Above the glorious hall, there is a strange atmosphere that lingers among the guests. It was a sense of contradiction that trembled and frightened, but had to be calm. The glamorous guests were shocked and a little excited at the same time after experiencing a magnificent sight that no mortal could just touch.

Fran lifted the lid on top of the bowl, and a fresh fragrance spread from the pure white soup in the bowl. From the moment Fran smelled the fragrance, his soul was on the verge of being shattered, but after a short sniff, he felt that the blow on his soul was relieved.

On the tray where the soup bowl was placed, there was a silver spoon carefully prepared, and without the slightest hesitation, Fran grabbed the silver spoon, ignored the hot temperature of the white soup in the bowl, and complied with the greed in his heart, and poured the oily soup into his mouth roughly.

He couldn't bear the greed and hunger that came from the depths of his soul. As soon as the white soup was in his mouth, Fran instantly understood why the feasters would say that the soup was so useful to him.

Countless noisy sounds at the moment of the entrance of the soup, accompanied by the impact of the delicious taste, saw that Fran's whole mind and heart were easily occupied, it was different from the sound of chewing and the sound of cards that Fran had heard, it was a kind of noisy sound composed of many people, but it could not be accurately described.

If you had to find a similar sound, it might be a vegetable market in the early morning and a park in the evening?

That voice was not a representation of any god, but ......

Countless mortals have existed, emitted, and sounded sounds that are closely related to the fireworks of life.

With just a small sip, Fran felt as if his soul had been sublimated, and between the cracks of his soul that were on the verge of being broken, he was filled with a rich fragrance, and the moment those aromas penetrated Fran's soul, Fran felt that his mind was a little clearer than before.

And this feeling of refreshment that came from the overly comfortable feeling of soul healing made him exclaim, and then, under the gentle gaze of the celebrants, even the soup spoon was no longer used, and he picked up the bowl of fresh soup that was not much, and drank it into his throat.

When the last drop of the soup was reluctantly licked clean by Fran, the bowl of soup, which was praised by all the feasters, finally began to play its true role. Is that......

Human nature......

Nine turns and three spirits of soup, that pot of soup in the process of wandering around, I don't know how many people have been contaminated with how much humanity, at this time gathered behind the soup pot, the condensed bowl of soup, contains the complex human nature that makes God quite excited.

Human nature is the nature of all living beings since birth, and in a general sense, the proportion of human nature in the soul is absolutely dominant. Even if he embarks on the path of transcendence in the future, he is only a half-star of transcendent seed mixed into his soul.

But......

For God, human nature is an unattainable object, difficult to capture, but especially important. When a creature is completely detached and walks on the path of God, it means that in the soul of this creature, the divinity has begun to erode human nature. From the moment he is truly crowned as a god, it means that divinity completely dominates the soul.

And this also means that God, as the carrier of divinity, will inevitably lose the seven emotions and six desires of man, and will think in an absolutely rational way. But this is not inevitable, in fact, at this time, the feasters of the crazy lady and even the dead emperor are all taking the path of incarnation.

That is, after becoming a god, the individual is consciously cut and divided into countless incarnations, and these incarnations divide the little remaining human nature of the true body, while the true body that represents absolute power becomes a thorough carrier of divinity, and the incarnation that divides the human nature can act in a relatively normal state.

For God, the amount of divinity fundamentally affects God's power, but ......

This effect does not mean that the more divinity the better, and the danger of being lost is never diminished by the identity of the deity, and even because the divinity of the gods is too active, they are more likely to be lost than the other transcendents.

At this time, the importance of human nature is reflected, and the embodiment of human nature as the carrier of human nature has an arduous long-term task......

Develop and establish anchors, and pursue the growth and recovery of humanity.

The former manifests itself in the form of ecclesiastical miracles and the like, while the latter can only be encountered but not sought.

This bowl of soup belongs to the latter. That's why feasters raving about a bowl of soup. This bowl of soup can lock in human nature.

Of course, at this time, for him, for Fran, this bowl of Nine Turns and Three Spirits Soup is a little more effective, not only to lock in the continuous loss of humanity, but also, to a certain extent, to inject a growth force into his barren humanity, and help Fran's humanity and divinity to fight. Thus delaying as much as possible the constant erosion of Fran's divinity.

The mundane and the transcendent yearn for divinity.

God, on the other hand, desires humanity.

This bowl of soup was supposed to have been prepared before the banquet began, but the celebrants did not expect that this ordinary banquet would be so tortuous. Although the greedy butterfly came and forcibly punched an unknown thing into Fran's body, Fran also resisted, turning most of the divinity in his body mixed with souls into bullets and shooting them out through reduction. As a result, Fran's soul was not only on the verge of being shattered at this time, but also at the time when his divinity was at its weakest. In the past, the oppressed and stricken human nature obviously will not give up this fleeting opportunity and fight hard. With the Nine Turns and Three Spirits Soup, the humanity in Fran's soul at this time has even completely overwhelmed the divinity, although this is only temporary, and when Fran's soul cultivates to a certain point, the weak divinity will inevitably continue to erode human nature.

But......

Just because human nature has the upper hand for a while, it is enough to influence many things, such as thoroughly finding out what that streamer is.

The celebrator's brows furrowed slightly, and there was an aura that he was quite familiar with in that streamer, and this aura was the reason why he chose to resolutely summon his true body when his incarnation was still able to hold on. However, in the end, thanks to the intervention of the greedy butterfly, that streamer finally achieved its goal.

The revelator's fingers tapped on the shoulders of the mad lady, and the purple eyes were full of coldness, as if too many people felt that he had a gentle personality, so they dared to offend directly, this ......

It's not good......

Far beyond the plane of bliss, the gluttonous army has begun to mobilize, a bloody war is coming, and the diners who have been silent for a long time have begun to run to tell each other, until this time, the devourers still can't believe the news they have just learned - the true body of the god himself has issued an oracle!

He looked down on the crowd from above, and a loud voice like a bell rang throughout the plane of bliss: "Gambler, deserve to die......"

Although it was only four words, countless eaters fell to their knees and wept, and then their faces were so fanatical that they didn't even prepare dry food, leaving the Elysian Plane through their own channels and blending into various different planes, acting as the vanguard and ...... for the Gluttonous Army

Cannon fodder dead soldiers!

But all this didn't have much to do with Orin at this time, and the celebrant looked at Fran who was a little unsatisfied, and that gentle smile returned to his face. Although the light made him a little uneasy, all the strength he had accumulated over the years was enough for him to slowly deal with all the unexpected events.

This was obviously not the time to pursue those questions, there was already too much farce at this banquet, so much so that he was a little bored, he patted the mad lady in his arms, and after the mad lady sat up straight, he was like a curious elder, chatting with the restless Mo Lin beside him.

"Little girl, what gift did you have for my family?"

At this time, the tone of the celebrant was like that of an old man in the countryside, quietly asking about the feelings of the juniors in a clumsy but warm way, Mo Lin was panicked by his question, and his pretty face was slightly reddened, and he weakly resisted the invitation of the celebrant with a weak voice of mosquitoes and flies.

"Secret...... Secret"

Hearing Mo Lin's answer, the celebrants smashed their mouths, but they were a little helpless. He was interested in this little girl for no other reason.

It's just because this little girl is both an anchor and a person who seems to have a crush on her own kid.

Thinking of this, the eyes of the celebrants had to look at the two little couples who threw their old father here and ran to the corner.

sighed faintly in his heart, his two sons don't seem to be little guys who make the elders worry.

At this time, where does the rejoicer have the majestic appearance of the previous in the Bliss Plane, at this time he is just a middle-aged man who is worried about the emotional affairs of the life of the younger generation.

The Mad Lady was quite interested in Mo Lin's answer, "Confidential? How can this be kept secret? Won't we all know when you're going to give the gift? Little sister, what are you going to keep it a secret for you? ”

Mo Lin's face flushed, she had a natural fear of the charming woman who called herself her sister, as if in front of such a woman, all her careful thoughts were like being exposed to the sun, and no secret could be hidden.

"I ...... I'm going to wait until I get home to send a gift to Franco......"

"Oh? Why? The celebrant came back from his thoughts, which had gradually drifted away, and looked at Mo Lin with some surprise. Under the gaze of those purple eyes that were almost exactly the same as Fran, Mo Lin pursed his lips, and his voice was so small that he couldn't even hear it without paying attention.

"Time is too tight and the gift is not ready ......"