I float in front of the mighty stars, but I don't feel dazed, small, or uncomfortable.

I was just gripped by a strong sense of purpose.

Compassion, yes.

Sadness, heaven, compassion, people.

The Creator is gone, and although I don't know why, the end is doomed.

This poor planet, this poor galaxy, I am afraid that it has been abandoned by the vast universe.

Woo hoo lament, thinking of the world and the world, lonely and weeping.

Although I am a high-minded and lonely person who does not admire power, I look at the earth, at the galaxy, at the people I love and care about, they are so insignificant, yet so fragile and fragile, and their lives are short, like summer flowers. Who will stand up in the future to protect them from harm in this perilous universe?

I lamented that if I could have shed tears, I would have been in tears now.

It's a pity that I'm a spirit and can't shed tears.

I smiled crookedly, wiped away my saliva, my eyes blazing, my head held high, and I went to the sun, to the empty throne.

Those who are capable, work hard.

Nowadays, the world is in danger, the people are struggling to make a living, the universe is great, and people are like dust, who can immediately turn the tide of things, so that the people will no longer suffer, and the people will be full of hope?

If I am not God, who can be God?

The king is many, and the many are king.

Yes, I will manipulate the sun and dedicate abundant light and heat to those humans on earth and, of course, demons.

I am so loving, so great, so kind, so just, that my actions will make the world sing my name for generations to come.

Seth, Longinus, and Mokkawi will replace Yahweh, Rah, Dada, and Hongjun as synonymous with God.

So, will I fall into eternal loneliness from which I cannot be freed?

No, no, I'm not an old-fashioned and static person.

I have mastered the ability of Xitai to divide souls.

I can send my doppelganger to Earth and build harems around the world while living happily with Lamia... No, sow the seeds of civilization.

Alas, some people will ask, aren't you very hard and busy doing this?

As I said, I am a compassionate God.

Now, how can I be stingy with my energy, stingy with my precious seeds, and not caring for those beautiful girls around the world... And what about the boys?

Thinking of this, a certain part of my body changed. Strangely, I thought that as a spirit, this part would not react.

But I am God, I am God beyond spirit and body!

For the noble mission, for the spirit of freedom, for the believers favored by the gods, for the supreme happiness.... No! With the belief that the world is worried and worried, I must use my hard body to soothe the suffering hearts of the people on the earth.

I landed on the surface of the sun, like Moses parting the ocean, and said softly, "Open the door with sesame seeds." ”

A passage appeared in the sun, and I laughed again, and shouted, "If I don't go to hell, who will?" Today, I, Longinus, will turn hell into heaven, and let my children and grandchildren spread out in the world, and the world will be full of peaches and plums..."

I was about to take a step forward, when suddenly, I was slapped in the mouth by a strong force.

I was dizzy and said angrily, "Who? Who dares to slap me? Do you know my identity? The three-year period has passed, and today, I will issue the Black Feather Order, so that those who have offended me will not be recovered,...."

I was lifted up like a chick by the guy, and he threw me and my screams slammed through the solar system.

I don't know where I'm going to go, I'm going to go to that plane.

In short, my wish to become a god was frustrated.

Alas, I want to do good things, but I am hindered by layers of obstacles, I have the world in my heart, but I don't meet it, the road is long, I will go up and down and seek.

I don't think the world is hopeless.

......

I woke up in the darkness.

I never imagined that I would end up in such a miserable situation.

I am the hero who saved the whole world, the whole galaxy.

I was once one step away from the Creator.

Why? Why did it take a sharp turn for the worse, and my old age was so miserable?

In this dark room, I trembled and groped for something.

I found the curtain, opened a corner, and looked out at the world.

The sun was shining, but when I saw the sun, I felt dizzy and shivered a few times.

She's going to do it, she's going to hurt me again.

This horrible, merciless banshee, she imprisoned me, she subdued me, she controlled me, she intended to kill me.

Tonight, no, at the moment, right now.

Her footsteps approached.

Lamia, Lamia, Lamia, unexpectedly, unexpectedly, the final boss of this book, it's actually you!

I tried to stand up, but my feet went limp and my knees hit the ground.

My mouth was dry, exhausted, my back ached, and I felt as if I had been drained by the blood clan.

But instead of blood, I was sucked out of something else... The essence, that essence is some kind of forbidden spell, and once it is spoken, the book is finished.

The door creaked open, and the air outside the room, with an eerie, terrifying, damp and sinister aura, enveloped me and enveloped me.

I groaned sadly.

Last night, Lamia asked for it ten times.

Ten times!

I begged her, saying I couldn't do it anymore, I couldn't support it.

But she smiled charmingly and said, "You can, this is our agreement, remember?" You said you would promise me anything once the crisis was over.

This terrifying witch, this banshee who absorbs another essence of humanity, at that moment, her appearance is as bewitching, weird and seductive as Lilith, then again, my wife Lamia must at least be an ancient witch reincarnated or something, otherwise it is too undevoid?

It's a pity she's not.

She's just a beautiful cyborg with a lot of desires that have been overmoded.

So, last night, I dedicated my life to this succubus's fatal rift.... Isn't it too explicit to write like that? This book won't be 404.

With a knife in my hand, I raised my head and looked at the smiling Lamia in front of me.

My wife.

You've never been so beautiful, and you've never been so strange.

I aimed at my two snake eggs, they had shrunk a lot after last night's torture, but they were still there.

That's what Lamia wants.

I chanted loudly: "Thousands of hammers are carved out of the deep mountains, and the fire burns if you are idle, and you are not afraid of broken bones, and you must leave your innocence in the world." Lamia, I'd rather be broken than broken, I'm going to cut myself off this now, and I'm going to survive! ”

As I said this, my tears flowed uncontrollably. I remember the moment when I was about to become the creator god, and compared to this situation, from heaven to hell, I... I wish I had been hit headfirst in an instant.

She said, "Were you not happy last night? ”

This sentence disintegrated my heart defense, and with a bang, the knife in my hand fell to the ground.

Oh, that sinful, inferior, unbearable, filthy pleasure that invades my brain and my body like a virus, makes me fall like a demon, makes me as innocent as an angel.

I wiped the corners of my mouth with the back of my hand, my eyes shining with stars, and I raised my head and said, "Ten more times." ”

Lamia shouted, "Who has time to fool around with you?" You're the archbishop, you've been not doing business for a whole month, Michael and Legang's party is about to quarrel, the trading representative sent by the Tiphon sisters is already waiting for you to hang himself, and the envoy of the Sword and Shield Society is about to break through our threshold, and you think about this kind of thing all day long? ”

Shocked and indignant, I took a few steps back and said angrily, "Didn't you ask for it? ”

Lamia said, "Is there something wrong with your brain?" If you hadn't been arguing for fixation last night, what could I do with you? ”

In an instant, I only felt that the world was black and white, and there was no hope or justice at all.

Reality, truth, fantasy, and lies are all intertwined, and it is difficult to distinguish them anymore.

I saved all things, destroyed the Sun King, and prevented a great crisis.

And now, she's calling me a pervert with a head full of that kind of thing? I.... I'm ..... Not such people.

I walked over to her and was about to explain, only to find my hand pressed against her hip, and the other dragon claw hand flexed its fingers into a hemisphere, reaching out to the other.

Damn crazy web, how far are you going to manipulate me....

Green Veil said, "You're a hopeless idiot, you know what? ”

The parliamentarians echoed in unison.

Lamia kicked me out of the window.

Outside the window, Abel stood in front of me, I wiped the mud on my face, my face did not change, my bearing was graceful, I turned over and stood up, and said with a smile: "I am used to jumping out of the window in the morning, which is more hardcore." ”

Abel said, "I haven't had time to ask, how did you stop that guy?" ”

I looked around and said mysteriously: "Actually, the creator passed on all his skills to me before he died, don't look at me now, I seem to be harmless to humans and animals, and I have no quarrel with the world, in fact, as long as I have a thought, I have the power to destroy the entire galaxy." ”

Abel yawned and said, "Whatever." ”

It's daytime, this vampire doesn't go to sleep, and actually walks in the sun with a swagger, just covering his skin and face with a raincoat, fuck, the very rare daywalker in the previous book is simply rotten in this book, this book is unbalanced and inconsistent, which can be seen.

For some reason, Hell is still haunting the world and has not completely dispersed, so we can still see a lot of demons haunting and seeing the demon lords fighting each other.

Lucifer is gone again, and the demon archdukes are still not dealing with him, after all, for a long time, he is indeed a traitor, and the demon archdukes are indeed depraved and evil.

The place where we humans live, on the borders of hell, sustains the lives of human beings and allows human civilization to develop gradually.

There are too many things to do, for example, Kara is trying to manipulate the economy of the Black Coffin and infiltrate the companies of the Sword and Shield Society; For example, the awakened trained by Martin have to infiltrate the military of the Black Coffin and complete all kinds of shady tasks; For example, Wally is mediating the interests of all parties to maintain stability.

And our role is even more important.

Now, we're going to have to go find the mask and get him to drink.

None of us can say why he is looking for the mask, but all in all, it seems that he has some connection with Cain, and we hope that through him, Cain will be found one day.

It's just that why Cain chose this unsurprising tool man as his spokesperson is also an unsolved mystery.

We seem to have forgotten some small things again.

Mask set up a shed outside his apartment, lay on a broken mattress, and ate instant noodles while reading some unsightly magazines.

Abel and I stared at the mask, who raised his head and looked at us sadly.

His magazine was missing corners on key pages, making it uninteresting.

He couldn't get to heaven with that.

There is no greater tragedy in the world than this.

Abel: "How do you sleep on the streets?" ”

The mask said: "Kicked out by the landlady upstairs, this menopausal middle-aged woman..."

I said, "You are also my subordinate, how dare she?" ”

Mask: "The salary you give me can't pay the rent, the reason is on her side, I can't resist." ”

I really saw through the essence of human beings, their greed can never be filled, their thirst for profit is so strong that it suffocates anyone. They conspire, compare, envy, fight, and harm everything they can, just for this kind of petty profit.

For example, this mask, he actually accused me of paying him less money? Yes, I admit, the salary I gave him allowed him to rent only a place near the slums, but! But! But! Say the important thing three times!

.... But I can't think of any excuses! The money I gave him was really too little.

However, the greatness of the human soul lies in the golden radiance that he displays in the face of hardship, the beautiful brilliance, the awe-inspiring color, isn't it?

It is precisely because of this trait that Xitai has completed the impossible mission and allowed him to find the password to become the creator.

If it weren't for his obsession with events like "the king is many, and the many are king", I wouldn't have stopped him, and Lucifer would have preferred to see the human soul ascend to the highest level.

We should not only focus on short-term and petty interests, but also look at the long-term and focus on the real big picture, so that we can progress and grow.

The mask listened to my tirade and said, "Very well, then, when will I get a raise?" ”

When I heard this, I was furious and said, "It's not me that you should hate, but your landlady!" ”

"Why?"

"What, why? Are you a man or not? Is it my Archbishop Longinus' right-hand man? ”

The mask said helplessly: "You can't open the minimum salary in the city, at least give it to the middle class." ”

I took the mask's hand and said, "You don't hate enough. ”

"Hate whom?"

Me: "I am cultivating you, cultivating your hard-working spiritual quality, cultivating your iron blood and resilience as a man, cultivating the anger that has accumulated in your heart, and cultivating your ambition to resist self-improvement!" ”

I turned my head, pointed upstairs, and said, "That landlady, she humiliated you, is that my fault?" No, that's not my fault, it's hers. It's her greedy and ugly heart that makes you sleep on the streets, helpless. It was she who swept away your dignity with her disdainful gaze and vicious words! Even now, she must be laughing at you, laughing at your weakness, laughing at your vulnerability, and even laughing at you for not having eggs at all! ”

The mask's body trembled and said, "Shame laugh.... I? ”

"Yes! Shameful laughter. She sees through you, sees through your weaknesses, she thinks you're not a man, and she doesn't even have the instinct to be a man! I am very sorry and sad for this, but the only one who can really save you is yourself.

Only the anger of your own heart.

Fight hard, don't want to be a man who licks the dog! ”

The mask listened to me and was finally aroused.

In a fit of utter rage, he clenched his fists, held his head high, trembled like a late-stage leper, and walked upstairs with himself muttering to himself.

Walk over to the landlady.

I smiled at Abel, full of victory.

Abel said: "The crooked reasoning you said is actually bullshit. ”

I sneered, "Just let the mask regain his dignity as a man, and that's enough." ”

Suddenly, I heard the landlady upstairs (who seemed to be a very old aunt) say, "What are you doing again?" ”

She has a rough voice and should be fat.

The mask muffled a few words, and the landlord laughed and said, "You kid, say things that no one else understands." Don't ink, just wait for me. “

Soon, there was some indistinct, indulgent muffled hum from upstairs, full of emotion and pathos, pinching two lonely souls together, more like a hungry tigress devouring a thin little snake.

I listened to the voice and imagined the picture, but I didn't dare to release the shadow of the dragon and go up to find out.

Abel scoffed, "It's boring. ”

He's gone.

I was left alone, in the cold wind, looking at the house made of ember crystals, looking at the dark and chaotic window.

Listen to the desperate cries of masks on (or underneath) the landlady.

He was burning himself, and the flames in his body were being extinguished, becoming the remnants of the burning embers.

Before I knew it, I pressed the hilt of my cocked sword.

Before I knew it, tears were rolling down my cheeks.

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