His hypnosis was of no use to her at all!

Her soul came from outside this plane, pretending to be hypnotized by him, just to see what he was going to do.

To her surprise, in addition to asking her name, he only asked who her crush was.

How does she know who her lover is!

His name is different in each plane, does she want to say the names of Song Yiliang and Shu Heng one by one!

It seems that she is too affectionate.

"Ji'er, would you like to accompany me?" Zachariah raised her hand and stroked her long hair.

Maki shook his head.

Zachariah's eyes suddenly flashed with a dark light, she didn't want to! But she just said that he was her eternal lover, so she was deceiving him!

He hated most of all those who deceived and betrayed him.

Once upon a time, this was the case with this continent, where mortals had been protected by him for generations, but they were gradually dissatisfied and unwilling to worship him.

His temple was burned by fire, and the statue that symbolized his majesty in the temple was smashed to pieces, and all the temples in the entire continent of Elah were smashed and burned, leaving only the black and swarthy ruins, which seemed to mock him as the god of light in the wind and rain.

The goddess of the earth is long gone, she warned him before leaving, let him give up, human beings have always been like this, there will always be a day of betrayal, and now they can only find a world willing to believe in them again.

He hesitated, he didn't believe, and his believers, his children, abandoned him like that.

However, all this self-deception was like a hammer, slamming into his heart.

There is no more devotion to him in the mouths of the people, and no more faith in the hearts of the people.

They even began to take pleasure in arranging the god of light, and there would be people in the tavern who would make up vulgar and obscene stories to forcibly tie him to the goddess of the earth, and he had listened carefully to the stories made up by humans, and they said that he had an affair with the goddess of the earth.

Everyone in the tavern had a dissolute and lewd smile on their faces.

They seem to love the low-speed stories between the gods.

He knew that this continent would no longer need him.

Disheartened, he prepared to leave the continent of Elah that he had guarded for generations.

But just as he was about to leave, the monsters invaded the entire continent of Elah, and the people who were targeted by the monsters began to mutate, they grew sharp fangs, and the six relatives did not recognize them, and they began to slaughter people when they met them.

In fact, there are no real monsters in this world!

These monsters are nothing more than the human heart, and they rely on the filthy and filthy souls of human beings to greedily gnaw at their sinful desires.

Gradually it grows larger, and then it backs up.

The forests on the continent of Irah had lost their leaves overnight, falling to the ground and turning to dust, some of which were still rotting.

People can no longer see the sun overhead, and everywhere they look up, there is a sky obscured by dark clouds, which is people's ugly desire.

Blood stained the once sparkling, crystal clear stream, the flowers withered away, becoming a puddle of rotten ashes, the breath was filled with the smell of decay and decay, and the rich black gas began to spread throughout the continent of Ilah.

Humanity has finally woken up.

They returned to the temple and knelt before it like ants begging for forgiveness from the god of light.

They silently recited the prayer dedicated to him, which stopped him from leaving.

His gaze was indifferent to the mortals of the Nether.

They knelt before the temple with their hands on plates, held high above their heads, and in the midst of them were their offerings to him.

In the heyday of the belief in the god of light, the offerings were fresh fruits, vegetarian cakes made from flour from the finest wheat, and flowers with the crystal clear dew of the early morning.

When mankind forsaken him and did not believe in him, there was probably no tribute, and occasionally the tribute was a coarse grain cake that had been hard for an unknown period of time, a dry, wrinkled apple, and a gray, withered flower.

The withered flowers, all in a curly gray.

Just like his discouraged heart.

Do the gods have hearts?

He didn't know either.

But he knew that he would never again be as merciful and forgiving to his followers as he had done before.

He had affectionately called his followers his children, but now he did not want them to tarnish it.

He still did not abandon the continent of Erra, he rescued the human race, and used his light divine power to disperse all the monsters on the continent derived from the ugly desires of human beings.

The black air that spread across the continent gradually disappeared, and the blood-stained streams became clear again, and the fish frolicked their tails in groups.

The once decayed forest is revived, new greenery emerges from the treetops, and birds gradually return to the forest, and the chirping is very lively.

Human beings greedily breathe the fresh air on the tip of their noses and caress the blooming flowers with pity.

Suddenly they fell to their knees and wept bitterly.

They repented of their past sins, begged the Father to forgive them, pleaded with the Father not to abandon them anymore, and they were willing to live forever in faith and worship the Father.

Even if the Father's sin is inflicted on them, as long as it can appease the Father's wrath.

They were willing to bear it, but they were just begging God to forgive them.

Beyond the Nine Heavens, Zachariah looked indifferently at the kneeling believers below, and a cruel sneer appeared on his thin lips.

"Oh people, it's always like this."

Elah gradually regained his life, and everyone regained their faith and worshiped the god of light with devotion to the god of light.

Zechariah treated Eliah like a toy, and he refused to pay any more attention to them.

After hundreds of years of boredom, he is no longer like the benevolent and loving God of Light he used to be.

He would occasionally travel to the mortal world and meet beautiful blonde girls, and he couldn't help but bring them back to the divine realm and let them serve by his side.

It's just that he never touched them.

He sometimes even wonders, is he waiting for someone?

But he couldn't remember who it was, after all, he had lived too long.

Later, he came up with an interesting way to play, where humans always like to beg him to help choose an archbishop.

So he agreed, and even worked out a game where they would kill each other, and he was very happy to watch from the sidelines.

Until, he met this blonde girl.

"Secosta, maybe when I complete the mission of the God of Light, I can accompany you." Seeing that he was silent for a long time, he raised his eyes to look at him, but unexpectedly caught a glimpse of his original golden eyes dyed a little dim.

She had no choice but to make it clear.

Zachariah came back to his senses, and her words flowed into his heart like a fountain of honey, nourishing his parched heart.

A smile tugged at the corner of his lips: "Shouldn't you humans call him Father?" ”

Ying Qi pursed his lips and chuckled: "Only those who believe in him will call him Father." ”

Zachariah couldn't help but raise his hand to pin the broken hair from her ear, "You don't believe in him?" ”

"Hmm." Ying Qi bowed slightly, and then turned his eyes and stared at him with a smile, "Because my faith is you." ”