Chapter 17: Rejection of Happiness

Tifa still kept her head down, her cheeks filled with tears as all her former companions dissipated one by one, but the gloom on her face was completely gone, replaced by firmness.

The bar faded away, turning into a little bit of light and then Tifa was in a sea of flowers. It was a brightly colored and beautiful poppy, surrounded by a faint mist, which looked a little unreal. Under the breeze, the bright red poppies kept swaying, as if telling something, and it looked so seductive.

"Sleep god Hypnos, end this boring dream, it doesn't work for me!" Tifa suddenly shouted with all his might.

Smack, smack, smack!

The applause slowly sounded, followed by a person slowly walking out of the fog in the distance, it was the sleeping god Hypnos.

The handsome face of the god in charge of sleep showed a hint of surprise at this moment, he slowly walked to Tifa and stood not far away, and after carefully looking at Tifa, he praised: "I really can't see it, I think the weakest person can peek through the dream so quickly, and the strongest man is still immersed in the gentle country." Woman, tell me what makes your broken heart so strong, and if I'm not mistaken, you're the easiest of them all!"

The voice of the god of sleep is very gentle, as if whispering in the ear, and when you hear this sound alone, it makes people lazy, trying to relax the whole body. However, Tifa was clearly not interested in the voice, and she still stood straight, her towering chest up and looking directly at the other person.

"You're right, my heart is really shaken easily, and I often get lost and can't find myself. Maybe it's because I'm the weakest that I understand that I want to be that kind of perfect happiness...... It won't be that simple!" Tifa's voice carried a hint of regret. Yes, it's not that she doesn't want to be happy, it's not that she doesn't want that kind of beautiful dream, but she knows very well that her weak self can't get such perfect happiness, no, maybe it's not perfect, because her lover doesn't love her.

"So, I see, because I don't believe that my weak self can attain perfect happiness, so I have rejected the happiness I have created for you?, then, Miss Tifa, be my wife, and I will give you true happiness, whatever you wish, as long as you want!"

These words made Tifa change color slightly, and she lowered her head, her body trembling slightly, giving people the feeling of shyness. But those who are familiar with Tifa know that this is the verge of her outburst, and even if Hong Yinbao is here again, she will definitely slip away as soon as possible, because she has been flattened by Tifa in this state countless times, and the two hands that clenched their fists tightly are the best proof.

After a moment, Tifa didn't look up, just repeated softly, "You said wife?"

"That's right, be the wife of Hypnos, my sleeping god, and although you won't acquire divinity, you can have the rights of gods!" said Hypnos with open hands. There was confidence on his face, for he believed that a mortal would never refuse this request. After all, for mortals, becoming the wife of the god mansion is a fantasy thing. There's a small problem here, though, Tifa isn't mortal, she's the chosen one who has gone through countless killings!

"Wife or something...... Tifa muttered in a low voice, one foot moved back slightly, his body bent slightly sideways, and slowly raised his left hand, "Wife or something, don't you have it! I hate you like this little white face the most!"

The last sentence was almost shouted, quite a bit of Hong Yinbao's momentum, it seems that he has been in contact with Hong Yinbao for a long time, and he has inadvertently been contaminated with the habit of being a fat man. With the last roar, Tifa bent over and quickly spun forward and swung his legs, his body was like a blast of wind, his movements were like thunder, and even before Hypnos's outstretched hands could be withdrawn, a kick had already hit him in the jaw!

Bang! The god of sleep in Greek mythology, who was very powerful, was kicked away by Tifa, and his body spun continuously in the air. Poof!

Even Tifa couldn't have imagined that he could hit with a casual blow, after all, the other party was not an ordinary person but a god, and in other worlds, at least it was a boss. But now the way Tung Guò Xiupnos got up, it was obvious that he was injured.

Hypnos clutched his chin, a trail of blood between his fingers, and when he stood up, Hypnos looked at Tifa with even more feverishness.

"You can hurt me as a god, you really aren't an ordinary woman, I like it! Tifa, I love you, be my woman. Let's linger together to create a new myth. "I didn't expect this sleeping god to be even more fanatical.

Tifa's face sank, and his body rushed out again like the wind: "Who wants to be with you little white face...... Lingering!"

When he said the last two words, Tifa completely gritted his teeth and threw two punches in a row. At this moment, Tifa was like a long-suppressed anger erupting, like a broken dike, pouring out in a steady stream.

"Slap and slap!"

Hypnos's chin looked even more crooked.

"Summer Song!"

Hypnos began to scream.

"Water Kick!"

When Hypnos's body was kicked into the air by Tifa, his expression was not so calm.

A series of follow-up blows made Hypnos scream continuously, and when Bliss finally hit the body of the sleeping god, the originally handsome face was no longer what it looked like, and it was more appropriate to describe it with the word pig's head.

After the extreme technique was activated, even Tifa himself looked down at his hands in disbelief: "Gods...... How can it be so weak?"

After thinking for a moment, Tifa pointed to Hypnos, who was crumbling after getting up, and asked, "Who the hell are you? Where's that damn sleeping god? Let that bastard out!"

The expression on the latter's face was very exciting, and because his mouth was a little crooked, his voice became a little strange: "I am the god of sleep? There is no second god of sleep here! It seems that you are not stupid, do you not understand such a simple thing?"

"Impossible, a god is so weak, not even a mortal, you bastard, how dare you say that I have no brains?" said Tifa, rushing over again, punching and kicking, all kinds of continuous skills were so vividly displayed that Hypnos couldn't even fall to the ground...... At this moment, Tifa's opponent did not seem to be a god at all, but a humanoid sandbag in the training ground of the Chosen One......

"When am I ...... Ah, I didn't say it, you're big-chested...... "This time, Hypnos didn't even seem to have the strength to stand up.

When Tifa heard those very sensitive words, he made a gesture and pounced again. Unexpectedly, Hypnos raised his hand in front of his face and said loudly: "I'll say everything, don't fight!"

So, when Tifa later described his experience of beating the gods to his companions, he always made the others break out in a cold sweat.

“...... That's it, I'm a god of sleep, but except for the ability to make people sleep, my body is no different from that of ordinary people. "Hypnos's confession made Tifa cry and laugh a little, a god mansion that is worse than mortals?

However, when Tifa was distracted, he didn't notice a hint of cunning on Hypnos's pig-headed face.

"Miss Tifa, although you have managed to break through the dream I have woven for you, you are still dreaming, but your own dream. The reason why I took the risk of using my body to enter your dreams is precisely because I love you so much. I want you to rethink my construction. As he spoke, Hypnos waved his hand, and pictures appeared around Tifa.

"Ahh

That's right, one of the pictures is Wu Chun. He is now leisurely fishing, and the surrounding scenery is picturesque and refreshing. And by Wu Chun's side, she was still snuggling in a snowcoat, and not far away, Wu Yingying was collecting all kinds of beautiful flowers.

The other images include Milu, Charilu, Sarah, and even Kratos, the protagonist of this world. Although the characters are different, they exude exactly the same feeling, that is, happiness and harmony.

"You bastard, what did you do to him!" Tifa asked, turning around and grabbing the collar of Hypnos' cloak and picking him up, shaking him. Tifa, who was full of worry, didn't even notice that Hypnos's face had returned to its original state.

Hypnos smiled: "I helped him fulfill his wish and attain eternal happiness, nothing more." ”

"Release him out!" Tifa said, pointing to Wu Chun's image.

"That's not going to work," said Hypnos, with a sly look on his face again, and then muttered to himself, "The body is not fully repaired, but it is almost!"

Hearing the other party's refusal, Tifa raised his right fist and was about to attack the little white-faced sign. However, her fist pressed against the other party's face, and stopped abruptly one centimeter. Because Hypnos said a word.

"You are in control of their fate!"

Te Fa suddenly understood what the sleeping god wanted to do.

"Women have to be a little reserved, don't you understand that now their fate is completely in your hands. Be my woman, and I'll let them go! I'm very interested in your perfect body. Hypnos smiled and uttered annoying words.

"You're dreaming!" Tifa raised his fist again, but couldn't keep fighting. Because she knew very well what the other party meant, this was naked coercion.

Hypnos gently pulled Tifa's hand away, then shook his hand at Wu Chun's picture, and said softly: "It seems that you care more about this man, indeed, he is the strongest of you, but he can't break through the shackles in his heart." To prove my word, it looks like I'm going to make him suffer a little!"

"What are you going to do?" Tifa asked subconsciously, realizing that something terrible was about to happen.

"Don't do anything, give him pain and despair and real death, the decision is up to you, that's all! Let's enjoy it together......"