The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

There was darkness in front of his eyes, and even his senses were empty.After a while, consciousness slowly recovered from the fingertips, and the smell of old dust almost choked him out again.

Finally, his eyesight also recovered, thinking about the test results in his heart, Camillo opened his eyes impatiently, but he was confronted by an extremely ugly old lady staring at him.

"The transmission was successful!"

etc!Camillo blinked, shouldn't this sentence be his line?

The old woman squinted her eyes and looked at Camillo carefully, and laughed happily. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something. She trot aside quickly, bent over to search for something, and her sensitive movements did not match her appearance. .

Camillo looked down at the floor with a dazed face, only to realize that someone had drawn a pattern on the soles of his feet that he had never seen before, and he was standing in the center of the formation.

"Hey..." He didn't know how to address the old woman, but what was going on, the teleportation didn't succeed, but was summoned?

There is a strange air flow in the surrounding air, which is different from the freshness of the heavens. This air flow seems to be full of depressed miasma, with a gray dullness, which makes people feel a little depressed, but Camillo somehow has a kind of An inexplicable sense of familiarity.

It was as if he had breathed such air somewhere before.

"Hi!" Camelot called to her again.

The old lady ignored him at all, and Camillo had no choice but to walk towards her, but without thinking, the man turned suddenly, holding a wooden club in his hand, and struck him head-on.

"What are you doing!" Camillo dodged and narrowly escaped.

But the old woman was grinning and started chasing him and beating him. Fortunately, the old woman was surprisingly short and had very short legs. She stepped on her robe while chasing and almost tripped to stop.

Only then did Camillo have a chance to take a serious look at that person. Her back was a little bent under her gray-green robe, her disheveled white hair was tied behind her, her face was wrinkled like a walnut, but her eyes and nose were round and round. Big, and slightly funny looking.

"Young master, just bear with it for a while, and I'll let you fall asleep!" The old woman squinted and smiled at him, and at the same time swiftly rushed over to hit him on the head.

Camillo dodged the blow by dodging behind the hanger. In a hurry, he didn't notice the strange address the old woman called him.

"Don't hide, don't hide! I'm in a hurry!" The old woman was out of breath after chasing him, so she could only coax her.

Why don't you hide from me... Camillo picked up the kerosene lamp and threw it at her. The old woman was really startled and jumped back a little. Camillo took this opportunity and ran towards the door quickly.

At this time, a majestic voice suddenly came from outside the house, "Go in and search!"

That voice was more intimidating than all the voices of Ling Ling he had ever heard. In an instant, an invisible coercion poured down, and his body knelt down uncontrollably. The strong coercion made him unable to straighten Stand up and fight back.

The wooden door was broken from the outside, and soon several soldiers who looked like soldiers rushed in. Camillo was the first to be pressed to the ground, and the old woman howled from behind. The situation was probably not much better than him.

"Your Majesty, Sobika Solomon is under control!"

"En." A careless voice came from outside the door, and it came from the same person as the voice who just gave the order.

Camillo, who was pressed to the ground, could only see the man's shoes from a distance. The patterns were exquisite, like a work of art. As the man approached, the pressure in the air intensified. Can't take it.

Like Camillo.

Just when Camillo felt that he was going to be out of breath, the pair of shoes stopped in front of him, and the pressure stopped, "Let him get up."

As soon as the shackles on his body were loosened, Camillo hurriedly got up from the ground and looked up.

With just one glance, he stayed where he was.

He stared at the other party's eyes without moving, those blue eyes as clear as ice.

The heartbeat was accelerating unprecedentedly, and an inexplicable emotion was surging, a little swollen, a little sore, and the body also resonated with this emotion, and instinctively felt a trembling excitement.

He didn't know why he felt this way, as if a long, long time ago, he was looked at tenderly by these eyes and lived happily together for a long time...

His scalp tingled for a while, and he suddenly realized where he had seen this person before.

"Father?"

This is the father in his dream!

The man who was honored as the crowned man squatted down, and he was not in a hurry, and his gestures were as honorable and elegant as a superior.His pale golden long hair was exactly the same as in the dream, and his handsome face was as if sculpted by heaven and earth. Even his skin was as white as jade, exuding a glimmer of light, making everything pale.

Camillo, who was so amazed, stared at him blankly, but he didn't realize that cold fingers had slowly stroked his chin, and then tightened inch by inch.

He was awakened by the pain, and only then did he notice how cold the corners of the other party's lips were.He couldn't help shivering, his lips were pale and he couldn't utter a single syllable, and the pain from his jaw made his eyes burst into tears physiologically.

"I'm not your father." Those words were chilling to the bone.

The almost fatal suffocation reminded himself clearly that he was going to die.Even though he was still in the magic test just now, he was suddenly summoned by a strange old lady, and now he was going to be strangled to death by an unknown iceberg beauty. He felt that he was simply one of the most unlucky people in the world!

"Don't don't, you might be too!" He dimly heard the old lady named Sobika shouting from a distance.

The man was drawn to her attention, hesitated for a while, and finally let go of him, got up and walked towards the back room.Camillo fell back to the ground, gasping for breath, feeling like he was reborn after a catastrophe. Although the person who rescued him was thinking of hitting him unconscious with a stick 10 minutes ago, at least he was temporarily saved.

"If he was my son, why would you be here, Solomon." He said slowly, staring at the man lying on the ground in dismay, with an irreversible majesty in his voice, "Where is that man?"

Sobika smiled, and turned a blind eye to the attendant who was guarding her: "How dare my master come to the Demon Realm to bother you, Lord Demon God."

Devil? !He turned out to be a god.

Camillo was shocked, thinking of the power of the gods recorded in the book, Camillo stared at the old woman a little nervously.But she was obviously suppressed by the joint spell cast by four people and couldn't move her limbs, but she still smiled playfully, as if she was not afraid of the demon god at all.

"You just said that he is my son, heh, how can the son of the demon god have no magic power." He spoke again, with a hint of disdain in his calm words.

Feeling that gaze coming again, Camillo tensed his body reflexively. How did he know that he couldn't use magic?

"If not, prove it to me."

As soon as the words were finished, sparks flashed from Camillo's clothes, and he quickly jumped up with his hands, only to see that the fire was burning hotter, and the smell of burnt clothes rose.

Damn it, it can't be put out!Seeing that the fire was almost reaching his arms, Camillo let out a hissing wail from being burned. Everyone around him was laughing and watching the show, but no one reached out to save him.

Sobika, who was on the same front, couldn't stand it any longer. He slapped the floor and shouted at Camilo: "Silly boy, this fire can only be extinguished by water magic, not by physics."

Seeing that it could not be extinguished, Camillo had no choice but to take off half of his clothes first, then pulled out the sleeve that was on fire, took off the whole jacket and threw it aside.He let out a long sigh of relief, thinking that this was the end of the matter, but the demon god made things difficult on purpose, and soon sparks of fire appeared on his pants!

It's fun, isn't it?

He cursed in his heart, glared at the smiling culprit, rushed up in one go, and put his arms around his waist shamelessly.

At this moment, not to mention the subordinates of the Demon God, even the Demon God himself was taken aback. He looked down and saw that the flames had jumped onto his robe regardless of enemy or friend.

"..."

A spell, the fire is extinguished.

Then the Demon God raised his hand, and a gust of wind lifted Camillo into the air, and fell to the floor, sliding for some distance, until he hit a pillar before stopping.This hit his back with a sharp pain, and Camillo gritted his teeth to keep himself from shouting.

The demon god narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's ridiculous, useless waste."

He is very familiar with this sentence. On Yanling Island, he has been scolded countless times as a waste, by his mentor, and by his classmates.

The humiliation mixed with anger surged from the bottom of his heart, Camillo raised his head and stared unwillingly, his dark eyes shone with a shocking light: "I am a useless waste? The one who sits and waits to die in the face of fear is really useless. Even You are as weak as an ant, and you will work hard, because you should be laughed at and embarrassed?"

The Demon God froze for a moment, and quietly stared at the unflinching young man in front of him, his eyes filled with trepidation, he closed his eyes, and suddenly remembered the past, he kept that precious child in his arms all day long, A sentence to teach him the truth of the world.

——As much as a person wants to live, he will be as scared as he is.

——It is useless to sit and wait in the face of fear.

——Even ants will live desperately in their own way.

"Father, I don't understand."

At that time, his eyes were soft, and he stretched out his hand to pinch the child's cute baby fat, "Good boy, you will understand later."

So now, not only do you understand, but you also refute me with the words I taught you?He opened his eyes again, his face still calm and composed, "When you are qualified, come and argue with me again, and take them both away."

Camillo struggled a few times, but was pushed and pushed into prison.Stepping on the bluestone floor tiles, he felt much more relaxed, at least there was no choking dusty smell, and this prison was actually much cleaner than Sobika's room.

From the mouths of those devil soldiers, he confirmed that he had arrived in the devil world, and was abducted from the heaven to the devil world. It is difficult for a top teleporter to complete it by himself, but Sobika only relies on one person's strength, so she is definitely not ordinary. Powerful, no wonder he looks like he is not afraid of demon gods.

Camillo had a bunch of questions he wanted to ask the old guy, but Sobika wasn't locked up with him, so he had to keep his full of questions for himself.

No matter, I don't know when I can leave here!Camillo looked irritably at his half-burned pants, and couldn't help frowning.Turning his head and looking around, he found that there was actually a bed of bedding placed in a corner of the prison, so superior to the captives?

Without even thinking about it, Camillo hugged the quilt and made a floor bunk on the brick floor, got in and fell asleep with his head covered.