Chapter 1463

"You know he's wrong, don't you? You know it from the beginning, but you don't want to admit it. "

In the misty clouds, in a quiet and pleasant courtyard, the figure in white is talking with another lonely figure.

The lonely figure turned his head and ignored the words of the man in white.

"So what? He will come to save me. "

In the mouth of the lonely figure, she murmured these words. Her eyes looked into the empty distance, and she didn't know what she was staring at.

She's Rowling, or rather, Rowling's soul.

Since the soul was taken away, when Rowling woke up, she was in the sky courtyard. Besides her, there are many peaceful spirits here.

Every morning, Rowling could hear the spirits chanting their hymns and picking up the dew from the clouds. Each of them was bright and peaceful, and was no longer disturbed by anything.

At noon, the steps from the clouds to the ground will come down, and devout knights and priests will step into the town on the top of the clouds and receive pure blessings.

Everything around her is out of tune with Rowling's past life. She has long been used to sleeping alone on the dark tower with the faint flame in the skeleton Candlestick when Rhode was on a long journey. The energy of death penetrated into every inch of her body. All this made her feel uncomfortable.

"He won't come."

Not far away, the figure in white denied her words, and at the same time sighed, with a look of compassion in her eyes.

"Without the protection of the wise man Yuk, Eli creature can no longer withstand the next attack of the necromancer. He has no reason to give up his easy victory and risk his own death to save you."

When he said that, Rowling's face turned white. She pursed her lips subconsciously and held them tightly.

Even Rowling herself could not deny the truth of these words. How could rod, who looked further than her and ignored everything, not understand?

"He will come to me..."

When it comes to the end, Rowling has little confidence in her heart.

She lowered her head down and said no more.

On one side, the figure in white sighed deeply: "poor little girl, your soul is so pure, but your destiny has been deeply changed by the necromancer. It's all his fault. It's him who made you come to this step..."

"It has nothing to do with him." Rowling raised her head and her eyes were already red, but her vision was so firm: "everything I do is my own choice."

In front of the figure in white, Rowling always maintains the person in her heart, her will is so firm.

In the face of Rowling's words, the figure in white shook his head, and his slender ears were shaking with his movements.

"In fact, now you have been sanctified and purified. If you take the initiative to admit your sins in the trial ceremony and repent from your heart, you may have a chance to get forgiveness from the angel."

Seems to think of something, white shadow figure with pity said.

"You are a born hero. There are not many special beings like you in the whole world. As long as you are willing to give up the identity of necromancer completely, the baptism of angel will make you reborn. You can also guard the world with us and fight against the coming disaster."

"Repentance? What's the use of confession? It can neither revive the dead nor change what happened. What's more, I'm his sister. I can't even remember who died in my hands. I know that I will fall into hell after I die. Are those angels really willing to let me go because of my confession? " Rowling said incredulously.

In response to Rowling, the figure in white sends out a holy chant

"Your lovingkindness has compassion on me and blots out my transgressions according to your great mercy. You have cleansed me of my iniquities and my sins. You have made a clean heart for me, so that I may have a just spirit in me again. "

With the words of the figure in white, the golden mysterious words appeared around him.

Rowling had never seen such a sight before, and looked at him with some wonder.

"Children, it is not a shameful thing to admit our own sins. We all bear them. The first step to cleanse them and to gain grace and forgiveness is to repent from the heart."

Golden light will cover his body, he is like a faithful shepherd, guiding the lost lamb.

"Thank you for your advice." Rowling interrupted him. "But I will never give up my identity. I don't need any grace or forgiveness. I will always be his sister. I will always be his sister."

"I'm looking forward to his coming and saving me from the strong enemy, but at the same time, I don't want him to appear and face those terrible enemies. Maybe his best choice is to forget me forever and take Eli down completely. Even if he gave me up, I would not have any complaints. I will not change my will until the moment of death and its coming. "

It seems that she thought of something, Rowling said in a deep voice, with a trace of loneliness in her eyes.

The figure in white sighed: "you know, hell is never the destination of sinners. It's for demons. Once a soul as determined as you fall into hell, it will become a terrible devil. If you are still stubborn, only the spirit will be thoroughly purified."

Rowling lowered her head and made no answer.

While they were talking, in the distance, the golden stars cut through the sky and soon appeared in front of them.

The comer is an angel with long golden hair. She has the appearance of a woman. She is wearing bright armor and looks dignified.

"Marcia, have you ever made her repent from the bottom of her heart?" Looking at the figure in white, the female angel asked directly.

"My lord Gabriel, she is determined and never repents." The figure in white replied.

"Why The female Angel frowned and looked at the Holy Spirit in front of her, "Marcia, you are a spirit with pure heart and grace. It's only a matter of your words to let her repent from the heart."

Under her gaze, Marcia shook her head: "repentance must come from a person's heart, and I will not change her will for that."

"Get ready as soon as possible. Her trial will begin soon." The female angel said in a deep voice.

Listening to the conversation between them, Rowling was acutely aware that it was wrong, but she could not say what was wrong.

At this moment, she couldn't help thinking of rod in the distance. If rod was here, she would find something unusual.