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Ha ha. The outer god thought.

Are your anchors only a few dozen in the church? Amanda Mountains don't go to the rescue? Is such a big rune out there now belonging to the Lord of the Storm? It seems that the real Creator has also spoken to you and expressed his willingness to support you in the three paths of "eternal darkness"?

Only now that you are here, even a blind person can see what your purpose is.

After the real creator gained the advantage, he began to indulge in balancing, and all three gods showed a certain degree of goodwill, encouraging them to fight each other, but the struggle of these gods did not seem to include self-improvement. Aside from the fact that the Grim Reaper, who is playing the game of state management, and the true creator who is not going to lie down and wait for death or use nuclear deterrence on himself, and is ready to take the initiative to contain the Chaos Sea and the primordial free fight, it is simply a cliché - the outer god diverged his mind, convinced that humans may have this instinct for intrigue.

The Decayed King suddenly became bored, and her expression quickly became indifferent, and she suddenly did not want to continue to maintain the character of Edward Vaughn. It didn't matter, but it gave her the sense of boredom that she was also seriously participating in the little game of human intrigue.

She doesn't like these little games.

Although this identity is very useful, she also does not like to laugh, does not like to play, does not like to say things that fit the image of "Edward Vaughn", and does not like all meaningless and time-wasting behaviors.

When these actions do not bring strength, they should be discarded as a matter of course.

"I'll give you a compliment on your courage."

Since he wanted to show his responsibility before the true Creator, the King of Decay was also willing to give more respect to the King of Angels. After waiting for a moment with limited virtue, when Arianna and all the figures in the Chapel of Tranquility had disappeared as if they had been erased, she reached out and made a move of her convergence power to make the demonic path sequence that once belonged to her fall into her hands like a meteor, melting and invisible like a snowflake falling into the palm of her hand.

Then, a sequence of the prisoner's pathway was also pulled and absorbed into it.

This is the first time that the power of "divine iniquity" has been mastered...... The curse is strengthened, the desire is directed, the seals, the body, and even the extraordinary characteristics of others are affected, the pain is shared, and the burden is compulsively carried...... The outer god was probably familiar with the skill for a while, and thought of something else.

The Grim Reaper's agreement with himself seems to have completely collapsed, and now, if the other party still wants to exchange the "pale death" with him, it is time to consider fighting the bound god who is polluted by the Mother Tree of Desire.

It doesn't matter, the Grim Reaper has nothing to do with him anyway. These are irrelevant, minutiae, she thought.

When the outer gods began to think about choosing an auspicious day to help the true creator stabilize the situation, a large, looming figure appeared directly above the Church of Tranquility.

The figure wore a cascading but uncomplicated black dress embellished with countless starlight.

She was as huge as a god in the sacred scriptures who could stand up to the heavens and the earth, and a pair of arms covered with dark short hair grew from her ribs and waist, but she had a beautiful and gentle face covered with a thin black veil.

Her eyes seem to condense the starry night sky, which is both peaceful and irrepressibly terrifying.

The demon didn't turn around, she didn't look up, her eyes fell on the music box in her hand that was trembling and praising the sun repeatedly, wondering if she could get it to say something else.

"Why don't you come and praise me."

She said to this music box, which has a certain activity: "The sun will set, it will be dark, it will be obscured by clouds, it will lose its temperature due to cold, but decline is inevitable, sin is eternal, and decline will eventually come." ”

The music box shuddered violently and snapped shut.

At this moment, a song that seemed to come from the distant past sounded in her ears, like the song of a group of whales in the deep sea, and came to her mind at a specific frequency. It is not dangerous, does not cause the crisis of the devil and the instinctual repulsion of the instincts, it symbolizes a peaceful slumber, everything that has life dreams, dreams belong to all life. Sleepiness is also not alarming, it is like a leaf floating with the sea, wrapped in a bubble of strange colors that shimmer with dreams, rolling consciousness into eternal sleep.

"What kind of dream can you make me have? A dream of the destruction of the world? ”

The Decaying King closed his eyes, the bubble of dreams exploding into a colorful residue in her gaze. If it weren't for that, she would have liked to hover on an asteroid in the middle of her roaming, wrapped in a comfortable dead silence like this, and enjoy the feeling of her records intertwining and flashing into a bizarre "dream movie" in the corner of her mind.

At this moment, the corners of her mouth rose slightly from ridicule:

"If you let me have such a dream, I'll make it come true."

The songs and dreams did not stop, and they washed the reef like the tide of the sea. The erosion of darkness silently replaced the ground projected by the abyss beneath his feet, covering the blood-soaked earth, and covering the demon's figure with great difficulty.

Until the rising darkness engulfed her hands, the King of Decay glanced at his feet. The regional liberation of calamity, comparable to the destruction in the darkness that befell the natural disaster, was still fresh in her memory, but now she was not afraid of it.

At the moment when the world in front of her completely sank into darkness, the demon's premonition of crisis finally gave some limited alarm, and the calamity tore at her body and spirit, even if there was nothing, her flesh still twitched, spasmed, twisted and distorted in the surging void darkness, and inspired some of the demon's mythical creatures, as if they were about to scatter and split themselves. As for the spirit, the spirit is not superfluous, and the King of Decay guesses that the calamity acting on the spirit is probably "causing madness, and the will is out of control", but since she herself is the spirit of the old days, which is equivalent to the will of essentia, she was originally classified into madness, and this trick is useless.

She broke free from the calamity and darkness, and several skin wound-level breaks on her body repaired automatically, and the outer god stood still unconcerned, waiting for the next attack of the goddess of the night.

Anyway - anyway, before the other person dies, the real creator will definitely take action to keep the other party and maintain that ridiculous balance. Then there is no need to waste time and spirituality with the night.

Obviously, he was still very courageous and motivated when he was weak, why did he become the strongest but became constrained?

Sure enough, it was still followed by the familiar tricks of the dark path - requiem and calamity, erosion and hypnosis, and the dream was only a bottomless black, and it seemed that the other party was indeed worried about his sentence "Let the dream become reality".

"You can't test my way with such caution."

The outer god said casually, and then laughed like a speechless person: "Oh, you don't have that ability now." ”

"Why didn't the Lord of the Storm come to help? It's in her interest to help now. ”

The King of Decay wastes not a minute in sowing discord:

"Is it because she can't trust you, worried that this is a bitter ploy?"

The night gave her some small attacks, and she also gave some painless returns, completely too lazy to take a real look at an enemy who would not be killed. Combined with the facts, it is almost the intricate aristocratic marriage relationship between countries. During the war, most of the officers were relatives, and no one would really fight, but they were all waiting for a heroic battle to be honorably captured, and they were still treated with courtesy during the captivity.

Oh, maybe there will be fewer of these now, the guns have no eyes, and there will be gaps in the protection of the extraordinary.

After resisting the opponent's attack again, she looked at the ground under her feet, and suddenly there was a strange chill climbing up the ridge, this feeling disappeared in a flash, and the demon's crisis intuition immediately analyzed the reason - the spirit line was briefly affected just now!

There was a brief pause of astonishment on the Decaying King's face, and when her expression returned to calm, she raised her head and looked at the sky in the distance.

They were still in the Amanda Mountains, but just a moment ago, she felt a hostility from the other direction, and that hostility and malice even posed a limited threat to her spirit line!

Answer:

"Half a fool? Antigonus? ”

She looked into the distance, and her tone changed slightly:

"There was some shaking in the state of eternal sleep and secrecy just now? Are you influencing her to make her hostile to me? ”

The Decay King almost burst out laughing, she suddenly felt that her control over the facial expressions of the human had not yet reached the point of perfection, how should the human feel at this time? Afraid? Get cold feet? Flinch? But she felt the corners of her mouth go out of control again, and she almost tore her cheeks.

“…… Are you threatening me? ”

The King of Decay asked as calmly as he could, "Don't use the human tricks to play with me...... Are you threatening me? ”

The figures of Namo Lake seem to merge with the night sky.

"A god from the stars." The goddess of the night said calmly, "All the earth wants is to protect itself in the end times, and all I want is the continuation of my church and my own life. That's my answer. ”

The Fallen King pinched the sides of his cheeks, not letting the smile continue to expand.

After hearing this answer, she was very humane and slightly silent for a moment, as if she was considering the language.

"Goddess of the Night, you've made a mistake."

"I am willing to be intimidated by the true Creator because my cooperation with Her is to take what you need. She's willing to rack her brains to save this disgusting world, and I'm willing to sell some favor to the future God. ”

"There is a fear of God's power, but it is far from the point of death."

She said slowly.

"But you, dear."

"You don't have the strength to threaten me. …… You are like a young child with a gun trying to threaten me, I will indeed be killed by a gun, but at this moment, your identity and your actions are more unpleasant to me than death. ”

Because of its own strength, it is unpleasant to be threatened by the weak, even more than the vigilance of the danger itself? Is this a common condition for the gods of the starry sky, or is it a unique character of this outer god? The Goddess of the Night recalled what she had just said, and felt polite enough, serious enough, without any hostility or inappropriateness.

But now she heard a hint of laughter from the other party's answer, which was sneer and mockery, but strangely, she didn't feel hostility and killing intent from this sentence for the first time, only the cold nickname made her feel creepy.

…… The real creator is still watching? Haven't I done enough? She couldn't help but think so.

"Of course, my dear, I also want to thank you for making me realize one thing by your actions."

"Just as you threaten me with Antigonus who sleeps in madness, the extraordinary threaten other extraordinary with seals, the rich and noble threaten their own kind with status and money, as long as you have something to rely on—you will never stop doing these stupid things."

Afraid of the Lord of Mysteries? - Nonsense, otherwise why guard against the mysterious backhand?

There is no God who does not wear, hate, or fear the Lord of mysteries!

The Declining King thinks that he has been very tactful in communicating with God in a neutral state, but he still can't help but describe the other person with the worst impressions and rhetoric. Because she can always think of the most suitable prank and even torture, such as the child of chaos, a god who is confident and arrogant in his own strength, being deprived of everything and sealed in the artifact and being called by others for thousands of years, it is simply the most unbearable thing for her!

It's not a good habit to chew on the root of the tongue behind your back, and the decaying king still has some interdivine morality, and even the mother goddess who is clearly a fellow citizen but always wants to be the mother of all brothers and sisters has an understanding and tolerant mentality, except for secrets.

Fear is indeed fear, and if you can, it's better not to exist.

But.

The premise of fear is to be deterred by the Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun and God Himself!

But if you are really scared away by a weak angel king with a crazy half-fool, you can be threatened by the goddess of the night today, and you can be threatened by the lord of the storm tomorrow, and the gods of the whole earth will no longer care about the two-way true god of the king of decay - anyway, even if it is the old days, it will still be pressed to the ground and beaten by the celestial venerable, isn't it? The real creator of the day after tomorrow can directly threaten her with the mysterious revival of the primordial resurrection!

Anyway, she didn't dare to fight hard with the pillars, anyway, it was a big deal to die together!

Since Tianzun can't be defeated no matter what, Tianzun will be so frightened that he will run away as soon as he comes, so what else do he have to toss?

What is she doing here? Waiting to be ridiculed by the gods on the outside and inside until the end of the universe? Or wait for death?

There is still some vigilance and mutual help for the real creator, but if any weak person here dares to rely on the so-called hole card of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" to be arrogant with her, then she simply don't live, go back to the starry sky to find a place to die!

“…… I need to make you realize that your weakness is the original sin of everything! ”

The struggle, devouring and death of the gods are normal things, just like natural selection in the natural world, and this is the law of this world! Why do we have to use the so-called human trade-offs and rationality to judge the ecology in the natural environment?

Anyway, they can't defeat the pillar in the end, so the gods simply surrender! Since human beings are going to die sooner or later, why are they still alive?

Why don't you just die, don't live, don't be born, just die! Go to hell!

Since you will eventually return to the "Eternal Darkness", what are you, and what are you doing alive now? Just die!

At this moment of change, endless sins emerged from her soul, and the rain of blood turned into cursed flames, falling from the crimson sky, setting fire to the snow-capped mountains and ground of the Amanda Mountains.

The flames formed a hideous countenance, and seven points of evil and dark starlight condensed on the head like a crown. Under the scattered blue light, the curtain of flames that covered the sky and the sun looked down at the girl with the face of the lake like the sky had collapsed, and her torn mouth spewed burning breath.

"I'm afraid of the pillars, not you."

"Your actions are the greatest insult, even if you are a true god, a true god of the dual path, I will kill you."

At this moment, the clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, so clear that even people felt that the scorching sunlight penetrated the illusory projection of the kingdom of God and the hidden curtain like a sharp sword, and at the same time, the space around the goddess of the night suddenly became darker, and on the top of the main peak of the distant Honachis Mountain, in the magnificent and dilapidated palace, the eyelids of the man with an ancient and youthful face trembled slightly, and the half-open and half-closed eyes had a tendency to open for a moment, a picture engraved with "The Line of Change, the Eye of No Children" The illusory mask slowly appeared on her face.

"It's disgusting."

The King of Decay grumbled into the air, without a subject. Then, for the first time, she looked into the distance, cleared her throat, and her voice suddenly became low, speaking the ancient language of the Night Realm, with an air of silence and destruction like singing:

"Go to sleep, Antigonus."

"The sober world is so ugly, why do you have to wake up again?"

"Do you want to wake up, be forced to surrender at the feet of the enemy, be killed, be eaten, and remember the feeling of the destruction of the country and the family over and over again?"

"Have a dream, I wish you a good dream, a dream of the Hornachis Mountains when the sun is shining, a dream of people who no longer fear death because of your presence, a dream of galloping in the mountains, a dream of my sister's lullaby, a dream of the land of the night that seems to exist forever."

The thread of the black spirit body floating in the air like seaweed shook slowly, and in an instant, the blessing of "self-strengthening" brought a quiet song of the end, and the demon's bewitchment and filthy words fell on Antigonus at the same time, and he did his best to continue to press the demon wolf who had not yet woken up into long dreams and eternal sleep, so that her own consciousness could be raised, and the Tianzun, who was the king of the "1+1" angels, would be awakened.

"Dream ......"

The half-open, half-closed Son of the Old God murmured in her slumber, and a dead silence unlike a slumber surrounded her, causing her to slow down her thoughts for a few seconds. Seeing that time had been gained, the King of Decay immediately shifted his gaze back to his side, and when the goddess of the night, who had received the help and support of the true creator, breathed a sigh of relief and was about to continue to include Antigonus in the secrecy, the demon's huge flame face suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Death!"

"Invalid!"

"Do you have to stop me? I'm clearly helping you. The Declining King's tone became frivolous and indifferent for a moment, "Such good weather, with burning rain falling from the sky and sinful winds blowing on the earth, is suitable for a god to die!"

”

The Decaying King stretched out his hand reluctantly, and the scorching golden light made the black mist quickly dissipate, and without any hesitation, he pronounced a judgment on the goddess of the lake:

"Death!

”

Just a gust of wind blew, or a bolt of lightning fell, and when the Night Goddess finally wanted to say something, the rust of death sprang up from the end of her skirt, and by the time the purification and invalidity of the true Creator came, the vast majority of the figure had been engulfed in rust, and when her pieces shattered, the entire canopy of heaven made a continuous sound like glass shattering.

In the middle of nowhere, the hidden sky dispersed, and the Night Nation was exposed to reality.

At the foot of Mount Honaches, the spirit threads of the people of several small villages flew up quickly and fell into the hands of some tall being on the top of the mountain. The people stopped all their activities in an instant, and they took what they had in their hands and lined up like a group of tin soldiers being fiddled with by children, and staggered towards the top of the mountain.

The illusory mask gradually reappeared, and the gods in eternal sleep seemed to have a tendency to slowly awaken.

"You broke your agreement with me!"

"I don't, friend. You should thank me for keeping your plan to save the world from now on. ”

"Without the Goddess of the Night, the balance between the three gods you promised me has been broken!"

"Who says there isn't a goddess of the night?"

The Decaying King asked sharply, and a myriad of intricate threads of possibility appeared in her eyes, and a white quill fell out of the air, and she hurriedly wrote on the ground:

"The Goddess of the Night is the top of the path, and there is a strong ability to aggregate between the paths, so it is reasonable for the Mother of Heaven, who is the first of the sequences, to appear in the capital of Segar, which is the closest to the Kingdom of Rune!"

0-08 writes indiscriminately, and now it doesn't care about how much it doesn't match its own preamble.

A door to hell flowing with fire and lava opened beside her, and she reached in and grabbed a woman with black hair and black clothes, a beautiful and frightened face.

The Decaying King simply and neatly stuffed the sequence and uniqueness in his hand into the hands of the Heavenly Mother, and the possibility of successfully accommodating the uniqueness was filled at this moment, and in an instant, the characteristics turned into a little stars flying away, and merged into the body of the Heavenly Mother who had not yet reacted to the situation.

"Isn't it just a stable triangle? Isn't it just to let Tianzun continue to sleep? ”

"Don't you just want the eternal darkness to be in your hands?"

The Heavenly Mother's frightened eyes suddenly became dark and deep, and there were two souls and two consciousnesses in her eyes engaged in a fierce struggle, tearing at each other like wild beasts, with bitter hatred and disgust. At first, one of them was an absolute disadvantage, but soon, having gained strength and anchor, she quickly began to defend and prepared to fight back. The body stood still, its black robe torn by the wolf's claws, and the starry sky flowed down through the night, dressing her in a well-cut dress. The beautiful face gradually turned into a hideous and terrifying demon wolf kiss, and the night sky woven with moonlight fell from the sky, turning into a thin black veil covering the face.

In an instant, the corresponding symbol of the astral plane, which had not yet had time to be extinguished, immediately shone again.

The sky returned to normal, blocking out the looming faces of menacing faces. The towns, mountains, and churches that were gradually exposed to the real world faded away once more, shrouded back in the shadows of the flickering skirts behind the "Hidden Mother".

The outer god let out an eerie sneer, and did not shy away from showing his power and malice:

"Isn't the Goddess of the Night here?"

tbc

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Decay: TMD, I'm annoyed, I can't lift the table at every turn, so fearless, you guys are lifting?! Mother of Heaven, take care of your brother!