After transmigrating into a god, I saved the tyrant who destroyed the world

Esiris is obviously extremely bad at dealing with people like Avery.

Specifically refers to: Everything is done in a hurry, unpredictable actions, and often engage in surprise attacks.

Time flew by as the red-haired boy couldn't stop chattering.

As a side effect, the underground tunnel dug by the furry monsters should be very long, but it doesn't seem to take long to go through it to the end.

It is said to be underground, but the land here is ice, even if there is light, it is still a gloomy blue.

This somewhat concealed the poor spirit of Isiris.

Avery, on the other hand, seemed to be very energetic, and the huge light source that appeared in the world of a repressed man's mind was more than twice as bright, which was probably one of the main reasons why the man seemed to have long-term insomnia.

In fact, his spirit was very anxious. It seemed that Feier had disappeared completely, but he couldn't relax until he reached a place where safety could be guaranteed.

It is indeed tiring, physically and mentally.

However, with the presence of a companion who he considered to be in need of "care", Avery had to cheer himself up.

Isiris was executed first and then became seriously ill. Now that he has been smashed into a fool, he still has to flee with him...

Besides him who is inexplicably responsible, how could there be a god (the reincarnation) who is so unlucky?

Sympathy for each other, brothers and sisters!

Avery had already regarded Esiris as a true comrade in arms, and he would never abandon the hapless man until he returned to normal.

The outlook looks dark, but not completely dark.

At least he has now shaken off the giant dragon that was about to send him to execution. If there is a reminder to help him, there are more divine beasts that don't seem too strong or useful...

Forget it, forget it, you should be happy if you can survive, and think about troublesome things later.

"Do not worry."

Pressing the "gift" from Esiris to his chest, Avery held on to his eyelids covered with superglue, as if he had received a token of great [friendship], his eyes sparkled, and his words clanged: "We will definitely Have a happy tomorrow!"

The background is a flash of light that radiates all over the place. If it can be materialized, the entire narrow blue tunnel will be swallowed up by the white light.

Then, without waiting for the arrogant man who was suddenly thrown in the face to reply.

The red-haired boy straddling the furry monster's head began to peck at the rice, and fell asleep so passionately.

He lay face down in the soft fur of the monster, and his sleeping appearance was very dishonest.

As if dreaming of a very bright future, the boy hummed happily, his arms kept shaking.

But even so, the hand that was holding the black withered flowers was still tightly squeezed and did not let go.

Esiris: "..."

I want to be angry, but I can't get angry for no reason.If you want to blacken, your mood will suddenly improve at critical moments.

So far without insanity, this man is truly tenacious.

Only when the young man calmed down and stopped giving him unstoppable temptations with his voice and smile, could Isiris regain his senses and return to his cold appearance of being unmoved by everything.

"I must know why, in your eyes, you can't find any falsehood."

"Unreserved kindness to a man whom I met for the first time and who has no memory. Heh, is it possible?"

There has to be a reason.

He'll look straight at him until he finds it.

Because the boy fell asleep irresponsibly, Isiris didn't need to maintain the subconscious disguise.

He didn't really understand why he wanted to hide.

call--

In a dark place far deeper than imagined, a bone-chilling cold wind blew strangely.

Where the wind blows, the icy tunnel that faintly exudes a glimmer of light changes color, and all the changes happen silently.

The world is completely dark.

Countless black lines converged into the thick darkness here, and they were flowing, more like a long river running through the four directions than the constant shadows throughout the year.

There are also "things" that I don't know whether to use living beings or other words to describe them, and they are constantly filling up this "river".

The figure of the furry monster quietly disappeared the moment Avery closed his eyes.

The black-haired man picked up the boy, and only the two of them walked slowly on this long river that ordinary people couldn't touch.

Because the sun is here, although it is still dark here, it is not as cold as normal.

The "things" of the river scrambled to get closer, and were afraid of the man's existence, so they could only gaze longingly through invisible eyes.

"Well……"

Avery seemed to have noticed something, and his brows frowned slightly.

Esiris also frowned, and the next moment, he clasped the boy even tighter in his arms, leaving no gaps.

All "things" that wanted to get close to their intentions were ruthlessly pushed into the bottom of the river, unable to get up.

Like a lonely and arrogant person who came to his own territory... no, a narrow-minded monarch, Esiris' black eyes covered nothingness.

I don't know why he was able to come here, but he was indeed here.

He doesn't know who he is, but he can indeed command everything in the "river".

The speed of strength recovery has accelerated, which should have made Isiris feel relaxed, but the result is still almost the same as before.

His heart - or where it was located - was always throbbing.

The more the lost strength comes back, the more it hurts there.

"It's still because of you."

"Forget it, I'll always know."

He said to the boy who was comfortably curled up in his arms.

Keep going.

The "river" hidden deep under the ice layer is exactly the river Styx that freezes the dead souls who have nowhere to return.

The Styx, which is connected to each other like a spider, only unfreezes tens of millions of bars, and a terrifying number of dead spirits wake up.

Only a very small number of desperate souls have received God's mercy and returned to the earth.

The rest of them sink and float quietly in the "river".

With prayers for redemption and almost crazy belief, he watched the gods who were greedily monopolized by the shadow go away.

[The master of Ming...and...Master Ai...please save us...please save us! 】

[How can a world without you (sunshine) endure. 】

Daoguang suddenly appeared in the darkness.

——Finally, the eyes suddenly opened up.

"..."

Xu Shi daydreamed and night dreamed, but Avery actually had a nightmare.

In the dream, he ran to a ghostly place like a refrigerator, and within a few seconds he was shivering from the cold.

Just when he was about to freeze to death, he found a hot water bottle in a daze. The hot water bottle was quite big, taller than everyone else.

"It's saved!"

Shouting with joy, Avery hugged the giant hot water bottle and rubbed his face from head to tail contentedly.

Very warm, the only problem is that the hot water bottle is extremely uncooperative.

To use Ellie's magical analogy as an example, it is like a shy and beautiful girl who has been harassed brutally. She is about to explode on the spot when she rubs down, and she would rather die than surrender, desperately pulling him out who took the initiative to pull up.

"Stingy, aren't you a hot water bottle, rubbing can hurt you!"

Avery was angry, and if he didn't rub him, he would rub him.

The beautiful hair of the hot water bottle is smoother than satin when rubbed against it, and it can still smell a rather cool fragrance. Allie is very satisfied. The hot water bottle with long black and shiny hair is about to be bald by him——

...Wait, where did the hot water bottle get the hair from? !

It was such a huge sense of horror that woke him up from the nightmare.

After waking up, he remained quiet for quite a while.

But the good times don't last long.

"Where is this? Am I still dreaming?"

"..."

"Well, your hair is so messy. Oh! Sure enough, you can't do it without me. I can't help it. Come, let me comb it for you."

Esiris: "..."

"Humph!"

He snorted.

It turned out to be "huh!", with an exclamation point!

After waking up, Avery found that he and Isiris had come to a strange city, and Isiris refused to talk to him for some reason.

[The reincarnation of the Lord of the Underworld is now super-angry. 】

Eli: "Why?!"

[However, he was suddenly very satisfied with the hair that he disliked very much. 】

Eli: "?"

This man is so weird!

*****

Raphael is a rare bustling city in the Ortelis Kingdom.

There are two cities separated from the border with harsh environment. From the barren ice sheet to the rolling mountains, the city is built in the middle of the mountains.

There are high mountains covered with snow all year round as a barrier to block the cold wind coming and going, and the beast horde that would attack humans madly every early spring is also blocked outside, fully guaranteeing safety.

The ice fields beyond the mountains are rich in high-quality ice marrow crystals, and they can be piled up if you dig them.

That is an important source of energy for today's human beings to resist the cold in addition to beliefs.One ice marrow crystal can support magic devices with different functions to run for several days, which is convenient and fast. After all, not everyone can use magic.

In this way, the army responsible for transporting ice marrow crystals, the businessmen who are desperate for profit, the adventurers who want to try their luck in the wild... so many people come to Rafael every year.

The locals have nothing to do except selling things as a courtesy, and they are not short of money at all, and their lives are better than those of residents in many inland cities.

Perhaps because they were too bored, they spontaneously cultivated a common hobby: divination.

"When the weather is better, new faces come and go in the city, almost taking up our space, so we can only sit at home. In winter, it's freezing cold, so we can only sit at home. Why, it's like this Can't people chat anymore?"

These words sound reasonable, but the fact is just the opposite. At certain moments, the people of the City of Hexagrams are so eager to discuss novel events that they can resist the severe cold.

Just like the last few days.

Not only did people come to Rafael again—tsk, who would like to waste saliva on such an ordinary thing?

A lot of strange things and big things happened, and they happened to happen, and they spread all over the city in an instant, and they were sorry for the famous title of the people of the hexagrams.

"It seems that something big happened to Gretel. The God of Light responded to the prayer of an envoy and sent a miracle!"

"Have you heard of it! The Amilk Icefield, which is more terrifying than the devil, shrank in a big circle overnight, and it is full of strange... plant-like things? Looking west from our place, you can see everything You can barely see it."

"What, what? Holy Son—our honorable Holy Son, actually wants to inspect the next city that is so poor that monsters don't even bother to go! Damn it, those lucky poor people."

"I heard that it was because a young girl caused a miracle in the square in front of the temple. The priests said that she is the saint who carries the will of the god... Has this matter been said before? Ah? No Same thing?"

Noisy and non-stop talking, wherever you go you can see people chatting passionately against the cold wind, it is simply very lively.

However, it looks messy, but the focus is actually quite unified.

His Highness the Holy Son—as the name suggests, is the Holy Son chosen by the God of Light. His Highness the Holy Son of Light is the only candidate for the Pope and the spokesperson of God in the future.

He is the darling of the element of light. Looking at the entire continent, he could not find a second genius. The first time he prayed to the gods when he was a child, he attracted an unprecedented miracle, and was admitted to the Temple of Light that everyone admired.

Not only is he accomplished in magic, but His Royal Highness's swordsmanship ability also makes him the chief of the Holy Knights.

Gentle as a breeze, handsome as a perfect sculpture, benevolent as a ray of God...

"Lanias", this is the name of the Holy Son of Light.

It is also the name of the main character in Lord of Light.