Fran, who finally realized that he couldn't hide, took the initiative to shift his gaze from the celebrants, and then lowered his head habitually, and said in a somewhat dry voice, "No, at least not until he dies." ”

The celebrant shook his head in disappointment, "Then my child, there is only one thing I can tell you about your question, go for it, go for it, go for it, and take the power you can into your own hands like the greedy me, just as you have decided to bear the weight of the country." Those who hold the sword tightly still have the power to resist. Those who are defenseless can only be killed by the neck. That's my answer. ”

"My child, look at these guests in the audience, how many of them are here for you? But it doesn't matter, you can continue to grow wildly, and on the day of your coming-of-age feast, I hope that the guests will chant your name, and not come to the feast out of fear or greed.

This is an agreement between you and me, father and son. You can spend the years to come, or you can grow savagely and wantonly, as I said, greedily and thirstily plundering all the power you can get your hands on, and then take what you want under you. ”

A thoughtful look appeared on Fran's face, and he looked at the rejoicers who had a gentle smile from beginning to end, and whispered, "It really doesn't look like a god." ”

"God? My child, what does God look like in your mind? High? Emotionless? Disregard for everything? One thing you need to remember, my child, is that God must also be human. And I, the mad lady, and the Dead Emperor, the embodiment of the outside world, is the touch of humanity of God, and as the essence of divinity, I have always been quietly watching the world somewhere. ”

"Meow~ The main thing is that the pollution of God's body is too strong, if the real body comes to Orin, Orin may turn half of his life into some kind of monster~" The voyeur stretched his little head into the palm of Fran's hand, "So ~ The small dried fish that is enough to eat every day can't be cut off ~ Otherwise, I'll pull the body over and let you all become strange bodies with information entanglement~"

The Dead Emperor sneered, "Don't listen to that bad cat's nonsense, unless it's a god war, the essence of a god can't leave the plane where he became a god." This has been the rule since ancient times. Besides, a mere demigod, even if he lets him do his tricks, he won't be able to make any big waves. ”

After the Feaster and the Dead Emperor's explanation, Fran finally understood why Orin was able to remain unharmed under the gaze of many gods. However, according to the two of them, it was evident that Hannah came that night as the Being, but why......

The crazy lady stretched a little lazily, and looked at the thoughtful Fran with playful eyes, "Little guy, you don't think that the gods are all funny things like Hannah~" He stretched out his pink tongue and licked his sexy red lips, his tone was full of sarcasm and disdain, "The god who has lost his believers, the god who has died, and the god who is not in his own plane, calling him a god is just a polite word, in the end it is just an afterimage of the past." ”

The rejoicer took Lady Madness's words and went on to explain, "Hannah's situation is peculiar, he is already dead. The so-called wreckage is probably just his unwillingness to run out and do it. As for believers, I can only tell you that the relationship between gods and believers is not as simple as an anchor. ”

It was only then that the doubts in Fran's mind were answered. As a god, Hannah was too weak. Even if it has been weakened so much, even if it is awakened in advance, it is ridiculous that the invisible, invisible, and inaudible gods described in the book are killed by a piece of armor and an ordinary heavy sword.

"I see." Fran nodded.

"So, tell me, child, what do you want to do?" The celebrants smiled gently, apparently expecting Fran's answer.

"I still need to make others scared......" Fran raised his right hand, savoring the strange feeling of using his power last few times, "I'm a monster, and monsters should make others fear and fear, shouldn't they?" ”

He smiled helplessly, a little stiffly, but still satisfying the party, "yes, that's how it should be." But remember to pursue humanity, otherwise you will be lost, and I will have a headache for a long time. ”

The celebrant gestured, and through the transparent curtain of gray mist, the seemingly gentle god set his eyes on a little girl trying to find a balance between maintaining etiquette and filling her belly.

"It's a good daughter-in-law, don't say anything ridiculous that monsters can't be with humans, you have to fight for it, what kind of good man is it to hesitate and wander in place?"

A narrow laugh rang out from behind the celebrants, and the middle-aged man, who looked a little obese, unceremoniously turned around and put a touch on his eldest son's head, "Still laughing?" You're no better than your brother. You two don't have much peace of mind. ”

Dan scoffed, "If some guy is willing to take the damn business for me, I don't mind going for it." ”

There was obvious hesitation on the faces of the celebrants, as if Dan Yan's proposal made him quite excited, "Really? ”

Unceremoniously glanced at the celebrant, not caring about the latter's prominent status, "Fake, wait until that guy can completely ignore the difference in identity between me and her." ”

"Meow~" The voyeur raised his little head from a plate of delicious food, "There is the breath of gossip!" ”

Dan Yan rolled his eyes, "Eat your meal." ”

"Wow~ Don't live anymore Meow~ Forget if Fran bullies me, forget it if the party bullies me, why are your families bullying me~"

Cats don't understand! Cat cat complaint! Cat Cat Crash! Cats crying!

The crazy lady on the side leaned over with interest, "The concubine body is also bullying~ Is the concubine body in that family?" ”

The revelator laughed, "No. ”

"Snort, what an indifferent man, let the concubine want to stop~"

Lifting the chopsticks and snatching food from under the paws of a cat, a rod-like plant was put in Franc's mouth and chewed gently, and a cool flow flowed from between the throats, which was quite refreshing and delicious.

When he raised his eyes and was about to ask Dan Shi what it was, he saw Moxiso walking towards Fran with a glass of wine. The pawn's withered hand was about to raise and use a spell to block it, but he heard the words of the Dead Emperor beside him, "Don't stop it, and see what that little guy has to say." ”

Unhindered, Mosiço, with the grace inherited from his blood, stepped onto the high platform, toasted Fran, and then bowed to the feasters.

"Bloodline, Moxiso salutes your crowns." The pale mask was slowly removed by Moxiso and hung on a special hidden hook around his waist.

"Oh? The concubine remembers you, but it's an interesting little guy. Lady Crazy smiled and spoke.

"It's an honour for Moxiso to be called interesting by Her Majesty's Lady." Moxiso, who showed his true face, smiled gently, but made Fran on the side a little sluggish. He used to occasionally guess Moxiso's true face to relieve his pressure during the painful test drive, but he never expected that under Moxiso's mask there was such a handsome face, if it were not for those two demonic fangs, if Moxiso walked on the street with his true face, I am afraid it would attract bursts of cheers.

"And why are you here?" The Dead Emperor seemed to be very interested in Moxiso, "Coming for that part of the blood river in my hands?" ”

"No, Moxiso knows that he is not qualified to trade with you, and he has only come here to ask the banquetist a question, and if he can get an answer, Moxiso will be genuinely afraid." Moxiso bent down, begging in the most humble gesture for a qualification to ask a question. This is the hope for the survival of all their Night Races, and it is his responsibility all along.

"You're the little guy from that night more than ten years ago, and it seems like I owe you a favor?" The celebrant smiled gently, "When you asked Fran to take part in the test drive of the feast, did you already expect this day?" ”

"Yes, the weight of race is in one's body, and Moxiso has to ......"

Cold sweat slowly ran down Moxiso's forehead, and as the one being watched, he could clearly feel the murderous intent hidden between the words of the celebrator. But he had to do this, concealing the news that Fran was already a dependent, and throwing Fran's identity out at the right time for the gods to see. Even this glimpse is full of malice. As long as he can ask questions and pass on the answers, then he doesn't mind dying......

"Well, I don't want to find out why you didn't pass the news on to me earlier. Let's get straight up, what do you ask? Eventually, the feaster gave up on devouring the heavy-hearted little vampire, and continued to smile gently.

Moxiso raised his head and looked directly into the purple eyes of the celebrants, stubbornly facing the spiritual pollution of the celebrants, even though two bloody tears had already flowed from the corners of his eyes, "My question is, can the river of blood be reborn?" ”

The smile on the feaster's face gradually retracted, and the voyeur raised his head, and the smile that had always hung on the corner of the crazy lady's mouth disappeared without a trace. It seems that Moxiso asked some taboo question. Only the Dead Emperor, who had expected it a long time ago, looked at this somewhat depressing scene with interest.

The celebrant turned the wine glass in his hand and looked Moxiso up and down, his expression was indifferent, and he did not hide the murderous intent in his purple eyes, and after a while, he casually put the wine glass on the short table, and spoke to Moxiso, who was almost unable to support it, and was supported by a breath of energy in his heart.

"Yes, it's hard."

Moxiso heard the revelator say. In just four words, Moxiso suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.