32 Here Comes the Angel (2/2)

Was it… the entrance to the Paradise of Life? Roland subconsciously turned on his recorder.

For Roland, it was only an interesting phenomenon, but for Falken, it was his lifelong dream.

”Paradise!” Falken looked at the sky and opened his arms zealously, as if he were trying to embrace something.

A green pillar of light enshrouded him.

The strange power in the pillar of light made Roland uncomfortable. He subconsciously stepped back.

Exotic music vaguely echoed in the sky. Countless bright feathers floated down and covered the whole town. A female angel about 1.75 meters tall slowly descended from the sky and landed before Falken.

Falken fell on one knee and said piously, ”Beautiful and sacred Guiding Angel, I'm grateful for your arrival.”

The female angel was impeccable in terms of appearance and body figure. She said with a smile, ”Falken, in light of your devotion and your contributions, you are permitted to join paradise as a holy spirit. You will live forever without any pain or disease.”

”It's my honor!” Falken trembled in extreme happiness.

The angel nodded in satisfaction. Then, she stared at Roland with her azure eyes. ”A human Mage? You have a special soul.”

Roland frowned and stepped back again. The angel was indeed the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, but she was also dangerous.

”Special how?” Roland asked back and stepped further back.

As if she noticed the wariness in Roland's eyes, the angel chuckled and moved her eyes from him to Falken.

”Let's go, Falken. You are no longer related to this world.” The angel's voice couldn't have been more pleasant.

”Okay!” Falken stood up.

The angel flapped her wings and slowly ascended. Falken also rose to the sky along with the pillar of light. He waved a goodbye at Roland, getting smaller and smaller.

A minute later, he completely disappeared in the gold mirror.

Roland waved at the sky and put his arm down.

The mirror was gone, and so was the vague sound of music.

The sky was back to normal. The villagers who were paying tribute to Falken were still in the backyard.

It seemed that they did not notice any of the strange phenomenon just now.

Roland felt cold when the wind blew by even though it was a hot summer.

He suddenly realized that the game was much more complicated than he'd imagined.

Did deities… really exist?