A God That Belongs Only to the King (End)

"Flori ......"

The clear and somewhat familiar voice made Flori open her eyes weakly and tiredly, and she smiled softly when she saw the man, and tears could not stop falling from her eyes.

Faith was silent as he placed the child he was holding beside her.

With great difficulty, Furi wrapped her small body around her arms, gently rubbed the child's short hair, and buried her face in the hair: "Appa ......"

"It's okay, Apa, Mommy is here for you."

The delicate woman smiled, and the sorrow in her heart disappeared with death, perhaps because she didn't have to live so tired.

Why in this world, why do people like war?

Obviously, war brings only pain.

Anse El wanted to leave with Fisilis temporarily, and he would let people take care of the rest of the matter, at least, not to let the humans who Fisilis cared about so much be exposed to the wilderness.

Before leaving, the silver-haired man glanced at the mother and son in the dilapidated pile of rubble, and suddenly paused.

No, that's not right......

"And ...... breathing"

Anse El turned his head: "What?" ”

"And breathing...... In Frey's belly! ”

Holding the hand that had been broken free, the young man who kept circling around Fuli's corpse looked at him in a panic: "What should I do?" ”

The blonde king sighed and stepped closer.

I didn't expect him to do something similar to midwifery one day.

The rescued premature baby turned blue and cried bitterly only after his strength had eased up.

The newborn baby is not good-looking, but the eyes of the silver-haired god are incredibly soft, and the whole person is careful when holding the baby unskillfully.

Anse El looked at the young man tenderly, and the young man suddenly paused for a moment and looked up at him, "Anse." ”

"Huh?"

"My strength, it seems, has increased?"

The increase in the power of Fisilis was not a strange thing, after all, there was a large number of deaths in this land at every moment. To his surprise, it was not the "destroying" force that grew, but the "new life".

Fisillis looked at the baby in her arms in a daze, and understood something. At the moment of understanding, it was as if the "new life" had awakened, and it suppressed all other forces softly but strongly, giving Fisilis's spirit a rare respite.

"It turns out that I was wrong all along." Fisillis muttered.

He had never taken the "new life" to heart, and even if he remembered it, he was only disgusted by the fact that he could not self-destruct.

"If you want to have a new life, you must first die." Anse El has seen longer than Fisilis. This world has long been in tatters, and it is only a matter of time before it is completely cleansed, but it is only caught up by Fisilis, and it also burdens this soft-hearted god too much.

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In the Age of Destruction recorded by mankind, there was a silver-haired young man who worked tirelessly to find and treat every survivor.

He taught them to cherish, to be tolerant, to be gentle with the whole world.

He made them understand what a new life is, let them understand the greatness of guarding, and let them understand everything that war brings.

He tried his best to stop the war, and eventually it stopped and he disappeared.

The surviving people fanatically believed in this lord.

[The smile on his lips is like the earliest breeze at the beginning of the birth of the world, blowing away all the sins and uneasiness of the world;

His serene eyes are the most beautiful crimson morning star in the vast sea of stars, always guiding us in the dark night;

His solid silver hair was the most beautiful sight that the gods had painstakingly woven......

……

His name will never be forgotten.

- Mistress Fisillis. 】

- Excerpt from Age of Destruction Lord Fisilis

"Can you tell us your name?" A handsome young man with fanatical eyes looked at the silver-haired god sincerely.

"My name, Fisilis."

As soon as Fisilis finished saying this, he was pulled away by the dark-faced Anse El.

The crowd that remained in place all looked at the blond-haired and blue-eyed man who claimed to be a knight of the Lord, especially the handsome young man Feder, who had just asked for his name, with a thick flame burning in their eyes.

This man actually pulled Lord Fisillis so rudely with his rough hands! What happened to blonde? Blonde hair is amazing! Change the world's meanest hair color to blonde tomorrow!! The noblest hair color in the world is silver hair!! - A brainless blow from a group of Phisilis.

"Anse, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Ansel smiled in his heart, he had really had enough of the world. The group of people challenged him twice in three days, and gave him eye medicine in front of Fei Xi from time to time, almost saying that he had other intentions!

What's more, it's important, it's important, it's yes! In order to make Phycy "empathize and don't fall in love", almost every day, dozens of people plan or implement a "chance encounter" in front of Phycy in an unexpected way, and then have an earth-shattering "love"!!

Ansel: It's like I'm dead [Koko]

"Fessie," Ansel took Phessilis's hand, "The situation in the world is almost reversed, if it seems too much to meddle again, we will be the Celestial Clan, it just so happens that your ontology has also been cultivated." ”

Fisillis hesitated for a moment, then nodded, not seeing the triumphant smile in the man's eyes.

If only the people on earth knew if it was the last time they saw Lord Fisillis, or if it was because of some obnoxious man......

Everyone: Don't talk about it, let's fight! ：）

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In a trance, decades have flown by. Decades is long enough for the human race, but for some races, it's just the blink of an eye.

"Fisilis Fisilis~~ People want to go to the world to play~ You go with others~ Okay~" The demon princess Elena pulled the young man's long sleeves and coquettishly.

Fisilis was so entangled by her that he nodded helplessly.

"Yay!" Elena was like a scissorhand in her heart, and before she could rejoice, she heard a nasty voice.

"Okay, then I'll go with you." Ansel, who had just happened to hear it, took off his cloak and said with a smile.

Elena's expression immediately collapsed, and she pouted dissatisfiedly: "Aren't you the emperor of the Heavenly Clan?" The emperor should have a lot to do, right? Have time for us to go to earth? ”

"What I want to do will naturally not be delayed, and the rest," Ansel said lightly, tucking the young man's long silver hair, "I don't think the Celestials are all waste. ”

After he finished speaking, he looked up at her again: "What's more, I don't want Phycy to clean up the mess for you." ”

The wayward little princess Elena who wreaked havoc in the demon clan pouted: "No." She was reluctant to let Fisilis work for her.

"Fisillis Fisillis ~ I don't want this big demon king to go with us~ He's so scary, have you forgotten the last time he let Elena go to the abyss? Actually let Elena do such a terrible thing qaq" Elena held her mouth, with a look of grievance, and gave Anse El eye medicine in a bright light, looking at a man defiantly in a place where Fisilis couldn't see.

"You have no right to refuse," Ansel remained unmoved, "If you don't agree, I'll contact the Demon Venerable immediately to bring you back." ”

"QAQ" Great Demon King, Kouheng!

Fisillis looked at the daily bickering of the two with a smile on his face, and quietly left before the two could bear fruit.

After seeing the newborn Celestial child in the city, Fisiris walked to the altar of the Celestial.

"High Priestess, that man, it seems to be Lord Fisillis." Holding the sleeping child in her arms, the female celestial said softly.

The black-haired priest who had just finished praying for the child was slightly stunned, and turned to look at the silver-haired figure who was walking farther and farther away.

After sending divine power to the Celestial Clan, the silver-haired god coughed a few times inaudibly.

"Your Body ......"

Phisilis was stunned, turned around, and the high priest looked at him with a complicated expression: "Didn't you tell the king?" ”

Fisilis lowered his hand to cover his lips: "It's not a big deal. ”

Are you sure? The high priest thought so in his heart, and obviously he didn't even notice that he had come with him.

Sighing in his heart, High Priest Garth stepped forward and lowered his head: "I'm sorry. ”

Fisilis was really surprised this time.

"I'm sorry for my disrespectful attitude towards you that time," the handsome priest lowered his eyes as blue as the sea, "the existence of the gods, for the Celestials, is not ...... It's too important for the sacrificial hall, so I ......"

It's just that he attaches too much importance to the existence of the gods, but he forgets the wishes of the gods, and even more forgets whether the unbearable sacrificial hall is still qualified to worship the gods.

It wasn't until Ansel pulled him off the platform and fell to the ground that he saw with his own eyes the illusions he had covered, and experienced the "little tricks" that he didn't care about in the first place. Only then did he suddenly understand that the sacrificial hall he had blessed had become a quagmire that those in the know could not avoid.

He suddenly realized that the people he wanted to protect were so deeply hurt by what he had done.

He is not a qualified person of God, not a qualified priest, or even a qualified celestial.

There was no emotion in the silver-haired god's eyes, and he looked past the repentant priest and behind him: "Your sorry, more than me, need it more than those who have been hurt by you. ”

The high priest suddenly turned around, and saw only the back of a departing figure. His hand clenched the scepter tightened: "Muge ......"

Muge used to be the most proud disciple of the high priest, and he even took the clear child with him day and night, but in the end, it was he who pushed him away.

Subconsciously wanted to catch up, but when he heard a light cough behind him, the high priest paused, and said, "I think it's better to let the king know about your physical condition." "After all, the king cares about you like that.

The silver-haired god only smiled slightly, "Gars, do you think that if one of the two must leave, then ......"

"Is it the pain of those who leave, or the pain of those who remain?"

The high priest opened his lips, and finally left without saying a word.

Of course

It's the one who stays.

He didn't want Anse to suffer, so he never thought about changing his physical condition.

Anse never thought about it either.

The silver-haired god looked at the man who was walking towards him from behind the screen, and hugged each other with affection. The two could only see each other in their eyes, and all other noises disappeared between their lips.

The life of the gods is too long, even the Celestials can't compare, and if there is a day when he dies, he hopes to be at the same time as the other party.

In that way, no one will stay.

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