I'm a God of Evil in Tokyo

For her now, death may not be more terrifying than living and suffering.

"So it is!"

Bai Ge let out a long sigh, and gently stroked the remnant of the taboo scriptures in his arms with his right hand, with unconcealable banter in his eyes, pointing out something.

"Since Miss Hela doesn't care about the curse on her face so much, then I don't need to spend my time trying to help Miss Hela lift the curse."

Hela keenly grasped the key information in Baige's words, and couldn't help but ask.

"What is this curse you speak of?"

"Miss Hella, don't you know what's on your face?"

While Bai Ge was talking, a silver compound eye on the fragment of the Taboo Book in his hand suddenly expanded, and the eyes instantly occupied the entire cover of the Taboo Book.

The spherical arc of the silver-white compound eyes gradually flattened, and silver filled every corner of the cover, turning the Taboo Scripture into a mirror reflecting silver light.

In this weird mirror, Hela saw a picture she hadn't seen for a long time.

Under the disgusting tumor, a pale to bloodless face met her eyes, and the other person in the mirror was doing exactly the same movements as her when the eyes were deflected.

Seeing this familiar face again, Hila's originally dead heart has been quietly awakened.

The bandage that bound the wrist fell off without a sound, and Heila stretched out his trembling palm to caress his cheek, but all he touched was a disgusting and slippery touch.

The gap between the mirror and reality brought Hella back to reality.

The face in the silver mirror was still so clear. The palm touched the cheek that should have been fair and delicate. The tactile contrast made Hela subconsciously think of the twisted and hideous sarcoma, and her stomach suddenly churns.

But fortunately, this kind of disgusting thing has been experienced a lot, and Hela quickly adapted to it.

Looking at Baige holding the silver mirror again, Hela saw that the deep eyes were full of teasing and pity.

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Faced with such a situation, even Hela, who had always been indifferent, couldn't help feeling angry.

"My lord has great strength and can kill you, but there is no need to use this to tease an ordinary person like me?"

"Oh?"

The playfulness and pity in Bai Ge's eyes remained undiminished, and he said with a soft sigh.

"Is it really just a joke?"

The angry expression on Hela's face froze slightly.

She could feel that there was no lie in Baige's tone.

She was completely new to Bai Ge in front of her. If it was to punish her for offending Bai Ge before, there was no need to spend so much time creating illusions to tease her.

Whether it's life and death threats or painful means of torture, it should be more effective than provoking her anger.

"There is a saying that seeing is believing, but when you are weak to a certain extent, what you see with your eyes and what you touch with your palms may not be real."

Baige's index finger lightly tapped the silver-white mirror, and the image reflected in the mirror changed again.

Hela, who kept her beautiful face in the mirror, began to stretch out distorted patterns between her eyebrows, completely covering Hela's face like a piece of incomplete spider web.

Even though it was just a pattern, Hela felt a clear sense of separation from the patterns. Against the backdrop of the patterns, her delicate face looked like exquisite porcelain that was on the verge of breaking.

After the pattern covered the face, a layer of sarcoma, which seemed to be constructed of flesh and fascia, began to grow on Hela's face, and the illusory outline replaced the original real face.

Until the end of the picture change, the delicate face completely occupied by the pattern has been covered by the illusory sarcoma, and the twisted and disgusting sarcoma has replaced the exquisite face hidden under the appearance.

"what is this?"

Hela finally murmured softly unconsciously, her pair of beautiful ruby-like eyes fixed on the reflection on the silver mirror, as if she was afraid of missing an important detail in a momentary trance.

"It may be true, or it may be just what the fantasies you harbor wish to see."

"Whether it's true or not depends on your attitude!"

Bai Ge's tone was leisurely, and a mysterious aura lingered around him, as if echoing the unknown darkness.

With an inscrutable expression on his face, Bai Ge smiled unabated.

"Whether it's true or not, does it really matter?"

Baige knew very well that Hela had already lost hope in life because of the existence of the curse.

Simple hero saving the beauty or lifting the curse to grant favor may not have the desired effect.

The former cannot fundamentally change Hela's mentality, and the latter is too easy to obtain, which will make Hela not care about its preciousness.

Therefore, Bai Ge decided not to help Hela get in touch with the disgusting curse for the time being, but chose to plant a seed of hope in Hela's heart.

If Hela really had resentment and hope for what she had experienced, then she should have stood up to resist after suffering.

Even if Baige only gave a glimmer of uncertain hope, it was enough to seize the opportunity for the already desperate Hela.

But if there is no such will, then there is absolutely no need for Baige to choose to train Hela.

The reason why he took a fancy to Hela, besides the white hair that suits his taste, the most important thing is that Hela can draw something that interests him, and these things are not irreplaceable.

Hela really doesn't need to force Baige if the mud can't support the wall.

To Baige's relief, the worst scenario he expected did not happen.

After Bai Pavilion uttered those cryptic hints, Hela returned to her senses from the reflection of the silver-white mirror, and stared directly at Bai Pavilion with wine-red eyes.

"So, what's the price?"

Hella's tone carried a firmness she had never shown before.

Bai Ge smiled, and lightly touched the silver-white mirror with his index finger, the silver-white compound eyes occupying the entire remnant of the taboo scriptures shrank suddenly, returning to their original appearance.

Randomly flipping through a page, the aura around Baige began to change quietly.

Hela could clearly feel that the wailing crowd below the bone altar seemed to be gradually moving away from the altar, and an invisible dividing line separated the altar from the surrounding world.

The darkness surged, and the White Pavilion standing on the altar recited unknown words softly. The plain voice seemed to be linked to the unknown existence in the dark depths around it, and the whole space trembled.

Accompanied by the recitation of the sentence, there seemed to be a human-shaped creature born in the darkness. These creatures built the world in the chaotic darkness, and they could do anything by picking the stars and the sun.

The order and rules are rapidly improving, and those unknown humanoid creatures are also undergoing rapid evolution. In the blink of an eye, the entire dark space of unknown size is spread, and a complete world that seems to have opened up countless years is evolving at this moment.

Baige's chanting also came to an end at this moment, and the unknown sentences that were difficult for ordinary people to understand turned from vague to clear.

At the end of the sentence, Hela finally heard the only sentence she could understand after the chanting began.

"This is, the Myth of Destiny - "Book of the Dead Kingdom""

With the fall of Baige's voice, Hela only felt that the aura around Baige changed again, and a divine will was born from him.

The gorgeous cloud pattern on the black robe is gradually outlined, wearing a crown of twelve colored beads on the head, and wearing black gold cloud shoes.

The face under the crown of twelve glazed beads is not real, but the aura that looks like a saint descending into the world cannot be concealed.

A white jade staircase leading directly to the sky was formed at the foot of the White Pavilion, and the luxurious and majestic emperor in black robes slowly climbed up the ladder.

Every time he took a step, the dark brilliance around Baige became more intense, like a rising black sun.

However, in just a few steps, a round of black scorching sun swept across the sky, and the entire dark space revealed a deeper level of reality under the reflection of the black sun.

Everything manifested clearly in front of Hela, and the big black sun raised by the White Pavilion was erasing the last illusory trace of the dark space.

As the sight shifted, Hela only felt a sudden shaking of consciousness while the incomparably real world was being built, and then the sight extended from the world, revealing the scene outside the world.

It was an unknown existence crawling in the boundless chaos, and with Hela's ability, he couldn't even see the outline of the great existence in the boundless chaos.

Extending from the great existence itself, there are countless tentacles that fix the entire unstable chaotic space, like the luxuriant branches of the world tree that gave birth to the world in mythology.

At the top of each tentacle, a group of phantoms of light balls that either shine or dim change, evolving everything unknown.

Suddenly, a dark premonition came to Hela's mind, almost following the instinct of the premonition, Hela subconsciously looked at the insignificant one of the countless tentacles.

At the top of that tentacle, a ball of light that was so dim that it almost turned into the same color as the chaotic background trembled slightly, as if attracting her.

The moment Hela's eyes locked onto the light sphere, everything in front of her collapsed like a broken mirror.

Consciousness tumbling, Hela only felt the nausea that was almost comparable to her looking directly at her face surging in her mind.

Different from the physical disgust caused by the curse, this kind of nausea from the spiritual level is even more difficult for Hela to accept.

When her consciousness was hazy, Hela only felt something extra in her mind, and an unknown force drove her to recite the unknown inscription that suddenly appeared.

"The believer of life and death, the saint of great good and evil, the opponent under the destiny, the lord of the dead country——Hella!"

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The voice was inaudible at first, but as Hela recited, a vast will descended across the barriers of time and space, quietly echoing her recited words.

The overlapping voices continued to echo in this small space, and the faint reveals were as majestic and inviolable as the amnesty of heaven.

The invisible big hand used its finger as a pen, and in the rules of the embryonic form of the spirit world, left the insignificant imprint belonging to Hela.

Massive amounts of information surged from the spirit world along with spiritual fluctuations, filling this fragile body.

And among the information, a mythological tome called "Book of the Dead Kingdom" occupies the core of the information.

On the altar, Baige gently closed the remnant of the taboo scriptures in his hand.

After this incomplete book recited the temporarily compiled "Book of the Dead Country" in Baige, the number of pages that were originally thin increased by dozens of pages out of thin air.

Bai Ge watched the first law of mobilization wash Hela's body, prompting this fragile body to complete an extraordinary transformation, and a tinge of interest arose in his heart.

Hela is an interesting experiment for Baige.

Whether it is the so-called "Book of the Dead Kingdom", or the title of saint, they were all temporarily compiled by Baige after seeing the Reincarnation religion.

His strengthening of Hela was not as complicated as it appeared. He simply imprinted Hela's name on the first law of the spirit world, and used the first law of the spirit world to catalyze it.

The reason why those scenes and pictures are shown is purely to create the high style of Destiny Reincarnation.

There is nothing that can shock people's hearts, how can it be used as a church?

However, limited by the fact that Hela is just an ordinary person, the information revealed by Baige is only half-clawed. After all, if an ordinary person is qualified to look directly at the gods, no matter how high-quality the shape is, the impression after aftertaste All have to drop a lot.

Although the title of saint on Hela is not equivalent to the title of saint in the world, as the title recognized by the only true god, it still has a certain extraordinary meaning to a certain extent.