"Before you, mortals ascended to the gods, and they were only selected from the dependents of the gods. Even if they ascend to the gods, it is an orthodox divine warrior inheritance. ”

"Since your usurpation, mortals have ascended to the gods, from all walks of life. Horse breeders, goat traders, pimps, civil servants, everyone is qualified to participate. ”

"Do you think it's Mephidria who usurped the power? No, in Xingyuan's opinion, you are usurping an era. ”

"The Dao Path is the greatest tool invented by Xing Yuan, only the Dao Path will be open to mortals, and the Clan will not, in this contrast, the Dao Path will become the only way for the mortals at the bottom to turn over and ascend to the gods."

"Lai Anding, once said a word to me."

Silverston picked up a small cloud of snow in both hands, then stood up:

"'Beneath the source, only class and death cannot be crossed.'" - Lai Anding said. ”

With that, he brought the snow to his mouth and blew lightly.

Volt ————

The snow, which originally seemed to be united, suddenly rose one after another, scattered all over the sky, and pounced into the vast white plains, hidden but not visible.

White snowflakes drifted and fell on the cold porcelain skin.

"Snow ......"

Surprised, the Spirit Warrior stretched out his hand and tried to catch a snowflake, but the next moment, a long whip of chaotic fire burst through the air and slammed into the unarmored body.

"Eh!"

The god warrior screamed in pain:

"Mother Lai, Landlord is wrong, Landlord shouldn't be distracted! Don't hit Randlord. ”

His knees were deep in the white sand, the magma of purgatory was churning not far away, and the heavenly Lyan was as strong as ever in the starry sky, unmoved by His cries and pleas.

"What did I say to you? Rand Lorde."

Lai Anding indifferently sent a message:

"Or should I call you...... Emperor of the North? McDull Barton? What a broken name."

"Lai Stable Mom ......"

The god warrior knelt on the ground, and the lash of chaos made his heart ache:

"I was wrong, please forgive me. The blow of chaos hurts! Even if it was just for a second, I would die. ”

Lai Diapin just asked:

"Rand Lorde, do you know how bad a mistake you have made?"

"I was wrong! Woo, I was really wrong, Lay's mother. ”

Rand Lord raised his head, his face was very different from other god warriors, not only with delicately carved facial features, but also a pair of pink and blue eyes that were extremely smart, coupled with his ornate armor, this appearance was almost ......

"The same new generation of gods, your quality is really too bad compared to Sides."

Lai Anding said leisurely:

"Siddes's whereabouts are unknown, isn't it that you want to go down to the abyss instead of Sides, and end up with him?"

Referring to Siddes's fate, Rand Lord immediately trembled, fell to the ground, and cried:

"I was so wrong! Mom, I really know I'm wrong. How did I know that these gang of cannon fodder really dared to resist, and they would have been wiped out if they knew it. ”

「…… Idiot. Where did you learn this vulgar mortal thinking?"

Lai Anding sighed:

"It's hard to imagine that the heir to redemption that I built with my own hands could be a vulgar thing like you."

Seeing that Lai Anding was so disappointed, Rand Lorde's eyes rolled, and he immediately said aggrievedly:

"But Lai's mother, after all, we are different from other gods and warriors."

"You are all porcelain skin and jade bones burned by chaos, there is no difference, now that the number of gods and warriors has decreased, you still cause this kind of civil strife, just to calm down the impact of the filter, it has cost a lot of manpower and material resources."

Lai An hated iron and said with hatred:

"Rand Lorde, just know that they are not as noble as you, saying it out will only make you look pathetic and ridiculous, the real powerful should be role models and leaders, what about you? You're just a vulgar groundhog, an extravagant and wasteful!"

"Oh, mother, we are the mother and son, those cannon fodder warriors, if they die, they will die."

"Do you think it's just a dead man? You have made Jing Yuan see the discord and contradiction within the Advent!"

Lai Anding sneered:

"There are always poor children who feel that Xingyuan is the place where strength determines everything. I feel that as long as I have merit and hard work, and make a little insignificant achievement, I can trample the rules under my feet and jump to the top - no, in Xingyuan, there is always only one thing that is right."

"Order." Rand Lord hurriedly said: "Mom, I understand what you mean, you are saying that it doesn't matter how many mud legs I killed, the important thing is that we let Jing Yuan know." ”

"Unlike the ambiguity of the Abyss, the Abyss has always been neutral, it does not want to be independent, nor does it want to completely fall to the Abyss and let us dominate."

As she spoke, the figure of Lyan suddenly walked on the white sand, and the tall and benevolent mother slowly raised her hand and stroked the traces of the whipping on Rand Lorde's back:

"If we want the Abyss to bow our heads, we must make the narratives here rely on us, understand the importance of our Adventists, and let the Abyss and its narratives know that only our Adventists are their most reliable strength against [society] and other narrative civilizations."

Lai Anding Yoyo says:

"If you don't like any god warrior, you can kill whoever you want. Because you are one of my most special children, you are destined to take over the position of the Lord God of the Redemption of the Faeries—but even so, you have to distinguish the occasion."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed Rand Lorde's head and pressed it to the earth.

Touch!

"Uh-"

Rand Lord lost all mobility in an instant, and he fell to the ground without any thoughts of resistance.

"I spent very, very, very much to get [the player] to temporarily block the forum, seal the port of Xingyuan, and specifically ask Xingyuan will to rewrite the identity of the first narrative for you."

The next moment, a lilac wedge pierced Rand Lord's neck, and even though he was trampled under his mother's feet, Rand Lorde couldn't help but scream.

"Uhh

"This is the condensation of the souls of the gods and warriors who died before, from today onwards, you will carry their death and pain on your back, and obediently continue to move - rest assured, I will not let you disappear like Sides, the souls of these dead, if you can become strong quickly, will not cause you oppression and pain."

With a gentle smile on his countenance, as if to persuade the child's mother, he lowered his head and whispered softly in the ear of Rand Lorde, whose face was distorted and his spirit was almost broken:

"Don't give mom to annoy me anymore."

(End of chapter)