Inside the Orb of Divine Will.

Edward grabbed a wisp of gray air flow and played with it casually, and the gray air flow that was originally like a streamer was directly rolled into a ball by Edward, rolling in Edward's hand at will.

Edward looked at the gray ball the size of a mung bean, and there was an inexplicable feeling of familiarity, but it was obviously just a wisp of thin breath, and Edward could not trace its origin.

"Uh, that's ...... The breath of the rules of death?! ”

Beside Edward, the little evil god who had been educated before, and was now punished by Edward for copying the dogma of the ancient Asian god cult, leaned over from the table, and looked at the gray mung bean ball in Edward's hand with shining eyes.

That's right, as the little evil god said, this is indeed the breath of the rules of death.

Death rules, to be honest, Edward thinks this kind of power is quite "ordinary", and it is quite common.

On the side of Hohensonis, it is said that the ghost attribute elves seem to be able to possess some characteristics in this regard when they reach their peak.

On the Sibian side, there are even more, many gods are involved in death, and Attila, the Lady of Life and Death, is the representative of this kind of gods, controlling the complete rules of death in Sibia.

It was clear that the current breath of death rule was not Sibia, and Edward's instincts did not feel like it was native to Hohensonis.

It is supposed to be foreign, but where does the foreign come from? Why there was an inexplicable feeling of familiarity, Edward couldn't help but think about it, but with just this thing in his hand, Edward really couldn't think of a reason.

At this moment, Edward's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the little evil god who was drooling and staring at the gray beads in his hand, as a former member of the deep space evil god, this guy should know a lot about the rules of death.

“…… Familiar? Edward placed the beads in front of the little evil god.

The little evil god was stunned for a moment, wiped the saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth, took a breath and said, "Familiar? Of course, it's familiar, this rule is very useful, when destroying the world, the great evil gods will specifically pick out this rule from the destroyed world and devour it. This rule is also a promotion indicator for evil gods who do not enter the stream. ”

"......" Edward was silent, and when he heard the words of the little evil god, Edward knew that he had asked her in vain.

Sure enough, this thing is quite common, especially among the group of deep space evil gods. Edward sighed a little helplessly, he knew that it would be difficult for him to find this inexplicable familiarity in a short period of time, where did it come from.

Could it be from some evil god that he killed or scared away? Edward, who pondered the provenance of the gray ball in his hand, knew that the problem was up to her.

After thinking for a moment, Edward rubbed his temples with some headaches.

"Well, Daddy, can you collect more of this breath?" The little evil god, who was originally not able to drag, suddenly became gentle, she tried to pretend to be well-behaved, and looked at Edward with anticipation in her eyes.

Glancing at the little evil god, Edward frowned slightly and said, "You want this thing?" ”

Hearing this, the little evil god immediately nodded frantically, and his saliva flooded again: "Among the evil gods, the great evil god rewards his entourage for serving, it is this kind of breath, super delicious!" ”

Obviously remembering the taste he had once sung, the little evil god couldn't help but swallow a few more saliva.

The corners of Edward's mouth, who got the answer, twitched, his eyes swept at the little evil god strangely, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Okay, just don't regret it." And don't call me Daddy. ”

The nature of the little evil god has changed, and although Edward named her the little evil god, the little evil god is now a creature on the light side.

The high priest of the god of physical health under Edward's command, the breath of death rules is not a good thing for the current little evil god......

However, since the little evil god said it, Edward decided to fulfill her wish, and as for the consequences...... This bear child will be able to remember if he suffers more.

"Yes, Daddy! No problem, Dad! ”

Obviously, the little evil god didn't think of this problem, she was just excited, happy, and waiting for the arrival of her "delicious".

Secret Realm No. 7, in a large wooden house.

Pope Slime, who dealt with and treated the first summoner, has a new move under the attention of Old Man Jonathan and a group of medical staff.

I saw the Pope Slime jump lightly, jumped from Bailey's arms, and came directly to the center of the big wooden house, accompanied by a tremor of the Pope Slime, and pure white light bloomed from the Pope Slime's body in an instant.

[In my name, Divine Magic. Group blessings! 】

The holy divine power erupted, enveloping the entire large wooden house in a surging attitude, and the holy light power brushed through the wounds of the seriously injured summoners and elves, and the gray air flow was directly forced out, and then under the control of Edward, they gathered together and included in the divine will ball.

Beside Old Man Jonathan, the Great Sage who was just about to deal with the third seriously injured elf was stunned, feeling the divine power that overflowed the entire room, the Great Sage stiffened, and it slowly turned around and looked in the direction of the light burst.

The Great Sage saw Edward.

The Great Sage bowed his head to Edward, his hands folded and bent at right angles.

As the partner of the Great Sage, the old man Jonathan, who had fallen into a stupor, suddenly came back to his senses, and he clearly felt the emotion transmitted from his partner, which was a mixture of respect, worship and joy.

The rank of the Pope's slime is even higher than that of the Great Sage?! That was the first thought that popped into Jonathan's mind.

Among the light attribute elves, as the signature of the old man Jonathan, the rank of the great sage is not low, and even at some moments, the great sage still has the ability to dominate other light attribute elves.

In the experience of the old man Jonathan for nearly a hundred years, he has indeed seen the great sage bend down, but he has never bent his waist to the point of a right angle, most of the time, the great sage nods his head when he meets a high-ranking elf.

And such a great sage is now bowing his head to the Pope's slime to such an extent...... Regarding the rank of the Pope Slime, Old Man Jonathan was a little unthinkable for a while.

The old man was silent for a long time, until the divine light covering the big wooden house gradually dissipated, and the old man suddenly came back to his senses, he looked at the Pope Slime with complicated eyes, and immediately turned his head to look at Bailey, and said, "Little one, you are a waste of magic in doing this." ”

After hearing the words of Old Man Jonathan, Bailey hurriedly looked at Edward, she made a look of listening, and then turned back to Old Man Jonathan and said, "Grandpa Jonathan, Xiao Ai said that it is no problem, it does not consume much, and it can recover after a rest." ”

“？” Hearing this answer, Old Man Jonathan couldn't help but say hello from the bottom of his heart.

It's not that there is a problem with Old Man Jonathan, but that Old Man Jonathan feels that there is a problem with this Pope Slime, how big the skill scene is just now, Old Man Jonathan is looking at it, in that state of surging light and magic, the old man suspects that if he rests on his great sage, the great sage can get rid of his strength on the spot.

The pure white light slowly faded, and the old man forcibly suppressed the idea of asking in his heart, looked around, and glanced at the medical staff who were also in a stupor, and he coughed and called back everyone's souls.

"Still stunned what to do, hurry up!"

The people who replied to God answered in an uproar.

In the center of the big cabin, the Pope Slime was quiet.

The Pope Slime, that is, the Divine Will Sphere, is lively at this time.

"Phew! Ahh Phew! Vomit~! Vomit! ”

Edward looked with great interest at the little evil god who had just swallowed a pigeon's egg-sized breath of the law of death, looking at her crazy changing face, and constantly retching, Edward shook his head silently.

This time, this kid should be able to remember it for a long time.

I believe that the little evil god will not dare to eat casually in the future.

The little evil god burst into tears, kept spitting, and wailed in despair: "Why? It shouldn't be, but my memory is delicious, huh? Gross, thinking about how I feel like I'm swallowing a mouthful of old......"

“？” Edward looked at the little evil god in horror.

Have you tasted this parable?

“…… The smell reminded me of when I was a worm as a child, when my food was my mother's excrement. ”

Oh, this product is not human, so it's normal to think about it.

Thinking so, Edward was silent and couldn't help but take two steps away from the little evil god.

Although it is said that this is the way of survival of the human race, but subjectively, Edward still feels a little disgusting, which is also a helpless thing, after all, Edward still maintains a normal human mind.