As the plague father, how can I save the world?

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The morning sun shone brightly on the vast land, illuminating the armor of the knights.

Isis was riding on horseback, surrounded by high-spirited soldiers holding high flags. At this time, behind him was an army that only knew how to obey the lord.

The army had trudged into a hilly country that should have been fertile, with villages adjoining each other and mills still standing by the river.

It's a pity that now there are sick and dead corpses everywhere, and the villages are silent, without any traces of living human activities.

The plague is creeping through this place silently, and it is spreading towards the big city behind the army, and soon it will turn that city into a real dead city under the hint of the lord.

Isis looked at the Father God beside him, his God was also riding on the horse, his expression was as gentle as ever, and he was also overlooking the land, but Isis just knew that his Father God had nothing in his heart at this moment. Fluctuating.

The love of God the Father is too heavy, and only these creatures can bear this love. As for this earthly land, excessive love will only destroy them, like the rose of God, which is the eternal soul The medicine is also a poison with no solution.

God the Father's greatest tenderness to this world is to watch indifferently.

Isis respects and loves his father God, and Isis advocates eternal peace. His highest ideal is to make this world no longer have any living things—including himself.

Everything dies, and all living beings get eternal happiness and peace together. The pure black god court hovers over the vast and silent land, and his god sits among the clouds, holding his head in his arms... All creations return to the world. In the arms of death, I returned to the tenderest love of God the Father.

This is the highest wish of Isis.

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Su Yun saw too many corpses that died from the plague, and finally got used to it. The place without corpses in the middle of the road must be a deserted wasteland.

Marching was boring, but not for the two little plagues, who always seemed to be in high spirits, Isis leading the army briskly during the day, and Julia watching the corpses with interest after dark.

Isis and Julia gave Su Yun a brand-new way of getting along. They are different from their elder brothers. The two little plagues deliberately kept a certain distance from the father. They are not like Alice and Anita. They are equally clingy, but their eyes are always on Su Yun's body

on.

After marching for a long time, the two plagues unexpectedly had a kind of tacit understanding, and they divided up the father God's time.

During the day, Julia hid quietly in his dark compartment, while Isis accompanied God the Father as the lord; after night fell, Julia scrambled to Su Yun's carriage, and Isis returned to him. Rest in the tent.

Su Yun, who was arranged properly: "..."

The progress of the march never stopped. After half of the soldiers died during the march and were transformed into servants of the gods, they arrived at their first destination.

This is a rich land belonging to the great lord. In the wilderness outside the city, soldiers are burning corpses in an orderly manner. When they see Isis's team, they will greet them respectfully—all the soldiers who burned the corpses to clear the road It is God Attendant, they will not die because of the plague.

When the huge suspension bridge hung over the moat, the great lord Jasmine stood at the gate of the city, holding pure white flowers, and greeted him personally.

The lord is wearing a platinum costume today. Under the heavy robe are layers of decorations and lace. The decorations of gold, silver and jewelry will only be more exaggerated than in the past.

The attendants around the lord all wore fancy masks. They had been replaced by god attendants. Regardless of men or women, all of them had beautiful appearances.

When Su Yun's horse passed the suspension bridge, he heard the sound of music and the cheers of the crowd.

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The army quickly passed the suspension bridge and completely entered the city from the wilderness, as if they had come to another world.

There seems to be no disease or pain here, and everyone looks happy. Exquisite buildings are lined up, bands and dancers can be seen everywhere, barrels of wine are open in the open, and people coming and going are all dressed in gorgeous clothes. Clothes, most of which wear exaggerated masks.

The juggler was abandoned high, and he spit out fire, which contrasted with the black smoke of burning corpses outside the city.

There are also "knights" and "plague doctors" among the carnival crowd, but the shiny plate armor of these knights is as fragile as paper, and their swords are hollowed out with beautiful lines, which can be broken with a strong force; It also lost its practical effect, those purposely thickened and elongated beaks were studded with pearls and gemstones, Su Yun even saw a "doctor" trying to insert the beak into the open chest of the female companion beside him...

The people in the tower cheered loudly and sprinkled the petals of fresh flowers. The pink and white intertwined tender petals brought a strong fragrance. They dyed the moat pink, and the fragrance actually overwhelmed the city.

The stench of dead bodies.

When the plague was rampant, the city held carnival celebrations, and Jasmine turned the city into a paradise for pleasure seekers.

Isis's knights and army are out of place here, it's like a group of real ascetic marchers suddenly entered a thick and colorful oil painting.

After the fleet on Creon Island, Su Yun once again felt helpless. He looked at Isis, and sure enough, the knight's expression was also extremely stiff.

Su Yun: "...Jasmin, this is?"

Jasmine smiled contentedly, and he gently put the white flower in his hand on Su Yun's collar, like a newlywed welcoming his lover at the door of his house: "My master, this is the city I built for you. It's so boring, since the whole world is gray, why don't I build a magnificent and dreamy place?"

It was so reasonable that Su Yun couldn't find any objection for a while.

"Then what about your army?" A calm voice came from behind Su Yun, Julia had stepped out of his dilapidated carriage at some point, and stood silently behind Father God.

Of course, Julia still wore his practical protective suit, but compared with the "doctor" in the carnival crowd, Julia now really looked like a refugee returning from scavenging.

"Army?" Jasmine diverted a little attention to Julia, and then laughed as if hearing some joke, "How could I lack that kind of thing... But you are right, the army is still very important."

Jasmin's hands kept moving. After pinning the flowers, he waved to the crowd behind him. It was like turning on a switch. The group of dancers who looked like the background of a stage play stopped their carnival at the same time. The music and singing stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at it together at this moment, whether it was a drunken man or a dancing girl, and even those who had sex on the street...

Their movements are so neat and weird, but this group of people is still human.

Jasmine didn't look back, he still looked at Su Yun affectionately, but he gave orders casually: "Our distinguished guests are here, welcome them."

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of cheers from the crowd!Everyone ran over in an orderly manner. They dragged the knights and soldiers, poured wine on them, took off their masks and pressed them on their faces. This was to drag Isis's army into the carnival.

The god attendant is waiting for the master's order, while ordinary humans are already dizzy and don't know what to do.

A group of stunning dancers

Turning around and running over, it looked like he wanted to pull Julia and Isis away, but it was a pity that Isis raised a knife and fell close to him. All the dancers were cut in two; while Julia bowed slightly, and the dancers around him Limp on the ground, they all turned back into unconscious puppets.

Jasmine sneered: "What's the matter? Could it be that our servant is not beautiful enough?"

Isis spoke sternly: "Jasmin, how could you do such a thing? This is simply a crime. The war is imminent, and I want to fight for God the Father."

Julia turned directly to Su Yun. His voice was obviously still calm, but he was inexplicably aggrieved from under the mask. He said, "My God, extravagance and lust are not what we should do now. This Cities should be destroyed...don't you think so?"

The three little plagues looked at their father together, waiting for a verdict.

Su Yun: "..."

Su Yun covered his face in despair.

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How to get along with children is an art.

However, the favorite thing for parents throughout the ages is to play [-] boards each, and it turns out that this method is very practical.

"You are all wrong. Jasmin shouldn't mobilize the crowd next time, and Isis shouldn't destroy the servant at will. Julia... be more tolerant."

Father God made vague statements and tried to fool the test, so Isis felt wronged, Julia admitted her mistake frankly, and Jasmin... Jasmine's face glowed when she heard Father God say that he was wrong.

As night fell, Su Yun lay flat on the extravagant big bed, with his hands folded flat on his stomach, staring at the lace-covered curtain, his eyes dull and his expression peaceful.

Jasmin knelt by the bed, he took off his heavy and complicated dress, and only tied a gold chain around his neck. Under the dim candlelight, his smoky gray eyes shone brightly: "My master, this is your first time Judgment of my mistake, please punish me~"

Su Yun: "...No, verbal criticism is fine. It's getting late at night, so go back to sleep."

"How is this possible?" Jasmine refused, his voice was a little hoarse, like a person thirsty for water, "Since I woke up, I have never been willing to punish me no matter what father god...does it mean that no matter what I do, it is okay Is it?"

Su Yun: "..."

I always feel that Jasmine has become more aggressive since the underground palace incident, and this is really not an illusion.

The soft bed was sunken again, and Jasmine didn't know when she supported the quilt with both hands and came to Su Yun's side. He had the light behind him, and his broad back almost blocked all the fire light, so that Su Yun couldn't see his face clearly.

Pang, the long dark red hair slipped down, blocking the chain around the man's neck.

From this distance, Su Yun could hear his long breathing.

"When I was waiting for you, it was as if I was back in the pillar again." Jasmine said softly, "I can create the most lingering paradise in the world, but there is never a moment in this land that I am not pain and confused Yes, my master... I don't want to leave you."

Jasmin's voice was deep and hoarse. Su Yun couldn't refuse such a painful creation. He listened to his confession in a daze:

"...Since you are willing to embrace that ugly me, can you accept this me now? Are you willing to accept it? No matter what you do, please let me confirm your love, I can't—"

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a violent sound from outside the door. The person who knocked on the door must have used all his strength. Even if the thick wooden door was knocked into pieces, it would not be surprising.

Jasmin: "..."

The candlelight in the room suddenly became brighter, and at the same time, Isis's hearty baritone voice rang out loudly. The sun was shining upwards, which shattered any charming atmosphere.

"Father! Alice and Teresa have a letter! Do you want to hear it!"

Jasmin: "...Oh."

Su Yun lay flat again, pretending to be dead.

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