Although Alison walked far away, she heard everything that Nightmare No. 9 said later, but she didn't pay attention to it. In a place like hell, this is the same behavior when you change drivers and followers.

Alison looked at the words 'Paradise Town' written in various languages ​​on the town gate, then looked at the two angel statues in white robes, and asked, "Do you want tickets?"

The two statues remained motionless.

Alison thought that this might be the rule in the town, so she didn't talk to them. She looked at the half-opened city gate, pushed it open and walked in.

The door opening in the city wall is a little dark, but after a few steps there is light. It seems that the town is brighter than outside.

After adapting to the white light that hit her eyes, Alison saw towering trees, countless fruits and vegetables, and beautiful angels playing harps next to the pebbled fountain, surrounded by a group of ordinary humans eating delicious food.

Enjoy the wonderful music.

This beautiful, holy and vibrant scenery is like the union of the present world and the Garden of Eden. However, Alison only took one look and her right eye turned red.

The withered living corpse is pulling a big saw, cutting off the head of the confused soul.

"It's really beautiful." Alison didn't expose the illusion there. She looked around and found out that her target was the church at the end of the town, and then walked towards the center of the town behind this lush scenery.

The path to the town was rotten, dilapidated, and littered with corpses. The dry black trees were covered with leaves, but when Alison closed her right eye, it was revealed to be streets paved with stone pavements, and the rotten houses were all transformed into

The buildings were made of stone or half-timbered, and the black and brown living corpses that were lying or lying down stood up as if they were forced to go to business.

Two lines of sight intersected in Alison's eyes. One was a living corpse crawling out of the coffin. The purple and rotten eye sockets on his face were like black holes. He was roaring at her like a leaking air box. The other was a person working in a water mill.

At the door of the room, Alison was warmly greeted to come inside and sit down.

Alison raised the corner of her mouth when she saw this, but did not expose the other party. Otherwise, it would not matter if these thousands of zombies attacked, but it would be bad if the angels in the dilapidated church across the way ran away.

So Alison said to the roaring living corpse as if she was under an illusion, "I don't have anything to grind. If I want to grind it, I'll use a windmill."

"There's a windmill here, young man, come here quickly." An old man wearing a hat and smoking a cigarette pipe waved to Alison from across the street.

Alison looked up and saw that it had found a large skeleton somewhere, with six hand bones tied to its head and swinging there, pretending to be a windmill.

"I said if there was, it's a pity that I don't have it now." Alison smiled at the uncle and then walked along the street towards the village.

"This is a paradise town, you don't have to pay taxes." Seeing that Alison was leaving, the uncle said with reluctance in his eyes:

"When we were down there, we had to pay a tax when using windmills, and part of the ground flour was given to the knights, so life was very difficult, and a war even broke out."

After hearing this, Alison turned around and glanced, with an expression that said you would never try to impress me with your feelings, and said coldly, "Then you should thank God and take good care of your windmill. Maybe I can use it next time."

The uncle's face showed joy when he heard this, but then it dimmed again.

This street is still very long.

Alison walked past two living corpses and a skeleton, and stepped forward. Only one house away, a half-buried living corpse waved to Alison.

From the transformed perspective, it was a unique tavern, and the living corpse turned into a waiter soliciting customers.

"Hey, young man, do you want to come in for a drink?" The waiter spread his hands enthusiastically, "A sip of the fruit wine in Paradise Town will relieve fatigue, a drink will make you forget your worries, and a bucket of it will promote your rank!"

"Sorry, I don't drink." Alison shook her head slightly and passed by it.

"Hey! Wait!" The waiter saw Alison about to walk over and shouted quickly, "Travellers who have traveled a long distance, this is a hotel and a hotel. Hotels like this are very cheap. Staying in a hard bed only costs one copper per night.

, and there is a performance at night!”

Alison smiled when she heard this and turned to look at the waiter, "Are you talking about a serious performance?"

"Of course it's serious!" The waiter nodded immediately after hearing this.

"Is there a blonde girl with twin ponytails?" Alison asked again.

"What is that?" The waiter was stunned. Apparently these illusions were transformed based on their memories.

"You don't even have a young lady, how dare you say that you are serious here?" Alison's face changed after hearing this, she scolded her and walked forward, while the waiter stood frozen on the spot, seeming to be thinking about what Alison said.

question.

On the way forward, the owner of the bakery enthusiastically introduced to Alison how delicious the butter buns were, the boy from the cheese shop explained how delicious their cheese was, and the blacksmith shop and armor shop insisted on chiseling Alison's gun and shield.

Alison politely walked past them one by one, but then basket shops, saddle shops, carpenters' shops and wood carving shops appeared one after another.

There was even a market at the back.

Alison witnessed the walking corpses waving their arms in welcome, holding various skeletons as livestock, vegetables or daily necessities. She walked calmly through the path between them. Just now she tried to anger the carpenter and take it away when he was not prepared.

It was buried with it, and although the other party was very angry, it still didn't catch up.

Apparently they are subject to some kind of restrictions or orders.

On the way to the church, Alison occasionally saw souls falling from the sky. Some of them would flow into the commercial street and be enthusiastically invited by the living corpses to share their food in their dens. Some of them would go directly to the church.

After leaving the range of the living corpses, Alison finally walked to the church. Whether she looked at it with her magic eye or her left eye, the church was real.

Looking at the church with its towering spire, slender columns and carvings of various icons and angels, Alison put Little Red Riding Hood's red cloak on her body, then opened the door of the church and walked in.

"Crunch~"

"Ta da da da~"

Alison walked in the spacious hall of the church, with dim light filtering in from the stained glass windows. She looked past the statues of the gods on the pillars on both sides and looked at an angel standing in front of the altar, explaining to the souls who entered by mistake.

The religious atmosphere was very strong.

But on the other side of the altar, standing were twelve fallen angels.

They have no heads.

Chapter 13 1. Transaction failed

"Angel, I'm guilty. That year the mountains were blocked by heavy snow, and Old Tom's sheep were lost. Our whole village went out to look for them. We searched for them for three days and three nights. When we found them, we were trapped in a cave because of the heavy snow blocking the mountains.

"

In front of the altar, an old soul knelt in front of the angel and said with tears of repentance, "Because it's really boring, let's give that sheep together."

"The next year, old Jack's youngest son's wife was lost. We went out to look for it. It was snowing that day and the mountains were closed. We were really bored."

"One year, I lost it."

The old soul had already shed muddy tears when he said this.

"Okay, people are born with sins and desires. They know it is wrong and don't want to make a mistake, but they can't control their desires."

The angel looked at the wretched and old soul with a holy and kind look, "Besides, you have already paid the price and can go to the gate of heaven."

The angel said and sent him to the altar with his own hands. The souls saw that his face was peaceful, his body was radiating light, and he disappeared from the sight of all souls.

It ascended to heaven!

A group of souls were very excited when they saw this. There were really angels here to guide them to heaven.

So the second soul knelt down to repent, the third soul knelt down to repent, until the fourth soul questioned.

"I have done good deeds throughout my life, have a pious heart, abide by doctrines, and live for God. But why do I enter hell when I die?" The old man asked the angel in confusion.

"The reason why you are here is because your family is ungrateful and took the wrong path, so you will bear the consequences of their karma when you go to heaven. But it is not your fault. Paradise Town is designed for this. We will

Give you salvation." The angel said gently.

"But I am an orphan, and I have served the Lord all my life. I have never married a wife and have no family." The old man was a little doubtful.

"You do have some doubts, but it doesn't matter. I'll take you to the Lord, and you can ask in person." The angel said impatiently, and then grabbed the old man and sent him to the altar. The old man resisted very much and wanted to shout, but was muffled.

Shut up.

"If you think it is right, then it is really right. You should have gone to heaven, but there is something wrong with this world because there is no heaven here at all."

Just when the angel was sending the old man's soul, Alison appeared next to the angel and said to the old man who found her in the struggle, "If there is a mistake, it is that the probability is wrong. You are in the wrong world."

The old man's soul's eyes widened when he heard this, and then his eyes were filled with longing, as if asking Alison, are you here to save me?

"No, I just want you to feel at ease when you leave. Have you seen the altar? It's a dining table. There are twelve headless angels there who will feed you so that you can leave as if you ascended to heaven."

The old soul's eyes widened when he heard this, and he suddenly felt resentful towards Alison. At this moment, the angel suddenly let go of it.

"The impure soul must die," the angel said.

Then a ball of black fire appeared in its hand, burning the old man's soul out, and then turned around to save the next soul.

"I thought you would tell it to go away." Alison was stunned for a moment, walked to the angel and said, but the angel turned a deaf ear and did the job of listening and enlightening with the culpable lamb.

"Angel of mercy, in my youth."

"Oh, go on."

Souls and Angels seem to be on a different channel than Alison.

So if you don’t make cuts, people won’t play with you.

Alison looked at the angel, frowned and said, "Black cherry, beak, wet the beak, bring feathers to the warehouse (note)."

The angel reacted upon hearing this, and looked sideways at Alison with a suspicious look on his face, "Gypsy?"

Alison shook her head slightly when she heard this.

"Heel, velvet heel?"

Alison nodded, then reached out and took out a box, which contained most of the soul crystals and various original sin crystals, which were the waste leftover from her alchemy.

"Who?" asked the angel.
To be continued...