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Chapter 442 The Demon King Doesn’t Want to Work Anymore

Only look up, only look up!
Perhaps only the Lord of Eternal Night and the god whose whereabouts are uncertain can make this lunatic lower the arc of his chin a little bit, make her look straight at each other, and make her seriously interested.

She has the ability to come and go freely, and also has this terrifying deterrent power, which makes the Yongye fanatics who have been shrouded in robbed godheads feel fear and worship. It is a kind of fanatical pursuit of the strong and powerful.

They didn't know where she came from and where she was going, but the powerful power made them coveted and timid, and they couldn't help but be strongly attracted by that kind of confidence.

Otilia's expression changed, and she immediately thought of something, and waved her hand to block the angry gods of light. At this moment, she deeply realized that such gods do not belong to light and darkness, nor do they belong to a specific The presence.

She belongs to herself.

She is her own king, her own belief.

The gods of light turned their angry eyes to Ottilia, as if Ottilia was the fool who didn't know right from wrong and hid evil, so that the gods had no mercy at all, only the unbelievable anger of being betrayed.

"Hush." ​​Lucy, who was standing among the gods, blocked Ottilia's lips: "Don't provoke that lunatic who took the godhead at this time."

The Lord of Eternal Night, who was leaning on the king's seat, clearly felt the collapse of his faith. A smile appeared on his pale face for a moment, and his gaze depicted the charming side face of the blond god and the haughty expression. He couldn't help it. Laughed out loud.

This is the fox, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, and dares to run away without hesitation if he is teased.

The Lord of Light frowned slightly. He rubbed his fingers, and the white power seemed to sway at his fingertips, like the white anger of a god splitting from the sky. The Lord is also unstoppable.

"My brother." The Lord of Eternal Night was a little childishly proud: "It seems that this beautiful creation belongs to me in the end. Once she steps into the Land of Eternal Night, I will close the gate of the Land of Eternal Night."

Let her stay here, in the limited time, only him by her side.

It's wonderful, isn't it?
That proud Natia Vida is his prey, he will dress her in a long black dress, give her the whitest stalls, and make her a canary in the dark, who can only be held in the hands of the master , and then he took pity on the imprisoned bird, so that she could only lift her white chin to bear his strength and warm heart.

"She doesn't belong to you." The Lord of Light's steady tone began to be turbulent: "She doesn't have any beliefs, and she doesn't have any yearning."

The Lord of Light was not enraged, and he didn't know how he came up with the word enrage, but he clearly sensed that the invincible creation on that battlefield did not belong to any god, and even, she was his own god .

She was just expounding a fact, neither favoring darkness nor hating light, just a plain description.

She was just tired of staying, and wanted to change to a new darkness, to explore with great interest, instead of indulging in a cage made of emotions, even lightning could not cut off her wings, even if the wings were broken, she would She will use her body to move out of the confinement that does not belong to her.

(End of this chapter)