A soul howl sounded in his head, and as Belier chewed, the sleeping demon in the ruby flew away, turning into majestic magic and rushing into his body.

The power skyrocketed, and the aura of Belyl, who had devoured his dependents, was rising, and he was already approaching Nereida.

"It's cruel."

Nereida said expressionlessly, "They are the family you created, don't you cherish them at all?" ”

"Because I created them, I can decide whether they live or die!" "It's their honor to return to my body, but it's you, Nereida, who have mastered the power of a prophet, so you should know what the end of the day is." ”

"Today is my return day." Nereida said, "But unfortunately, it's not your sacrifice day, and it's not mine. ”

"So you're going to stop me?"

"I am not the goddess of fate, I can predict the future, but I will never be bound by the future, because the future is created in the present and can be changed."

Nereida said lightly, "Of the countless possibilities I see, you and I will live, but."

Beryl's eyelids jumped: "But what? ”

"But if you want to leave unharmed, you have to pay a price."

The silver spear was raised, and instead of attacking Belier, Nereida turned and locked onto Yunia.

Beryl's face was instantly gloomy, and he suddenly understood what Nereida meant, in the countless possibilities in the future, he could rely on Devouring Dependents to continuously gain strength to confront Nereida, and the final result could only be a defeat for both sides, both of which suffered heavy losses, and were exploited by other forces, such as the wisdom of the ancient god Arabi or a master god who had been planning for a long time.

It is impossible to kill the other party, and Nereida, who can foresee the future, certainly understands this, so he chooses the best way for himself.

Attack Yunia!

As the last piece of the puzzle, the belief in God, who carries the sovereign power of creation, and has only completed the second awakening, can be said to be a lamb in the wolf pack, and before she grows up, all the gods want to eat her and get her power!

Nereida is no exception, he already has the power of a 'prophet', and if he can get the 'truth' again, he will become the most powerful god of faith.

The problem is that there is no way for Belyl to let him succeed, just as two hungry people will rush to fight for a piece of fat at the same time, how can Belyl watch Nereida gain the power of 'truth'?

He will stop it, and He must stop it!

With a shock of his wings, Beryl's figure disappeared in an instant, Nereida suddenly turned the head of the spear, and stabbed back without looking back, he had seen the future, Beryl really appeared behind him, and as soon as he grasped the tip of the spear, the place where his palm touched it was like a plague, black and red spots appeared, quickly eroding the silver spear, and went straight to Nereida.

Nereida let go of her hand and allowed Belial to snatch the silver spear from her hand without slowing down.

Seeing Nereida rushing towards her, Yunia raised her eyebrows, her hair turned blonde, and there was no intention of escaping.

But Nerreida's target wasn't her at all.

Beryl, who shook off the silver spear, found that Nereida was about to catch Yunia, his eyes were cold, he stopped in the air, stretched out his hand, and shook Nereida's heart hard!

As if squeezed by the square space, Nereida's huge divine body suddenly dented, and was grabbed by an invisible hand, the power was so great that it directly pinched his divine body into a ball of minced meat, blood mixed with minced meat splashed everywhere, but Belil's face changed suddenly.

"Not good!"

The figure swooped forward, dodging the embrace of the goddess behind him, Nereida appeared behind him at some point, the crushed divine body was just a trick, from the beginning, Nereida's target was him!

Nereida's figure is indeed good and beautiful, but it is not a good thing to be kissed by her, and the kiss of the Holy Angel is not gentle, but full of murder!

As soon as his body stabilized, Beryl felt a strong wind coming from behind him, dodging it, and Nereida held the silver spear and raised her arm.

The sparkling starlight pierced through the dark clouds and transformed into a spear behind him, and in an instant, the entire sky was obscured by starlight, like a grand baptism.

Each spear made of starlight carries a power that is not weaker than that of a holy weapon, and even more victorious, comparable to the full force of the main god.

There was no place to dodge at all, the spear covered the entire kingdom of God indiscriminately, Anatoer, Serafina, and Seecula hid at the feet of Nereida, and if there was a safe place, it was by Nereida's side.

Looking at the spears in the sky, Lukka took a deep breath, took off his feather-tipped hat and buckled it on Yunia's head, revealing her long hair between white and yellow, took out her flute and said, "Hide behind me." ”

"Are you okay?"

"Give it a try." Lukka said, "Last time, Nereida used this trick to defeat Odin, destroying his divine body with only one head left. ”

"Odin can't do it, you"

"I am a god, a god born in faith, and I have my mission, and it is my duty to protect those innocent and weak beings."

After a pause, Luca added, "The duty that the believers have given me. ”

What a believer should do is not up to Him, but to the believer.

If the believer feels that God should save the world, then God must do that, and only then will He become the true god in the believer's mind.

It is not those false gods who take the name of God but do their own thing, the real God, the mission is given by the believers.

The villagers wanted Luka to be free, to save more innocent people like them, and Luka did what they wanted.

Freedom is never unscrupulous and freewheeling, but not being moved by external objects, not being disturbed by others, not being afraid of gossip, and facing the heart calmly and sincerely.

Eliminate the pain for the miserable, bring happiness to the depressed, the crying baby will sleep peacefully when he hears the sound of the flute, the angry quarreller will reconcile when he hears the melodica passing by outside the window, and the gloomy suicide will rekindle the hope of life when he hears the humming.

This is the free bard, always present where He is needed, becoming a mystical legend.

As an old man, if the new generation of God needs Him, He will help.

Help, no need for a reason.

Just like the ancestors of the Frederick family who saved him back then, the act of kindness was not because it was profitable, but because it was kind from the heart.

Lukka blew the flute, and Nereida cast a cold look and waved her arms.

Countless silver spears rained down, but they were disturbed by the sound of flutes and flew in the air, but this was only the first wave, and the starlight was still condensing into new silver spears, like a heavy rain that destroyed the world, vowing to drown everything tangible.

Click!

Luca's bone flute burst into a crack and broke in two, and he sighed as he looked at the flute that had been with him for many years.

"Sure enough. I can't stop it."

Above the sky, almost the same sigh sounded, and in the rain of falling guns, Bellier blocked the heads of Yunia and the others, opening his arms to welcome the baptism of the silver spear.

That's the price.

The price that Nereida wants Him to pay.