The game character has become my vest

The god sitting high above the clouds in the temple opened his eyes.

His usual calm state of mind was in turmoil at this moment.

The beloved Archangel has lost track in the world!

The so-called source of the world is not the real source.

That place is a land of mist abandoned by the gods.

The land of fog can barely balance light and darkness.

Whenever the world is extremely out of balance, the land of fog will swallow the light to maintain the precarious stability.

The god never thought that that place would swallow his powerful subordinates!

The gods were very angry.Even once wanted to destroy the land of fog.

But the land of mist is the will of the world, which has no position and will not be biased.It's just that at such moments, it indulges the dark side.

——Because of the imbalance of light and dark.

The serious injury and death of the son of the dark side further exacerbated the imbalance between light and darkness.What's more, the Archangel of the God of Light is close at hand!There is no reason why the world should not deprive Augus to restore balance.

But the God of Light lost the strongest Archangel, but still did not get rid of the Son of Darkness.

In the land of mist.

The thick black gathered together with all its strength and merged into the demon's body, slowly but effectively healing the fatal wound.

***

Mian woke up from the excruciating pain.

But even after waking up and returning to his body, the intense pain didn't fade away at all.

It was already dawn outside the rental house.Mian tried his best to get his phone to check the time...it was past eleven o'clock.

He missed the morning class.

I called his name several times in the group chat in the same dormitory on the mobile phone, asking why he didn't come to class, but the professor didn't call him back, and he was recorded as absent from class once.

Mian's face was as white as paper, and the cold sweat dripped like money.

With trembling hands, he reluctantly replied that he was sick, so there was no follow-up.

Mian, who was lying in the rental house, cried out in pain.

He grew up so big, except when he was a child, he didn't cry much.

But at this moment, my heart is heavy and my body is in great pain. The tears flow out like a faucet that has been turned on.

Mian buried his face in the pillow, enduring the pain after another.

He didn't have the strength to care about the things in the game anymore, and he didn't even know what happened in the game.

This time he came out of the game, it was more like he was kicked out forcibly, rather than him leaving voluntarily.

Maybe Dunn died after this time... the kind of real death.

In the afternoon, Mian's roommates all came to see him, and they were somewhat surprised to see him lying on the bed in pain, and apparently crying.

But the love of classmates is also revealed at this moment.

Mian only said that he had a stomachache and was determined not to go to the hospital, so they bought food and medicine for Mian and boiled hot water.

Seeing that Mian looked sleepy again, he gave a few more warnings before finally leaving.

After several people left, Mian tried his best to turn on the hibernating computer.

The game icon still exists, but it is dark after clicking on it, and there is no in-game screen.

Mi An's heart sank, lying in front of the computer and thinking.

But no matter what he thought, the thing didn't change.

Later, when it was getting dark, Mian set the alarm clock for midnight and fell asleep within a few seconds.

In the dark and sweet dreamland, Mian vaguely saw something.

It was a space where nothing existed yet.

Not black, not white.

A gray patch.

Light and darkness are bred in that gray, and then the gods come to the world, and there are all things in the world.

Mian opened his eyes and woke up to the sound of the alarm clock.

My heart is still hurting, even in my dreams, I am not stable.

The computer he was looking at...hasn't changed tonight.

***

The agency of supernatural beings cautiously welcomes a new "guest".

The new arrivals were very cooperative, and although there was some confusion on their expressions, there was a faint hint of anxiety.

After the supernatural person explained in detail the new world he came to, the first sentence of the "guest" was to ask when they could let him go back.

The supernatural being who entertained the new guests had a gentle voice and a kind attitude.Among them, if calculated according to the 95-point system, the reason for at least [-] points is because the person in front of him is really unable to show his vicious side.As for the remaining five points, it is because of the basic professional attitude.

The person in front of him has long golden hair and blue eyes.Those eyes are clear and bright, and the things reflected through those eyes seem to have been purified and baptized, and have been sublimated.And his face is even more indescribably beautiful, and all the words used to describe beauty seem to be able to describe his appearance.

It is the Creator's preference, a rare miracle in the world.

The only comparable...

The supernatural person suppressed irrelevant thoughts, and inevitably wanted to perform better in front of new guests, but he also revealed a bit of restraint: "It's not that we don't want to let you go back, but we have been passively accepting it so far... …Often come to this world, guests like you will spend their whole lives with us.”

The new guest blinked, his lips pursed.There was a bit of pain in his expression.

The supernatural person noticed that his hands on his legs were clenched tightly, and blood was even pinched from the palms of his hands!

"Wait, wait..." The supernatural person hastily reached out to break the new guest's hand.

However, he saw that the guest avoided his touch, and appeared directly in the corner of the room in the next second.

The supernatural person opened his mouth... He has a clearer and more straightforward understanding of the ability to move in space.

But after all, he was well-informed, so he quickly calmed down and withdrew his hand: "...How about arranging a separate room for you first? We will prepare clothes for you in this world, so you can sort them out first." Make up your mind?"

The supernatural person didn't come up with this idea suddenly, but from the very beginning, he felt that this guest probably needed to take a break.

After all, the new guest who appeared in front of them seemed to be in a bad mood and state.What made him even more curious were the hickey marks on the collarbone and the bite marks on the side of the neck.

Judging from the condition of the wound, the force used was not insignificant.

I really don't know what this person went through before time travel.

I can't imagine what kind of person can spend a night with him.

The supernatural person only listened to the new guest and said politely: "If you can, please."

The tone was polite and alienated, but his expression was still in a trance and restless.

The blond-haired Celestial Clan bit his lower lip, knowing that what he had to do now was to find a place where there was no one and try to get back.

He still has a lot to do...

—— Don't let Twain stay there alone.