This little headless deer seems to be very affectionate to Makoto, as if he regards Makoto as a relative. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It rubs Makoto like a kitten, but all it brings Makoto is endless pain and fear.

Elena and Chaozhu hid in the corner early, instinctively afraid of the headless stone fawn.

Makoto used the talent of the Lord of Bones to condense a layer of bone armor on his epidermis, which made him feel better.

Perhaps this fawn should be thanked, such a difficult thing as condensing bone armor is still Cheng's first success.

It was almost an instinctive wish, but he didn't expect the talent of the Lord of Bones to respond to him.

Makoto used his hand to restrain the fawn that it thought was playing with him, and exchanged words with Tidlet.

With the headless deer gone, Tiddelit recovered from the petrification.

She went in and out of Makoto's soul and finally concluded, "No, you don't have any image of the big-breasted sister you call in your soul at all!"

"In other words, my crossing is indeed manipulated by someone behind my back?"

Tidlight agreed: "I can't be wrong, but I don't know why the other party is doing this." ”

Thinking about the peculiarity of Makoto's soul, Tidlight began to think that perhaps the person who threw Makoto into this world understood the state of the world very well.

Makoto was silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Is there a question I don't know if I can ask?"

"What?"

"The god of the underworld, the old man's ...... Okay, what does the god of the dead look like? Can you show me her influence?"

Tiddelit immediately understood what he meant, and joked, "If it were her, she would indeed have big breasts." ”

However, Tiddelit did not reveal the influence of the god of the underworld in Makoto's consciousness, and she continued, "If it were her, you would have done far more than we know now, and in the same way, white ivory should have carried something very different. ”

Makoto immediately thought of the special creation of the ghost ship, but this alone didn't seem to be very different.

However, Tidlight seemed to have a glimpse in her mind, and while the white tusks had not yet shown a very special strength, they were inherently different from all ghost ships.

For example, the various patterns that slowly appear on the white ivory that can communicate with other ghost ships.

Makoto only thinks that it is an ordinary magic pattern, but even Chaozhu can perceive that these magic patterns correspond to all the ghost ships in addition to the various manifestations of the power of death.

Maybe one day, the characteristics of the hundred ghost ships built by the gods will be concentrated in this one ship.

From this point of view, the white ivory does seem to come from the hand of the god of the underworld, but the person who operates it is the god of death and sincerity.

But there is another problem here, that is, maybe the god of the underworld went back to the past when he crossed over, so he could bury the secret chess of Makoto, but why didn't she come back herself, why didn't she explain everything to Makoto and then let Makoto come over, but just sent it over so casually?

Tidwlet remembered that Taixu, who was also not a specialty of this world, and that this deity also came from other worlds, and the worldview of the Ouroboros he spoke of was still remembered in Tidlet's mind.

Then she wondered, could it be the real creator of this world, the upper world, the existence that created this place threw Cheng over, and this existence also understands the problems of this world.

Either way, Makoto's peculiarity was slowly becoming clear in Tidlet's mind.

This guy may not be as simple as building a ghost ship system or helping the gods come back to life.

Makoto had already told the headless deer about the exchange, and at this time, Tiddelit sighed secretly and said in her heart: "It has something to do with the demons, is it to deal with this mistake? Who made this agreement with the demons? What kind of agreement did it make?" The gods have risen, but are the demons too?"

Most of the questions in Tidlet's mind could not be said to Makoto, because she was only a small fragment of her soul, and at the same time, she was in conflict with the god of fate, and the information she knew was somewhat incomplete, and it was difficult to conclusively speculate.

Eventually, she concluded, "Don't overthink it, just go with the flow." ”

Cheng Hao was not angry to death, this person's answer is really a little speechless.

He finally found that when he stroked the little headless deer, the other party would be quiet, so while soothing the little 'life', he asked, "Is this little guy corrosive?"

Tidlight denied: "The erosion of petrification is emanating all the time, but there is no trace of the chaotic nature, and this life has basically been freed from its demonic nature. ”

It's still bad in nature, but it's good news.

However, he was also curious: "Didn't you say that demons only have chaos and distortion?"

That's true, but she's special. ”

"She?"

"Didn't you notice it was a young doe?"

Seiichi gritted his teeth and scolded: "I'm not cheap enough to see if a deer is male or female!"

If he had a head, he might still be able to make out it from the horns, but now it was a headless being, and the top of the neck was simply an area shrouded in gray crystal dust particles.

Makoto even felt like a volcano that was going to erupt at any moment, except that this volcano was spewing petrified energy.

He took a long breath before asking, "What's so special?"

"She is not life, but power, or the ultimate embodiment of power," Tidwlet explains. ”

"What power?"

"Talent - Lord of Stone!"

Makoto was taken aback and said in surprise: "What?"

Tiddelit replied, "This is the life of the Gifted Stone Champion, different from any demon in this world, and different from the way any demon descends. ”

Makoto looked down at this headless deer who was constantly passively petrifying his own bone armor, and he couldn't connect her with talent in his heart.

He stammered, "That'...... So I...... Lord of my bones?"

Tiddelit suddenly scoffed, "Don't think about it, it's basically impossible for you, unless a power is at its extreme, you have this kind of creative power." ”

The two words of creation are like boulders thrown into a pool, and while they set off huge waves, they also exposed the bottom of the pool.

Makoto frowned, grasped these two words, and asked, "Creation, a demon, the ultimate power, so what are the demons?"

He remembered that Tidlet had been avoiding answering, and the question suddenly became a little abrupt.

Tidwlet still didn't seem to want to answer, but she obviously underestimated Makoto's brain, thinking that people in her previous life had always regarded gods and demons as the end of two levels.

Therefore, Cheng complained fiercely: "Don't tell me that the demons are the existence of failed gods?"

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