Chapter 700:

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Does this kind of life make sense?
Questions that I had never thought about were clearly presented in front of me thanks to Saffrot’s answer.
But in the face of this sudden problem, I couldn't find an explanation to comfort myself.
"What is the purpose of living?" I couldn't see the gorgeous performance of those silver eyes anymore, and I mumbled to myself.
"Existence naturally has the meaning of existence, but you didn't find it." Saferot put my shoulders gently from behind.
"Well, maybe." Feeling the strength of his hands, I couldn't help but feel relieved. He seemed to know me more deeply than me, and he could always say a word or two to calm my mind.
Silver Eye’s test is gorgeous and short. In the previous ranking, everyone only chose an angel who was not much different from their own strength, so the game is not complicated. After each group of the test, someone will write down the ranking. Changes. Now there are only the last few groups left. Those golden eyes only appeared late. First of all, Temun, who went straight to Safrot as soon as he entered the temple, as if only the other party was in his eyes, "Master!"
"Where are they?" Saferot asked.
"Just behind, Thor, Kristel, and Tisohel." Temon replied, standing on his side.
"Where is Satrese?" I haven't seen him yet, which surprised me very much.
"His body needs time to recover, so I asked him to come back later. Anyway, he has already set an opponent and doesn't have to come here too early." Temon didn't respond to the question I asked, and Farham stepped forward to explain.
"Well, he chose Thor." I said and sighed. After all, the current Sartress and Thor were fighting, and the result was very worrying.
"Relax! He shouldn't lose." Farham smiled lovingly at me, seeming to know the result a long time ago.
"It's his business whether he loses or not, and I..."
"With me, you will never lose." Before I finished speaking, Saferot interjected.
"I wouldn't lose without you." I raised my head and glared at him, then looked at Farham and said firmly.
"Tor is not easy to deal with." Farham reminded kindly.
"You should go and tell Sartres, Thor is his opponent." The original feeling of Falham's loving smile was pretty good, but after his conversation with Saffrot, nothing happened. Cun, now talking to him has become a bit blunt and unkind, and he is more and more concerned about him, or pay attention, it seems that he is just a spider with a big web open, waiting for us to fall in.
"Then, do you want me to talk to the little lord about the situation of the remaining two?" Farham didn't care about my fault.
"No, the real strength can only be seen when the life and death are torn apart." I don't need his reminders that I don't know whether it is good intentions or maliciousness. If this is a life and death decision I must face, then come. Right! Anyway, I am not interested in everything, maybe this will make me have a little fun.
"His Royal Highness is mature." Farham laughed.
"Really? I suspect she's never been immature!" Saferot objected, but his tone was calm, almost like a joke.
"Pharaoh!" At this time, the three of Thor and the others have already entered the temple, passed through the silver eyes of the competition like a shadow and came to us, first nodded in tribute to Farham, and then with a face. Looking at me with a smile, "Master Missilia came really early!"
With that said, Thor looked around, pretending to be puzzled, "Why didn't you see your servant Satrese?"
"Creation Angel Thor, Satris is an angel, that is, the servant of the Lord God. If you call him my servant, do you recognize the status of my Lord God?" Facing him, it is not like facing Saverot, let me find coldness and calmness, and arrogance.
"You..." Thor was taken aback, watching the murderous intent in my eyes.
"But...I think you should be right. Satris will soon become my servant." After that, I glanced at Shu Le next to Tisohel, but moved quickly. I opened my eyes because I felt the next golden eye appear, "Adelina! Are you here too?"
"Well, but I don't plan to participate in the competition!" Adelina showed her standing right as soon as she stepped into the main temple.
"Indeed! What else can the holy angels do except foreseeing!" Tisohel sneered beside Thor.
"I..." Adelina looked helpless, quarreling that she can't do it, and she is even worse at killing her. Among the eight golden eyes, her abilities are different, but she is the only angel who is totally unsuitable for tearing. Killed.
"I can sing!" Seeing that Adelina was speechless and Tissochell was proud of it, I couldn't help but interject.
"Singing?" Thor smiled, very disdainful. Whether in heaven or blood, he seemed to respect his strength.
"Yeah! Elegy!" I followed his words, and as soon as I said what I said, everyone in the room looked back at me as if they were looking at the monsters, and even the silver eyes of the contest stopped.
"Elegy?" Adelina was also stunned.
"Of course! There will naturally be some angels passing away in the next test, so I hope you will sing the elegy during the test, even if it is to see off those lost angels!" I said, I turned to Farham, "It's time to start. ?"
At this time, Falham also became serious, and glanced at the silver eyes below, "Children! Is the competition over?"
"Yes! Your lord!" the hundreds of silver eyes below replied.
"Who would like to challenge the adults present? They are not casual to meet, everyone had better not give up such a good opportunity." Farham followed the steps of the rankings, first the Silver Eyes' own competition, and then If there is a silver eye that feels that he is very strong, he can also challenge the gold eye present, of course! There has been such a silver eye, but there is no legend of winning.
"No?" But none of the silver eyes below came forward this time. Everyone, look at me, and I look at you. It seems that you have already felt the danger of this ranking.
"Since there is no!" Saferot smiled, "Then go to the next step!"
"Who are you, and what qualifications do you have to participate in the ranking match in our heavens!" Tisohel scolded angrily.
"Do you think I am a human?" Safrot turned his face and glared at her with those weird purple-gold eyes. "If you have a powerful human like me, you won't be a in the world."
"You..." Tissochell was about to rush forward and argue with Saffrot, but Thor stopped him, "Wait a minute, I will leave him to you."
"Okay!" Tisocher nodded and walked back.
"Since everyone can't wait, let's start!" Falham still smiled, as if all this is worthy of joy now.
"Pharaoh! Do you want to start now? Sartres seems to have not arrived yet!" Thor interrupted with a faint smile.
"No! He has arrived!" Falham said, looking at the door of the temple, and Satris walked into the temple with the four silver eyes behind him, "Sorry! I'm late!"
"It's not too late!" Saferot smiled at him, "We will keep your opponent!"
"Thank you!" Sartres also smiled, a standard angel smile, although this is not what I like, but forget it, he looked natural in this way.
"Now that everyone is here! Then please choose your opponents and start the competition!" Pharaoh said, glanced at all the golden eyes present, and finally set his gaze on me, "My lord! Your legs are completely fine. Yes, please use it as you please."
"Yeah!" His words made me feel bad. Could it be that the look I looked at my legs told him my guilty conscience?
"Tor!" Satris had no other words, and went directly to the Angel of Creation, the man who killed his sister.
"It seems that we really have to have a good fight!" Thor was very generous, and as Satris walked to the center of the hall, where the silver eyes were just now.
"Did you use hints to lila?" The person that Sartres cares most about is this sister, but the other party leaves him like this, which makes him really unacceptable, so the heart can no longer be calm again, unless the enemy in front of him dies. In their own hands.
"Yes! That kinship is right!" As he said, Thor glanced at Saferot, his eyes were probing.
"Then, today I will let you disappear completely!" Saying that, Satreus spread his wings and rushed forward without hesitation.
"If you have this ability!" Thor has done a comprehensive research on this samurai, Sartres. It can be said that he knows every move of the opponent, when he will attack and when he will defend, so this He thinks that his opponent has come to grips. The current competition is just a process. Only himself is the one who wins or survives.
"So..." Withdrawing his gaze, Safrot glanced at the scarlet angel Tisohel who had been having trouble with him just now, "No need to waste time, let's start!"
"Good!" Chi Angel is an angel who enjoys killing, and naturally likes this kind of killing, and having a considerable opponent makes her even more excited.
Seeing the start of the second group of tears, I looked at the angel Kristel who had never spoken, "Let's start too, how about it?"
"Okay!" She was still the same indifferent, walking slowly towards the venue for the competition. The temple, which looked like a big one, was now a bit crowded, but since this is the set venue, let's make do!
Before I started, I looked back at Adelina standing next to Farham. Adelina was taken aback for a moment, but soon recovered, and then the melodious singing came from her with a touch of sadness. The singing is not very loud, but it can't cover the sound of our tears, but at least it can pass into the ears of every angel, so that everyone's heart can be calmed at this moment, or that moment.
Angel's Elegy
Adelina used that poignant tone with her heart's sentimentality to let everyone hear God's mourning for death, and let everyone find the hope and meaning of life from death.
If you can, death is definitely not a road worth choosing.
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