hells.

Silas walked in hell, hearing the sighs of souls, who regretted the sins they had committed.

The archangel looked around the land and saw countless dark and illusory figures. Among them were old and young, high and low, rich and poor, regardless of race or each other, gathered on this barren ground, sighing past mistakes.

Silas continued to walk on the ground of hell.

Those ghosts rushed over and looked up at the archangel. Some people knelt down and begged for the archangel to reduce their punishment, and they were willing to pay any price for this.

"It's not a path with shortcuts."

Silas said so.

To the dismay of the souls, some began to curse the angel, attack him, and humiliate him.

"He is obviously a brother of God, but he has no sympathy!"

"I used to think angels were holy!"

"You were only born in the kingdom of heaven. If you were born on earth, you would surely go to hell!"

People besiege Silas, and sometimes, once they get nothing, they want to discredit or even destroy it.

The archangel listened to these words, his ten fingers trembling slightly.

Silas stared at this group of souls. They were obviously the closest to heaven in hell, but their faces were so despicable, and when they looked up, they were full of fierce hatred.

Although there are always people who understand and support themselves in the crowd, an insult is an insult, and an injury is an injury.

With one wing, Silas flew into the air in an instant, looking down from above, those souls were like ants.

The evil wind came from all directions, destroying the barren land. The souls endured the sweep of the evil wind, wailed endlessly, bowed their heads one after another, and continued to repent of their mistakes.

"You have to be punished to know how to repent.

Are you like this day after day, year after year? "

Silas looked at this group of mortals with cold eyes. If others saw this scene that seemed like retribution, they would definitely feel happy in their hearts, but it never happened in the hearts of angels.

The Archangel has gone to the next level of hell.

The terrain here is lower than before, and there is an insurmountable cliff between the two layers of hell, making it impossible for souls to cross.

In hell, the sinners sink even deeper.

Not long after, Silas saw the scorching hot magma, steaming hot steam rising up, and the heat wave continued to sweep in all directions.

Solidified basalt, hot magma, the souls here were devastated by the hot wind, and had no time to care about other things, so not many people noticed the arrival of Siles.

The snake-tailed Silas looked around, and there were not many things worth noting in this level of hell.

So, Silas skimmed over here and went straight to the next level of hell.

The next level of hell is a land of spikes. Souls are dragged by galloping horses, tortured by spikes, reviewing various sins in bloodshed and pain. There are thousands of galloping horses there. Thousands of chains.

Silas stopped a steed casually, grabbed the soul, and asked:
"What crimes have you committed?"

When the man saw the arrival of the archangel, he was shocked and frightened for a moment, and tears flowed from his face.

After a while, the latter replied tremblingly:

"When I was young, out of curiosity, I accused someone of having an affair in the name of God, and that person was executed for this."

Silas froze for a moment, then stared at him angrily,
"Can you kill someone just out of curiosity? And in the name of God!"

The man trembled all over and wailed:

"I have been repenting here for more than ten years."

Silas left him, and left him to suffer in hell.

Even though the Archangel had never been hurt like Mesia, it didn't mean that his soul wasn't impacted.

The souls in hell, they have committed many sins. Although they repented and repented, the mistakes had already happened, which made Silas a little intolerable.

It's like...a perfectionist sees things that are not perfect.

Silas continued to move forward. He left this spiky hell and went to the next level. He asked several souls again. Even though the voice of repentance among them was so sincere, in Siles' view, They deserve to be pure, they deserve to be innocent from the beginning, not to repent until after death.

Continuing to go down, Silas went deeper, and the further down, the heavier the punishment for the souls inside, and the more serious and even appalling their sins.

This nether world has all kinds of sins.

In the fifth level of hell, Silas saw Mira.

The girl held the original embryo in her arms, surrounded by a raging blue sea of ​​fire, which would never end. Souls were burned here, and there were mourners everywhere.

Not long after, the sea of ​​fire gradually subsided. These soul-burning ghost flames only ignite once in a while.

"These flames... seem to be washing away sins."

Silas looked directly at Mira and asked:
"But... can it really be washed?"

Mira looked at Silas in confusion,
"Why not wash it?

Silles, a man is but a soul after death. "

The Archangel was indifferent, and even though the Archangel also didn't know the meaning of death, his thinking was different from Mira's.

In his eyes, no matter who makes a mistake, he will be punished in this hell and will never escape, even if it is 1 years.

Silas crossed Mira, and he went to the sixth floor.

In that layer of hell, the archangel saw the gods who were tortured and tortured.

There are two gods in the sixth floor, that is the Valkyrie among the six gods. He is bound on the huge rock, and here he suffers from the pain of thousands of arrows piercing his heart. pierced his body, causing him to howl.

Silas flew into the air, and as soon as he approached, the Valkyrie regretted her crimes.

He begged the Archangel, begging Silas to come to His Father for mercy.

Silas looked at this heroic Valkyrie without a word, but at this moment, his face was extremely miserable, and he felt no pity in his heart.

Then, he passed the Valkyrie and looked at another god who was being punished here—the God of Hidden E.

The archangel looked down at the god from top to bottom. The latter didn't say a word in pain, but only grunted a few times from time to time. Instead, he looked more like a fearless Valkyrie.

Silas came before Him and asked aloud:

"Is that the God of Secrets?"

The latter nodded slightly.

The archangel stared at him and asked again:
"I heard from other people that you are the most isolated among the gods, why do you want to resist the law instead?"

The God of Mystery looked at the archangel, and didn't answer, just asked:

"Are you interrogating me on behalf of our father?"

Silas said coldly:

"I only represent myself."

The God of Secrets took a deep breath and said slowly:

"I was never dissatisfied with the law, I was coerced by them, and I caused great disaster.

When I saw the whole picture clearly, I realized that everything was irreversible.
That's why I'm here instead of falling to the eighth floor with the dragon god Ndola. "

The explanation is so short and reasonable.

Seeing His calmness in pain, Silas asked again:
"Why are you so calm? You know, the former Valkyrie once begged me for mercy."

The God of Secrets sighed and said:

"Everything has consequences.

I just learned to accept it so I could get out of here sooner. "

Those words made so much sense.

But Silas felt like hitting the cotton with strength.

The Archangel is eager to see that the souls here will voluntarily fall even in the punishment, and never repent. In this way, they will stay in hell forever, ten thousand years after ten thousand years.

With depression in his heart, Silas went deeper.

The archangel crossed the seventh level and came directly to the eighth level of hell. The souls suffering here are all heinous. Even if you look at tens of thousands of years, the souls that can be reduced to this level are still rare.

Silas stepped down from the mound.

In the ear, suddenly there was a wailing that shook the ground.

"My father, my father, I curse you!"

That is Ndola, the Dragon God. He is suffering unimaginable pain here, wailing almost madly. Above the wilderness, there is no human habitation for thousands of miles, and this place is like an isolated island.

Crazy hell.

The souls here are sometimes insane and sometimes sober. In any case, they have to suffer the greatest torment, which is the almost endless pain that hits the soul directly. The pain caused was added together and directly acted on them.

(End of this chapter)