It's not a fun feeling to have a god on your head, it's impossible for the Son to be the pope, and let a heretic be your own pope, then this god must not be as simple as being dumb, and the god of light, obviously not a stupid fork, knowing that the other party has found out the identity and still pretending, the sin of deceiving the god must not be too good.

When he was about to leave, the Holy Son was a little reluctant, The pattern of this middle world is too big, even if some places have been turned around on the way back, it still makes people feel unfinished, and there are many special forces and special items in this world, of course, those can't be taken away.

Even the simplest storage bracelet is not something that the Holy Son can take away, or choose to hand it over to the system, let it be teleported to a certain main system, and then turn around and become someone else's plug-in.

Either try to hide things in your own spiritual power, just to see if the God of Light will indulge, and this, I don't dare to bet at all.

[The world can also be promoted to a higher level, and when the world level is promoted, the gods of the world will also be promoted to a higher level.] What the system said, the Holy Son had already guessed a little, but when he really heard it, there was still a sense of magnificence.

[If that's the case, become a god in a small world, and then work hard to advance with your own world, theoretically you can become a god in a big world?] This kind of inference is really exciting.

[Yes, theoretically possible.] 】

The system confirmed his guess and made a further explanation, [When the world produces gods, the connection between the gods and the world cannot be dissolved, and the world's inability to promote will limit the upper limit of the gods' power, and the promotion of the two must be connected. 】

[When the world is promoted, the gods can be promoted, otherwise they can't. The Holy Son summed it up in one sentence, this is not a difficult truth, it is like a simple binding relationship, you have received the cause and effect of a world, and then you find a higher power, and you want to leave after patting your ass, are you using the original world as a stepping stone?

Of course not, even if it drags you back, it will drag you down, and if you want to be more powerful, you can only try to make your world promoted.

The advantage of the stability of this relationship is that some worlds will not be casually squeezed out of value and then abandoned, the disadvantage is that the gods are likely to be dragged to death, things in the world are changeable, no one can say what will happen in the next moment, even if it is a god, they will experience the same twilight as the age of the gods, but the time may be longer, the process may be more difficult, and immortality is just a theory of relativity.

[How should the world be promoted?]

Suddenly I thought of a question that might not have anything to do with me.

[Promotion in the world requires a variety of opportunities. The system's answer was concise and to the point, and in short, basically nothing was answered.

[Specifically?]

Some dissatisfied, he continued to ask, the Holy Son wanted to know more, after getting used to the slightly higher level of power in the Middle World, there were many places where he could not see the difference in the promotion of the world.

However, this middle world seems to be a big world, showing a more complex world line and future.

[Such as this world,] The system's answer is a little sluggish, it seems that this question has tested his intelligence very much, [the world absorbs various plane fragments, re-condenses and expands the power level system of this world, if it is well integrated, it can be promoted, and if it is not good, it will collapse. 】

This passage was said with great difficulty, almost a word for a word, and many times, the Holy Son thought that he would not be able to finish listening to this passage.

[Will collapse lead to the end of the world? or will it be directly shattered, along with the life species above?]

The Son of God has a bit of a sense of getting to the bottom of it.

It was probably discovered that he would not be satisfied at all, and the system did not hear back again.

This kind of intermittent aphasia, the Holy Son was very used to it, and did not express any opinion on it, and then quieted down.

"What's wrong with what I'm saying, the Cult of Light is a bunch of liars!"

Some of the shrill female voices almost punctured people's eardrums.

On the streets that are gradually emerging from depression, a man and a woman are entangled, the male is Kamamon, oh no, it should be Caledo, he wears the armor of the Templar Knight, along with the long sword, which is standard for the Templars, and the light is brilliant, making his already excellent appearance even more heroic.

The woman pulling him has beautiful seaweed blue hair, her fair skin seems to glow in the sun, and it is also armor and armor, and she can also see the same heroic martial arts as Caledo, and there seems to be an inexplicable connection that makes the two very right.

"If they hadn't deceived you, how would you have become a Templar, you are the prince of Alpha, have you forgotten what you promised me?

There was obvious hesitation on Caledo's face, he had already believed what the other party said, even if he didn't think of anything, but every time he saw this woman, his heart couldn't help beating himself, which was already very telling.

In what he thought was the first sight, the ubiquitous familiarity and intimacy could not help him to deceive himself anymore.

"I don't know what those people who are used to pretending to be themselves said to you, but you are obviously my lover, have you forgotten the feeling of being in love?"

There seemed to be heart-wrenching sadness in the woman's voice, which made everyone who heard it only feel that the cuckoo was crying blood, and their eyes were soft.

The Holy Son looked at this scene, the corners of his mouth hooked up an interesting smile, looking at the woman's body that was not very obvious ghosting, this is the love drama of the traverser?

Think about the original plot again, it may be the annual drama of the crossing woman, such as taking the brave to become the empress or something, or opening another harem, and the original owner is just an unlucky passer-by who is not even cannon fodder.

"I...," Caledo's heart was hesitant, his hands on the woman's shoulders, and the hugging posture he had already made was stuck here, looking a little strange.

A holy light purification fell directly on the woman, the white light flashed, and a ghost appeared, which was completely different from the woman's beauty, ordinary, the strong contrast made people unable to come back to their senses, and of course, the howl that belonged to the ghost.

No ghost is not afraid of the sun.

was supported by Caledo, the woman's body did not fall to the ground, but this completely different appearance seemed to have said a lot.

The ghost instinctively hid in the shadows, shrunk into a ball, her face was also covered, she even tried to return to her body, but she couldn't succeed, the domineering and unreasonable purification of the holy light is like the blessing of the power of a law, not to mention, these holy lights are directly given by the god of light, and they have some stronger power than ordinary holy lights.

That is the power given by the Divine.

"Caledo, what's going on? How can I, why can't I get back to my body?" the traverser didn't know about her exposure, she asked in disbelief, not only did she realize that not only her appearance, but also her voice had changed, and the essence of the soul would not change because of the shell, that was the most fundamental, unless it was broken up and reorganized, otherwise, it would not change.

"Caledo, what's going on?" she asked, anxious, apparently instinctively aware that something was wrong.

In the restaurant on the side of the street, the Holy Son on the second floor sat by the window, looking down at the two people downstairs, his gaze was on the same as that of Caledo, compared to the complexity of the other party's eyes, there was no emotion in his eyes, the silver-white pupils showed a strange indifference, with the smile on the corner of his mouth, it was more like mockery.

"Undead, stop trying to deceive me. Caledo drew his long sword, and pierced the ghost with his fighting spirit, and with the moment of piercing, he heard the sound of heartbreak, and the great pain made his head hurt too, and many things, scenes swirled in his mind, and he regained his memory.

Looking at the woman who fell in the crook of her arm, looking at the ghost that gradually dissipated, the other party's ordinary face was full of disbelief and fear, and finally dissipated in the sunlight.

"Nasha, you are my Nasha, I, I, I am Kaledo, Prince Kaledo of Alpha. ”

Caledo thought of the destruction of the country, how he met Nasha on the way to escape, Nasha and himself, their travels, their laughter, their difficulties in fighting the zombies together, how they separated, because of a little misunderstanding, he misunderstood the relationship between Nasha and others, left in a bad mood, fell into the zombie surrounding, was rescued by the knights of the Cult of Light before he was exhausted, followed them through a certain way, and...

The entire Knights were destroyed, and the only survivor was regarded as someone in the Knights, and when he woke up, he found that he had become a Grand Knight, and somehow took the identity of someone, so he became a Grand Templar and campaigned for the Cult of Light.

I went to the Poison Dragon Mountain Range and saw Nasha again, and the other party's repeated entanglement made him unable to hesitate with a single cut... It was only at this moment that he realized that it was not Nasha who might be in love with him, but the ghost, how could it be?

The depressed Caledo forgot the Holy Son upstairs, the moment he regained his memory, he felt that he had done his best to the Cult of Light, and he had done so much when he lost his memory, no matter what kind of life-saving grace he could, he could offset it, and Caledo, who left directly with the woman, stumbled a little, depressed and embarrassed.

"Your Highness, isn't that the Grand Knight of Kamamon?" one of the knights saw the other's back.

The Holy Son shook his head and said, "Not anymore, Kamamon is long dead, and that one is a fake." ”

No matter what kind of cause and effect this story has, it is always the Cult of Light that will no longer be a stepping stone for the other party, and he can leave with peace of mind, and he finally lived up to the gift of the God of Light and solved a small instability factor for him.

The world that is preparing to advance is probably easy to be traversed by the traverser. Such a thought crossed his mind, and when he left, he sent the holy ring that had become an artifact back to the Divine Cult, and the body of the Holy Son was sent to the system for recycling, and the body that had been marked by the God of Light, he didn't dare to keep it, but it was a pity that those holy lights were still very useful.

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