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Medici looked at Ulorius's expression and suddenly realized that he had encountered a major problem in his life.

That is, you are fully mentally prepared to embark on a painful and difficult path, and you may die at any time, and you are willing to think that this is the way to realize your ideals in life, to fulfill your Lord's instructions, and not to stop no matter what happens.

But your friends don't think so.

Although your friend and you haven't seen you for a long time, He still cares about you, he still cares about you, sees that you are ready to go down the path of pain, and even reads ready to die, and then he does not agree, in order to stop you, He solves what you want to do.

"But who taught you to solve things like this, Ulorius?" Medici gasped, "You don't want me to take the risk, can't you just tell me?" I see you also have a long mouth, how did you solve Klein directly? ”

Ulorius also looked at Medici, making it clear that he would not let him move any further.

"Because that's the root of your adventures, and when you help Him, you're making enemies for yourself, and one day you'll be victimized by Him."

Medici frowned: "This is your prophecy?" You decided to kill Crane because of this prophecy? ”

Ulorius looked at Him deeply and stopped talking.

Yes...... Stray.

That's right.

Isn't His current state a wandering? In order to have something to do for herself, in order to fulfill the Lord's will, and for herself, Medici chose to help Klein, saving herself from thinking about something unhappy because she had nothing to do.

Medici was forced to remember his current situation - yes, indeed a vagrant, an unchurched angel, a wild and extraordinary characteristic.

If the Emperor of the House of Einhorn were to kill him in order to become a god, he would have to work hard, and he might even die. Because the true Creator is gone, and there is no God behind Him, He, Ulorius, the Angel of the Word, and even the other extraordinary beings of the Creator's Church are now in a state of extreme danger. God may avenge them, but revenge means nothing to those who are already dead.

“…… So you still made the same choice as Hermes. ”

Medici bared his teeth, and he heard the laughter of the two cohabitants.

The Red Angel himself is indeed free and easy enough, he doesn't take death seriously, and he doesn't take the destruction of his family seriously, or he knows these two things, even if he takes them seriously, it is useless. Reality is not subject to His thoughts, but it is important to live and find a way forward.

The red angel still has to live in the moment, don't think about how long you can burn, just make sure that you can burn loudly enough when you burn. So when necessary, Medici felt that it was not impossible to use himself as part of the fuel.

"If you help Klein to get the help of the Lord of Mysteries, then why not choose God?"

Ulorius' voice was low, and her long, silver-white hair was draped over his waist.

"I know, of course, that He is not our Lord and will never be...... But the Lord's martyrdom is not for you to die. ”

Urorius had always known best how to silence the flames for a while: "When the Lord asked you to help Klein, he also had the idea of letting you and I survive with the power of the future Lord of Mysteries. But God has awakened first, with the memory and imprint of the Lord, and we ...... Perhaps you may choose to stay by His side for a while, looking for opportunities to become gods, and then make plans. ”

Medici was silent for several seconds, and finally sighed fiercely.

"In other words, you brought Klein in, and used me to escort him all the way to God, in exchange for God's protection, and the opportunity for us to become gods—did He really promise you?"

Ulorius was quiet for a moment, and then said:

"He didn't say yes directly."

"He just said that the King of Angels is not enough to be His servant to God."

Medici gasped bitterly, feeling despised by God. He felt that he and Ulorius were like two pieces of pork that had been put on the scales, and God weighed it twice, looked at the color, shook his head, and said that it was okay, although he was not satisfied, but he could barely accept it.

Sauron first cursed, and then snickered again: "Your good friends have worked so hard to keep you alive, and you have agreed to the god position of this alms, Medici, do you have the means to remove the pollution of uniqueness?" ”

"I think it's good."

Einhorn yawned and said in a wistful tone:

"How do you say that word...... Escort, well, that's escort, you're from it, Medici. Although the true Creator is covered by His consciousness, He is willing to make you a god. When the whole earth is taken over by God, you can follow God to fight the starry sky. ”

Becoming a god has nothing to do with the two of them, so the two conquerors gloated while enjoying Medici's dilemma - the palms of his hands and the backs of his hands are full of meat, and there is a person in front of him who has killed your lord but is willing to protect you and give you a god position, and if you follow him, you may have a chance to become a catastrophe of destruction, so what is there to accept the revenge of killing the lord!

", what are you talking about! Shut up! ”

Medici raised his voice abruptly because of these words, and he became a little nervous, and grabbed Ulorius's shoulder with one hand and shook it vigorously:

"Great snake! Do we really have no other choice? Well, I admit that it is basically impossible to become a god with the strength of the two of us, and after all these years, you still can't even find the uniqueness (a hint of killing intent suddenly appeared in Ulorius's clear eyes...... But are you really willing to join Him? Don't deceive yourselves anymore and really become God's from God's Word...... We don't have any other thoughts! ”

Ulorius didn't even move an eyebrow.

This is when Medici really felt the trick, as a thousand-year-old friend of Ulorius, and as an ancient angel, they all have a unique self-esteem and arrogance that will not give in easily. But Hermes's submission was like a beginning, and he could see that Ulorius was also very critical of God's attitude, but he could not say, nor did he say, that if they did not follow God, fate would indicate their death.

There is always a loss.

Medici's gaze uncontrollably cast not far away, and together with Ulorius, he stared at Crane, who was half-kneeling on the ground with his eyes closed.

"As long as we give him one, we will live, and the earth and humanity will not perish."

Ulorius's words clung to His ear like some kind of proverb:

"That's the least price fate can find."

But at this moment, when the angels were thinking about the price and sacrifice, dignity and life, the pale gray eyes of Lovia, who was wearing a shadow "cloak" not far away, flickered, she raised her bloody face, and stepped on the ground at the same time with the skinless and smuggling red mucus that grew from the two-meter-high wriggling flesh, and pounced on the "dark angel" who was also still with the help of the wind.

There was a hint of madness in her eyes, and it looked like it wouldn't be long before the spirit would be completely out of her mind, or polluted, and completely out of control.

However, Lovia's gaze at this moment was more rational and resolute.

She knew what she was doing, and she knew where she was and what she was going to do.

In the sound of the wind, her collapsed body and the shadow "cloak" fell on the body of the "dark angel" Sasriel.

The wriggling flesh eroded into it, and the thick shadow rapidly expanded, binding his figure together.

Urorius tilted his head slightly in her direction—he felt the urge to frown, for he remembered that this woman, whom she had treated herself with the most respect in the Silver City, had heard her prayers to herself many times before she was even born.

There was a slight hint of dissatisfaction and irritability.

It's not that Ulorius learned humanity, defeated divinity, learned love and courage, and had a lot of love for humans because he was raised by Silver City for a year, but he thought that Lovia and Colin Iliad were both human beings who were devout to the Lord, and they were also excellent human beings with natural talents, and that the two of them were more worthy of life - which is why he chose to appear now, when Crane was "given" to God, he could make sure that the two humans were alive, and return to Silver City to help him convince the people there.

Well, of course, God has a way to save all the people of Silver City from Amun's hands, but the price naturally does not need to be said.

Thinking about it, Ulorius's fingers moved slightly, and Lovia's body, which had turned into a viscous shadow curtain, uncontrollably recondensed and turned back into a physical entity, and time turned back to pinch her back to the human and press her to the ground again.

Lovia paused for a moment, then turned her head in disbelief to look at the childlike angel.

"Don't waste your lives." "They belong to ......"

"But the Lord for whom I am willing to give my life is gone!" Lovia let out a gut-wrenching roar.

After a brief pause, Colin Iliad straightened up and slashed forward with the Dawn Straight Sword in his right hand, allowing the silver-white condensed sharpness to "flash" onto Saslier's body; While Lovia resisted the "restart" restriction given to her by her own Ulorius, she let the "Silver Knight" evil spirit she was grazing unleash her greatsword from the bottom up, bringing with it a terrifying storm of light flecks.

The brilliant silver white stretched forward with a crackling sound, completely submerging Sasriel's body, but it was blocked by the two invisible barriers, and could not invade the inside.

At this point, Lovia finally broke free of the "reboot" for the time being, trying to turn into a shadow again, restraining and invading Sasriel's body.

Without Lovia to speak, Colin Iliad understood her intentions, and immediately let out a low roar:

"Let's go!"

Bang!

His two Dawn Swords slashed through the void at the same time, sending a silvery glow around the entangled Lovia and the Dark Angel Sasriel.

Just when Colin gritted his teeth, kept his eyes off, and was mentally prepared to cut off his companion and the dark angel's body together, his vision suddenly changed, Colin opened his eyes wide, and saw the various weaknesses in the dark angel's body, saw the weak point of the spiritual power protection of the angel king, and saw the most vulnerable corner of this body's spiritual and physical connection.

"Psychic Link"!

"Avoid!"

He believed that Lovia had seen it too, as the shadow suddenly squirmed, exposing those weaknesses while imprisoning the other party.

Ulorius pursed her lips and turned to look at Medici, who was close at hand.

"It seems that people have their own ideas." Medici was caught by Ulorius and couldn't go, and it was rare for the Red Angel to have such an embarrassing moment. Although he was a little anxious, he still didn't seem nervous at all to provide remote help to Colin and Lovia.

"They're all going to die." The Angel of Fate told Him the result in a straightforward manner, neither happy nor sad.

At this moment, Sasriel's eyes slowly opened, and he burst out with endless pure light, as if he suddenly became the sun that descended on reality, and in the blink of an eye, he became an unquestionable god again from the body of an angel king.

Under the "sun", the "shadow restraint" disappeared, the "morning storm" subsided, and the silver-white sharp light dimmed, which could only shatter the target's breath, but could not harm his body.

This god-like scene shocked Lovia and Colin, and they couldn't help but want to bow their heads and worship.

But in the next moment, as if under some influence, God closed his eyes again, and his breath returned to silence once more.

Seeing the opportunity, Colin clenched the silver-white greatsword in both hands, pressed the weight of his whole body, and stabbed him in the heart.

……

Klein was thinking about what to do.

But in reality he did not have any freedom, he was forced to see one beautiful world after another by God, and he was already a little bored with watching the beautiful world fall apart and disappear under the struggle between God and the Lord of Mysteries.

No matter how tired he is, Klein must admit that there is a reason why the "Kingdom of Heaven" can become the dream of all human beings and intellectual beings. Even though he had seen the world collapse several times, he still couldn't help but want to look away, not to see the sky falling apart, life crying out in despair, being swallowed up by a tsunami, or turning into a secret puppet with teeth and claws.

"Don't be so resistant, this is who you used to be, and it will be who you will be in the future."

God was pleased with Crane's attitude, and since he had shown resistance to pain, he would inevitably yearn for the good.

In the face of his own psychological hints, no matter how ugly Klein said, as long as there is a moment in his heart that "maybe it is better to shake hands and make peace", he will immediately become irrepressible. He will bow to Him in a very short time, willing to succumb to the limits of the imagination of happiness and the wonderful world, spreading to Him the splendor of the gods of the gods.

"The wars between humans will not stop, but nothing more, they use war as a means."

"And the struggle between you and me is engraved in instinct, uncontrolled, and meaningless."

Crane looked at the planet under his feet that had collapsed from a high-tech sci-fi world into a meteorite belt and a cosmic garbage dump in ten seconds, closed his eyes, and let out a sneer: "Then why don't you surrender to me, but you have to make me your servant?" ”

"Because you don't have the ability to build the kingdom of heaven." God's answer is a matter of course.

"No, I don't believe it."

Klein resists any words of approval of Him, believing that in the face of a real "psychiatrist", it is only possible to maintain oneself by expressing negation from the heart all the time:

"I turn all people into secret puppets, and the world is also safe, peaceful, and free of any pain."

God frowned slightly.

He was about to say something more when he suddenly and unnaturally stopped.

Klein reacted immediately, his body subconsciously acting first, and then understanding what was happening:

It must have been Colin and the others outside who launched an attack on God!

The "Dark Angel" Sasriel is his carrier, and if you destroy the carrier, you can temporarily force God's will to return to the sea of chaos!

While destroying the flesh of an angel king may sound like a fantasy, it is at least a solution that sounds far more reliable than confronting the gods and defeating Him.

Crane knew that he was in a dream, and in the pause of less than a second, Crane immediately showed his mythical creature form, and simulated the breath of the "Source Castle", allowing himself to completely disperse, turning into the strange light gate stained with a little blue and black, the light gate was composed of countless layers of illusory light balls, and the essence of each light ball was a transparent and translucent twisted worm that was hugging.

"I have to do something!" He thought to himself, "Gotta give the Medici outside a chance!" ”

He saw that God's originally smiling expression suddenly became gloomy, revealing that he was special from the "Chaos Sea".

He first became a thick shadow, and then the "curtain" was opened, and the "ocean" that encompassed all colors and could not be described in human language appeared in the dream.

"How does it feel to be bitten by a bug? Great God! ”

Forcibly unfolding the full mythical creature, Klein's spirit was once again dealt a major blow, but he insisted on laughing, attracting God's attention and creating opportunities for those outside:

"I didn't think you would show an angry expression too, you couldn't help it? Was all your kindness and kindness faked? ”

God didn't say anything, the corners of his mouth twitched casually, probably because he didn't feel the need to waste his tongue with a few bugs or a bunch of bugs. His pupils suddenly erected, turning into dragon-like vertical pupils, and the pure gold light reflected directly into Crane's consciousness, wanting to imprint his majesty and faith on the bottom of Crane's subconscious ocean.

Klein's skull ached, and then he felt the image of God in front of him grow taller and brighter, almost making him fall to his knees.

He resisted the urge to worship, and smiled with a bit of desperation.

"I'm completely helpless now...... Sorry, Medici, and the Eastern Continent...... I really don't have any other means. ”

As he spoke, Crane closed his eyes, trying his best to feel the "madness" from the depths of the extraordinary characteristics, the "divinity" that he resisted again and again, and the distant calls on the "Source Castle".

Now, he needs these.

On his forehead, an illusory imprint stood out.

TBC

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His respect for God vanished in a blink of an eye.

(End of chapter)