Xiao Zhimiao sat on the top floor of the audience seat, looking coldly at the square in front of him that looked like a hellish scroll.

Below her line of sight, a bloodied figure struggled in the hands of the red-haired witch, and if she hadn't known that it was Seania, covered in blood, and the way she fought back, she wouldn't have recognized it.

The red-haired witches kept torturing Seannia from various means, and under the suppression of Xiao Zhimiao's increasingly strong crimson magic, Seenia's attacks and abilities were not enough at all.

His body was constantly attacked and injured by the witches, and then Xiao Zhimiao quickly healed his wounds, and let him feel it again and again.

The crimson magic with a faint holy magic power passed through his body and healed his wounds, just like how Xiao Zhimiao felt when he was treated by Salos with the Holy Magic Array in the hotel, and his body felt like he was lying on a red-hot iron plate, and there were dense needles on the iron plate, which made people extremely uncomfortable.

Looking at Seenia's appearance, there was no joy or happiness in her heart, he was just a mad dog.

In the limited memory she had of Seania and Secia's past relationship, Seannia had never been unkind to seeing Secia, and when she saw her, she was sneering and often bullying her.

She would never let Him bully her, she would retaliate every time, and she would be more ruthless than He bullied her.

By the time of the witch trial, the two of them had reached the point where they wanted each other to die.

For someone like Seenia to suffer from sin, she can no longer arouse any pleasure or interest.

But it would be too cheap for Him to die directly.

She wanted to find other ways to torture him and make her feel good from Seenia.

Now she had an idea, which was to let him live for a while, let him watch the other gods being killed by her one by one, let him feel death infinitely approaching her, and not know which day death would come to her.

Thinking about it made her a little more interested in torturing him.

Xiao Zhimiao clutched her abdomen, feeling the feeling of life passing through her body.

The weaker she became, the stronger her magic array and mana became, and after Achill sacrificed herself in Kane City, she began to study the spell of sacrifice.

Achill's sacrifice as an ordinary player can allow her to break through the limit and increase her faith value.

Now, she is a sacrifice as an evil god and her body, and the stronger her ability and identity, the stronger her spell, and even if there are two more god clones, they will not be able to break through the magic array she has laid down.

Unless, it is He who comes.

Xiao Zhimiao shifted her gaze to the huge statue of the God of Light.

At the final clearance of the Golden Village, she saw the apparition of the God of Light, who had taken the young Secia from the Golden Village.

It was at this time that He brought Secia back to the Realm of God.

Xiao Zhimiao lowered her eyes, after coming out of the Golden Village, she had been thinking about why the God of Light wanted to bring her back to the Divine Domain.

Just because she's His daughter?

Judging from her mother's tragic situation and the witch trial, she knew that this god of light took this part of his past as a disgrace, put all the blame on her mother, and made the world think that the witch Tian shamelessly seduced him, defiled him, and made her mother be scolded by thousands of people, and even made her be tied to the stake and burned alive.

He was so resistant and disgusted with this past, how could he accept a Secia who was a "stain" on him?

With her, she will always remind him repeatedly that he once had a very unbearable past with a witch, he was a god of light, worshiped and believed by the world, but he was defiled by a witch and was seduced and pulled off the altar by her.

Even Xiao Zhimiao felt extremely ridiculous when she thought about it, she had already become a god, but she didn't dare to face what she had done, and put all the blame for her mistakes on a woman.

The woman was reviled and burned, and stepped into hell, but she was still a god revered by the world.

Whenever Xiao Zhimiao thinks about it, she feels incomparable

of nausea.

Seania kept screaming and cursing at her, the sound almost drowning out the screams of the others in the square, as if it were louder enough to curse her to death.

He couldn't have provoked her with words in the past, let alone now.

It was so loud that she wanted to hear His plea for mercy, which she had never heard before, and Seenia had a haughty personality, and it was probably worse than death for Him to beg her for mercy.

"Let me in!"

Seannia slumped in front of the Inquisitors' magic circle, a magical circle built by several Inquisitors to withstand the attacks of the mad witches.

However, under Xiao Zhimiao's intention, those witches did not attack them.

It's not that he deliberately let them go, but he wants to make Seynia even more desperate, and the people who should be on the same side as him are looking at him coldly.

Seania watched as they stood in the safety of the magic circle, their white robes spotless, and he could only be tortured by witches outside.

He was a god of great dignity on high above, covered in blood at this time, dodging the attacks of witches in embarrassment, and feeling the same physical pain as ordinary people.

"Poof!" The witch Mora flicked her long bone spurs through a large hole in Seania's body, and this time, Xiao Zhimiao slowed down the recovery of his wounds.

She wanted to see how long Seanya could hold out.

Seania lay on a step, clutching the gaping hole in his chest, blood meandering out of him and pooling into a river, but he could not die, only to endure pain that seemed to be endless.

Xiao Zhimiao walked slowly in front of him and looked at him condescendingly.

"You say, how about I throw you to the execution ground?"

Xiao Zhimiao had a harmless smile on her face, as if she couldn't feel the pain caused by the wound in her chest.

Seania looked at the person in front of him who disgusted him the most, and cursed her sharply, "Secia, you little ***, filthy ***! Someday I'll make you regret it!"

Xiao Zhimiao sneered coldly, "You just scold and scold with just two words, little beast, you are really useless."

Seania watched as the crimson spell flashed in her hand, trying to hold her up, and after several attempts she fell to the ground, he felt his body extremely heavy, as if a mountain was pressing on him.

"Throw you to the execution ground, make your meat into a delicacy, and feed it to you."

Xiao Zhimiao approached step by step, with a smile on her face, "Anyway, you are a god, you won't die, I won't let you die, before the butcher chops you to pieces, I will piece together a part of you, let you grow again, and then continue to chop you up, if you can't finish eating your own meat, I will throw it away to feed the dogs."

Xiao Zhimiao's words whispered in Seenia's ears like a demon, and that gorgeous face seemed to have turned into a ghostly monster, making Seannia feel cold all over her body.

After watching the teleportation spell mark appear under her feet, his mental defense finally collapsed a gap, and a golden spell mark emerged from his hand.

Xiao Zhimiao looked at the spell mark composed of the sun pattern in his hand, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, Seania, you still can't help but summon him.

This is the moment she was waiting for.

Seania used the spell seal, and there was no joy on his face, but a hint of trepidation after making a mistake.

He closed his eyes and hid the hint of self-loathing in his eyes.

In the eyes of others, he always bears the title of son of the god of light, and he seems to be very proud of this status.

But He also knew in his heart that without that identity He was nothing.

In the Divine Domain, all the gods have their own positions, but he is only the son of the God of Light, at most he serves as an inspector and a myth of light, but he even believes in his father.

In the present place of God's presence, He also has an idol, but his idols are always placed next to his father, and even if there is a single idol, in the eyes of others, it is the son of the God of Light.

But Plug

Sia is different, she has the status of the god of witches, and has her own believers, although Seannia hates her, she also has to admit that Secia is gifted and can create many spells of her own.

At the first sight of her, a strong sense of crisis rose in his heart, the better she was, the more he hated her, he was afraid that she would even squeeze out his only identity, he was the son of the god of light, and so was she. Z.br>

After spending a long time with her, he discovers that his father actually likes Secia very much, which makes him even more uneasy, especially since Cecia also hates him, and every time he bullies and teases him, he suffers even worse revenge than her.

But Sethia pretended to be a good man in front of her father and the other gods, and he wanted to tear her sheepskin-clad face!

Seenia opened her eyes and looked at Cecia in front of her, only to feel that she was more hateful than before.

He used to keep telling himself that Sethia was nothing more than a lowly half-blood succubus, how could she compare to himself?

Her father hated her mother so much, and she must not like her.

Deep down, he was jealous of Secia, that she could become an orthodox god and accept the faith of the world, but that he was nothing but the son of the god of light, nothing.

So over the years, he has also been constantly improving his ability to find ways to obtain higher system privileges.

Finally, he took his place in the realm of the gods and had his own authority in his hands, but Cessia appeared again at this time.

Why is she always so ghostly, why is she still alive?!

Seania looked at the golden spell mark in his hand, and clenched his hand into a fist, why did he force him to rely on his father's care again!

He looked at Xiao Zhimiao's eyes full of hatred and anger, as if he was about to burn her to the ground before he stopped.

Xiao Zhimiao didn't care about Seania's hatred for her, from the beginning, he regarded her as an enemy, so she wouldn't be polite.

However, Seannia is separated from the God of Light, and she is not enough to see in her eyes.

Now, He is just a tool in His own hands.

Xiao Zhimiao watched as the golden spell seal in his hand formed a small defensive array under him to envelop him, and this golden spell seal had a layer of light god seal on it, and it was difficult for even her to break it.

After the formation of the defensive magic array, a ray of heavenly light came out of the clouds and fell on the statue of the god of light in the center of the square.