Isaiah sat on the roof of the town church, sulking alone. He and Marcia came to play in the human world, but they had a big fight over such boring things as clothing taste, so they went their own way. Marcia has been fond of gorgeous and complicated clothes since a long time ago. This time, she actually locked a bridal dress in the window, and wanted to wear it to go shopping and attract attention, but was rewarded with an iron fist by Isaiah. Isaiah feels angry when he thinks back. The way Marcia stuck to the glass window, refusing to come down, completely disgraced him, and in a fit of anger, he punched his stupid twin angel, smashing the entire glass window.

"Bastard! You don't look like a noble angel at all!" Isaiah yelled into the night sky, making passers-by think that the place was haunted. After that, he had no idea where Marcia went. Although he wanted to go back to find him afterwards, he couldn't hold back his face—to be honest, if they didn't change into human clothes, they could still choose to live in the human world in a way that humans couldn't see. For those of you who are playing, there is really no need to have a big fight over clothes. "...People's twin angels are beautiful and wise, why is my twin angel a big idiot? It's not fair!" Isaiah complained with pouted.

Looking at the human world on the horizon of night, there is indeed a kind of unexpected beauty.However, because of the gorgeous lights in the human world, human beings have long forgotten that there are other beautiful worlds besides the bright lights... "...It's no wonder that human vision is getting narrower and narrower. It's still a bit difficult not to be confused by the beauty of the artificial light here!" Isaiah murmured. "In ancient times, only gods could give light, so people believed in gods and followed the instructions of faith. Until human beings can find and create light themselves, human beings will stay away from gods..."

The light of the heavens fell from the sky, maybe it has a deep connection with the ability of human beings to find the light by themselves? However, even though many facts already exist, no one has been able to connect the key points, so these are only reasonable speculations, not absolute facts. In addition to the dazzling light of the human world, Isaiah's eyes can also see the light of other worlds. The human world is a strange world. It overlaps with several worlds, and it is completely different from the pure space of the heavens. Therefore, the human world is full of bizarre events, and the complexity of human behavior far exceeds that of the creator. settings and expectations.

Inheriting the broken, ruined and withered virtues of the gods, declaring that the glory of the ancestors far exceeds the actual achievements—this is the person in Isaiah's eyes. However, in his proud heart, there is still a pity of being a superior. It's not that he can't hear the helpless voice of prayer coming from the dark place where the bright lights don't reach. There are only two things you can do when you hear and see and ignore it: one is to completely deny it from beginning to end, deny its existence, deny its reality, treat it as nothing or have no "seeing" and "not seeing". "The problem is that all God's creations, including human beings, have this magical talent. They can turn a blind eye to or deny the existence of people and events that do not meet their own will, so that they can convince themselves that it is true. does not exist.

And the other is to push to "command".This method is more tender, and the person concerned will feel ashamed of his own behavior of not intervening.Which kind of thinking does an angel have when he acts?No angel can understand it by himself, because all actions have reasonable packaging and explanations. There are two things that enslave the created beings, one is authority and the other is faith.Offending authority is okay, but offending faith is even more terrible, and the punishment will extend after death. Angels dare not cross that ditch, who can resist a force stronger than himself?Even diamonds, under the authority of faith, can only choose to become powders—if they can choose.

Isaiah too, non-interference in the affairs of the human world is both faith and authority. In his mind, humans are a strange race. They have no strength other than physical strength, yet their prayers often attract the hearing of angels, and the voice is sometimes stronger than the voice of God in the angel's genes—some angels therefore deviate from God's order and follow That helpless and pitiful pleading voice, do something in line with human imagination-become a great angel to save mankind. Weird, isn't it?The ability of angels is far stronger than that of human beings, and the willpower of human beings is often swayed by illusory desires. Why can they interfere with the thinking and behavior of angels?

At this moment, he thought of these questions that he had been bored in his heart for a long time, and the matter about Marcia had long been forgotten. what!That voice came again! The voice of supplication has been the same for thousands of years. These voices come from the heart and can only be conveyed through the human mind, because they "do not hear" human requests. There will be demands, expressing the dissatisfaction of those who demand them.What are you dissatisfied with?Dissatisfied with the Creator's arrangements, dissatisfied with the established destiny, but such hoarse shouts and cries are not recognized by Shenwei. He believes that people should drink willingly the bitter wine given by God.

Why do you have to suffer?He will give you a lot of reasons, or call you unintentional blasphemy, or say you did bad things in your previous life when you didn't know anything... so you have to "suffer". However, the toughness of people's souls is stronger than the indifference or indifference of the gods. People use the transmission of will to open the consciousness of the creator, but they still cannot move the gods above, so the angels appeared. This kind of cognition of Isaiah was proposed by Marcia. Isaiah may not agree with it, but he cannot deny it. Facing the begging sound, he recalled the past.

In the past, he had become what people recognized, heeded the voices of human beings, and came to human beings with an elegant, holy and golden posture.To the bleary-eyed or drunk or sleep-deprived he says: "Your suffering comes from your own 'inability to control'. You can't control your own desires, and you can't change the distortion of the world... If I give you strength now, are you willing to correct people's hearts? If you can correct the world, you Then you can affirm yourself and get your true self..." But the answer he gets is usually: "Just be straightforward and let me become a king, wouldn't it be good?"

——Why don't you change yourself?Why ask others to change you?When a guy like you becomes a king, the country will be defeated in about a day! "Give me money if you want to help me!" --Money, money?Earn it yourself! "Give me strength? Will I be blamed by society if I kill the person I hate?" — Did you not kill someone because others might blame you?Don't you have the ability to control yourself? "Can you conjure gold for me?" —How about I turn you into gold?waste! "Can you make my wife more beautiful? Or let her die early so that I can change her." —I'll let you die!After you die, she will find a rich and handsome man to marry! And so on, or more answers that made Isaiah even more stingy, he tilted his beautiful mouth and gritted his teeth. What are human beings thinking?Why do you want money that is easily squandered even though it is easily in your hands?Why eat something that turns poisonous when eaten?Or is he old and ugly, but picks on the person next to him? As an angel, Isaiah may know his own strength, a crown-like appearance, and an immortal life that will not be scratched by the passage of time-these are indeed endless challenges for human beings. Attractive, but only knowing that he couldn't understand the desperate longing that people want when they want something that doesn't exist in them. It's not that he deliberately ignored it, but that he couldn't understand it. While Isaiah was thinking wildly, the pleading sound was uninterrupted, stimulating his perception deeply and clearly.He felt curious, muttered in his heart the frustration he hated in the past, and flew towards the starlight of the world.In the moment of silence, prayers sounded from a window. An angel in black followed the voice and appeared! This is a shabby apartment house, there is no elevator, and the stairwell is in a mess, because every family regards the small access space as their own home, either full of shoe cabinets and misplaced shoes, or It is full of unexplained waste, so that everyone who enters and exits has to dodge like an obstacle course. Huliel in black doesn't like retro clothing like other angels in the heavens. He wears a close-fitting cotton black jacket, gray trousers and short boots, and his wings are only displayed when he needs them. He came to the entrance of the first floor of this apartment and looked up, followed where the sound came from, and probably knew which house the sound was coming from. He only needed to go in through the window, saving the need for a lot of floor space. Scarred stairwell. The "prayer voice" he heard was not a real voice. It was a voice that human beings repeated in their hearts over and over again through a certain obsession and consciousness, and then spread to the hearts of creatures in other worlds. Some people chant scriptures, some cast spells, some pray, no matter what the method is, after the obsession has accumulated to a critical point, the creatures in other worlds cannot ignore it. Hulier glanced at the dark stairs, then passed through the iron gate with mottled iron and plastered with various advertisements, and flew directly to his target. Pausing in front of a barred window, he looked in, where a woman was sitting on an old sofa eating a late-night snack.Hulier, who had a little knowledge of everything in the human world, knew that the sofa was a simple piece of furniture that could be bought in a hypermarket for two or three thousand yuan. The style was well designed, but it was a bit old. "Is the voice of prayer conveyed by this woman?" Hulier raised his beautiful slender eyebrows and thought to himself: "...about forty or fifty years old. She has already reached the decline period of human physical strength, so she may not be suitable for being a Warcraft warrior, but...that kind of obsession is really rare among human beings. Do you want to give her a chance?" He thought for a while, pondering: "There isn't much spirit crystal water left, and it may not be possible to completely create a monster... However, I'm really curious about what she wants?" Hulier has never wasted a single bit of this rare liquid called "soul crystal water". What they need is a combat power that can rival angels. He always finds the most suitable objects, all of whom are human beings He is the most bloodthirsty and violent among them, so his master entrusted him with this task with confidence. He looked at the bright crystal bottle in his hand. There was not much liquid left in the bottle, which was purple and bluish. When shaking, the liquid in the bottle became crystal clear with the block cuts on the surface of the bottle. He was thinking about how to deal with the woman in the house, when there was another sound of wings vibrating by the window——to him, this sound was very familiar. Looking up, it was an angel with a beautiful glare that was flying towards the window where he was staying.All angels, elves, and goblins have a brilliant light that symbolizes their own power. "Elves know elves, angels find angels, and power knows power." As long as they are of the same kind, they can know each other's identity at a glance. "Oh! Isn't this a friend from heaven?" Hulier greeted with a smile, "You came here because you heard the prayer?" "Who is your friend? Don't put gold on your face! You fallen angel!" It was Isaiah who had just folded his white wings who spoke. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "What? Are you going to trick humans again and steal their low and cheap souls? Their souls are not worth anything. What good does it do you to cheat?" "It's not so much that I tricked them, it's better that they tricked me—or us, didn't they?" Hulier, still smiling, with a very pretty face, said again in a beautiful voice: "Aren't you also attracted by the voice of the human heart?" Hulier smiled and stared at Isaiah's unattainable expression—this expression was deliberately put on by Isaiah to show that they were not fellow travelers. Although Huliyer doesn't have a gorgeous and grand appearance like an angel, his facial features under his neat and beautiful short black hair also have the beauty that an angel should have. His eyes are purple-blue, and his whole body is full of dreams and illusions. Attractiveness, at the same time he exudes his own light, even though he is always completely dark. Isaiah didn't respond to what Hulier said just now. He glanced at the beautiful and attractive young man in black before him, and then turned to look at the woman in the window. The woman had finished clearing the dishes, walked into the kitchen, and disappeared from their sight. "How?" Hulier asked, "Do you want to know what she is praying for? I will come first and listen to you in detail. Shall I tell you?" "Human beings! Don't they want money, status, and enjoyment of life?" Isaiah said meanly without leaving the house: "I think this woman's life has already passed most of her days, so she probably prays for youth?" "Yes! But she laughed at her prayer in her heart." They both laughed softly, contemptuously. No matter how absurd what human beings pray for is considered in their own reason, there is still a hope deep in their hearts.That prayer is more like a voice to comfort oneself.Since angels can hear the prayers of human beings, they will naturally not ignore the suspicion and disdain of human beings for their own prayers. "Go in?" Hulier got up and asked. "Oh? Don't we have to wait for her to enter the dream?" Regardless of whether human beings believe in everything that happens in dreams, if everything happens in dreams, things will be much more convenient, so Isaiah asked this, and he has always done this before! "You can hear her heart, don't you? This woman is amazingly pragmatic. To deal with a pragmatic person, just give her what she wants." After Hulier finished speaking, he passed through the barriers built by humans and entered the house. Isaiah's "combat spirit" echoed, and of course he refused to let a black angel rush ahead, so he followed suit Into the house. As Huliere said, this woman is down-to-earth. She wiped her hands with a towel and walked into the living room. Suddenly, two lights and shadows rushed into her vision. Two angels, one black and one white, stood in front of her eyes.She froze for a moment, and spit out a sentence: "...Masquerade?" Isaiah rolled his eyes and said nothing.Huliier obviously had good patience, he smiled and said: "You know not." The language used by the gods is not the language that humans know and can speak, but angels and elves are the same. When they talk to creatures from other dimensions, they will naturally activate certain settings to make communication unimpeded. "...you... why are you looking for me? Is there... anything?" The woman's face was beautiful but slightly weathered. She suddenly realized that the person she was facing seemed to be inappropriate to use human greetings, so she stopped speaking suddenly. "Your time is running out, and you shouldn't waste it," said Isaiah at last. The woman turned her head slightly to look at this angel full of light and power. What she couldn't understand was: Why is this angel's expression and tone so arrogant? —She is very sensitive to other people's arrogance, even if the object is an angel, which makes her whole body uncomfortable. "...Could it be..." the woman asked Hulier, "Are you here to fulfill my wish?" She let out a dismissive sneer that disgusted Isaiah.At the same time, he said a word to Hulier, but the content was completely different. "No such thing!" he said. "Yes!" Hulier said. After speaking, the two angels looked at each other. Hulier knew that Isaiah's rivalry had been provoked.He smiled and raised his eyebrows at Isaiah, who cocked his lips to show he accepted the challenge. "We've all 'heard' your heart," Hulier said in his charming voice: "Your past, your resentment, your dissatisfaction... But we have no way of knowing what you are going to do, what purpose you are trying to achieve." The woman's face was full of hate, which made her uglier than her age, but she listened to the angel's words as if it were her own privilege. "You are not satisfied with anyone, you hate your business partner, you hate your colleagues at work, the person who got the job, and even your broken marriage later..." Hulier recounted the prayer he heard, and then asked tone said: "Did I hear it wrong?" "Listening to your narrative, it seems that I am a greedy and stingy woman." The woman said in a more arrogant tone than Isaiah, and she felt that she was comfortable in this way. "Your opinion of yourself is the only thing I approve of," said Isaiah. Seeing the woman turning her head and staring at Isaiah, Hulier laughed. He really wanted to tell Isaiah: Continuing to use strong drugs will have no effect on human beings, and all human behaviors will lead to what they feel to move in the direction of their comfort, rather than submitting to things that make sense but cause them shame or pain— However, the high angels don't want to understand this, and he doesn't have to say it.His contest with Isaiah, now he has the upper hand. "You pray, and we hear, that's all." Hulier was sure of winning. "You... angels can really hear what I'm thinking?" The woman's tone was not surprise and joy, but disdain and suspicion, and she said: "Can you fulfill my wish? Do I have to give you something?" "Exchange?" Hulier shook his head and smiled, "That's not what angels are good at. Why do we want limited things from human beings?" "We humans have knowledge!" the woman said proudly. "What kind of knowledge is that? Don't take your superficial understanding of the world to look at the facts!" In fact, before Isaiah, human knowledge is like nothing: "Don't limit the boundless world to your limited knowledge. You humans only accept what you know, only recognize what is consistent with your own level, and only want to see what you want to see. This is tantamount to limiting yourself to ignorance. To make matters worse, you have also imprisoned the world in your limited knowledge. I have experienced the history of mankind. In history, each era has so-called knowledge, but it will be overthrown in the next era... ...it goes round and round..." Isaiah suppressed his impatience. Hulier looked at Isaiah in the lecture, and felt in his heart: This angel is really serious!He covered his uncontrollable laughter with his hands, and went on: "What's your choice? Do you want to change the fate of your old enemy who made you into what you are today—from living in a mansion and driving a big car to now living in a back alley and beating you at work—or Change your own destiny?" "It's more pragmatic to reflect on yourself than to blame others for being better than you," Isaiah said. As if Isaiah did not exist, the woman only said to Hulier: "Unless you can make my old enemy die ugly!" Her tone was vicious, "Otherwise, I would rather choose to be young and beautiful!" "You are only now seeking eternal life. You may be a little too old. Youth and beauty have long been far away from you." Isaiah said again. Isaiah is not wrong, youth and beauty have long since disappeared from this woman's life, not at all, but consumed bit by bit by herself, and the tragic thing is that she thinks that the removal of these two will follow. There is nothing to have with age that is lost with age. The woman stared at Isaiah viciously. If Isaiah was not an angel, she might have picked up the broom and swept him out of the house. In her house, in her field, only she can be proud, only she can be arrogant, scolding is her duty, and teaching others is her privilege.She turned her head away from him. "Change yourself, restore yourself to your most beautiful and physical fitness, and then stop time and gain eternal life...there is the easiest way, drink this—" Hulier knew that it was time to bring out the medicine, and he held out a bright crystal bottle on himself. "Don't drink it!" Isaiah looked at the bottle, then turned to the woman and said, "That's poison!" "Poison? What good does it do me to poison you? Why should I go to such lengths to come here to poison a human being who has nothing to do with me?" Although Hulier said to the woman, he looked at Isaiah with challenging eyes. The woman walked up to Hulier and held out her hand.Seeing this, Isaiah said sharply in a teaching tone: "Hey! Think clearly! If you want to be better than others, you should work hard to transform yourself instead of doing such sneaky things!" The woman looked at him with disdain in her eyes.Hulier beside him laughed again, he wanted to add more strength, it is very easy to win this bet... "How? This beautiful liquid can easily change the very nature of your life, why work so hard to limit yourself to what, what to do, what not to do? Drink it and it'll all work out and you'll be young and beautiful , Immortality, these are far beyond your expectations. "What can you pray to human beings? Even if you climb up to a rich and powerful man, he can only let you live comfortably, go to a beauty salon, and you are still walking towards the road of aging. Why don't you be sure that you can A chance to pray to an angel? Think about it, your old enemy doesn't have this chance." Hulier shook the shiny bottle again. "Are you enough?" Isaiah said to Hulier: "Don't spread that set of fallacies here. Humans don't work hard, but they like to hate people who are stronger than him. This kind of inferiority is bad enough. Why don't you add fuel?" "Holy and beautiful angel! You have beauty, strength and eternity yourself, so you don't understand the reason why human beings wish for those wishes." Although the smile still covered the mouth, Hulier frowned tightly and said : "Why do you always like to let human beings take long detours? You know where the shortcuts are, but you always ask them to crawl through the mud, live a hard life, and then open the curtain of death to them? Humans don't have infinite power like us. The time and unlimited opportunities to experience failure, success, and taste the results, look at her, even if you work hard, you are getting old..." The black angel and the white angel - these two angels in front of the woman's eyes not only have completely opposite positions, but also completely inconsistent with the images in the comics and cartoons that the woman has come into contact with since she was a child. In the comic cartoon world, the black angel always persuades people to do bad things, and the white angel always stands on the side of justice... But the white angel in front of him, with blond hair and blue eyes, whose appearance is dazzlingly dazzling, seems to have put something in his mouth. Holding a bucket of Tianshan chili sauce, every word she said annoyed her; on the other hand, this black angel was more considerate of her and more straightforward! Why did she take a long detour?Isn't she bitter enough?Why did she let her old enemy leave her far away, rush to the peak of her career, and sit on everything?If she regains her youth and beauty, she will absolutely vomit him and the slut around him to death in front of her ex-husband! Thinking of this, she stretched out her hand, took the crystal bottle in Hulier's hand, and opened the bottle cap—— "Hey!" Isaiah couldn't believe it. He felt that he had said everything clearly enough. Is this woman deaf or mentally retarded?He raised his hand to stop her: "Have you really thought it through? Drinking that will do you no good at all!" "Enough! Angel!" Finally, the woman couldn't hold back anymore, and shouted at Isaiah: "You only teach people there, saying what human beings should do and what they should not do. Why don't you think about it, even if human beings do bad things, even if human beings complain, isn't it all God's fault?" Seeing Isaiah's eyes widen, she added: "If it's wrong for us to complain, it's wrong to do bad things, it's wrong to resent others, it's wrong to ask for this and that, then why does God let this happen? You and you angels have inherited all the advantages, But you don’t want others to gain the same as you. You will just watch with cold eyes, talk sarcasticly, and take advantage of all the benefits for your own selfishness, but you just say sarcastic remarks to others! If you want to fart, go back to God and let it go!” After the woman finished speaking, she left the astonished Isaiah alone, and swallowed the liquid in the bottle viciously. Hulier laughed out loud, turned his head to appreciate the gaze, and looked at the stunned Isaiah—— Isaiah, he has never been yelled at like this, always, always, always he yells at others!Now being yelled at by a stupid and vulgar old human woman, what kind of world is this? Isaiah's anger poured into that pretty face, and he was about to go mad when suddenly there was a sound of glass shattering—the crystal bottle fell from the woman's hand to the ground, and it shattered with a blow, making a terrifying sound. "...uh...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...... Hulier smiled like a black angel, and the black wings spread out as he laughed, covering the entire room and wherever the eyes could see, as if they had covered the world. "I'm sorry! What you drank was not a fine nectar, as the bitter-hearted angel said—it was poison!" Hulier told the woman kneeling on the ground with a smile, and then turned around Said to Isaiah: "How? Noble messenger of the heavens! Even though you were speaking the truth, you were treated as a lie by a stupid woman with an unclear head, and you were humiliated... Is this a rare lesson for you?" "You...you..." The woman spat out crimson blood, and pointed at Hulier with trembling fingers. "Let's see if the angel you scolded is willing to save you!" Hulier magnanimously pointed out the way to her: "This angel of light has the authority of the sky and can decide whether to give human beings a new life. If he is willing, he may be able to save you." After Hulier finished speaking, he let out a clear laugh and flew out of the window.Even if there is still a bit of spiritual crystal water left, he doesn't want to waste it on this kind of woman. As soon as Hulier left, Hikari returned indoors. It wasn't that Isaiah was not as powerful as Hulier, but because he was so shocked, he opened his mouth wide like a stranded deep-sea fish, and looked as stupid as a woman kneeling on the ground. His stubborn and competitive personality has been completely thrown out of the sky at this time. How could he allow a black angel to cover his light in normal times? All because he was so shocked! The woman's cursing words to him just now echoed in his mind like the echoes caused by throwing a stone into a deep pool. "...Save me! Save me quickly!" The woman yelled mournfully, and she turned to the angel in front of her eyes for help. She exhaled a strong death breath from the depths of her throat, and her whole body trembled. Her miserable appearance brought Isaiah's mind back to the present moment, although his mouth still couldn't close for a moment. The woman kept groaning against death - that's not what she wanted! Seeing her miserable appearance, Isaiah's anger eased a little, but he didn't want to save her, he would rather save a pig waiting to be slaughtered.He said: "Why should I save you? You chose to drink the poisoned wine yourself. Have I persuaded you? You still scolded me in a very disrespectful tone, remember?" "...You... aren't you an angel? Angels are supposed to help humans..." The woman's voice was full of hatred. "Even if angels are obliged to save human beings, they can't save a wayward creature who throws away their help. Why should angels be responsible for your selfishness and willfulness?" Isaiah shook his head and said: "Dream, see if you can achieve your wish in the dream. Dream that you finally defeated that old enemy. Sigh! People don't pay attention to you at all, but you still want to think about some things that have nothing to do..." ——The woman couldn't hear Isaiah's follow-up lengthy lecture, and died on her own. "With your human customs, what should I say now? 'Amen'? Huh?" Isaiah said to the ugly corpse.