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

Because of the brain fever, I found an excuse to rush out, and now I really regret it.

"I understand why the silly dragon came out to wake up his head."

Even if the clothes of a true brave man are thin, people will be fooled, but they are absolutely strong, comparable to a red pocket steel plate.

The flames burning on his body were extinguished desolately, and the young man with a piece of trousers missing was standing with his arms folded, standing in the blinding wind and snow, with a solemn expression like a sculpture.

His red hair fluttered wildly, pasting his face from time to time, and by the way, he forcibly created more than a few dull hairs.

"Going back would make it look like I was getting cold feet—was there any? Was there any? Of course not!"

"That's right! I'm a cheater, relying on the dragon is worse than relying on myself, the herb called Xuezhilei... Speaking of this name, where did I hear it?"

Awake, Ai Li, who stood proudly upright, pondered carefully, and his memory was restored.

This grass has appeared in "Lord of Light", and it seems to be an important prop that the protagonist team has been looking for for a long time.

In order to save the protagonist, the heroine, the saint Mimi, has cast the curse of the god of the underworld, and her soul may be swallowed by the ghost at any time.

No one can break the curse except the Lord of the Underworld.When the protagonist is at a loss, the hidden great magician tells him that the sacred object "Tear of Snow" that grows in the extremely cold place can compete with the power of Hades.

As long as you get it, no matter who's soul can leave the underworld and return to the human world, life and death will no longer be controlled by the lord of the underworld.

Avery didn't like the heroine for no reason at the time. He was not interested in this type of woman, and the part about how the protagonist rescued her was skipped.

I can remember this key item, all because the protagonist group used the power of the tears of snow to get rid of the threat of death, and finally defeated the villain who destroyed the world.

After all, the Lord of the Underworld is in charge of death, so as long as they are still alive, it is impossible to escape the shadow of death.

"A sacred object that can directly resurrect people. It must be no problem to cure a fever. The dragon's heart is quite good."

Avery politely praised Gou Shalong for his helpfulness, but he didn't care at all about using the unimaginable sacred things to cure fever without wasting waste.

There is nothing precious or not, as long as it can come in handy now.

He thought for a while, and asked the omniscient prompt: "Is Tira Ameng there? This is the so-called extremely cold place? It's too coincidental, do you know where to find Snow Tears? Oh, it can't be called You little Ding Dong, you can only talk about it, you can't change the props."

[Although I don't understand, I feel disgusted.I am very useful! ! ! 】

The self-esteem of the prompt seems to have been severely damaged.

This mysterious existence has followed Avery since he traveled through time. Even though he knew a lot, he was only willing to hold back every sentence, but it really helped him a lot.

Unexpectedly, the reminder would hurt so much, and Ellie felt very guilty: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, you are really awesome! I trust you so much!"

Fortunately, the reminder is very easy to coax, and I was coaxed within a few words.

[This is indeed an extremely cold place. 】

"Then..."

[But there are many extremely cold places, and the tears of snow are not here. 】

"what?"

[But it can also be here. 】

Avery lowered his head to look for the weapon in his hand, and he was the best at smashing the proud black font: "If you can't finish talking in three seconds, you will be finished."

【...The tears of the snow are actually the tears of the gods that fell on the human world!For you who are gods, there is no need to search everywhere, and you can easily get it with a drop of blood and tears. 】

"Why does it feel so numb to death, but it's convenient! Good!"

You don’t need to search aimlessly. Avery didn’t say a word: this ice field is a bit evil, and he had vaguely felt it when he first arrived.

It was different from the ice field that met Fell.

It is also impossible to see the edge, and occasionally there will be a little steepness between the ice layers, and the huge coniferous plants with completely ice-crystallized rhizomes are scattered everywhere obliquely, which are set off by the snow-capped mountains of Yangwei like dust.

It was snowing hard all the time, but it was better where Avery went, and the flakes melted before they touched him.

He leaned on Fer's dragon's back and looked down. He felt that the snow here, especially the ice here, was slightly blue.

It was the kind of gloomy and cold blue that made him frown when he saw it, and he didn't want to touch the ground at all.

Only that star that flashes across the sky is fine.

Wei's star point is extremely bright, no matter how heavy the wind and snow is, you can always look up and see it, as if it has been following them closely.

"Very deep under the ice, there seems to be something... Hey, what am I talking about?"

Avery was not far from the cave on the mountainside, and it would be a disgrace if he slipped and fell to the bottom.

Tears of Snow sounds very easy to make, he quickly threw away the inexplicable discomfort, happily bit his index finger with the tip of his teeth, and dripped blood into the small pit that appeared after the snow automatically evaporated .

Then came the tears.

Just when Avery was about to cry with familiarity, a reminder came:

[Ordinary tears have no effect.Tears will inherit the state of mind and emotion of the god at that time, sadness, pain, happiness... or hope for life. 】

【What kind of emotion is inherited, what kind of effect will the produced Snow Tears show. 】

[If you want to save someone, the tears of the gods, you must have the hope that you want the other person to live. 】

Avery was slightly taken aback by these words, and then he twitched the corners of his mouth unsurprisingly.

"Sure enough, it's not that simple... That is to say, I have to sincerely think that so-and-so must live, and such tears are useful, right?"

The cue said yes, and Avery fell silent.

The red-haired boy squatted on the ground, stretched out his hand after a while, and pressed the messy hair back of his head.

Looking back on the past ten years of his life, it seems very difficult to find the parts that meet the requirements.

Avery's ideas are always simple and pure.

He seldom takes other people's opinions into his heart. Both his parents died and he was disabled at the age of ten.

To use a word to describe it, it is "heartless".

"Sorrow can't be acted out, my relationship with Esiris is not so good, and he is not on the verge of dying... What? No way, he is really dying if he leaves it alone?"

He tugged at his hair vigorously, feeling extremely bored.

"never mind."

He pursed his lips tightly, was tired from squatting, and simply sat on his buttocks in the snow.

The snowflakes suddenly melted out of thin air within a few meters, they were ecstatic, and wantonly hit the top of the boy's bright hair.

Haggarded by the snow on his head, Avery remained silent for a long time until his whole body was buried in the snow.

Swish, the extra "snowman" on the spot finally moved, and the snow melted instantly, revealing a displeased little face.

The tip of his nose was slightly red, and Avery sighed old-fashionedly: "It's not true... Anyway, you really look alike."

Avery had a black cat.

Street fighter, with sharp claws, it hurts to death when scratching people. He once felt that the black cat disliked him very much, and only because he saved it, he reluctantly accepted him as a younger brother.

He guessed wrong.

When he was pushed towards the speeding car, the little black shadow rushed forward and knocked him away with all his strength.

The wheels only ran over Avery's legs, and it was unfortunate that he didn't lose his life.

But he was not at all happy.

It was a cloudy day that day, whether it was the street or the numb pedestrians around, there was no color.

The only color was the crimson oozing from his ragged legs.

The red was tainted, and as he struggled to crawl forward even though he was covered in cold sweat in pain, a long intermittent line of blood was drawn on the dark street.

The black cat was in that direction. It was knocked and flew far away, and it had long since lost its breath.

But Avery knew that when it died, it was still looking at him.

The black cat's dark pupils no longer moved, and when his distressed face was reflected, the tenderness in his eyes remained—as if it was not a cat, but a person who loved him deeply and hoped that he would live.

The prompt did not appear again.

Although it should have added a sentence: It’s okay if you don’t save Esiris. If he dies, he will return to the underworld, not to mention that he is not sick at all, just awakening.

The silent boy moved.

He bit the index finger of the other hand, and the blood touched the snow, evaporating the snow on the surface.

This drop of blood was mixed with the tears that the young man had just smeared his face with his hands.

It fell, and the frantic wind and snow all around disappeared.

The young man blinked, and a shiny green branch appeared in front of him, quite similar to the little green shoot seen on Esiris.

The branches didn't wait for him to yell, and continued to grow taller and taller——

brush!

Leaves and buds appear.

brush!

When did an extra 20-meter-high flower appear here...

sunflower? !

Avery: "...I'll fuck it!"

He jumped up and down and couldn't reach its flowers!

What, how, discriminate against dwarfs!Anyway, he also has Mi Qi in his body, hey!

In the end, Avery kicked and broke the stem of the giant sunflower, and only resisted the indescribable body.

When they arrived at the destination, Avery and Sunflower threw themselves on the ground, so exhausted that their souls almost left their bodies.

Isiris didn't lie down, but sat up at some point, and now stared at the sight of the red-haired boy who was lying on the ground, with scrutiny and subtle surprise.

"Yes, yes, I'm stupid, I know, don't say anything, the medicine is here, take it."

"...You put in so much effort just to find medicine for me?"

Good guy.The "corpse" that was still spread out thought, this man's voice is also so unapproachable-but, hehehe, I have already heard the sound of leaves fluttering!

"It's not too much trouble. I found it after searching casually. Cough, this is it. I don't know how to eat it, or you can rely on your feeling..."

"What are you doing, idiot!"

It's Phil back.

The giant dragon was dusty, with small spots on its face, and many scratches on the surface of the silver-white armor, as if it had rolled around in some corner several times.

Holding a handful of blue grass in his hand, when he saw Avery—and the sunflower he had carried back with so much effort, Long’s expression was indescribable: “What kind of crap is this, you, didn’t you tell you not to run around? !"

"Who told you not to come back for a long time, I found Xuezhilei myself and brought it back!"

"Tears of snow? You will be a ghost if you find it." Feier: "Isn't it the marrow of snow? Well, I made a mistake at the time. You don't understand anything and mess around. Do you want to die!"

He is angry.

Avery was also angry, and fought against the dragon every day without showing any weakness.

The two of them quarreled happily, but the neglected man moved.

Esiris' gaze stayed on the strange medicinal herb dropped by the master.

The group of… golden unidentified objects that Avery brought back looked very suspicious.

He bent down, hooked his hand lightly, and picked up the unknown object.

When Feier looked over suddenly, he saw the irritating black-haired human twisting a golden petal and slowly feeding it into the mouth.

The marrow of snow is the essence that has been infested by ice magic power for many years. It is more than enough to reduce the heat, but men don't even look at it.

Chewing the petals, the black-haired human also looked at the giant dragon whose eyes suddenly burst into flames.

Not an illusion.

The human curled his lips slightly and gave him an indifferent chuckle.

——It doesn't matter.I just want him to find it.

"Thank you, Ellie."

With a gentle smile like melting ice and snow, it was for the boy alone.

Avery stared blankly, and his face started to get hot again: "No, you're welcome."

Phil: "...you fucking!!!"

Clenching his fists loudly, he was about to explode in anger, but it was not all because of the black-haired human.

He's also mad at Avery for not taking himself seriously.

He was even more angry that Avery was willing to take risks for this person.

"Humph!"

Angrily, Phil smashed the snow marrow on Avery's head, turned around and left.

After going out, recovering the dragon body, the silver dragon ran far away, and found a corner to lie down in resentment.

All night, the dragon babbled on and on:

"Counterfeit, hateful, annoying, damn it - and that human!"

"It's annoying! Hmph!!!"

……

"and many more."

"This extremely rotten stench—the smell of undead."