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

Phil had a dream.

In the dream, he was a frail and sickly little ice dragon, with limp wings that could not be spread, and silvery white scales that were turning blue, quite unattractive.

The other little dragons don't play with him because he is too cold. All the dragons in the family are fire dragons, only he has the unprecedented ice attribute.

Fer seldom went out, and always lay listlessly at the door of the lair, staring at the sunlight falling on the tip of his nose in a daze.

He likes sunshine very much.

The sun has a warmth that is completely different from the coldness in his body, and when it shines on him, he will feel better.

He loves it—he loves the sun very much.

The sun is the most brilliant, but also the most gentle. It treats all creatures on the ground equally, and no one will abandon it.

The parents and the elders of the clan said: "Thanks to the care of that lord, Feier can grow so big. After all, alas, for thousands of years, only this ice dragon has been born in the Dragon Clan."

Fair doesn't like coldness, he likes warmth, and he wants to have the sun-like flames that all his race has.

One day, the young dragon ran out of the lair, desperately jumping on the ground, trying to fly to the sky, cross the rare black clouds, and go to a place where the sun can be seen.

But no matter how hard he struggled, his wings were still soft, and the young dragon was soaked by the rain, and collapsed in a pool of water where no one could see, dying.

At this time, a gentle voice came from above, and the gender was blurred, which only made the young dragon feel extremely pleasant: 【Whose little dragon is this?What's the matter, is there any trouble? 】

Fair refused to admit it stubbornly, but the owner of the voice smiled lightly, and his laughter is still deep in the heart of the reincarnated dragon.

[You are very sad, you can tell by looking at your eyes.Ah, I also understand your troubles, but there is nothing wrong with the unique ice, why must it become like the sun? 】

Phil insisted excitedly, because the sun is high, warm, always sunny, powerful and gentle!

[I can fulfill your wish, just. 】

The god with red hair and golden eyes came to him.

The young dragon couldn't hear his sigh because of the idiotic loss just seeing him.

——Even the sun is sometimes covered by clouds...

"Even the sun is so unlucky that it doesn't go well...why are you staring at me so disgustingly!"

Avery was alert, and if the dragon deliberately disgusted people, he would throw the torch in his hand at his face.

The situation is a bit odd.

Ever since he suddenly became hot-blooded that day and his acting skills were extraordinary, this dragon's nervousness has deepened.

Fair still doesn't like Avery very much, and there are a lot of words that dislike him.

But the big man kept staring at him with strange eyes.

His attitude towards him has subtly improved.

A few hours earlier, Avery had reluctantly listened to the prompts, and an argument had erupted with Phil over "carrying an irrelevant oil bottle on the road".

He was ready for a big fight and adapting to the situation, but this dragon——

"It's annoying, do whatever you want!"

He didn't pinch him irritably, but just dropped such an impatient sentence, and he compromised with an unhappy face!

The fighting boy, who was ready to go, retracted his claws angrily: "After the ball, I'm wilted."

God knows what's wrong with the giant dragon on the way with the two pendants, and when he threw them into the only cave on the vast snow mountain, his handsome face stretched longer than the snow mountain specialty hairy monster he encountered by chance.

After throwing it away, he ignored people and went to sleep with his arms folded. He woke up suddenly just now, with an even more smelly expression.

Ai Lixin said, didn't this ground dragon just know that his nature is not related to gentleness, so why should he be angry?

That is getting up gas.

"Did I wake you up? All right, I won't talk." The tone was very perfunctory.

Phil: "..."

He was awakened.

Dream and reality, two people who seemed impossible to overlap in his opinion, actually said similar words.

The body of the red-haired boy really belonged to the sun god, the dragon insisted, his soul was incomparable, his character had nothing in common with that adult, they couldn't be the same person...

but.

Where did the wonderful feeling of getting more and more familiar, and the majesty of God that I felt that day come from?

Phil ignored Avery's muttering, his heart trembling uncontrollably.

At this time, his fingertips were also trembling, and his eyes that fell on the young man unknowingly were far-reaching, tightly tightened, and refused to move away.

Fair finally began to try to get rid of prejudice and face up to the many doubts that existed in him.

Wherever that lord went, the darkness receded and the light shone brightly.

The red-haired boy can also bring light, and the ice that has not changed for thousands of years will melt because of him.

Although there is only a tiny bit of it, he can use the sun god's power as easily as breathing. The counterfeit who occupied the sun god's body in the past did not have this ability.

The most critical:

His light has temperature.

How cold the world will be ten thousand years later, as the price of betraying the gods, ignorant sentient beings lost the opportunity to get "warmth".

After waking up the memory of his previous life, Fer was especially unadapted to the current environment.

He has personally experienced the gentleness brought by the sun, but now he can only remember it from memory. As angry and sad as he is about this, he misses the sun so much.

'If it's really him...'

Fairy's red pupils trembled slightly in a daze, and he grabbed the red-haired boy impulsively, and got what he wanted most from him——

Avery (unaware): "Emma, ​​I managed to light the fire!"

Phil: "..."

Only then did the dragon notice that the cave in the snow mountain where the three of them stayed together was covered with snow outside the cave entrance, but the dark cave walls were stained with orange.

Avery fends for himself while he sleeps, building a small bonfire.

He ran outside alone to pick up the firewood. After a long time of digging, he found a few logs from under the ice that had melted more than ten meters deep, and they were still usable after being dried by hand.

Neither he nor Feier were afraid of the low temperature, but looking at the black-haired man who was forced onto the road by him, he seemed quite afraid of the cold.

The wounds all over the man's body disappeared inexplicably, but he just didn't wake up.

fair enough.

Avery successfully hooked up with the villain BOSS, but he was basically performing the whole process, and the BOSS didn't even say a word to him.

Now even people have been abducted by him, if he wakes up, he still doesn't know how to explain it - it's so troublesome, so let's continue to sleep!

Before leaving Gretel City, the man was taken care of by the terrified residents Haosheng. He was washed and changed his clothes.

At this time, he leaned against the cave wall with a pale complexion, his eyes were closed, and his untrimmed black hair was a little messy on his shoulders.

—Sleeping Beauty herself.

There is no derogatory meaning, it is admiration from the heart.

Avery is used to seeing Shuaibi dragon and his current face, but he was still shocked when he saw the reincarnated face of Hades.

The man also has western-style deep facial features, but every part is just right and exquisite, the lips are light in color, resembling a traditional oil painting, and the paleness adds a bit of surprise.

Poor, looks like a sick and beautiful man who was kidnapped as a hostage by people with bad intentions... The truth is almost the same? !

Avery's mouth twitched slightly, and he quietly moved the fire to where the man was.

Then because of the quarrel with the dragon, he accidentally removed the flame.

"The wood is almost gone!"

"What kind of wood... What kind of fool are you, you can't use magic!"

"I'm sorry, but I won't. Why are you staring at me again, ah! This poor man, I'm really worried about leaving him in that city. Taking him to the next city to settle down will make him suffer again, woohoo, I just want to help as much as I can on my way to death, I'm so sad."

"Damn pretending again, disgusting guy—huh!"

Phil's attitude towards Avery was erratic, and it was especially strange just now, staring at him made his skin crawl, and quickly made him angry.

Long didn't want to talk to him anymore, he said he would dare to do it next time, when sleepiness hit him.

"Beforehand, I also have the urge to wake up."

After finishing speaking, Eli wrapped himself tightly in the fluffy robe prepared by Fell, curled up in a corner, and fell asleep after a while.

His attitude wasn't great either.

Fair cursed secretly: "Hypocrisy! Rude! Compared with that grown-up, it's simply—"

The ending sound of "heaven and earth" could not be uttered, and Fer was inexplicably unable to say it.

Doubt was mixed with irreversible proofs, and he panicked.

Messy thoughts came one after another, recalling the extremely gentle God in memory, and remembering that he was framed and his soul went to nowhere, Phil's heart hurt like a knife.

He was reincarnated once, and his love for him was still so humble that he didn't dare to mention it. He only dared to think that he would do anything for him to come back.

He absolutely didn't want to hurt him, but this human being who was familiar to him but whose identity he couldn't confirm...

Avery was in a deep sleep, his head buried in his robe, and only a little redness could be seen.

Feier took a deep breath silently, his face regained his composure, and he didn't intend to wake him up.

Taking advantage of this moment, the dragon's red eyes flickered with dark light.

He has other things to do.

"Put it on again, and you will turn into ashes now."

The cold voice fell.

The individual slowly opened his eyes.