The moment she walked into the house and felt relieved, she fell into a dream and fell straight at the door.
Then, she, who never dreamed, dreamed of a strange scene.
A strange perspective.
She seemed to be hung high in the sky, looking straight at the ground from an immobile perspective.
Overlooking the neighborhood where I grew up from a completely new perspective.
The place where I grew up didn't seem so perfect either.
I saw the darkness, violence, poverty, and depravity happening in the corner...
These things are hidden under the shiny surface and are usually deliberately ignored by people, but it cannot be said that they do not exist.
That's not all.
At this moment, the city is filled with many strange figures.
They exude different auras, but each one is like a superman only described in novels, traveling up and down the steel jungle.
Chasing each other, they unleashed their power wantonly, spreading destruction and death.
Subconsciously, Lin Shuang felt sincerely sad about this.
Why use this power to kill each other?
why?
Then, Lin Shuang felt other thoughts!
Anger, powerlessness, disgust, shame... Tens of thousands of thoughts flooded into my mind like a flood, and my brain went blank.
The next moment, before she had time to react, an invisible force pulled her into a new place.
Heaven.
The moment Lin Shuang saw this, she could only think of this word.
The city is still the same city, but it has undergone tremendous changes.
The sky is blue, the air is fresh, and the sunshine falls softly on everyone.
Everyone has a happy smile on their face, and they are all enjoying a satisfying life.
Everything is so harmonious and friendly.
And, there are no strange beings with extraordinary powers.
【Just pray to our Lord.】
A calm voice sounded, and a kind elder wearing a white robe, who was reminiscent of a priest, appeared.
He covered his face under a pure white hood and said slowly:
【All this will come true.】
Really?
Subconsciously hesitating, Lin Shuang did not believe in God before, and many people around him did not have faith as a spiritual sustenance.
She does not object to belief, but she sincerely does not believe in the existence of gods.
Because I have never seen it, I never believe it.
【My Lord, I never lie.】
Naturally, she chose to believe it.
So what to do?
This is not her only problem, everyone who enters here will ask it.
The old man nodded slowly and said:
【As long as those people disappear...】
boom!
Before the old man finished speaking, just when she was about to hear the answer, a violent roar made her eyes flash!
Lin Shuang returned to the perspective of looking vertically at the ground for an instant, but then returned to it.
She felt very uncomfortable and felt a foreign body entering "her" body.
With a arrogant attitude, he ran rampant inside without any reason.
No!
But before Lin Shuang could get angry, she saw an additional man in the heavenly world who was incompatible with the surroundings.
The bat wings and long tail stretched out behind it, and the entire body surface was burning with dark red fire, exuding some kind of strange aura.
His presence seemed to be in sharp contrast to the old man.
One represents light and the other represents darkness.
But it was strange. Looking at the figure that suddenly broke in, Lin Shuang had a strange idea.
"...He's so good-looking."
and……
"Does he also want to be one of us?"
Lin Shuang didn't know when he changed his mind and began to refer to himself as "us", along with everyone else's thoughts.
The demonic man did not retreat when facing everyone's gaze. He first looked at the old man and then looked around the world.
He will also recognize us.
He will also become one of us.
But before she thought about it, Lin Shuang realized something was wrong. She felt the other person's emotions!
But it is not the familiar pain, anger, sadness, desire...
All the negative emotions that each of them carried were absent from him.
Not even the positive emotions of light breath.
Nothing at all.
Empty.
The other party didn't seem to be a living thing at all, but like an inorganic, cold machine.
For no reason, Lin Shuang felt fear.
She didn't know where this feeling came from, but there was indeed a crack in the dream that was about to sink.
In a perfect dream where everyone can be happy and smile, an uninvited guest breaks in.
He was unsmiling, not infected by others, and just looked at everything with cold eyes.
Like looking at.
Like contempt.
Then, he smiled.
But it was not a satisfied smile like others.
Instead, he did not hide his contempt and disdainful smile.
"……That's it?"
…?
Everyone, they heard what the man said.
He said:
"So, this is your wish? Is this what you call the prayer of all living beings?"
"Isn't this too...?"
Something was deliberately omitted, but the stimulating effect was not weakened at all, and tens of thousands of souls instantly rioted.
It would be fine if it was just verbal ridicule. Their current state is difficult to understand and the effect is almost non-existent.
However, now all of their senses are connected and they can feel each other's emotions.
The other party is not covering up.
He truly expressed his speechlessness and contempt.
Not only were the words spoken out of his mouth not exaggerated, they were even much more restrained.
He must pay the price!
But before their emotions could explode, the man's mood changed instantly.
Cold and heartless.
The demon-looking man's eyes flashed scarlet and he licked his lips:
"I said, you have to have a certain temper when joking, okay?"
And...violent.
"What do you think? They are working hard for you, and you are here imagining a world without them?"
One person's emotion instantly overwhelmed the anger of tens of thousands of people.
In the shadows falling beneath him, there seemed to be a terrifying being that exposed its ferocious fangs and glanced at everyone with greedy eyes.
Everyone felt the fear from the bottom of their hearts, and their bodies seemed to be shattered in the next second.
They heard the man continue:
"That's it, can you still sleep?"
"What are you sleeping on?"
"Get up the hell!"
…
…
In the church, the weird music became more and more exciting, and the priest's movements became more and more exaggerated.
His fingertips were stained with blood, not only from the blood that had been sprayed on the keys before, but also from the flesh and blood of the fingers themselves.
The pastor's fingers were unknowingly damaged to varying degrees, and they were a bloody mess.
At this moment, a tall figure holding a giant ax appeared silently at the door of the church.