I am God!

Chapter 655 Duma, our family will be together soon!

In the heavy snow.

A small figure in the white world walks along the railway track from the end of the sky, and gradually walks towards the distant city.

Suddenly, a swift shadow flew over the railroad tracks.

"call out!"

The speed of the flying shadow is far faster than that of ordinary wingmen, and it is considered a rare "master" among ordinary people.

He was carrying a heavy leather bag, and said hurriedly that he was going to be late.

Looks very busy.

Even Yiren can hardly bear such a severe wind and snow. Most Yiren usually hide at home with a fireplace and cannot come out. Vehicles and even trains on the road have begun to decrease or even stop running.

Nit was fascinated, and looked up, watching the man disappear into the snow in a hurry.

"What is that man doing?"

A voice sounded from the ear: "It's a messenger."

Nit looked at the heavy snow and the howling wind.

"Such a cold day?"

Said the voice, "That's the way the messengers are, they don't stop all year round."

Nit continued to move forward. Instead of going to the distant city, he came to a place outside the city following the guidance of his mother Miggina, and stopped here.

Heavy snow flooded the whole world, but one can vaguely see the broken walls and ruins in the heavy snow.

There seemed to be many buildings here a long time ago, and many people lived here, but it has long been deserted.

The most conspicuous is an ancient obelisk building, which is wrapped together by three minarets.

There are many scattered buildings under the main building, all built around the obelisk.

But now it is deserted.

The people around did not dare to come over. I heard that some strange things often happened in this building. It used to belong to a powerful person, but it died in a very strange way.

Nit looked here: "What is this place?"

Mijina told him: "This is a secret residence of our former family members."

Nit didn't see anyone: "There's nothing here."

"They're all dead," Miggina said.

Nit was silent, and after a while he said, "Those angels did it?"

Mijina didn't say that some of them died under the holy light on the spot at the foot of the holy mountain, while most of them died because of the entanglement of the curse.

For example, those who escaped so far and still died, most likely because of the curse.

She just said vaguely, "Yes."

Nit didn't ask any more, he just kept all this in his heart.

The vague family hatred in the past seemed to become concrete with the ruins in front of him, superimposed with his personal experience.

Mijina and Nit started the arrangement here, for their plan to destroy the Kingdom of Light and the Celestial Angels.

The place where this is located is the southwestern part of the Silent Kingdom.

According to what Mijina said, the three countries of Oracle, Good News, and Silence were arranged three super-large ritual arrays a long time ago.

When the holy mountain of light rotates to which country, which ritual array will be activated, and then it will hover over this country for a period of time.

The function of this ritual array is to attract and protect those powerful persons who are not heavenly envoys but conform to the covenant of the kingdom of heaven. When the ceremony starts, the Holy Mountain of Light will accept the dead people at one time, and then undergo a transformation.

Time and time again, the Holy Mountain of Light has transformed many times over the years.

It has risen higher and higher and stronger.

Maybe it won't be used a few more times before it will undergo its final transformation.

"The next reincarnation is when the winter is coming to an end and the new year is coming."

"The holy mountain of light will come to the kingdom of silence."

"From that direction, pass by here."

"What we have to do is to erode and control the surrounding ritual array nodes one by one, and let this huge ritual array become ours."

"When it is activated, let it become our strength."

Nit asked his mother, "Transformation?"

"What transformation has been completed?"

Mijina: "A long time ago, our ancestors left a saying that the angel Romir might become a myth in our era, but now God tells me that it is indeed the case."

Nit: "Why didn't you go to the capital of the Kingdom of Silence, which should be the core points of the ritual array, because you are worried about being discovered by those guys on the Holy Mountain of Light?"

Mijina revealed a secret to Nit: "Because the heavenly contract is here, it may not be important at ordinary times, but it is the core and key when the last moment comes."

Nit: "Mom, how do you know this?"

Mijina: "Didn't I tell you that we are the Archangel family, and we have devoutly believed in the King of Angels for generations, starting from the oldest age."

"It's just that in the end, it ended up like this."

"We are destroyed by what we believe in."

As Mijina spoke, she struggled directly out of Nite's body and looked at the sky excitedly.

"I... we got nothing and they got everything."

"That hypocritical guy, the guy who pushed me into the darkness, actually wants to become an immortal god."

"so."

"I will never let those guys have a good time, and I will never allow that guy to succeed."

Mother Mijina's eyes were a little scary, and her voice was a little hysterical.

but.

Nit felt that this was nothing.

Because he only dreamed about those dead people when he dreamed back at midnight.

His eyes should be so scary too!

Next, Nite lived here.

He used the power of the apostles to easily repair the tower and the buildings below. Occasionally, he would release the ghosts in his body so that they could wander around here.

Nit will also become what it used to be, wandering inside and outside the building, and saying hello to ghosts wandering in a daze.

It looked like it had become the small town he used to live in, the familiar home he grew up with.

It's a pity that he still doesn't have the power of a god to truly build a kingdom of gods belonging to ghosts.

But even so, this scene made him look forward to it.

He stood before the window of the minaret, put his hands on it and said.

"This is the country I want."

Miggina: "Is that what you want?"

Nit: "That's what I want."

Some ordinary, even some humble.

But that's what Nite wanted.

-

every day.

Nit will sneak into a nearby temple or prayer hall.

The servants of God who preside over the temples and prayer halls will also be awakened in the darkness.

And at this time, Mijina will reveal those terrifying eyes from under his cloak, anyone who is stared at by these eyes will be deprived of sanity.

Controlled by Mijina, this is part of the power of the Envious Eye.

According to Miggina.

She can also use these eyes to completely replace another person, making it difficult for even gods to detect it.

Neat looked back as he left: "They're going to help us replace the ritual, right?"

Mijina said: "That's right, when everything is successful, you will replace the King of Angels as the God of the Winged Ones."

"For them, you will also be their future god."

"And I am the mother of the Winged God."

Nit: "What about the King of Hell?"

Mijina: "The king of hell is the god who controls the death of all mortals!"

Nit was still at a loss: "Will I do well?"

Miggina: "What are you doing?"

Nit said: "A god, am I really qualified?"

Mijina: "Didn't you do a good job when you were an apostle?"

"If there were no angels from the sky."

Nate thought.

"Yeah, without the words of those angels."

"I should be living well with everyone in Tugzman now, and I must bring everyone to happiness together!"

"Everybody's going to open a bakery, they're going to go to school, they're going to be a tailor, they're going to..."

He walked in the dark night, seemed a little absent-minded, and stopped talking.

He kept thinking about what would have happened if nothing had happened that day.

the next day.

Nite always leaves quietly at night and returns at dawn, quietly eroding everything around him.

It was dawn again that day when he returned to the steeple.

He pushed open the outside window as usual, looking as if he had just woken up.

But today something is different, this remote place that is fabled to have something scary has guests.

His window just opened.

It happened that a familiar figure flew across the sky quickly, and skillfully landed in front of the window on the top of his tower in the cold wind.

The other party was shivering from the cold, curled up on the edge of the eaves and rubbed his hands, using the building to escape the cold wind for a while.

It was a messenger.

Wearing a hat and goggles, with a scarf wrapped around his face, the hat must have been torn, with a "sun" sewn into it covering the hole.

The messenger moved the scarf down a bit, exposing his mouth, exhaling.

Her face was flushed red from the cold, but judging from the outline and eyebrows, it was clearly a girl.

Miss Messenger saw that the window was opened and moved aside.

"Hey, when did someone come here?"

Nit didn't speak either, he had already recognized the other party.

The other party was the busy courier that Nit saw when he came here before, delivering letters in the heavy snow. Today, she still carried the bulging messenger bag, but she was no longer in such a hurry.

The girl folded her wings and leaned against the wall. She had already taken out the food and was about to eat it, but when she saw someone, she wanted to put it away again.

But after hesitating for a while, he decided to finish eating.

While eating, she looked at the distant scenery.

She asked Nit, who was in a daze, "It's beautiful!"

Nit froze for a moment: "Huh?"

Then, looking at the messenger's face, he nodded in a strange way: "It's beautiful!"

The girl smiled and said, "Yes, I also like this place very much, seeing the scenery from this angle."

"When there was no one here before, I would rest here when I was tired, leaning on this dilapidated tower, and watching the whole world alone."

"Then, I feel less tired."

Oh, that's what it means to be beautiful.

Nit didn't speak again.

After Miss Messenger finished her food, the short break was over, and she became hurried again.

She quickly wiped the powder off her mouth, pulled up her scarf, and was about to start off again.

She spoke to Nite very politely. "Sorry, I took your place."

Nit shook his head: "It doesn't matter."

Miss Messenger flew away, and told Nit when she flew away.

"I am a messenger in this area. If you have letters and packages to send, you can give them to me."

Miss Messenger is always busy, but she often passes by Nit's door.

Being so busy, she would always stop by the window of Niter's house to take a rest, to enjoy the scenery or eat leisurely.

Nit didn't know whether she was here to see the scenery, or to see herself.

It is most likely the former!

After all, compared to myself, this building is more familiar with the other party. I and the other party are not friends, but this tower that always makes it dock in the wind and rain should be counted.

But at this time, Nite would open the window of the house and chat with her.

It's not really a chat either.

Because Nite just opened the window, and then waited for Miss Messenger to say a few words to him without saying a word.

Sometimes the messenger lady would tell him the stories and fresh rumors that happened around him.

"Have you heard?"

"A snow fairy has come to our country."

Nit: "Fairy?"

Miss Messenger smiled and said, "It's not the fairy in the forest and the fairy in the lake in the previous legends, it's the fairy of ice and snow."

Nit: "What's the difference?"

Miss Messenger said, "I heard they can turn back time."

Nit didn't believe it, even the gods couldn't do such a thing: "How is it possible!"

Miss Messenger didn't retort either: "But it sounds beautiful, doesn't it? Who doesn't want to have this ability to turn back time, even if it's a fantasy."

"After all, it's impossible for most of us to actually run into fairies!"

"What is the relationship between true and false?"

Her smile is neither bright nor sunny, it's just an ordinary smile, but it gives people a feeling of being cautious and gentle towards the whole world.

Every time she came over, she only stopped in front of the window, never went in, and just stayed outside to hide from the wind to eat a few bites of food, but left in a hurry.

Once, Nit finally opened his mouth to invite her to sit in because it was snowing heavily outside.

She still didn't go in.

She pointed to her messenger bag and told Nit.

"I still have packages to deliver. A grandma sent a birthday present to her grandson. I have to deliver it today."

"It was a surprise birthday present, something very important."

She asked again: "Do you still have nothing to send?"

Nit shook his head: "I didn't."

She didn't ask too much, and waved goodbye to Nit after eating, then plunged into the snowstorm and headed for the door of the next recipient.

Nit looked at each other.

I don't know if I was really busy, or I simply declined his invitation.

The tenderness of the other party is cautious, always keeping a distance.

It seems that she also knows that the gentleness that gets too close may hurt others.

She is kind to everyone she knows, but always remembers that she is a messenger and remembers her duties.

Miss Messenger walked a long way, and Nit was still looking into the distance.

He didn't know when it started, and he was looking forward to the other party's arrival.

That expectation is not strong.

It's like looking forward to the twinkling of stars in the sky on a dark night, making people suddenly stop and look up, feeling calm in their hearts.

And at this moment, a face appeared in the wide hood of the cloak.

Miggina was also looking at the figure, she said.

"Before, I was also a messenger."

"I am a messenger from heaven."

Nit asked his mother: "Mom, are you the same as her?"

Mijina said: "Of course it's different. I'm the messenger who brings messages from heaven to mortals, but she's just a messenger to the most ordinary mortals."

But Nit said: "I think she, like you, is a person who brings hope and happiness to people. Mom, you brought dawn to the people in the town, and she also gave everyone warmth in the cold wind."

Mijina didn't speak, she looked at Nit and always felt that this sentence was a little mocking.

After a while, Miggina took a sand clock from the side and placed it on Nit's table.

"Now, it's time to count down."

"When the hourglass is exhausted, it is time for the Holy Mountain of Light to pass by here."

"I can remember time without it," says Neat.

"It's a constant reminder that time is running out," Migina said.

"Don't use your mind on things that don't have any need."

Mijina seemed very upset and said: "Have you forgotten our hatred?"

Nit finally retracted his eyes and head: "Of course I haven't forgotten, I always remember."

He looked at the sand clock and clenched his fists.

When the last hourglass is exhausted, they will kill the heavenly kingdom and wipe out those guys.

-

Deep in the dream world.

Mijina quietly left reality and appeared in this illusory space.

She penetrated the barrier of reality and illusion, followed the familiar traction, and finally came to a place that belonged to her.

abyss.

Mijina followed the guidance and appeared on the first floor of the Broken Dome, that is, the Black Mud Abyss.

Not long after she appeared, she was discovered by the king of the abyss without the slightest concealment.

A mythical altar moved in the blink of an eye and appeared in front of Miggina, on which a nine-winged fallen angel holding a staff of primitive desire was watching her.

"A chosen seed, dare to come here?"

"Still, you already thought you were the King of the Abyss."

The other party's voice was cold, with the indifference of self-confidence higher than everything in the world.

"Or."

"That villain wanted to find me, but he was so cowardly and cowardly that he didn't even have the courage to stand up?"

Mijina came here to find Meld, to join forces to deal with the Sky Angel and the Holy Mountain of Light.

seem.

Everything is not as easy as she and Nit said, it seems that they can easily deal with the angel Romir.

She also understands that relying on such a simple method alone, one person and one force cannot take down the Heavenly Kingdom of the Yiren.

Although Mijina was very annoyed by Melde's tone, she still kept calm and said.

"Master Naproseth is ready to achieve the myth, and all of this is the will of the original sin. You should understand what this is for, Mr. Meld, right?"

Meld didn't speak, and seemed to be waiting for Miggina to continue.

Mijina: "I know that you have already made a lot of arrangements in the Land of Light, and I need the help of those dark men and demons you arranged."

The king of lust asked Mijina: "Why are you?"

There was no emotion in the words, but the contempt was evident.

Mijina only said one name: "Duma, King of Angels."

After saying the name, the expression of the king of lust changed slightly.

At this time, Mijina continued.

"No matter how good your previous arrangements are, if you really want to devour a prepared god, I'm afraid it's still not enough."

"But this time, with your arrangement and the power of hell, it will surely swallow up a myth of ascension to God."

"Also, there is another god-becoming man who is walking on the road."

"Your daughter, the later King of Angels."

After finishing speaking, Mijina went on to say, "Which one should I choose among the two?"

"It doesn't matter to the King of Hell, we can also give you Romir to choose to swallow the King of Angels and other sky angels..."

But before she finished speaking, the king of lust interrupted her: "Durma is mine."

Mijina raised her head and looked into the eyes of the King of Lust. The fallen angel's eyes were as firm as a rock and as cold as ice.

Warned her, and the Lord of Hell, with unshakable and undeniable force.

The Lord of Lust desires Duma far more than anyone else.

Even if I suffer because of this, I don't care.

because.

That was the child she gave birth to, the child she gave birth to with the gods.

The corners of Mijina's mouth curled up slightly: "No problem, then we want Romil."

The king of lust asked her, "What are you going to do?"

Mijina didn't say how to do it, but talked about other things first.

"My family used to follow behind you, and we experienced all the things that followed, including the event that Romir embarked on the road to becoming a god."

"My ancestors recorded that when the bell of the kingdom of heaven rang that day, Duma, the king of angels, never appeared again."

"And it was also at that time that the three great kingdoms of the world established that unimaginable and huge ceremony. It was not until a long time later that we knew that Romil had embarked on the road to becoming a god, and that huge ceremony of becoming a god should be the angelic ceremony. The king prepared it for the throne angel Romir."

The king of lust understood Mijina's meaning: "So, Duma is in the human world now?"

Mijina nodded: "Yes."

Merde: "Where is she?"

Mijina: "No one can know, maybe only you can find her, after all, you were her mother."

That's one of the things they want Melder to do.

Melder thought for a moment, then couldn't help but said.

"She is still as naive as before, and she trusts others so easily. If that Lomir betrayed her, wouldn't she be able to directly replace her as the god of the winged people? Why should you listen to her?"

"Without me, she really can't do anything!"

Mijina said: "However, Romir seems to be really preparing to become her throne."

When Miggina said this, the envy and longing in her eyes were real, so strong and irrepressible.

she murmured.

"What exactly does a person have to do to make another person a god just to become her god seat?"

"Pay all the price just to make her achievements higher?"

"In the records of my ancestors, she is also such a holy and trustworthy person. She is the king of angels that makes people look forward to. Everyone follows her and will never leave."

"Does... such a person really exist?"

However, Melder was noncommittal.

When Mijina left, Melder suddenly asked.

"Who are you representing?"

"Is it Naproses, or him and our master."

Mijina left without saying a word.

The King of Lust watched Mijina leave, and stood there with a cold snort.

"One by one?"

"I want to say that I want them all?"

Meld turned around, she disappeared in the sea of ​​black mud in the blink of an eye, and returned to the palace.

She held the stick of primitive desire and looked at the statue, then lowered her head and said intoxicated and expectantly.

"Duma!"

"Our family will be together soon."

(End of this chapter)