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How do you describe the scenery in front of you?

Spectacular?

Beautiful?

Terror?

Crazy?

In the dead silence where all things are extinct, the ever-changing rainbow light covers the entire holy city, and the only sound in the dead world is woven with a gentle singing voice in the calm.

Any adjective seems to fit the scene ahead, like the day when the gods created the world, and a devout believer would surely bow down to the sacred majesty and revel in the melodious songs.

It's just that...... No one who stopped to watch the scenery could be moved.

No matter how beautiful the rainbow is, no matter how tender the song is, what is injected into it is still an incomparably pure destruction—not even malice, simple, the power to silence the world and make life disappear.

No matter how sweet it is, death is death after all, and there can be no room for any affection and happiness to intervene. Not to mention, there is a large-scale death in the unit of "10,000" in front of us.

There was no sound in the whole holy city.

Nor are the people who sing the carols.

Countless human faces appeared on the surface of the pitch-black eight-sided cube, and the faces of teenagers of different sizes and identical appearances sang the praises of death with a serene demeanor. There are 18 of these huge cubes that unfold around the Holy City.

“...... What the hell is that?"

Forced to spit out, Valrhona let out a shuddering murmur.

Tough and bold like her, in the face of this apocalyptic situation, there is only fear and doubt.

"The third shock. ”

The cynical and somewhat triumphant answer prompted everyone on the bridge of the Endeavour to turn around and stare at the captain of the personal guard directly under the dictator of Alfheim.

That is the third shock, the miracle of God that brings all life back to its beginning, the true gospel. ”

"You call this the Gospel?"

Valrhona grinded her back molars, telling herself again and again, "If you kill this bastard here, it's all over." That's why I couldn't bear it and didn't rush over.

"There is no doubt that this is the true gospel. ”

Nidhogg grinned, spread his hands and said:

"All ambition, vanity, betrayal, and hurt are gone, and to them a sweet death, according to their faith and doctrine, is it not gospel to them?"

Too much of a taken for granted, and at the same time the closest to a standard answer, silenced the bridge.

Truly.

Leaving aside the upper echelons of the church, it is impossible for the most basic and largest number of believers to have any problem with this. The happiest and most desired for the believers who regard life as an ascetic, waiting for the reincarnation of good and evil, and waiting for the redemption of death is to be given "liberation" by God Himself. They really won't have any resentment and opposition to this.

Since I have no complaints about this, outsiders naturally have no right to say anything about it.

However, it is impossible to be comfortable with it.

“...... Should I say that he is worthy of being a substitute for divine will?"

By the time she came to her senses, Valrhona had already poured out her harsh and resentful words at Nidhogg.

"Arbitrarily interfering in the human world, arbitrarily deciding the life and death of hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions of people. As long as you are a substitute of divine will, you can do anything, which is really great and amazing. ”

"yes, it's great. ”

In the face of Valrhona's cross-examination, Nidhogg answered without hesitation.

"Being empowered by God and being asked to be great by those around you cannot be called great, what should it be called?"

Amber pupils stared straight at Valrhona, pupils shrunk into a thin slit as if they were about to eat the princess of the golden group.

"...... the surrounding requirements?"

"It is true that the Lord was given authority by the Mother Goddess, but his power was also created by the people, and he was asked to accept that power in order to respond to many expectations. People who get that kind of authority are not even allowed to die, just like Roland. ”

Neither dragon took their eyes off each other's faces.

You cannot, and you cannot, you can't and you can't divert your gaze.

Even with the feeling of being seen through her heart, Valrhona couldn't bear to back down on this matter.

Ned Hogg smirked.

"And yet, you actually have a problem with this?"

"Shut up!"

The girl raised her fist, and the fist that had no target to hit trembled in the air, and the fist was white due to the exertion.

"In short, it is not possible to enter the Holy City right now. Let's just wait for this to be over. ”

With that, Nidhogg drank his tea to himself, and let the others stare at him, and he stood still.

Even if they don't want to, everyone can only accept Nidhogg's statement that the Holy City has now become a dead place, and they cannot set foot in flesh and blood.

Among the silent crowd, a young girl got up silently, walked slowly to the porthole, and caressed the strange scenery with her slender jade hand.

"Roland ......"

A murmur of longing, unease, and anxiety flowed from Minerva's mouth, and the girl's hand was folded back on her chest.

Until now, she still didn't know exactly what she was hoping for and what she was afraid of.

But one thing is certain.

She thought of Roland so strongly, so strongly, that she couldn't help herself, and prayed from the bottom of her heart for the safe return of that young man.

She closed her eyes and prayed silently.

No one on the Endeavour noticed that a box placed in the cabin was emitting an incredible rainbow phosphorescence.

＃＃＃＃＃＃＃＃＃＃

Ding——

The ethereal sound of the piano soaked into consciousness, and the consciousness that had been suspended for a time regained and began to recognize the surrounding environment.

"Isn't that quite energetic, and I'm relieved to see you so healthy. ”

(You...... ）

The moment he spoke, Roland understood that this was not a real space, but a space of consciousness that he had experienced several times. In all this ambiguous, pure spiritual world, there is a Bechstein brand piano opposite, and the well-dressed piano in front of the piano is greeted by a smiling face, which he will never dream of.

Fear, hatred, disgust, jealousy...... All kinds of negative emotions turned into nightmares constantly tormented him, and when the devil in this nightmare appeared in front of him, Roland's chest was only full of anger.

(You were planning to destroy Emir from the beginning!)

"That's right. ”

Beethoven's "Moonlight" flows gracefully, the nimble movements of the fingers are like art, and the melody of melancholy and lamentation is particularly harsh in its understatement.

"According to the predetermined schedule, waste that is not useful and can cause significant harm was disposed of. ”

Scheduled;

Castoff;

Dispose;

A few words of understatement decided the life and death of more than 100,000 people, as if it was not life, but expired document printing paper, which was casually thrown into the shredder.

"If they were allowed to continue to live, more than 100,000 people would die. I don't need to say how influential the church is, you know, when they are in their dying throes and call on believers to sacrifice their lives to destroy me, tens of millions of people will rush to me with smiles on their faces. Do you think it's more humane and humane?"

Apparently not.

Mikana's dull face and the appearance of many of the inhabitants immersed in the consciousness dilator flashed before her eyes, and the bitter taste spread through her consciousness.

The church has never been warm-hearted, and judging from their unhesitating attempt to consume hundreds of believers in order to confront Li Lin, the probability of encouraging all believers to launch a hopeless and decisive assault on Li Lin is quite high. Purely in terms of the scope and degree of harm, there is no problem with Li Lin's approach.

It's just that the argument that "small carnages are used to stop the massacres" is also unacceptable.

That's right.

It's not a reason, it's not an enlightenment, it's just pure sophistry.

"This is merely a purge of dissent, not a 'necessary evil of last resort to stop atrocities.'" ”

The tone of the rebuttal is not high, but it can be called calm, and the anger and heaviness contained in it have enough weight to overwhelm the piano performance.

"Under the banner of 'protecting the safety of the majority', as long as it does not conform to the 'new order' and does not conform to your plan, it will be eliminated under the name of 'divine punishment' and 'justice of the majority'. The so-called divine punishment is really just a purge to eliminate dissidents. ”

"Not bad. ”

The sound of the piano was not hindered, and Li Lin's tone did not change at all.

"But so what?"

“......”

"Make no mistake and make the mistake of thinking that we are equal to each other. I'm an agent of Mother God's will, and while I've always tried to avoid mass extinctions, civilization collapse, and the like, that doesn't mean I won't turn on the 'restart' switch. As soon as a fool like the church who tries to raise the flag against God shows up and the damage spreads, I can only make civilization a blank slate and start from scratch. ”

In order to prevent the flower bed from being completely wiped out, remove the flowers that have pests and diseases.

In order to ensure the operation of the world, we will eliminate those problematic characters who contradict the order.

The two are the same thing.

The relationship between the management object and the manager is only one-sided, and there is no such thing as "equality".

"The fact that you are now able to maintain your human form and be able to talk to me is also the result of my delicate manipulation of the ability to interfere with form, and if you make the slightest mistake, you will lose your form like everyone else. ”

Mikana...... Mikana, what's wrong with them?!"

"If you're talking about the inhabitants who act as backup consumables for strategic attacks, then you don't have to worry about them, they're already as inseparable as everyone else. ”

"You...... What to say ......"

"Except for you, all life within a radius of 30 kilometers has been altered, and it is no longer possible to maintain the body. ”

"It can't be...... Just kidding......"

"Well, with my strength, it's not difficult to reassemble into a body based on intelligence, but that's all. There's nothing I can do about the personality and consciousness that make up that person. ”

This can also be said to be the limit of the almost omnipotent power of "physical interference".

Personality is a fluid variable formed on the inherent timeline of an individual, so it cannot be objectively quantified, and even Li Lin cannot quantify the overall personality of this flow pattern. If he could do that, he wouldn't have to waste time and effort on a complex comparison that would take hundreds of years to get the right answer.

Of course, it is possible to form a similar personality through analysis, but at best, it is only a simulated personality constructed based on the supervisor's observation data, and it has no identity with the individual, even if the data is comprehensive and detailed, it is not the same person after all.

What makes man human is his uniqueness.

I think, therefore I am.

"She's dead. ”

There was no mockery or exclamation, and a dull voice announced the end of a life.

Is this war?

In a word, the sense of disbelief that denies a life and the meaning of its existence precipitates in the brain.

There was neither a dying throes, nor bloodshed, nor even a whimper, let alone a decent funeral. Not even a corpse remained, and in an instant a living person became a puddle of liquid in an unrecognizable form.

Life and death lose their original form, meaning, meaning of existence, definition of death, definition of happiness, definition of dignity, all these become ambiguous, even meaningless.

This is a very appalling thing.

Is this the war of world rulers and antagonists?

Is there no meaning in life and death here? Is the hope of the living, the rest of the dead, even such insignificant expectations?

So...... Mikana, what did they live and what did they die?

“...... Give me ......."

Consciousness trembled violently, and the muffled murmur that was about to explode continued to spread in the space.

"Give me Mikana back, me, me, me, !!!!!!!!!"

Screaming, roaring, roaring, and...... The storm of remorse hit the entire consciousness space, and the red eyes that had been staring intently at the keys and the sheet music were raised for the first time and looked directly at the boy.

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