When He passed by Hill, [the impermanence of life] did not swallow up this girl.
Even the most devout saints He has ever seen do not have such impure souls, which are the closest to divine pure white.
But he misunderstood. Only fallen angels flow with the ominous blood of "all-devouring white".
After revealing each other's identities——
"Hey, I'm a fallen angel. Carlos, are you surprised?"
Carlos, the god of darkness and death, was bathed in the divine light and fell into deep thought. He hesitated and said: "But, you really don't look like..."
Two false saints, the light fell.
The rules are chaotic and the order is chaotic.
The girl walked towards the throne of the God of Light and looked pitifully at the God of Darkness lying in a pool of blood.
Uncontrollable laughter came from the other side of the world, and the god of mischief laughed heartily, "How pitiful, Carlos."
How can people see flaws in the gift of the Creator God?
Hill kissed the Dark God's forehead, extremely pious, as if he had completed his mission.
Do you know, Carlos... I am the only being who can destroy, no, redeem you...
Betrayal·Closing
The show is about to begin.
It's not BE, but it's not a good ending either.
Intention: Never forget the original intention