The sky was cut.

The earth was torn apart.

The fallen gods turned into a rain of fire and fell like meteors.

However, in mid-air, it gradually vaporized, disappeared, and quickly dissolved into the air.

This process is a ritual for the gods to sacrifice to this heaven and earth, and Lin Zhengyang will get "feedback" from the world, and the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes, and the divine power seems to be inexhaustible.

The ordinary stainless steel longsword blessed by divine power had been stained with too much divine blood, and it was gradually plated with a layer of golden red, transforming towards the artifact.

Shaking his spirits, Lin Zhengyang once rushed forward and threw out the thunder method head-on, shattering a divine power incarnation.

Then, rush to the god's body hidden deep in the god's domain·········

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

I don't know how many people died on this night.

The fire below is still continuing, and above, the battle of the gods, is entering the climax of the second round.

Countless people hid in their homes shivering and praying to the gods they believed in.

·········

The wind was bitterly cold, and a cold wind blew in the flat ground that made people shiver.

In the evangelistic house of the children and the goddess of herbs, a well-behaved and lovely Lori, after freshening up, quietly opened the window of the hut and looked up at the place above the sky where the bright sun was constantly bursting out.

The hem of her skirt reached only her knees, and it was a little cold on her tiptoes, and she hugged her arms, her eyes shining with a faint golden glow, and her gaze pierced through the vast amount of fog and night that filled the sky above.

The resonance from divinity woke her up from her sleep.

The power of the 'sun', which bursts out from time to time, is the power that belongs to the sun, and ······ It is far stronger than the divine power that she has been trained by the goddess since she was a child.

Her little sun can only be regarded as lighting a straw, and the one above is like a real sun.

She bit her lower lip and looked up intently, not even knowing that the old priest had walked in.

"Are you looking at your brother?"

She suddenly woke up and whispered:

"Goddess?"

The old priest has always been the embodiment of the goddess.

In fact, she was desperate at the beginning, so she found the goddess.

In order to protect her, the Goddess's Church was forced to disband, and for more than ten years, there were no more priests of the Goddess in the entire holy city.

Her mother was the daughter of the Sun King and the priest of the sun god Amun, possessing the power of the sun.

According to tradition, when she grew up, in order to maintain the purity of the divine blood, out of the inheritance of power, her mother would become the wife of the Sun King when she became an adult, that is, marry her father.

Every generation of the royal family has come over like this, so after thousands of years, the descendants of the sun god Amun have always been pure-blooded, and they can call themselves gods.

Originally, this traditional custom would continue in this generation, until that day, when her mother met her father······· A traveler who is said to have come from a foreign land, a powerful country on the other side of the sea.

My father held a power that was different from that of this place, not given by God, but a power that they themselves had cultivated step by step through secret methods.

It is said that mortals can reach a level that is not lost to the gods through various ways of training.

Later, her mother was curious to ask her father for advice on the power of the Tao Method.

The already smart mother naturally learned it quickly, and even used the power of the Dao to escape from the city and go to other city-states to play.

And then there was her.

The Sun King, her grandfather was furious, in fact her grandfather had always been a little paranoid and the most tolerant of betrayal.

Her mother's behavior was undoubtedly like a nail that pierced deep into his heart.

This is not only a betrayal of tradition, but also a betrayal of him, the Sun King, and even ········ He also betrayed the will of the Creator, the god-king Amun!

Yes, in the later stage, the woman who was immersed in love did betray her beliefs since childhood and betrayed her ancestral gods.

This led to a decline in her strength, but because she had mastered the Dao, she was more difficult than ever.

Later, it was said that there was a terrible war······· Of the hundreds of people sent out to chase after them, only a dozen barely escaped, and those people brought back a baby girl.

That's her.

"Do you remember the past again? It's not good to dwell on the past all the time. ”

The goddess withdrew her disguise and sat down on the edge of her little bed, staring out the window as well.

"You should know that he is your brother, who has inherited the same sun divinity as you, and perhaps more, on your father's side."

The goddess Lori changed into the low-cut dress of a noble lady, but unfortunately her flat chest was barely a little undulating, and the moonlight shone on her delicate and delicate porcelain-like neck, reflecting a faint fluorescence.

"I met your father at the beginning, he has the breath of an exotic god, and he has the blessings of the ancestral gods in his blood·······"

The goddess Lori tilted her head, recalling something:

"He's funny, much funnier than your brother······· He's a very humorous guy who can tell lots and lots of jokes·······"

"Of course, at that time, we all knew that foreign lands existed, and there were lands similar to this place on the other side of the sea, but few people from foreign lands came here, and he was the first ·····"

"Later, when we met again, he was with your mother, and I gave you your name, Ningni······· Quiet night, a good name, right? ”

Lori's goddess fell into nostalgia.

Ning Ni, who was listening quietly, had long been accustomed to the appearance of a goddess.

Living together for sixteen years, her relationship with the goddess is more akin to that of mother and daughter.

For a long time, in fact, Ning Ni was very unfamiliar with her father and mother who had never met.

Soon after she was born, she suffered misfortune.

But from the goddess, she could occasionally hear the goddess's descriptions of her parents.

Just tonight, the long-pent-up emotions made her have to pour out.

'Why, at such a big price, is that man worth it?' ’

'Father, what kind of man is you?' ’

Was his union with his mother a betrayal of tradition? Is it a conspiracy? Is their love pure or not? ’

"Is Dad special?"

She finally couldn't help but ask.

Goddess Lori looked back and smiled at her.

"Your father is indeed a very talented mortal, much more talented than those so-called demigod heroes."

The goddess smiled gently, although it was a Lori appearance, but Ning Ni seemed to see a trace of belonging to her mother, that is······ The outpouring of motherhood.