The emerald green vertical screen shook slightly, and was silently picked open, as if there was a breeze blowing, and the scene behind the vertical screen had disappeared before people had time to see clearly, only remembering the long snow-white hair that reached the ground, and the statue of the god who looked down on all beings from above.

Fisillis looked sideways at the hanging screen that was blocking everything. In order to prevent Fisiris from obtaining the power of faith from the Celestial Race and escaping from this life, the God of Creation asked the first emperor who was the only one in the Celestial Clan to know the truth at that time to set up this vertical screen made of "Heavenly Green", and trapped the true body of Fisilis in the statue behind the vertical screen.

At the same time, a maze was set up, and the clansmen were ordered not to peep or look directly at the true face of the "god", and the violators were severely punished.

However, the gods that the Celestials worship internally and externally are still the "God of Creation" rather than the "God of Destruction" Fisilis.

How many times, on the day of the brief awakening, Fisilis was trapped behind the hanging screen, listening to the chanting of the Celestials, the beliefs of the Celestials, and the begging of the Celestials.

Every time the Celestials sighed for a "miracle" that had not appeared in a long time, Fisillis's lips filled with a sarcastic smile.

Blessing? Where does a god who has been dead for an unknown amount of time come from?

If it weren't for the fact that too many years had passed, so long that the maze had long since failed, so long that the "green of the sky" could only bind his true body but could not lock his spiritual body, Fisilis could still only sit on the cold and bored high platform, constantly sleeping, constantly waking up, bored.

He finally got out of this life for a while.

Fisillis lowered his eyes, unable to see clearly, and stretched out his hand to caress the "green of the sky".

The sky is green, the only thing that can lock the gods.

The faint rhythmic sound of footsteps approached, and Phisiris did not react, he was a spirit, not even the Celestials could see it.

Logically speaking, it should have been the high priest who came at this time, but ......

"Who?" A cold question came from behind him.

A twinkle crossed Phisilis' eyes, and when he turned around, he saw the most noble color in the world, gold.

The bright golden straight hair fell down to the knees, and the color that should have been warm exuded an icy aura in the light, just like the green eyes of its owner, which did not contain a trace of popularity.

He has the most beautiful face, the brightest blonde hair, and the deepest blue eyes in the world. 】

- Emperor of the Celestial Clan, Ansel.

"Yes, Ansel." Fisilis smiled slightly, satisfaction crossed in his eyes.

He is worthy of being a child of luck in this world, and being able to see his spirit body shows that Anse Air is different.

The teenager-sized Anse El was wary and suspicious: "Who are you?" The name "Anse El" was only possessed after he was designated as the Eighth Highness by the current Emperor and High Priest, and now he is only one of several candidates. How could this person know this name.

Fisilis slowly walked down the steps in front of the screen: "I can see your past, and your future. ”

"What you want, what you want to change, I can help you do it."

"You're a prophet?" Ansel looked immobile and very calm, "How do you prove it?" ”

He neither admitted that he was "Ansel", nor did he pretend to be confused and confused, and asked directly about the point he was most concerned about.

Fisilis muttered slightly, recalling some of the details he had seen in the book.

"After fifty million years of the Celestial Clan, Enos was designated as one of the twelve crown princes and changed his name to Ansel."

"Am I right? Returning from the chaos of time and space, His Highness Ansel. ”

Ansel's pupils contracted violently, and he looked at the "prophet" with the indifferent silver-white hair for a long time, and suddenly smiled, and the laughter gradually became louder, and he couldn't help himself. He thought that the secret that he would rot in his heart for the rest of his life was told in a casual tone by the person in front of him, as if he was throwing something unimportant from above, and he never cared about the feelings of other people.

The silver-haired man watched him quietly and laughed until he calmed down, and there was no trace of a wave in the red eyes on his fair face. Cold and lonely.

Anse El was disgusted by his appearance and asked coldly, "Why are you helping me?" ”

The red pupils flickered, and Fisillis tilted his head and said, "Because in the future I will turn to you for help, and only you can help me." ”

Anse El didn't believe a word of his words, but still said, "In that case, what can you help me with?" ”

"I ......"

"Can you put me on the throne? Can it help me increase my prestige? Can it take relief from the sickness of my people? Can it bless the Celestial Clan for eternity? ”

One question after another, Fisilis's brows gradually furrowed, he couldn't see the ridicule in Ansel's eyes, and he didn't even realize that this was the other party's trouble, but seriously thought about the method.

For his own ends, these things are indeed to be achieved, but he is the god of destruction, and he can only give the power of destruction, and other prestige, peace, and health are not his duties.

This is the first time that the invincible God of Destruction has realized that it is not so easy to respond to the so-called "appeal", no wonder he does not have a single believer.

Fisillis thought for a moment, and under the burning gaze of Ansel, he loosened his brow and said with a cold face, "I will do it." "Either way, you can't let Anse El see that he can't do anything but destroy!

“…… What's your name? ”

"Fisilis." Fisilis's decision to tell him by his real name has his own considerations, after all, no one knows that he is a god unless he goes to see the introduction under the statue behind the hanging screen, and the name "Fisilis" was removed from the god scroll as early as the moment he was abandoned by the creator god.

"Philippines, West...... Leith. Ansel read the name slowly, a force preventing him from saying it, but it was too weak, so it only took him a few seconds to overcome the inexplicable sense of rejection. This faint but certainly invisible power, Ansel attributes it to the peculiarity of the prophets.

Ansel appears to have temporarily accepted Fisilis' identity, and asks a number of questions about himself or the "Prophet".

Fisilis thought about the contents of the book, answered what he could, and remained silent when he couldn't, and Anse El would stop asking in interest.

For Anse El, such a dangerous person who knows his secret is best kept by his side, so the Phicilis he calls to the outside world is his mentor, and the mentor of the candidate for the throne can be chosen by himself, but after he is elected as "His Royal Highness", the Celestial Royal Family will send a professional instructor over to replace the original instructor.

Ansel, who was explaining to the High Priest and the others, did not notice that the figure of the "Teacher" shrouded in a pitch-black cloak behind him was distorted and dissolved for a moment.

After several temptations, Fisilis was able to determine that his spirit could only be seen by Ansel, but Ansel did not know this, and instead gave him the identity of a teacher, in order for others to see his body clearly, Fisiris forcibly semi-materialized the spirit, and then put on a cloak to pretend to be a person, but this form did not last long, and it would bring great pain to Fisilis's spirit.

Fisilis looked up, looked at the blazing sun, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and his face was calm and indifferent. He had never thought that he would sweat before.

Lowering his eyes slightly, Fisilis stepped up and followed the Celestial attendant who had led him to his residence in front.

Ansel only told the others that Fisilis was the teacher, but in the face of the High Priest, he covered up his rebirth and laid everything else out of the tray.

In the last life, the high priest fought with him to the end, and it was the high priest who sacrificed himself to give him a chance to escape the encirclement, but he still did not escape......

Anse El hid the cold hatred in his eyes.

If there is no one in the world who Ansel trusts the most, there is no one more than the high priest.

"This man is of unknown origin, how can you bring him back so easily." The high priest frowned and sighed, looking at the cold and stubborn face of the young man in front of him, but he was helpless to take Ansel, this was his most proud disciple after all, "That's it, I will hide this matter for you, you don't tell anyone else, even if it is the king...... And don't say, as for the 'prophet,' wait until I've seen it. ”

By the time Phessilis saw Ansel and the High Priest again, it was already after the Celestial Clan's dinner.

Phisilis' red eyes looked through the cloak at the High Priest.

The high priest has been re-elected as two kings, plus Anse El is the third, and the number of lives is unknown, but the high priest is not at all like the appearance of a person who has lived for so long, his long black hair is delicately pulled up, and his sea-blue eyes seem to contain the whole world, and Sai Xue's face is more like a god than Fisilis's handsome face.

Fisillis remembered that in the book, the High Priest was Ansel's most trusted person, and at the same time—

He is also the most cherished person.

Before the end of the last chapter, Ansel had already taken hands and confessed to the high priest, who was nominally his teacher and his courtier.

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"I rely on you, I respect you, I love you. ”

"I would rather believe in you than the so-called gods."

“…… You are the only light in my life, and without you, I will not be able to take another step forward in the night. ”

“…… Have mercy on me, listen to me, love me. ”

“…… In the name of Ansel, I beg of you. ”】

[The most honorable of all, bowed his proud head, just to beg for a response, from his teacher, from his lover. 】

—Excerpt from "Original Text" 166 Reading Network