The pill was in his hand. He didn't need to swallow it, he just crushed it, and it would be able to melt into his body and play its purpose.

But he failed to accomplish his purpose. His hand was controlled by a force large enough to seem to crush bones, and he couldn't exert even the slightest bit of strength.

"No, no, no, it won't work." Rossos's voice rang in his ears, "This will be a great burden on your body, and you haven't enjoyed your family yet." ”

Figilio tried to bend his fingers, and he only needed a little more pressure between his fingers to break the pill. But the force that clamped his wrist seemed to penetrate through his skin, controlling every corner of his body along his veins modeled after true gods.

Is he going to die like this? Just a little bit of distance, he can turn the situation around.

He hasn't been seen by his mother, he hasn't seen his father and mother reunited, he's still ......

He hadn't heard the words "I love you" from Limpertha's lips.

"Have you thought of your last words before you died?" Rossos's cheerful voice sounded again, "Although you don't have much chance to say it, and I can't help you convey it, it's still a pleasant thing to think about for yourself, right?" You will recall all that you have lost, and return to a pathetic nothingness. Even if Avos and Imorella were able to recreate a new being in the same way as they had done then, it would never be 'you' again. ”

Figilio gritted his teeth, he knew all too well what Roses had said. Maybe "death" is inevitable, and he will not be delusional that Roses will be able to spare his soul, and Roses will not understand what "mercy" means at all.

But he will not just let his soul go to destruction, he will definitely do everything in his power to at least protect his soul, even if there is only one fragment, there will be hope of recovery.

As long as he mobilizes all his divine power—

"You must be tempted to save your soul." Rossos whispered in his ear, "You say, can I do it to make you think you've succeeded, and then destroy your soul to the point where there is no scum left at your most hopeful moment?" ”

Figilio closed his eyes, allowing himself to ignore his words. This demonic deity was just trying to disturb his mind, and if he was distracted by it, he would surely end up like Roseos had said.

"I don't think it's a pity that I haven't been raised by my father and mother since I had a body, and I still have this level of thinking." Rossos sneered and said, "It's a pity, you still have to disappear." ”

The presence that controlled his body seemed to begin to swell, and Figilio felt his veins being squeezed, as if they would burst in the next second. "Death" was imminent, but there was nothing he could do about it. This pressure made him almost unable to mobilize his divine power, his strength was blocked by something, but he had to work hard, otherwise......

The sudden lightening of his body made Figilio's mind go blank, he couldn't remember what happened after "otherwise", and did he still not have time to save his soul after all? Is he ...... Already destroyed?

He lowered his head in a trance, only to be surprised to find that his body was still intact. His hand was free at some point, and the pill rested in his hand. He subconsciously wanted to crush it, but was stopped by another gentle force.

"I remember that there was a saying among humans: 'It is up to the owner to beat a dog'. What's more, it's my son who you want to kill, don't you need to come and ask my opinion? ”

Figilio had a solid back in front of him, and his floor-length white hair and familiar voice made him who he was. Figilio looked to the side, and the silver-white deity stood beside him with a calm face, gently holding his wrist.

"If you can't touch this kind of thing, don't touch it." Death gently took the pill from his hand, "You're doing well, Figi. We arrived a little late, but it wasn't too late. ”

Figilio's throat choked, but he managed to calm himself. How to lose face in private is his own business, and he can't lose his dignity in front of the enemy.

Rossos did not reply, but disappeared directly from the air.

"Runaway rats." Avos snorted coldly, "He knows it's impossible to take us down in a short time. ”

"If he wasn't good at this, we would have cleaned him up a thousand years ago."

Valuto walked over to Avos and looked at the goddess who was still standing motionless not far away.

"Imoriela ......"

The goddess seemed to be touched by Avos's whisper, and she looked up, her gaze fixed on Avos.

Avos walked towards the black-haired goddess, a hint of emotion in Imoryla's eyes as he approached.

“…… Pander to...... Wo ......"

The sword in her hand hung to the ground, and the demon king couldn't help but take two more steps forward, but this time, the goddess's face showed a painful and hideous expression.

The blood-red sword was clenched back into her hand, and it faintly bloomed with an ominous color. The goddess's purple eyes, which had become clear for a moment, were re-concealed by the thick black mist, and she twisted her face and glared at the three gods on the opposite side viciously.

Valuto let out a regretful sigh, and Figilio looked at him puzzled and nervous, expecting an explanation.

"The relationship between Imoriela and Avos is quite resilient, and even in the course of the war, I can see in Imorira's eyes that I miss Avos." He whispered, "I thought such a deep bond would work, but...... Rossos's restraint on Imorila was too strong, and if he forcibly awakened her will, it would only damage her soul. ”

Avos was also aware of the painful fight that had taken place on the goddess, so he did not come any closer to the goddess, but just stood not far away, quietly watching her.

Imoriela growled and pointed the tip of her sword at her lover, but once again there was a look of struggle on her face. After a minute, she took a step back, and her body disappeared from thin air.

"They left."

Valuto raised his hand, and his hand released a comforting energy. Everything around them is slowly returning to their original form. After about five minutes, the potholes in the ground were gone, but the trees and grass had not been restored to their original appearance.

"Lost lives can never be saved." "But their roots are still here, and they're going to bring it back to life." ”

"Shall we go back?" Figilio looked at his elders inquiringly, "I think they're still waiting for us to get back and tell you about the situation - father, if you want to catch up, I won't stop you." ”

Avos shook his head slightly, he turned towards them, and in the blink of an eye, he was at the front.

"Oh, it looks like my father can't wait to meet my mother's people." Figilio shrugged, "Let's go, Uncle Valutto. ”

Morfi's base is a busy scene. After Figilio's news report returned, Hua Shao summoned the people who went out and arranged for various departments to return to their positions.

Although it should have been quite a sensation for the three gods to come to Morfi together, no one had time to pay attention to them for a while.

"Figi! Come and help! The black-haired girl didn't even look at them, and shouted at Figilio, "We can't solve the defense mechanism you have set up, so everyone won't be able to go back to their own houses!" ”

Figilio pursed his mouth and reluctantly moved to Bianko's side.

"Biya, shouldn't you care about me first?" He dismantled his spell as he complained, "I've been through a life-or-death situation, huh? ”

"Since Phigie is standing here now, it means that you are okay now." Bianko said confidently, "This can be said later, we can't let so many people wait here, Hua Shao can't hold a meeting until Molfi settles down." ”

Figilio sighed, rubbing Bianco's head vigorously before sliding away to all corners of Morfi to help them deal with their defenses.

"Phigie is good to you, I'm a little more relieved."

"Phigie is actually very nice to us, but he often behaves like a child, and I can't help but want him to do something." Bianko subconsciously replied before turning her head to see who was talking to her, "Wait for me to ask about the battle just now, otherwise my mother will ...... Will ......"

The black-haired girl had not seen who she was talking to until now, and she stuttered for a moment, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Queld walked up to her in confusion, and then understood her predicament, "Lord Demon King, Lord Death, please forgive us for our rudeness. Because our alliance is dealing with the wrap-up after the battle, it is not possible to receive it with due courtesy at this time. If you don't mind, I can lead the two adults to the reception room for a short rest. ”

Avos bowed slightly, and Valuto smiled at them.

At this time, Bianko finally came to her senses, and she was trembling as she was dragged by Kiel towards the interior of the Morfi base, and at the same time muttered to him in an almost inaudible voice.

"Why are Lord Avos and Lord Valuto here?" She kept saying, "I was so rude! And I'm so rude to Figi in front of them...... Oh my God, will they be mad at my mom for me? ”

"Don't worry, they're not that careful." Kyild amusedly replied to her in the same low voice, even though he knew that the two gods behind him could still hear clearly, "You just don't know, and your attitude towards Figilio only means that you are close to him, not despised him, right?" ”

Biancole nodded appreciatingly, and tightened her hand a little tighter.