Chapter 440: The God of the Sorrowful Lion
Thom touched his nose, as if he was still afraid of Ciri's hat being snatched away, came over and put his arm on Raven's shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Hey! Levin! You're telling me the truth, and you're so sure that Ciri's hat will be robbed of me? β
"No, I'm not sure!"
"Oh?"
"If Maisk doesn't come out, I'm not at a loss! He'll just be a header when he comes out. β
Thom was really embarrassed.
"Okay, I'm up to you."
This was just a purely reassuring rhetoric to comfort Tom, and according to his estimation of the god of thieves, there was at least a 95% chance that the thing would come out and grab the hat.
But none of this matters, the important thing is that the most critical shadow priesthood is in hand!
Seriously, this time he used the Ciri hat to pit two gods in one go, and obtained so many priesthoods and divine power domains, in fact, what Raven wanted most was the shadow.
This is the only one that is Raven's basic plate.
In the same way, only the shadow can facilitate himself and Lyra to form a god.
The gods are not formed by the unrelated gods together, especially the gods like Raven, who want to be more closely combined.
Raven's shadow and Leila's phantom, the two of them together can be called the god of shadows to the outside world.
That's the core of the core.
But that's another story.
Now that the matter is over, it's time for the three gods of justice to withdraw, Tyr is not a pedantic guy, seeing Leila's excited look, it's okay to tell them to get out of here......
It's no wonder that Leila was originally prepared to stay with Raven like a moth to a fire for a hundred years, and then a thousand years of loneliness. Who knew that Raven was really a god!
I didn't know how Raven was going to get the priesthood before, although he vaguely felt that Raven would go to rob the shadow priesthood, but no one thought that Raven was robbing this way.
is obviously ready to accompany Raven to ignite the divine fire and seek the priesthood from the world. As a result, Raven was more simple and violent, and snatched a better priesthood directly from his sworn enemy.
Can Leila be unhappy? Can you not be ecstatic?
If it weren't for the presence of other gods, Lyra might have reversed Raven.
Tyr's silver beard seemed to light up: "Raven! The three of us intend to put Ciric on trial in public. Of course, in order to avoid accidents, Ciric will be imprisoned in my kingdom until the end. We hope that you will be consecrated again after next month's Judgment Conference. This way we can free up our hands to participate in your godhood ceremony. β
Tyr said it tactfully. For them, the most important thing is to destroy evil. However, after the execution of Ciric, they didn't mind coming to help watch the scene when Raven was a god. Everyone knows it. Raven's canonization came at the cost of offending more than a dozen evil gods.
The ritual of canonization is sacred.
The ritual of canonization is also fragile.
Once it's disturbed, it's over.
Now that Tyre has taken advantage of them, he might as well help Raven share the pressure. Most importantly, Tyr still hopes to more or less pull Raven to the side of order and kindness.
"Well, they're all old friends, and I won't say anything. I won't be attending the trial of Ciric, and I'll be waiting for you in Phantom Knight. β
Now countless powerful beings are staring at Raven, and their eyes are too greedy. If Raven is still running around with a lot of clergy, then he is really dead. Before becoming a god, it is the right way to stay in the lair obediently.
"Okay!" Tyr smiled and patted Raven on the shoulder, and the three gods of justice walked away together.
Look around, everything that should be there is there.
Raven was about to breathe a sigh of relief when suddenly Merrikai's avatar arrived.
The bodybuilder goddess of the forest and rangers had a visibly panicked face: "Raven! Aren't you familiar with Batow's Hell? Please do me a favor! Save Nubien! β
Scare? Suffered! Forgot about it! This thing seems to have been fooled by Ciric's last order, and then the portal he opened should be in the direction of hell, right?
Raven was embarrassed.
Before Raven could react, Leila was not happy, and his own man finally came back from the abyss and hell after being born and dying. In order to save the Red Knight, he had to risk his life and became a savior by the way.
Now you're going to run to hell again for a god with a little divine power?
Are we familiar with your forest gods?
I've never had a relationship, okay!
No kidding!
As soon as the tiger's teeth lit up, Layla was about to go berserk.
Raven found out that something was wrong. grabbed Leila and decisively rejected Melicay: "I'm sorry, I can't do it." Whoever goes to hell now doesn't expect life to come back. β
"But ......"
Melicay suddenly found that an even more powerful being had grabbed her armβOgma, the god of knowledge.
"While I have little position to stop you from asking Raven for help, I do want to say that Raven is right. Even him. To go now is to die. β
All of a sudden, it was like a thunderstorm, and Melicay was also a little blind.
"If I can do it, I will consider it. If the success rate is zero, and it has nothing to do with me, please forgive me for refusing. The cold words made it clear that there was no room for manoeuvre.
Melicay remembered what Raven had said, "I'm not a righteous partner. But I am at least an enemy of evil. This sentence itself is a good expression of Raven's position. I suddenly remembered that Raven's unscrupulous approach to achieving his goals was itself a typical and typical style of the orderly and evil camp.
The camps are different, and there is not much in common.
Raven wasn't Tyr, he was a guy who didn't have anything to do with justice.
Melicay patted her head, she was dizzy, the Forest God Department had never had much friendship with Raven. The beautiful goddess with brown hair and brown eyes, a strong and elegant body, stomped her foot fiercely: "Sorry to disturb me! I'm going to Corellon. β
"Please!" Raven waved his hand and sent off!
Melicay vanished.
Everyone knew that Merrikai's trip would not bear fruit, and that group of elves now could be said to care about no one except for the elves' internal affairs.
"What will happen to Nubien?" Shanny asked.
Ogma sighed, "I shouldn't be able to die." β
Raven mended: "It's not much better." β
At this moment, Bato Hell Second Layer Dis.
"Bastard devil! Die, die, dieβ" Nubien howled, his muscles bulging, and two iron tubes seemed to be stuffed into the sides of his thick neck, and the great veins and arteries were too thick to be placed.
No matter how the lion god is called, it is just the sorrow of the 'negative dog of life'.
Because he was bound into a rice dumpling by countless chains engraved with evil inscriptions.
"Giggles! Guy who can't help himself! Just because you want to destroy our Bato Hell? Almost at the end, the Fourth King, Filna, kicked Nubien in the ass.
"I'll kill you! I'm going to kill you! Nubien roared.
At this time, the spokesman of Asmodeirs, the Duke of Adramares, came: "I have come to announce His Majesty's decision. β
The second, third, fourth, and sixth combined four devil kings and their subordinate dukes, as well as eight demon generals, bowed down at the same time.
"Your Majesty said that the priesthood and divine power of the lion god are useless, and there is a primordial contract, and the devil is forbidden to become a god. It is better to use it as a tool to create iniquity. β
"Bastard! What do you think of me...... Woo-woo-" Before the poor lion god could finish speaking, the fourth king took off his stockings and gagged his mouth.
"Oooh." These high-ranking devils all showed playful evil expressions.
It is extremely difficult for a god to have offspring, unless he prepares the fragments of priesthood, divinity, and godhead for future generations in advance, such as the Mother Earth God and the God of Dawn, and is born as a true god.
Otherwise, either you can't give birth, or most of them are demigods. However, in rare cases, monster-like sins will be born.
Iniquity is a mistake, the product of undeserved and unforeseen divine power.
As a soul that died young, the iniquity of God continues to live,
Draw nourishment from their near-divine power and pure hatred of their ancestors and all natural products.
The sins of the gods have received their mark from the throes of the birth of the gods, twisted, strange and terrifying.
There are countless kinds of gods, all of which are unimaginably terrifying monsters for mortals.
Cursed by heaven and hell, the gods have been sealed away for countless years.
But over time, sometimes the gods are accidentally released or break free of their cages.
The appearance of a god can cause a great panic in a country, a world, or even a plane.
Fortunately, most of the gods are firmly sealed away by stronger divine beings.
Now, the Lord of Hell wants to create a god of iniquity?
What a sin! If used well, it is a big killer.
To use Nubien, who has become a saint, to create divine iniquity, it is natural to have a strong mother. Looking around the entire hell, there are only two beings that are most suitable - the fourth king, Fierna, and the sixth king, Melissa.
Filna made a decision in an instant.
"Melissa, don't talk nonsense. This opportunity allows me, and I will give you a satisfactory reward. With that, the long, smooth legs that had just taken off the stockings stepped on Nubien's body, as if to declare his determination to win.
Melissa smiled and looked at Nubien: "I heard...... Can a lion mate more than a hundred times a day? β
"Woooooo The lion god's eyes are red!
No one cares how Nubien feels.
Hearing Melissa's words, Filna's body trembled, and she cursed in her heart: Damn the demon!
Unfortunately, if she had known that Melissa had long been someone's private property and would not have touched it, she might not have made this decision.
Gritting her teeth, the former hellish courtesan exclaimed, "Okay! Melissa. Under the witness of the River Styx, as long as you give me this opportunity. Pick a demigod from the Fourth King's Treasury, and I can help you promote a Duke to your lordship. β
Melissa said with a smile, "In the name of the River Styx...... Deal! β
Even though Nubien always wanted to say "I'm not a lion!" βγ It's a pity that in the upcoming very yellow and violent incident, he is the life of the breed.
"In order to prevent Nubien from escaping, His Majesty ordered that his limbs be amputated and stored in His Majesty's treasury." Adramarez added.
Filna's scarlet tongue licked her red lips, "I'm okay with that. β
Finally, a darkness of despair enveloped the bitter lion god...... (To be continued.) )