From cannon fodder to protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

He actually broke his wings...

There has been no other expression on the face of the god for a long time. He seems to be unable to believe the news that Aipel has died. His eyes lost focus, and he stared blankly at the place where Aipel stood before, as if Child who lost a toy.

He slid down from the Holy Throne and sat on the icy ground, holding his head in his hands, tears leaked from the corners of his eyes, the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops fell on the plantain leaves, leaving a series of rattling sounds. It seemed that Aipel once ran up to him cheerfully stepping on small shoes.

He raised his head blankly and looked around, but there was nothing, and April would not come to him again.

For a long time in the past, he would deliberately ignore the traces of Aipel's existence, force himself to ignore him, forget him, and he didn't want to hear Aipel's name anywhere except in his dreams, he insisted It's been so long, maybe if you give him a while, he can really do this, but there are some things in the world that are out of his control.

The air was bitingly chilly, and the black box of dusty memories was opened at this moment. Aipel came to him carefully, bent down and gently brushed his lips against his face, for fear of being discovered, Aipel's wings were not Trembling unceasingly, the golden feathers were shaken off and fell to the ground.

April...how much pain must have been for him at that time, he was obviously so afraid of pain, when he was just born, he would come to complain to himself if he was scratched by a kitten, how could he break his own wings?

how could be……

The god would not know what kind of desperate situation his little angel broke his wings.

Maybe what Calle said is not true, his little angel is still in hell, he may be injured, or he may be playing with his former companions in some palace in hell.

It doesn't matter to the gods, it doesn't matter whether Aipel has degenerated into a demon, he just wants to bring him back, and bring him back well.

The god got up from the ground, and he went to hell. Although Lockhart has already become His Majesty the Demon King in hell, and has fought against heaven several times, he is still respectful in front of the god, just like he was back then. .

When he learned that the gods came to look for Aipel, his expression froze for an instant. He opened his lips, and for a moment he didn't dare to answer the gods in front of him.

He knew the god's preference for Aipel. Although Aipel also came to hell later, since the god can come here to find him in person today, it proves that Aipel still has a certain status in the heart of the god.If the gods know the news of Aipel's death, it's hard to say whether his hell can be kept.

Messig knew that the gods were coming to hell, so she ran over from her palace specially. She stood outside Lockhart's palace and looked at it from a distance. The appearance of the gods in the palace made her feel a little scared. She was about to While leaving secretly, she suddenly heard the god asking her about the whereabouts of April.

When Messig turned her head, her eye circles were already red. She lowered her head and dared not speak. They all knew that April had died long ago.

Messig also regretted it very much. If she hadn't let Aipel go at that time, he wouldn't have gone to the abyss of hell, nor would he have broken his wings and died there after being bullied.

The gods did not wait for Messige's answer for a long time, and he turned his gaze back to Lockhart. There seemed to be a bottomless pool of water in his golden eyes, and he asked calmly, "Where did April go?" ? Lockhart, you said."

Lockhart didn't dare to hide from the gods, so he could only tell everything he knew. He told the gods that Epper went to the abyss of hell not long after entering hell, where he broke his wings and was bullied by demons After teasing, he was taken away by a magic dragon and has never been whereabouts since then.

Lockhart didn't dare to say that April was dead, but the meaning behind the words was already obvious.

"Where's the dragon?" This was the god's last hope.

Lockhart lowered his head, not daring to meet the gods, he replied in a low voice, "The dragon died in the battle with Heaven a few years ago."

His golden eyes darkened in an instant. He left Lockhart's palace and went to the abyss of hell to find the angel that everyone said was dead.

He didn't believe that April died just like that, but he searched every corner of the abyss of hell, and he couldn't find him.

He sat on the rock for seven days and seven nights, watching the moon in the abyss of hell change from first quarter to last quarter, and he finally began to realize that his April, really will not come back.

On the night of the seventh day, light snow fell in the abyss of hell, very similar to the night when Aipel left heaven. He was covered in white snow and walked on the path leading to hell under the cold moonlight. walk alone.

If at that time, he was willing to call him back and drag his little angel back...

A drop of tear fell on the rock and instantly froze.After sunrise, the god left the abyss of hell, and he went to the underworld to return the "Record of Life and Death" to the master of the underworld, but the life and death of the angels had already been crossed out from the "Record of Life and Death" by him.

So he spent a lot of effort to restore the "Record of Life and Death", and the names of the angels who had died in battle appeared on it one by one, and there was no Aipel on it.

April has no wings, he is not an angel, not a human, not a demon, his departure has nothing to do with any life, he left without a sound.

The god finally returned to heaven. He closed the cathedral and hid alone in the room behind the cathedral. He found a collection of poems called "Sprout" on the bookshelf. It used to be read to him often, and on the last page of the book, there was a golden feather that April had left behind.

He carefully picked up the feather, and blew lightly on the feather. In an instant, a phantom appeared in front of him. In the phantom, Aipel flew to his side, took the poetry collection from his hand, Turned to the fifth page and read it softly.

He looked at Aipel in front of him, raised his head and wanted to touch his long golden hair, but the phantom was a phantom after all, his fingers passed through Aipel's long hair, and he couldn't catch anything.

He looked down at his empty palm and was stunned for a long time. He didn't know it was that Aipel's beautiful blond hair had already been grinded in the abyss of hell. I can make up a small handful, but I'm afraid the gods won't like it too much.

The gods have been recalling those past few days. He had a desire for April long ago, and he should have understood from the moment April kissed him lightly on the face.

Why don't you want to admit it?Why let him go?Why can't it be seen clearly until all is irreversible?

The god stood up from the holy seat, and went to the garden that he had sealed off for many years like a wandering spirit. It was already autumn, and most of the leaves of the apple trees in the garden were withered, and the bright red apples were hanging on the branches, and the squirrels dragged Shuttle between the trees with its big tail.

The god raised his hand, and the four seasons changed in an instant. The season in the garden stopped in spring, and the apple trees all over the garden were in bloom, fragrant. The petals are falling from the branches, with crystal dewdrops on the petals.

The god lowered his head and stared at the dewdrops on the petals for a long time,

His April, will not come back.

But the god didn't give up, he searched through the classics and tried various methods to get Aipel back.

Later, he did come up with a way, as long as he turned back the time, he could get his little angel back.

So he created three thousand small worlds, and he told the managers in the void space to let them guard these small worlds. He wanted to learn how to love through these small worlds, and he also set up a scoring system to evaluate each world's Make a score.

In fact, he not only wants to borrow these small worlds to learn to love someone, but also wants to obtain energy from these worlds, and use these energy to force time to turn back and bring Aipel back.

He knew that this would be a very difficult journey. He had been to those worlds when there was no manager at the beginning. Because he lost his divine power and memory, he became a completely ordinary person. His legs were broken, Throwing into the pile of beggars, he lived miserably for half of his life, and his life did not improve until he was in his 40s.

After he handed over the empty space to the space managers, in order to better cooperate with the gods and learn to love, the space managers got a bunch of souls with similar attributes to Aipel's soul from somewhere, and put them into the small world together. world, and April is one of them.

He thought that it would take him at least hundreds of millions of years to save enough energy to bring Aipel back, but fortunately, Aipel did not die, and he found him again.

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Cen Fei felt that he had slept for a long, long time. He had dreams one after another. In the dreams, there were joys and sorrows, crying and laughter.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and it took a while before he carefully opened his eyes. The glare of the sun made him half-close his eyes to look at the environment he was in.

Then, he saw the silver-haired god sitting beside him.

Cen Fei never imagined that the first person he saw when he opened his eyes would be his father god. He couldn't remember how many years he hadn't seen the god again. Facing the window on the other side, Brocade Cinnamon sticks its head out with its shiny green hat, just like in the past, still in a dream.

After a while, he opened his lips and called out silently: "Father God..."