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Chapter 112 The Devil's Feast (26)
There is no creation like you.
This sentence has actually revealed the mind of the gods. As the creator god, he neither cares about life nor the world. In the end, the rest of the things are just ants in his eyes, but the first creation he created is unusual and a treasure in his eyes.
He said he abandoned it, he said he picked it up, and the angels and the blood race fell into his hands, but they were just ants he used to pass the time - the angels were proud of their favor before, but in fact they were more than duckweed. uncertain.
As the only one who was treated differently, Kou Dong really couldn't be moved by this. He said coldly, "You've been there?"
The corners of the god's red lips became more and more raised, and his voice was gentle.
"If you don't teach you to suffer outside, why are you willing to come back?"
Kou Dong really couldn't understand his favor. The favor of the gods does not give people a way to survive. In the previous dungeons, those NPCs did not have the ability to reach the sky, so they could only dream of locking him in a cage. However, the final boss is a god enough to change the trajectory of the entire world.
Naturally, he is omnipotent and omnipotent.
Now that I think about it, I feel like I've been living in Truman's world these days, and what I've seen is not even a shred of truth.
"Did you deliberately ask him to write a letter and arrange for me to go because you saw what Selin had in his hand?"
What a coincidence, the original owner just wanted to infiltrate the castle to save his friends, when a pair of rookies with oriental blood, Xungui, just returned to their homeland and received an invitation. ——Looking at it this way, it is clearly the net that the gods opened to catch him.
Now that he was trapped in it, Heavenly Father was no longer anxious. He knew in his heart that his beloved creation would never escape this temple again, so he was not in a hurry, but he was willing to answer the child who was particularly fond of him: "His watch has your portrait engraved on it."
Only then did Kou Dong understand how Selin, a businessman who was responsible for providing blood slaves to the vampires in the castle, could be left behind by the gods. He had always wondered in his heart why the Count would change his mind after seeing Serin once, it turned out to be because the other party carried his own portrait with him.
But this thought made him feel a little uncomfortable. Sellin has a wife and a daughter, and he is actually engraved on the surface...
How does this look, how does it make people feel weird.
The god laughed lightly, and there was no joy or anger in his voice, "He is so brave. Since he doesn't dare to be talked about, marry a wife and have children, he should stop thinking about it. - How does he match you? ?"
Having said that, Kou Dong also understood in his heart.
Well, don't ask anything, this is another NPC who bows down to him.
...it's really not wrong to be this calamity.
He couldn't help but look deeply at the Father.
This god is both cautious and perverted, but he was not at all vague when he just watched this group of vampires suck their own blood. This doesn't look like the other party's behavior, his mind is also fast, and he immediately recalls it.
These blood races standing here now, I am afraid they are all clones of this god!
Seeing his expression, Heavenly Father also smiled slightly, and he clasped his palm lightly.
"As expected of my Lucy," he said in admiration, "how can other creations compare with you?"
In the creation of the Seraphim, the gods endowed him with all virtues, endowed him with integrity, bravery, wit, and decisiveness... Now he gazes at his creation, more and more satisfied. From head to toe, there is nothing that does not meet his wishes.
"How can I let those dirty things touch you," the god said slowly, a hint of coldness flashed in the green eyes behind the mask, "I just borrowed their bodies."
After he spit out this sentence, countless stagnant vampires swayed slightly, actually bent over and bowed to Kou Dong. When they looked again, their heads had already exploded, turning into scattered black feathers, one by one scattered in the air like fireworks, leaving only the empty clothes floating on the ground.
This is the gift of God.
If the gods want them to live, they will live; if they want them to die, they will die.
It's cloudy and rainy, but that's it.
This scene shocked the bird-beak doctors who were standing behind them. Although they have long hated the blood clan, they never thought that the destruction of the other party was only between the hands and feet of the gods, and they could only kneel in a hurry for a while. Kou Dong's heart was pounding, and the demise of the blood clan even more clearly told the gap in force between him and the gods. He didn't turn his head to look at Ye Yanzhi, but from the corner of his eye he could feel the other person's suddenly straightened figure.
They were the only two standing in the room.
The crow stood on the scattered clothes on the ground and raised its head and called twice. The god sits on the throne, but his face is gentle.
"Why are you so far away from me?" He smiled, making Kou Dong stand closer. "In the past, you would lie on my knees."
Kou Dong didn't move. In fact, a seraph who sees his heavenly father as his biological father will do so, but a seraph who sees his own situation will never do so.
He said, "I want to know how you created the blood clan."
The god smiled slightly, as if he was saying something absurd.
"What's so difficult about this?"
He said, his fingers were a little empty in the air, and there were thin threads of light that could be seen only by looking carefully around his fingers. He twisted the filaments around like he was kneading a worthless dough.
Kou Dong was startled to see that - those creatures composed of pale golden light filaments had strange fish tails, but they had human bodies, obviously looking like mermaids. This is the new creation of this world. He wiggled his tail in the god's hand, and with great effort he lifted his head to kiss the finger on which the god created him.
The god did not let it touch, but gently pulled, mercilessly destroying the creature he had just created. Immediately, he fiddled with his fingers again, and in an instant, a tall and rough figure shaped like a mountain appeared between the palms of God. He threw it to the ground, and it immediately gave birth to a form, almost breaking the top of the temple on the third day, and the huge soles stepped on many books scattered on the ground.
With a wave of Heavenly Father's hand, he just dispersed and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
"Look," Heavenly Father said, narrowing his green eyes slightly, "it's just some stupid creation."
"Lucy, you should also come back. - In this world, you can't escape my eyes. In the third day, whatever you want, I will naturally give it to you. You have a good nature, so why not see it? These dirty things?"
"What do you want," Kou Dong couldn't help sneering, "build a Garden of Eden for me?"
"Garden of Eden?"
The god laughed lowly, shaking his head while laughing, "If you don't like it, it's not difficult to recreate the world. - Lucy, I'll give you a new world, in which you can rule any of it, okay?"
Doctor Birdbeak, who was listening, was all astonished. In the eyes of God, the world he has created today is actually not worth mentioning. If the young man is not satisfied, he can immediately abolish it and replace it with a new one.
Not even the world is worth mentioning, what about these creatures?
In the eyes of the gods, what is the difference between them and dust?
Originally, the angels just thought that the gods favored Lord Lucifer extra; only now did they realize that it was not just favor, but only favor.
Even the whole world has to make concessions under such a monopoly.
This gap is really too big, and the angels who couldn't have hatred for the Seraphim in the first place are now more and more trembling. If the status is similar, it can still be compared; what is the difference between clouds and mud? Hundreds of worlds added up, I am afraid it is not as good as a single hair of the young man in front of him.
An angel bravely whispered: "Lord Lucifer, after you left, the Heavenly Father fell to the sky with you. You have spent so many days in the lower world, how can you compare to your days in heaven?"
In heaven, Lucifer is a unique shining morning star, regarded by gods as eyeballs, like a deputy monarch; in the lower world, he was chased by the blood clan and fell into danger several times because of this blood.
If you are a mentally unstable person, you may have been timid because of this difference. But Kou Dong didn't see it that way. He only looked up at God and said, "So, you created a blood clan?"
In fact, all the angels know about this past.
Lucifer's fall from the sky is perhaps the most important event in the history of heaven. Realizing that he was nothing but a caged bird, the seraph stood beside the cloud platform, and the angry god summoned the morning mist and did not let him see it; gathered the clouds and did not teach him to fall.
He tried every means, and even created the same angel as the little angel who had vanished before, trying to save Lucifer's idea of falling into the sky.
But Lucifer was far more resolute than they thought. He drew out his own bones and blood in the presence of all the angels.
Seraph was originally like a deputy, and his divine power was naturally extraordinary, almost equivalent to a god. Without hesitation, he opened his belly, cut off his wings, and used the knife that the god had given him earlier to dig out the angel's bones one by one, and arrange them neatly.
Pale golden blood was also drawn from his fingers, drop by drop into the cloud. Because it is full of spiritual energy, the cloud is also dyed into a brilliant golden color.
These are all used by the gods to create him.
bone.
Blood.
They were all placed in their original form, and the favored angel now had only a vague shape, and his face could hardly be seen.
"You made me out of your own bones and filled me with your own blood. Thank you for creating me in heaven and earth."
The angel whispered, and immediately stopped looking at the god who had stood up from the throne.
There was naturally a burning light in his eyes, almost burning.
"I have given back everything you gave in the past. I will remember the grace of the Father-"
"Also ask Heavenly Father to fulfill his promise and return the supreme freedom to me!"
God did not answer for a long time.
Lucifer was not surprised. To the gods, he was almost half his life; the gods would never let him go voluntarily. So he used the last bit of divine power to turn himself into a light spot and scattered into the earth.