I wore it after killing the God of Light

Li Mingguang looked at the short sword in his hand, saying that it was a sword, its length was actually only that small, and its existence was more similar to a dagger, with profound and complicated runes on the hilt, and it was bright when it came out of the sheath.

"I can't see anything unusual." He swung the short sword a few times, "It seems to be a very ordinary sword."

The only one who is not ordinary is you.

Fate thought to himself, but shook his head with his fingers up, "No, this is indeed a sword that can kill gods, but it can only be used by you. This is what makes this sword so special. It can only be held in your hand. In this case, the effect will only be produced when the object is a fragment of the Creator God."

Li Mingguang quietly listened to his explanation, then pointed to himself, "It must be me?"

He suddenly felt some great responsibility resting on his shoulders.

Of course, this sentence was a joke, he just didn't believe why it had to be himself.

"You crossed over for this."

Fate's next words stunned him for a moment, "There are countless planes in this world. When these planes add up, among countless lives, only you are the most special."

"You are a traveler from another world, you can kill them."

Li Ming's light sword hadn't been tied to his waist yet, and he still had the sword and sheath in his hand, and he couldn't help applauding for the fate's speech.

"Well said, keep bragging, and make up another reason why you killed the God of Life, maybe I can fully believe it."

At least he won't believe it until fate can reasonably explain how he killed Mete.

The mage was playing with the sword in his hand, while waiting for his answer, he was also thinking about the correctness of the creation myth.

The possibility that fate misled him from the beginning of the creation myth cannot be ruled out.

In order to create the world, Chuangshi God divided himself into two or more slices, known to have light and darkness.

Fate also said before that the Creator God himself had transformed into a certain race. Human beings are the creations of the gods after the War of Gods. They appeared relatively late, so they must be the first to rule out the possibility.

For the rest, he felt that the ones he could touch were either the race of "gods" or dragons.

But at present, it seems that there is no need for this race to appear for the time being, he only needs to solve those few slices.

Although there is no sufficient evidence, he has every reason to suspect that fate is also one of the slices.

Not all intuitive.

Destiny knows so much, but has never stated its own position, which is very doubtful in itself.

"I don't really kill him, he can only be counted as part of the power of the God of Light." Fate explained, "As long as his godhead is put into someone or something, he will be revived."

"As long as the God of Light dies, this power will dissipate by itself, so don't worry about it."

This answer is quite satisfactory and barely qualified.

After nodding to Him and expressing his tentative belief, Li Mingguang raised his eyes slightly, "About the sword in my hand, are you sure it really has that effect?"

He stopped his gaze on Fate's face, carefully observing his reaction.

Destiny didn't show any noteworthy expression changes, and it was still smiling as it was when he explained it before.

Even aware that he was looking at him, the smile on the face of the silver-haired god became even brighter.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to move closer to Li Mingguang, "I'm telling the truth, you are really unique."

It is because they are unique that they can kill them.

"Everyone is unique." Li Mingguang didn't eat sugar-coated bullets, and took his time. "If you want to cooperate smoothly, you might as well swear to me with your godhead and real name."

"For example, you swear that the effect of this sword is real, and I swear that I will trust you in this matter and act according to your instructions."

He was gambling, and the oath he swore on his side had loopholes—just because he followed the instructions of fate, it didn't mean he couldn't let other existences, such as the mages of the Council of Truth, do some tricks for him.

They are used to plastic in small things, but they will not be ambiguous in such big things.

He is used to exploiting loopholes in the rules, not only is he not guilty, he is even confident.

Why can't you be proud of taking advantage of the loopholes you can exploit.

"Do you dare to swear?" He tilted his head slightly, looking at fate with a provocative tone in his tone.

Destiny doesn't accept aggressive tactics, at least on the surface, and the smile on the corner of His mouth is only stronger, "As long as you dare, I will swear and make a contract with you."

Li Mingguang's eyes lit up, and he felt that there was something going on: "Then at the same time, it's more fair."

Fate smiled and nodded.

After he swore with his real name and made a contract with himself, Li Mingguang was completely relieved.

He now believed in the effect of the dagger in his hand.

But fate still can't believe it all.

He stopped playing with the dagger, put the sword back into the sheath, and pretended to hang it around his waist.

Fate is not looking at the sword, but at him.

Li Mingguang's palms were slightly sweaty.

The moment he swung the sword out of its sheath with his backhand, the boy unconsciously lowered his eyes, and also withdrew his panic.

This thing is too risky.

bang-

The sound of the scabbard falling to the ground was not crisp, but rather dull.

He aimed at the heart of fate.

Fate has already sworn, he can not doubt the effect of this sword.To confirm what kind of existence he is, just attack with a sword.

Ordinary fine iron swords can't hurt God at all, unless fate is also a slice.

Fate was stunned, but the sword didn't penetrate his heart, and even his clothes didn't get cut.

...it seems not.

Li Mingguang withdrew his sword calmly, feeling somewhat regretful, "I'm just trying, you don't mind?"

"...Of course I don't mind." Destiny smiled a little reluctantly, and took a few steps back, "Next time remember to say hello, even gods will be frightened."

It is the first time that fate has experienced the feeling of lifting a stone and hitting one's own foot.

"Properly train your courage." Li Mingguang said, "But since you can't help but scare me, I'll go. It just happens to be fine."

When he spoke, he kept staring at Fate, but Fate didn't respond, it seemed that it was really just wishful thinking.

He didn't bend down to pick up the scabbard that fell on the ground, but lazily waved his hands at the silver-haired god, turned around and walked out of the room without looking back.

"This scabbard is quite in the way, so I'll just leave it with you."

Before the voice fell, the person had already walked out of the room.

Destiny was still standing there, not moving.

He counted silently in his heart, and at about 60 o'clock, the door that was conveniently closed was opened again.

The mage who went back and forth was insincere, and said apologetically: "Since I frightened you, let me say sorry first, and I will pay attention next time."

After all, there was no sign of repentance in the tone of voice, and a pair of eyes were still looking inside.

Destiny tried his best to put on his usual look, and lowered his shoulders at him, exhaling in pain.

"—I guessed it would be like this, little heartless, just treat me like this."

Fortunately, he controlled his emotions very well and did not reveal his secrets.

"I'm familiar with you, let's go."

An understatement and a stroke.

Not finding any abnormalities in this carbine, Li Mingguang turned around and left.

After confirming that he really left this time, Destiny hissed and walked back to the throne slowly, clutching his heart.

Facing the empty kingdom of God, he couldn't help but smile wryly in a low voice.

This is really...

Ask yourself for trouble.

He thought he was sure of winning, so he relaxed his guard too early, and didn't notice the trap he stepped on.

It's really ruthless, just stab it if you say it.

If he hadn't reacted in a timely manner, moved a little, and quickly paused time after the mage succeeded, pretending that nothing happened, he might have just folded here and become the funniest controller.

It turns out that there are indeed developments that even fate can't predict.

He let go of the hand covering his chest, and removed the disguise just now.

The golden divine blood was still bubbling out, and it couldn't be stopped at all.

The godhead is usually in the heart, and the short sword pierced into his godhead just a little bit.

If he really stabbed in, he would probably die.

That sword is indeed an ordinary short sword, but it is a sharp weapon pierced by the hand of a mage.

Only a sword from a lover can kill him.

This is the rule.

Fate can only take it as a careless lesson.

However, at least before the injury healed, he probably didn't dare to tease the fox's tail for a while, for fear of being bitten.

After leaving the Divine Kingdom of Destiny, Li Mingguang did not stay in other planes, but directly returned to the Emerald Capital.

At that time, he felt as if he had been stabbed by something, so he doubted his fate, but judging from the return of the carbine and a series of reactions, it was obvious that it was just his illusion.

At that time, my nerves were tense and I was a little flustered, and a slight overreaction seemed normal.

But this matter is over for the time being, if fate really has any secrets, sooner or later it will be unable to hide and show its feet.

He has to go back.

Ta Ling sent a message not long ago, saying that there is something wrong with the Dragon Clan. The communication that might have lasted for a month ended early and left the central city in a hurry.

Li Mingguang has not forgotten that there is an account that he has not settled with it.

If the other members were not present and did not participate in it, he could let it go.But Truth, Deep Water, and Zi, plus Ta Ling, none of them can escape.

There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings.If you don't give them some color, you really think of yourself as the bottom of the food chain.

The bottom of the food chain must be Thorium, he wants to re-establish his authority!

It was night when we left the Emerald City, and it happened to be a sunny afternoon when we came back.

Without staying in other places, he greeted Ta Ling, sent messages to Zi and Shen Shui, and went straight to the Council of Truth.

Don't even think about it, the truth must still be working overtime.

By the time he arrived at the Council of Truth with the tower spirit in one hand, Deep Water and Zi had already arrived.

It's still a face.

Including him, there are only nine people in the Council of Truth, which is barely half of them now.

A meeting is not just about looking for a place to design. Li Mingguang couldn't find where to sit, so he just made a small folding stool for himself.

He commanded the folding stool to drift all the way, and he himself ran to the edge of the desk of truth, motioning him to squeeze in.

The desk is big enough for two people not to be too obtrusive.

Seeing that the Master was just going to sit like this, without any intention of leaving, Truth felt a little helpless.

He took the initiative to stand up from the speaker's position, sighed, "You sit here first."

After speaking, he walked directly to Thorium's seat, rolled up the messy ink and manuscript paper on the table, and swept it to the side where the garbage was placed.

After clearing one table completely, Shi Shi sat down, "I'll just stay here for now."

Thorium might cry when he comes back.

However, Li Mingguang felt that he should have similar mental preparations, and this was not the first time this kind of thing happened.

Sleeping overtime and playing Thorium.

The so-called Association of Truth everyday.

Sitting in the chair of the council and watching other people at the forefront feels quite good.

Li Mingguang coughed, and threw the tower spirit towards his lower left, towards the direction of truth.

The mastermind and the accomplices are here, and the trial is now ready.

He's going to strike hard.

"The previous accident is not counted. Let's talk about the ashes first. Who came up with this wicked idea?"

He glanced around, but no one answered.

He knocked on the table vigorously, and he reminded: "Thorium said that he won't be back in a short time, I asked before."

It is impossible for the scapegoat to come, and the only option waiting for them is to plead guilty and submit to the law.

"If you don't admit it, I will never come back in the future. This approach is really sad. I feel that there is no trust between us."

Li Mingguang opened his eyes and talked nonsense, grabbed the emotional cards in his hand and played casually.

If he was sad because of this shit, he would have died of depression long ago.

He just wanted to regain his authority, and by the way, teach these people a lesson so that they don't go too far.

Losing the vest face to face, the embarrassment is small, and the bad consequences are really big.

"Trust is the basis for people to communicate with each other." He emphasized, "If it's just an ordinary exhibition, you can talk to me carefully, and I will not agree to it if you try it a few more times?"

"It is true that there are not so many battles now, but if you are in the period of resistance, what is the essential difference between your actions and betraying your companions?"

Wiping away the non-existent tears, Li Mingguang asked and answered himself, thinking that the difference was huge.

Who made him often bully Thorium by not doing good things in the past.

Mages are a very strange group. Unless some bottom line is really touched, otherwise, it is almost impossible to see them repent.

However, the mage's bottom line is also strange, if you don't say it, others may never know it.

For mages, it is necessary to respect each other under the premise of leaving a bottom line.

Just like Thorium's bottom line is personal ability.Bullying is one thing, what is left to him is still left to him.

No one will question his existence just because he is at the bottom of the food chain.

Li Mingguang's bottom line is not this, it is just for convenience and to teach them a lesson.

In fact, his bottom line is almost zero in most cases, but sometimes he seems too clean in some aspects, and he is not easy to define himself.

Compared with his methodical, slowly tapping the table with his hands, only the truth in the audience is still calm.

Zi's ​​gaze couldn't help but wander, and Shen Shui was not much better.

Li Mingguang and the truth looked at each other with a blank expression, emphasizing once again that he was really angry and sad.

Truth was defeated, and buzzed her lips: "Okay...it is indeed my approval."

"My suggestion." Zi added in a low voice.

Shen Shui sighed, followed closely: "I contacted Ta Ling."

Of course Taling had nothing to say.

From the moment I brought it over, it has been pretending to be dead.

Li Mingguang is quite satisfied with this result, it seems that he is not so imposing.

"If you are angry because of this, we can apologize." Truth said, and then asked back, "But it's really just because of this?"

"Of course it's because of this, otherwise it's because of something else." Li Mingguang replied immediately, "It's not like you don't know how much trouble is behind the identity of Shuanghuo."

The memorial is organized in the name of the Masters Association.

The items on display are fine, but if you get out the ashes, don't you tell the whole plane that this place has a good relationship with Cang Xing, that is, the mage who has been inherited.

Each of them has lived for hundreds of years, so you can't weigh the pros and cons?

Not to mention that this incident directly caused him to lose his horse.

He thought that the truth would be the first to answer, after all, he was the one who asked the question, but it turned out that Zi, who has always been relatively silent, spoke.

"But we're not afraid of trouble."

She never spoke fast, but this time she was a little anxious, "Whether it's before or now, we won't bother you because of what you said..."

Li Mingguang raised his hand, motioning for her to stop.

The petite mage opened his mouth, his face flushed suddenly, and he silently lowered his head.

Shen Shui, who was sitting beside her, touched her head.

She had wanted to speak for a long time, but the truth didn't let her speak, so she could only use such actions to relieve her inner anxiety.

"It has nothing to do with your choice to defend me."

Li Mingguang was quite indifferent, "You don't think it will be a big deal, and things that I really don't mind too much may cause trouble, that's what I want to say."

"It's not just my personal trouble." He thought for a while and added this sentence.

Originally, the idea was only to let them admit their mistakes and to establish authority by the way.But since Truth asks that way, he doesn't mind treating it like a meeting and saying a little more.

Li Mingguang sighed.

"Maybe I left too early, so that when you saw me, you hadn't completely come out of your past mentality."

"The development of the Emerald City, the mages in the central city... these are what you have to consider now. To put it bluntly, the overall situation is the most important thing."

"I'm done talking."

Li Mingguang got up, hooked his hands at Truth, and prepared to return the seat to him.

Who would have thought that before the start of this meeting, he would still be joking?

It's just that he habitually diverted a few more words, and he didn't want to make it so serious.

The mess is handed over to the truth, and he doesn't care.

After picking up the cat and walking to Thorium's place, Li Mingguang motioned for Truth to make way for him.

After Truth stood up, he sat down with the cat in his arms, and rolled the things Thorium hid in the pocket of the table into the debris pile.

"But I have something wrong." He thought for a while, "If I had explained it right after I got back, I wouldn't have had so much trouble."

"Or hold a meeting before leaving."

Truth paused as he walked towards the speaker's table, he turned around and shook his head at the mage, "No, it's just that we are not capable enough."

Li Mingguang: ...

He wanted to pinch the truth by the neck and shake it vigorously to wake up the former deputy speaker.

What a dead end behavior this is.

Li Mingguang simply asked him to stand aside, and then sat on the speaker's seat again, "I would venture to ask, do you still have such thoughts up to now?"

"For example, if I was strong enough at the time, I wouldn't run away. For example, if I stayed, what would happen now..."

Unanimous silence.

Li Mingguang suffocated and rolled his eyes, "Excuse me, are you 20-year-old boys?"

Although he is not much better, but at least he is better than the few present here.

"When I first came back, I didn't remember what the truth is." He used himself as an example, "But after I came back, I didn't know what I should know?"

"I am so relieved of you, you should also be relieved of me."

After a while, Truth opened his mouth slowly, his complexion not very good: "...I don't remember what I look like?"

Li Mingguang followed his words and said, "Yeah, I still missed that sorcerer so blind..."

The tower spirit pretending to be dead in Wo's arms suddenly struggled violently, he quickly pressed it down, and later realized that he had indeed said something terrible.

But it was too late.

"No, let me explain the truth, because I have been away for too long, and it is normal to not remember it for a while...I promise that the time I spent here is the most unforgettable memory in my life."

While complaining in his heart that Ta Ling's reminder was not timely, he hurriedly explained, "I remembered your face immediately after seeing your face! I haven't forgotten!"

"I remember everything you like—"

He thought that the truth would be angry, and when the truth was angry, it was a smiling tiger that ate people without spit out bones, and it bit him especially fiercely when it caught him.

But I've said everything that needs to be said before, and the prestige has been recovered so much, it's not a failure.

However, it does not.

Truth just sighed, without any intention of fussing.

He looked up and saw that it was completely dark.

"Go out and have a look." He took the initiative to invite, stepped forward to open the door, and walked out first, "It's really inappropriate to talk about this now, let's go for a walk and relax."

Shen Shui and Zi exchanged a look, got up from their seats, and followed the footsteps of truth.

Li Mingguang hugged Ta Ling and chased after him. He asked Ta Ling if there was something wrong with the little traitor, but Ta Ling refused to say.

"It's really just a walk! They must have been frightened by you just now!"

Li Mingguang believed it was a ghost.

But I don't know if it's his illusion, there are too many people on the street today.

Truth did not talk about the previous topic again, but chatted about the development of Central City one after another. Sham Shui also took the initiative to talk about a lot of interesting things about the Mage Association, and Zi occasionally echoed it.

Li Mingguang didn't see anything unusual.

They used to go out for walks together, but back then they talked more about life plans and aspirations and things like that.

At that time, no one could have predicted it now.

If I remember correctly, he didn't seem to say anything about everyone's hard work after he came back... Seems a bit scumbag?

It is rare for a mage to discover with conscience, or to say self-reflection, that they have stopped walking the truth that was ahead.

"Time is up."

He spoke suddenly.

Li Mingguang heard the sound and subconsciously looked up at him.

Before they knew it, they had already reached the experimental area.

It was cloudy during the day, and there were no stars at night, so the night looked extraordinarily dark.

But there is still light.

First a light came on, then a building, and then the entire city model.

...No, if I remember correctly, his idea of ​​the generator has only been proposed a few days ago, right?Why did it come out now?

This efficiency was so frighteningly fast that Li Mingguang was taken aback.

He couldn't help but plucked a pinch of Ta Ling's hair, "...Does it hurt you?"

The author has something to say: Those who deceive others will always be deceived, and their fate will be buried with glory.

Tarling:? ? ?

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Then I saw what was said in the comments, so let me repeat. Regarding the Emerald City and the Mage, the plot is completely in accordance with the written outline, and it has a lot to do with the subsequent development.

The mages in the setting are very strange kind of people. As emphasized in the previous article, the relationship between them is more like the way of getting along with Yin and the wig in Yin Fuck.

I haven't mastered the rhythm and multiple perspectives very well. Sometimes I am worried that I will appear watery and long-winded when I explain too much. In addition, there are only so many words that can be typed every day, so I can't explain them all in one go.

Let's lie flat first_(:з」∠)_

Then I saw how the main character is doing... well.

The tone of the article is light and simple. When the protagonist brags about himself, he is usually pretending to be aggressive or on the road of being hard-working. Most of them are for entertainment and adjustment.

As for the routine...lose, win or run away, other than these three, I can only think of one shot to solve the problem.

But here is Jinjiang(

Can't pull a table to sit down and negotiate x