The corrupted black ground formed a circle. Not far beyond the limits of sight, lush vegetation and farmland could still be seen. Only this place seemed cursed, containing nothing but black soil.
Gravel, desolation, the scent of blood. In this land that remained dark even beneath the sunlight, a cross stood alone. The pitiful tombstone was already dilapidated, crookedly facing the trio.
"This is it. Blood Field, Judas's burial ground."
Su Ming held a cigarette in one hand and a bottle of liquor in the other as he casually spoke to the two beside him. If decadence counted as a sin, then he certainly looked steeped in sin.
Oliver bent down and touched the ground. The black soil was as hard as stone, dry and carrying a peculiar chill.
"I don't know what happened here, but I have a feeling. If I had to use one word to describe this land, it would be sinful."
"Burp."
Su Ming raised the bottle and took several swigs, then smiled and shook his head slightly. What sin could the land possibly have? Judas's flesh and blood had merely been buried here.
And Judas's sin was, in truth, offending God.
This land had merely suffered God's misplaced anger. After Judas died, he had even been resurrected and made to work for God for free for thousands of years. It seemed his sin could never be redeemed.
If he had been strong enough, he would not have suffered this fate. From another angle, he had simply been too weak and offended someone powerful, which led to his miserable end.
God had played a mortal like the Endless family, coming to Earth to experience life. Judas had allowed him to experience mortal greed and betrayal. Wasn't that a good thing?
Back then, thirty large silver coins