"Humanity is falling."

They're writing dull pamphlets, they're in love, they're drinking, they're partying.

Doing all kinds of things that are not allowed by the doctrine.

"My merciful father, do you want to exhort human beings?"

The Almighty Father cannot see the face.

I only saw him nodding his head.

Satisfied, his servant left.

"I smell something." Typhon said softly, he raised his head, and his sharp canines reflected cold light in the moonlight.

"It's disaster." He said to himself, "It's the smell of disaster coming."

The doctor turned over on one side, "What disaster?" He was talking in his sleep, and then woke up the next moment, "You mean disaster?"

"It has nothing to do with me." Typhon spread his hands and said that he did nothing.

The doctor sat up seriously, he sniffed the smell in the air carefully, "That's right, it's a disaster."

His face changed.

"Crazy," he whispered.

"How could Father do such a thing?" he said to himself, as Typhon sat cross-legged, looking unmoved by his doubts.

It was indeed the smell of disaster, and it was the most terrifying smell of disaster he had ever heard.

He saw that guy, he was wearing white clothes, riding a white horse, with a hood covering his face, walking quietly like a wandering spirit, the horse's hooves knocked on the ground making a sound of tuk-tuk.

Wherever he walked, the mouse fell to the ground.

The first knight of the apocalypse, the knight on a white horse, appeared in the world.

To punish mankind for their disrespect to the gods, troubadours no longer sang stories of saints, but robbers and heretics, scholars in scholastics stopped reading poor books, but began to translate ancient documents, merchants no longer All wealth is donated to the Holy See, but to pursue worldly happiness.

Women are no longer chaste, they want love.

Men are no longer docile, they want to be free.

This world has fallen so far, no kind father can tolerate it anymore, the first knight is just a warning.

This is what the angel said to the doctor.

And the doctor didn't seem very satisfied.

It is obvious that human beings are suffering enormously, so why is there still a need for divine punishment.

"Because punishment can save souls."

The doctor stood up, completely sleepless, terrified and cold.

Typhon looked at the white horse rider. The white horse rider saluted him, and then continued to cruise slowly. The thick white fog enveloped him, and the sick mice squeaked and fled in all directions.

"Get up quickly!"

The girl was awakened by the sound of violent knocking on the window. She rubbed her eyes and sat up. She saw a hand vigorously beating on her window. Seeing that she was awake, the other hand pushed open the door violently. , walked in.

"Typhon?" The girl was taken aback, "Don't you think you'll have to leave for at least half a month before returning here?"

"I saw the disaster, if you don't care, I'll go back now." Typhon said, he stretched out his hand to hold his breath, he hadn't flew for a long time, almost forgot what kind of physical work it was .

The girl blinked and poured him a glass of water.

Typhon took it and drank it down.

"A lot of people are going to die soon." He said softly, "This guy is much more ruthless than I imagined. You'd better not compare with him."

"I didn't fight against him either." The girl replied, she poured herself a glass of water, raised her hands to straighten her hair, and the next moment she raised her head, countless black bats whizzed past the woods, It seems to be searching for something.

"This is the devil's eyes and ears." Typhon said softly, "He's coming to catch you."

"Your aura is hidden among humans and it's hard to tell." The two looked at the door at the same time, and the doctor appeared there at some point, and the wings on his shoulders and backs had not been fully retracted, "But if this time, many, many people die If you are human, you can indeed be discovered."

The girl also poured him a glass of water and combed her hair. She seemed to be thinking about something, and after a while she laughed.

"Anyway, thanks for the reminder."

She said softly, "But I'm not really worried."

"I have seen the priest's exorcism before, that is, your Lord can find the target, the believer who needs him, chant his name aloud, and at the same time report the real name of the person who needs to be exorcised for him." The girl said softly, "That's right."

The doctor was surprised.

"Did you know this just by watching the exorcism ceremony?" The doctor couldn't help asking.

"At any rate, I'm a god with a good brain." The girl smiled softly, "It's the breath that the devil finds me."

"Then if it's just the Lord, his believers need to know my real name and essence."

The girl said that he had devoured so much power that his control over the angels was limited. What each angel knew was not exactly equal to what he knew, and his observation of the world was also limited. He needed huge Believers come to be his eyes and ears.

When they call on his name, look there to kill heretics.

"The reason why he has not used this method is probably because if he told the believers my real name, they would know my appearance and story." The girl said with a soft smile, "but I am also a complete God."

"So there's no need to worry about me. It's still difficult for him to treat me for a while." The girl said with a smile, "Suddenly I feel that I'm so annoying. To every monarch, I'm very annoying."

The expression on the doctor's face changed, he sat down, drank water, and seemed less anxious.

Typhon breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned back, "You just need to know it yourself."

The girl turned her head and looked out the window, "So I don't think the bat came to find me."

"There are four knights in Calamity." The doctor said softly, "The one who is on tour now is the knight on the white horse, that is, the one who brought down the plague."

"Then there will be riders on red horses, to bring down war." The doctor raised a second finger. "Riders on black horses will come one after another, representing famine."

"Finally, there is the rider on the gray horse, which is death."

The girl listened quietly, playing with her fingers.

"Anything else?" she asked.

The doctor shook his head, "Not anymore."

"Is this his worst disaster?" the girl asked softly.

"Yes," said the doctor, "so perhaps he is really angry at the fall of man."

The girl laughed.

She stood up, stretched her waist long, then walked to the sink and bent down to wash her face, looking like she was going to have a normal and busy day.

"You are killing humans." The doctor whispered, "They are so fragile, but they have to go through this."

"The Lord may destroy the unclean human beings and create a new world. You know that if he takes back all his powers, he can do it."

The girl restrained her smile.

"I don't know." She said softly, "I'm a gambler after all."

But none of the victories came easily, and every new student was bound to be suppressed, either to win or to die.

When the cruelest world comes.

It also means that the other party has reached the time to see each other.

The tender love of God and the world is about to become a thing of the past.

Whether these small and fragile lives can bravely declare freedom is their own journey.

Victory or death.

"I'm willing to admit defeat." She said softly, the doctor felt for no reason that there was something extremely firm in her eyes, which made him tremble and look forward to, she was absolutely dangerous from the bottom of her heart, she was immortal The most dangerous thought criminal.

Obviously an exile, obviously a sinner of the eternal gods.

Obviously there is no power and influence.

But the doctor still finds her awe-inspiring.

Sariel passed through the white holy court, and he turned his head to listen to the chatter of other angels.

"There are really more and more people who don't believe in God." An angel said, "I don't know what inspired them."

"I didn't expect to send those four guys."

"This time all unclean humans will die."

"Sariel?" An angel saw him, "Did you fail in that mission?"

"But the Lord shouldn't be counting on you."

Sariel showed a smile, "It's great not to count on me, that kind of old god is really dangerous and barbaric, I don't want to go again."

"Is that so?" The angels showed a little curiosity, "So how did that guy survive to this day?"

"Cunning and trickery." Sariel said, "There are more cunning and tricks than devils, but under the absolute majesty of the Lord, sooner or later they will disappear."

"That's true, but the Lord has always been kind, and he is patient and gentle with the devil." The angels said, "So I'm really curious why the old god hasn't come here to share the glory and happiness with us."

Sariel thought for a while, "Maybe he felt that the glory and purity here made his dirty soul feel pain."

"Yes." The angels said with a smile.

Sariel walked over and let out a sigh, feeling that they had finally let him go.

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, he thought to himself, and he once asked the girl what she thought of these disasters.

"Aren't you afraid of the mighty Lord's severe punishment for inciting human beings to deviate from the norm?" Sariel asked her at that time.

The girl smiled softly.

"That day will definitely come." She said softly, "After you see the cocoon formed by the butterfly, you have to work hard to get out."

"But after climbing out, you can fly." Sariel sighed.

"Should I crawl on the ground as a caterpillar forever, licking a little of the gift from heaven, or fly up?" the girl asked, looking at him.

Sariel didn't speak, but he already had an answer in his heart.

When there is darkness, human beings may be able to survive in the dark, or they may be able to crawl on the ground for a long time like insects, but these insects are restless thinking about the sky.

However, the four knights of the apocalypse were all sent by the Lord, which shows what he felt.

"And I will always believe in human beings." The girl said softly, and the last ray of light in the sky was also covered by dark clouds.

It was very dark.

The girl raised a slender and scarred hand, and swiped down from the sky.

"I, Prometheus, the first prophet in this world make my prophecy here."

"Human beings, the time to cocoon has come."

"The time when the stars of mankind will shine is coming."

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