Chapter 4 4 black memory

Shuttle back and forth in the night sky of the human world, this is the homework that Hulier considers, and it is also leisure. There is wind in the sky in the human world, but there is no wind in the sealed realm - the Fallen Angel King City.Everything is still there, everything is dead. The eagle fluttered in the wind, which made him feel refreshed. His master was right, God reserved all of his best creations for mankind, because God said: "Man is weak, so he needs it." God gave the wind to mankind, God gave mankind the joy of life, and also gave mankind the eternal rest—death.

Angels do not rest, and therefore cannot experience the sweetness of life. Human beings are their own masters, so they work for themselves, eat and drink for themselves, and are happy for delicious food... they are happy for their own happiness, and cry for their own sorrow. To be the servant of someone or something. Angels are servants, beautiful and eternal servants, who cannot taste the ups and downs that many human beings can enjoy.Even if they had all the most desirable things in human beings, they could not be joyful, they could not feel the hard-won beauty of eternity—they themselves were born eternity, so joy had no chance to come to them.

When did Hulier start to understand this? when?He had long since forgotten, but he knew the difference between the two species because he was both.But he also knows that what he once had and what he had later cannot replace each other. wind-- The wind of the human world, a gift given by God to this world, is not cherished in the hands of the recipient. Throw it away, give it unnoticed. Hulier returned to the sealed land, and went straight to his habitat, where the echo of the human girl he brought back was there. He looked at Echo sleeping on the marble and wondered when she would wake up?He wanted to get the secret of Genesis from the girl Echo as soon as possible.His master didn't give any instructions. Logically speaking, if his master got the echo, it would be equivalent to gaining the authority to declare war on the sky, but his master turned a blind eye to her.

He sat next to Echo, spread his wings, and drove his dream world. He wanted to peek into Echo's memory through the dream. She is the son of an angel, so she is an angel with the authority of the sky. It is impossible for her to know everything, and her memory must be tampered with! "Enter her memory! Go find what the Lord wants!" Hulier looked at the echo and said, "In the memory? Or in the subconscious?" He can only try. "Let me inquire." The dream of Echo started, Hulier's consciousness entered her memory, and she began to explore one by one. The memory has been going back since she was sixteen now, fifteen, fourteen, thirteen... The age is getting smaller until the intermittent, vague and trivial memories of childhood.

This human girl, Echo, grew up like a human being, ordinary as a clear sky, and grew up smoothly. Her memory has no special past, no angels, no fairies and elves, no secrets of creation, until seven years old... In the dream world driven by Hulier, human memory is like one door after another of surprises.In his power these doors are opened by his coming, and the things within hold nothing from him. But at this moment, Hulier was puzzled. He came to the door of "Seven" through one step after another, and the door was closed tightly, which means that her memory lasted until the age of seven, and before the age of seven, even she herself forgot.

What Hulier was puzzled about was that even these subconscious layers that the person concerned did not remember were obediently and unreservedly opened up in front of him, but now that he encountered such a strange situation, he couldn't help feeling in his heart. Have a "bad" idea. "This is deliberately blocked!" He stood in front of the door, touched the door, and made a judgment. "This is my unconscious memory, she will not know that I have explored it..." He tried to push, and there was an imperceptible resistance from the other side of the door, but the resistance did not persist, so he pushed the door open.

As soon as the door opened, a ray of light shone in like opening the door of a church in the human world. The first thing Hulier saw in the light was a robe as light as a dream, and a delicate foot hidden in a Greek shoe like the foot of a stone statue of an ancient civilization. A handsome, tall man stood in front of him. "Is there someone else behind the door? Is there someone else in Echo's memory?" Hulier's surprise was extraordinary. The person standing in front of Hulier was full of power and divine light. He released all his power without any cover, and was immersed in an unbearable light, unable to look directly at his facial features, but still let those who looked at him know that his face was as beautiful as white jade Flawless, his facial features are as handsome as a god.

Hulier vaguely saw in the light that the other party had long straight red hair, and the silky flame hair was lightly draped over his cloak, and then slipped down smoothly, perhaps dragging to the ground.He is wrapped in a floor-sweeping cloak, but there are accessories on his neck that complement him, neither too shabby nor too shabby, like the unique jewel in the king's crown. Hulier knew that those ornaments were nothing more than the embodiment of the power of heaven. "...Is there someone here?" Under the power that made people dare not face it, Hulier said with difficulty, "Who are you? Why are you hiding in the memory of the echo?"

"To prevent intruders like you." The man's voice was angelic, but not words.It was a signal and rhythm woven by power, and it was definitely not an ordinary voice from the throat. Seeing Hulier's astonished expression, the red-haired man said again: "I have guarded here for many years, and I can't imagine that someone can actually invade. Who are you?" "I am the Dark Dream Angel Huliel." Hulier spread out his black wings, but he couldn't let his surroundings sink into his darkness, his domain, and his legal realm as usual. At this time, he struggled to resist the light that almost assimilated him.He questioned again:

"and who are you?" The beautiful lips of the red-haired man seemed to smile, and the cloak on his body was automatically raised without wind, and his red hair was also affected, dancing into a blazing flame. Only then did Hulier see the other party The wings hidden under the cloak - transparent, huge and powerful white wings. "I used to be one of the seven archangels before the throne—Archangel Michael." The voice shook the sky, and the power was transformed into words and flowed out: "Nowadays, I'm just Mikael." Upon hearing this legendary name, Hulier let surprise fill his eyes.

The holy angel who claimed to be Archangel Mikael spread his wings lightly, and Hulier saw a gorgeous ribbon of red, gold thread intertwined and full of precious stones hanging on the angel's body. His master, Satan Ye, described that there are four such belts, which are bestowed by the gods, and only the heavenly king (the archangel) can have them.Each of the four straps has a blessing from the gods, and Mikael's is the red Rydster. Looking at the light and the belt, Hulier did not doubt the identity of the other party. This is one of the two angels created by God with equal power, leading the angel army in the entire heaven. He knew that it was indeed the holy angels who had such splendor, and that no one in this visible world could pretend to be such a being. "Let's go! Dark Dream Angel Huliel, this is the second time you have invaded other people's private areas. I don't want to kill in the dream of Echo. Let's go!" said the angel named Mikael: "The secret of Genesis is not something you should touch." The light expanded, brighter than all the lights known to Hulier, and he was irresistibly driven from here—he remembered the setback he encountered when he invaded the echo dream last time... It turned out that the person who protected Echo and prevented Echo from speaking the name of the true God in the virtual dream he created was this holy angel! When he woke up, he couldn't be sure if he was awake, he was shocked, and remained silent. After a while, he realized that the sleepy girl Echo had opened her eyes. Echo seems to have been awake for a long time, feeling uneasy about the strange environment around him. "...Where is this place?" Echo looked at the person in front of him and asked. "Here..." Hulier has not yet recovered from the shock just now, but he still said, "This is not the human world, but the sealed land. People in the heavenly world call this the king city of fallen angels." Hulier looked at Echo's surprised face and thought...if he guessed right: it is impossible for this human girl to return to the human world!If his master, Satan Ye, either killed her, or abandoned her in a place full of monsters, and let her be tortured to death... He will not sympathize with her. He hates humans—he hasn't loved humans since he became something other than humans... No!earlier!He hated humans long before that. he told himself. Echo looked at him, a face with bewildered eyes, a hesitant, dark, sad and indifferent beautiful face... She was a little afraid of him, but subconsciously felt that this man would not harm her. "Why am I here?" she asked. "I brought you here," Hulier said to Echo. "Why did you bring me here? I'm going home..." Echo climbed down from the marble seat, reached out and took Hulier's hand, and asked nervously.And Hulier reflexively pushed Echo down—he didn't like being touched by humans. "Don't touch me again!" He looked cold and fierce, staring at Echo who fell to the ground, but said in a flat and emotionless tone: "Have you heard clearly?" After saying the deliberately cold words, he turned and left, leaving an echo of falling to the ground. Hulier didn't expect to think of the memory he didn't want to think of at this time - the past when he was still a human being... god?He has never seen God! Even before he was about to die, he shouted out devoutly that God had never appeared in front of him; even though he had become an angel, he still had not seen God... About seven hundred years ago, religious wars broke out, Politics woos religious forces, and religious forces also woo political power and money. People have many excuses and reasons to provoke wars logically, take the opportunity to expand their land and power, or gain benefits from wars. The village of Hylicia was destroyed in a medium-scale war. And Hylicia was sixteen when he died—he had bright blond hair and aqua-blue eyes.He is the son of a farmer. He wears coarse clothes and trousers with patches everywhere. He eats and uses very rough products.However, if there is no war, all these can be tolerated, and even everyone is willing to work and live in a down-to-earth manner. At this moment, he had a beautiful but dirty face—just like him when he was working, but now no one was working, everyone looked flustered and frightened, and everyone was running. Hylicia picked up his six-year-old sister, Emily, and shoved him roughly to the woman in the carriage. yes!He still remembered that he had entrusted his only younger sister to a woman who lived in a neighboring house, and he was startled that he could no longer remember Emily's face, but her immature cry still echoed in his ears—— "Brother! Brother Hylicia! I don't want to leave you!" Emily's young body was tightly hugged by the woman sitting in the carriage. She desperately wanted to escape from the woman's grip, and wanted to jump out of the carriage and rush towards her brother who was crowded under the carriage. "Emily, be good! Don't be afraid! Listen to Auntie, and brother will find a way to find you!" He wasn't sure if Emily could hear him, because he was pushed back, farther and farther away from the village people trying to squeeze into the carriage, but he still managed to shout out his order . Wagons drove away one by one, and horses galloped under the whip, hurrying to a place unspoiled by war.People who couldn't get into the carriage asked for help and ran around. Some people rushed in front of the horses because they couldn't squeeze into the carriages, and died tragically under the hooves of the horses before the enemy could kill them. "Take me away! Please!" "Let me get in the car!" "Dad! Grandpa—" "Go away! It's too crowded!" Shouts came and went, the crowd rushed towards the carriage and the animals, and Hylicia stood there watching the carriage that Emily was riding in was leaving in the dust. He doubted whether he would be able to fulfill his promise, whether he could survive, he himself was not at all sure. Those who could go left, and the old and weak women and children who could not escape could only find places to hide. Hide in all the wells, holes, and woods... But they all know that as long as the enemy uses smoke, they can all be smoked out, and then hacked to death one by one. Every well was filled with people until there was no more mosquito to squeeze in. In the process of escaping, Hylicia saw some old people hanging themselves in front of their houses, and Hylicia saw their limbs struggling until they remained still—they chose to kill themselves rather than let the enemy kill them like pigs and sheep. The red-eyed army outside the village, like the army of the devil king, is rapidly approaching the village. Hylicia recalled the rumors he had heard. The reason why they were attacked was because they believed in false gods and evil gods... False gods?Cthulhu?Don’t they believe in only one God? O only true God! Thinking of God in my heart, I am afraid it is mostly comforting myself.Hylicia followed a few elderly people to the woods, but he knew that these were useless. Many people were found out one by one, killed, and dismembered. The whole forest was littered with corpses... One day and one night passed, he was tired from running, and he nestled under an old tree panting, and the figure of the old man who hanged in front of his house appeared in his mind.He thought, just find a rope and hang himself!He can no longer run.But after a second thought, he thought of the oath he had promised to find Emily, so he forced himself to give up the idea of ​​death. He had no way of understanding or knowing what war and aggression would bring, and he never thought that something worse than death might happen. Just when an old man was split in two in front of him, and blood spattered all over his body, he only thought that he might be decapitated and die without a whole body. "Oh! Look what I found?" said the soldier, still holding the bloody sword, looking at him. Hylicia turned and ran instinctively, but he was picked up by the waist before he ran a few steps, and the soldier who caught him rudely said to his companion: "Look, I found something good! Hahaha!" He was thrown to the ground, and when he braced himself up, he found that there were menacing figures in armor and holding long arrows standing in front of him. An invading team like the Demon King's army... "Oh! It's a beautiful little thing! Hehehe——" "I thought there were only old people left in this village!" "Are there no women?" "Last time, that girl died within two strokes..." The burly man in front of him commented on him like a discussion, and he felt strongly disgusted. His long blond hair covered half of his face, and when he looked through the hair, he could only see one ugly and wretched face after another.He leaned against the half-slumped wall behind him, trembling with fear. A soldier moved forward and stretched out bloody hands to Hylicia, the blood of the people he had killed. Hylicia stared at the blood, and then he realized that his clothes were ripped off, and he struggled violently. , but was severely slapped several times, and his mouth was full of blood. Surrounded by obscene laughter, he wasn't even sure how many hands touched his body. Finally, Hylicia succumbed to a shining long sword, and they nailed him to the ground and raped him... What exactly did they do to him? Hylicia didn't feel it at all. All his perceptions were concentrated on his chest—the sword, the blood gushing out... Those soldiers continued to cry out amidst the crimson ground. Violate him. "God..." Hylicia whispered—— Why did he call on God before he died?He didn't understand, why didn't his god come to save him?Where is his god?Is it because his faith is not enough that he can’t get God’s mercy? "It's no use shouting at God! Because you believe in a false god, you're lying here and being played with!" The soldier panted and laughed contentedly. "If you believe in the true God, you won't die! Hehe!" Another one also said. Hylicia's eyes have long been unable to identify which person is pressing on him now, and he knows from the other person's voice that another person has changed. False gods? Isn’t what he believes in the unique God?Isn’t it the same God they believe in? "Hehe! You have been deceived by the devil! We believe in the true God, so we invade countries and win wars. If you believe in the right God, you will not receive retribution, will you?" really?Who should he turn to for answers to his questions? When did the soldiers leave?Hylicia didn't know— But so what?What difference does it make if they go or not?They got what they wanted anyway, and he lost what he should have had—including that firm but fragile faith... He wasn't sure if he was dead or alive, maybe he temporarily lost consciousness and was regarded as dead by them, and now he has a little consciousness again... The heart-pounding pain in his chest awakened him—— Is it dark?Why is the world in front of my eyes a dark gray at this moment? so what?What is the difference between day and night to him? People depend on the day, even though it is bright and warm, when the evil is near, the power of the day is so weak... Where is his god?Does he not exist?Or—a god who loves the world...is no match for a warlike god? Could he be dying? Then - die quickly! He closed his eyes obediently, forcing himself to accept his impending death. A dark shadow descended at the moment when his life was fading away.The black shadow came to him, silently, like a dream, he was not sure if the black shadow really existed, but the black shadow bowed his head and said to him: "Child! You are dying, do you want me to save you?" The voice was as beautiful as an angel, but as severe as a gust of wind. "Who?..." Hulicia opened his out-of-focus eyes. No matter how you look at it, this black shadow is just a black shadow... He asked vaguely: "Are you...the devil? The...devil who came to meet me?" "I'm not a devil." Sombra said briefly. "...not the devil? But they say... I believe in false gods, the devil..." Forget it, it doesn't matter... He doesn't even know the real god and the false god, so how can he tell the difference between the real devil and the fake devil? "Child! You are dying..." Sombra announced again simply. "...If you believe in the true God...you won't die...?" Hylicia asked vaguely again, every time he made a sound, he felt so painful.He felt that he didn't have the strength to say anything anymore, he only felt his body gradually getting colder, and the cold sword still stuck in his body... "If you believe in the true God, you won't die? It's strange that you think so!" Soi Ying answered his question just now, saying: "It's like an ignorant person saying, 'Doctors shouldn't get sick, and doctors won't die'. You're not a scumbag in the countryside. How could you have such ignorant thoughts?" "Then... can you tell me... what I believe in...is the true God...?" Hylicia felt his eyes moisten, and every time he said a word, blood gushed out of his mouth. "...Yes! It's a true god!" Sombra replied. "...True God really exists? Then...where is he? After I die...will I come before him?...Why didn't he save me?" "Son! You got me wrong. What you believe in is an idea, a touch of justice, and a revelation. That is the true meaning of the word 'God'." Black Shadow said: "However, how can faith, justice, and enlightenment save you? Faith, justice, and enlightenment mark a kind of moral benchmark, but at the same time, they are also the most powerless things in this world. They cannot regulate those who stand at the top. They are used to A dogma that manages and forces the lower class to obey. It can neither save you nor give you an answer—human beings have made a mistake! Or they are just for their own convenience—to fight for power and profit, turning 'gods' into An object to disprove another's beliefs as false - just to justify aggression!" "...Really? The truth can't save me?..." He asked desperately, "Then what's the point of me believing in the truth?..." "Son, you are dying!" Sombra didn't answer him, but asked a really important question. He has repeated this sentence twice: "Do you want me to save you?" "..." Silence, despair... "—You want to find the truth? Who believes in the truth? The answers to these questions vary depending on the object and position. If you die, you won't get any answers... Do you want me to save you?" "...Save me! Even if...you are a devil—" He couldn't forgive...he couldn't forgive that god!that truth!He will find him alive!He believed in the light, but he didn't expect the light to be such a fragile illusion... "Child! What's your name?" "... Hylicia..." "Then, Hylicia! Drink this—" The black shadow took out a small crystal bottle, which contained a psychedelic purple liquid, and Hylicia even thought—it must be because he was about to die, otherwise, how could there be such a beautiful purple in this world?At this moment, other scenes including that tall black figure are colorless, only this small crystal bottle reveals a purple glare... "This is the soul crystal water of the Dark Dream Elf..." Soi Ying said quietly: "Say goodbye to the life that God gave you! You are now the Angel of Darkness Dream—Hulier..." Hylicia couldn't drink the spirit crystal water, and finally the black shadow fed him to drink like a kiss. He had never tasted the taste of a kiss. At this time, the gentle kiss of the black shadow fed life and hope after despair into his mouth full of blood. Mixed with the fishy-sweet smell of blood, after this beautiful and bewildering liquid flows into the body, it seems to have been washed by a clear stream, washing away the pain, wounds, and taking away death forever, but—hatred and sadness are left behind, Can never be cleared. Hulier found that his hair had turned black, and a pair of black wings spread out from his shoulder blades, which made him feel a burning pain in his back. He definitely feels alive, and the fact that something has been transformed. "...I thought you would turn into an elf or goblin..." Sombra said beside him, "but you turned into an angel?" His voice seemed to be smiling: "Did you still think about God in the sky until you died?" Hulier looked up at the black shadow. At this time, he looked at the black shadow through the eyes of the new life body, and found that it was not a black shadow, but a handsome and beautiful angel like an angel. Existence—even though he was dressed in black.The dreamlike black robe stretches endlessly, unfolding like wings in the wind... Black—a garment of sorrow! — thought Hulier. "Do what you should do, what you want to do, and come back to me." Sombra said. The angel-like shadow handed Hulier a piece of black, long coarse cloth, because Hulier was not wearing a single strand at the moment.Then, the shadow disappeared. Hulier tied the black cloth around his waist, and he suddenly remembered what he was going to do—his sister, his Emily! He flew into the sky without any effort, looking for the long fleeing convoy. Not long after flying, he saw the annihilated convoy, the convoy Emily was in. The horses were lying on the ground, and the corpses were all over the place. Hylicia's heart tightened, and he called out to Emily amid piles of corpses. Hulier found her. The little girl was covered in blood and was held dutifully by the woman. The woman's head was gone, but her arms were still around Emily. Hulier's eyes were filled with tears. He hugged Emily, and gently called the little girl. The little girl was still alive, but she only murmured, "Brother Hulicia...why didn't you come to save Emily", and then Shen Shen died. Huliier hugged the little girl's body tightly and cried for an unknown amount of time. He unconsciously turned the corpses all over the ground into flames, together with his sister. "... Emily... Emily, Emily..." Hulier whispered on his lips while flying in the air, looking for the source of his resentment. As soon as he saw the smoke of the camp, he jumped down quickly, knowing that it was the army like the army of the devil king, and he easily took off the heads of the two guard soldiers who were eating. "Ah... ah! That's..." "Black wings! It's a devil!" "He's already killed a dozen people..." "Run away!" "The devil has come!" The mighty soldiers, who were invincible when they killed the weak, fled around like frightened rabbits. "...What's the matter?" Looking at the chaotic army, Hulier said, "Are you also afraid?" The screams spread from all over him, making him think for a moment that he had returned to the time when the villagers were rushing to catch up with the fleeing team.He unconsciously searched for Emily again... "Emily..." he muttered to himself in a daze. What made Hulier regain consciousness was a trembling soldier who rushed forward and stabbed a sword in his waist. He glared at the young man whose eyes were filled with fear, and easily broke his arm. When he made the soldier with the severed arm silent, he slowly pulled out the sword pierced through his body. How unbelievable, such an injury made Hulier feel no pain, but he knew that his heart was tangled and uncomfortable, and his heartache was far more severe than when he was nailed to the ground and humiliated by a group of people before! "I thought...you wouldn't be afraid of any bloody storms by relying on the gods you speak of!" The words spouted from Xiulier seemed to announce the arrival of the end. "God..." "Run away!" "Demon! Wow—" He killed dozens of people in an instant, and he could easily turn these soldiers into flames in an instant, but doing so could not dispel his hatred. "If you believe in God, you won't die? You said that, didn't you? So...do you think you will die? Tell me!" he said, grabbing the head of a soldier wearing a steel helmet. "Wow! It hurts..." "Do you feel pain too? Then...the god you believe in is also fake!" He tightened his fingers, and slowly crushed the steel helmet and the wrapped skull in his hand, slowly and without hesitation. "The devil... you are the devil—" cried the man whose skull was almost shattered. "Wrong! You and your gods are the devil!" Hulier sharply retorted: "Your god sits back and watches you burn, kill, loot, rape and plunder... He and you are the devil!... Even such a small little girl! Why do even little girls have to sacrifice for people's desire to rule? "You evil humans use a god that never existed as an excuse to invade. So many people died because of your arrogance and greed! ... And the god you believe in may also be the one we believe in The god...the god...the god who has no power and no intention to stop these evil deeds, is he the evil god who reigns in the land of the dead? Hey! Tell me!" He looked at the protruding eyes and bodyless head in his hand and shouted road. No one answered him. All the people he saw were brutally killed by him. He, the angry black angel, wiped out every army in sight, but...even when he cut the humans to pieces...he was still full of rage! That resentment has no window to vent— Afterwards, he returned to his master like a shadow—the one who made him immortal, his master Satan Yeh said, and fell at his feet and wept. His Master knelt tenderly and embraced him, saying: "Huriel, my beautiful child! Forget everything about being human! You have been born again! Immortal life... No one can kill you as long as you are not crushed by heartbreak .” Satan Ye said in a beautiful voice that an angel can only have: "Huriel! You are the most beautiful creature I have created with the spirit crystal water of elves... Human beings are too complicated, their minds are full of ugly, dirty and selfish thoughts, even if they get eternal life, they can hardly Beautiful looks survive in the world. You are an odd number." How many Warcraft warriors did Satan Ye create with the soul crystal water?He has long lost count, but among these reborn human beings, only Hulier turned into an angel—a black, sad but beautiful angel!Hulier unconsciously remembered these past events, he couldn't understand... He had already thrown all these things into those past times, could it be because... That human girl echo?Or... the relationship with the guardian angel Mikael in her dream? Hulier lowered his head and forced himself to stay away from the memory.