The First Law God Black History Handbook

"Legg..." It was just two simple characters, and Thrander was so choked up that he couldn't continue.

Why, why do you still accept it like this when you know what I have done?What is love, what is deep affection, it is fairer than it, brighter than it, how?

Legston never responded to him again.This is the blow of the judge, the original destruction that even the gods cannot bear.

The world is gradually collapsing, all the scenes are distorted and deformed before the eyes, and the creatures turn into flesh and blood, become illusory or disappear directly.

The balance is broken, all things are torn apart, and the judge will be created by him and destroyed by him as Thrander thought and hoped.

"Hey."

A light and light sigh sounded in his mind, it was a gentle and kind voice.

"My child, do you regret everything you have done? If you were given a chance to start over, would you still choose and persist like before?"

Thrander gently closed his eyes, and all the past rushed through his mind. In the gradually clear picture, Ilmo's last question remained, "You don't understand judgment yet. Do you want to explore it?"

Explore?

Thrander asked himself softly in his heart, asking himself if he was sad, and if he would regret it later. At this moment, he had forgotten everything around him, and he had forgotten that the gods were watching and threatening.

After a long, long time, Thrander gently said his answer, "I... don't regret it."

I don't regret it... I just ache, ache, hurt.

This pain and heartache was beyond Thrand's ability to bear.It almost took away his sanity and breath, and made him feel uncomfortable that his soul would collapse and shatter.

"Good boy, I know you won't let me down. You are more perfect and transparent than everyone else. You are my pride." The gentle voice spoke softly, as if comforting a sad child, "I can't Give you any help in strength, but I can give you another choice."

"Irmo's Godhead has the power of creation and healing. It is incomparable and flawless. It can save your lover, stop Adithonos, seal the judge, and separate the Temple of Light from the Abyss of Darkness Come, let's not interfere with each other."

"Are you willing to give it up, use it to save the world and your lover, and calm the struggle between light and darkness?"

Thrander sneered, the temperature of his body dropped rapidly and turned cold, "Squeeze the struggle between light and darkness? Hey. How to calm down? How to stop? Light and darkness have never been in opposition, and gods and demon kings are not sworn enemies. Where did it come from and why, Father God, shouldn’t you understand it better?”

"I won't accept your suggestion, I can't forgive such harm, and I won't allow the inferior controller to do whatever he wants!"

Gods of light, devils of darkness, gods of creation, nothing is absolutely fair. In their eyes, this world is but a drop in the ocean, and all creatures are nothing but a corner of the ocean. They only care about what they care about, and only indulge what they prefer , there is no fairness at all!

But he wants fairness and equality to exist in this world.

Thrander lowered his head to leave a kiss on the cold forehead of the young man in his arms, rolling his throat several times, uttering love words that no one heard.

Between the vastness of the sky and the earth, Thrander put the man on the ground and slowly got up by himself.

He stood there, ignoring the twisted and turbulent space and chaos, and gently closed his eyes.

In the mind of the soul.

Thrander came from the warm and strong divine light, and looked at the divine spark that was flowing with divine power.

He stretched out his slender right hand, and the invisible power of the contract circulated in his palm, slowly and firmly embracing the trembling godhead in his mind, and pulled it out brazenly!

No one can have such courage, no one can have such determination.

Before today, all the godheads in the universe had not experienced such a parting.

Let go of the bound soul and tear apart the master's consciousness space.

It is a suicidal self-destructive behavior!

Thrander suddenly half-kneeled on the ground, supporting his body with his hands.

He was panting with difficulty, something in his blue eyes was quickly lost and shattered.

That was his soul fragment, his soul memory.

He tore his own soul apart and plucked out the godhead that had been integrated with him.

But it's not over yet, he can't fall.He still has unfinished business to do——

The Western Fantasy Continent, which was already in turmoil and was about to be annihilated in the universe, came to a stillness in Thrander's slowly opening eyes.

He stretched out his hand, and in the palm was a transparent godhead exuding infinite power and life force.Its existence made the four light gods in the sky feel short of breath.And Cesidil, the God of Darkness, is even more aware of the original suppression.

Inspiration Godhead, the oldest, most powerful, perfect Godhead with the same creative power as God the Father.

Holding the godhead, Thrander slowly raised his head to look at the four main gods in the sky - he stood on the ground, and the gods stood in mid-air, but Thrander's gaze was neither humble nor overbearing, even condescending.

"The gods come from the temple, and to the temple;

Demons come from the abyss, and return to the abyss;

Living beings are born in the mainland, that is, return to the mainland;

The dead are gone, that is to say, in peace.

All living beings are suffering, there is no high or low.

Judgment has come, and everyone returns to dust. "

The deep and melodious voice echoed between the heavens and the earth, and simple words with unknown power jumped out from between his teeth, binding everything in the future, sending things to and from, things to go, and places to go.

Gradually, the torn ones began to be repaired; the collapsed ones began to be refilled; the fallen ones began to stand up; the buried ones began to break ground.

The sky re-condensed, and the earth was calm again.

Except for the lifeless body in front of him.

Thrander stood where he was, lowered his head, and gazed tenderly at the already cold and stiff young man.

His palms began to bleed, and his godhood was gradually shattered.The golden blood fell on the young man's cold chest, penetrated and spread little by little, warming and awakening the dead heart of the young man again.

"Darkness will not deprive you of life, and death will not deprive you of warmth."

"Even if the cold winter is approaching, even if the darkness falls, with my mark on your soul and my blessings accompanying you, you will no longer have to face the threat of death, no longer have to suffer from the invasion of pain, no longer have to fear darkness and evil close."

"You will have incomparable power of luck, and... God's heartfelt love."

"Leggston, come home."

The last call landed slowly, and the young man's stiff body was enveloped by a powerful but unobtrusive divine light. In the sight of Thrander and all creatures in the world, Legston's body gradually became healthy and transparent.

His heart was beating again, the wound was healing rapidly, and his fingers were twitching unconsciously.

But his body is slowly becoming transparent.

When his eyes turned slightly, and the moment he finally struggled to open his eyes, everyone saw the twisting and tearing of the space, and then watched him being swallowed by the space and going to an unknown time and space.

next moment.

The pupils of Cesidil, who was still bound by the power of the judge, gradually shrank. He sensed what Thrander was going to do next, and his heart trembled violently with fear.

"I advised you not to fight against the gods of light." Thrander lowered his eyes, "You don't listen to me."

Cecil Dill opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but he couldn't make any sound.

"The dark abyss will be your shelter and your grave. Sisi, go."

Thrander narrated softly, and the godhead in his palm turned into a ray of light and flew into the air.The powerful and unparalleled power spread throughout the space, opening up the origins of the four main gods in the sky.

"Thurander, if you lose your godhead, you will lose the qualification to enter the temple. You will stay on the mainland forever, and there will be no possibility of joining us in the temple."

It was an unfamiliar female voice.Her voice is soft and elegant, with a pleasant atmosphere.

After many battles between gods and demons, only the God of Light, the God of Earth, the God of Space, and the God of Seasons remained as the main gods on the side of light.Among them, the god of the earth and the god of the four seasons are both female.

But Thurander could tell whose voice it was, because this voice was not unfamiliar to him at all.

"I don't care whether I become a god or enter the temple. What I want is that you can no longer interfere with the affairs of the mainland, and you can no longer enter the dark realm."

The female main god didn't speak any more. She seemed to be just casually reminding her that she didn't care about the following things.

The Lord God of Light responded to Thrander, "The light has never excluded the dark side. It is not us who are really unwilling to reconcile."

Cecil laughed.

Because the space channel has been connected, the restraint force on his body gradually loosens, just to the extent that he cannot break free.

"The so-called gods of light are just the darkest and most despicable creatures hiding under the cloak of light. Teacher Thrand, you can see clearly that this is the main god of light that you believe in and protect. A group of people who say high-sounding words are actually Dirty, vicious and disgusting existence!"

Cecil Dill raised his head and grinned grimly, then looked down at Thrander, "Have you sensed it? The divine Ben—"

"Om-"

An invisible spatial fluctuation rippled between the sky and the earth, and then Cecil Dill felt a stagnation in his chest, and an irresistible force suddenly sent him to the space channel.

"Teacher!! Thrander!!!"

At this moment, Cesidil, who was once proud and powerful, finally called out the name of the most trusted and dependent person in his heart.Perhaps it was his subconscious reaction that touched Thrander, or his invisible weakness reminded Thrander of the child's past.

So Thrander slowly stretched out his palm, and as the slender fingers stretched out, an invisible force rushed to the sky, instantly freezing Cesidil who had entered the space channel.

"...Sleep can make people get rid of fear and forget sorrow, Ceci, this is the last thing I can do for you as your teacher." After saying this, Thrander's five fingers slowly tightened, As if holding some treasure that cannot be kept.

Cesidil had an unbelievable expression on his face, his eyes widened slightly, trying to resist the drowsy spell, but exhaustion invaded his soul with unparalleled strength.

Before going to sleep, Cesidil expressed his anger and despair with the most unwilling and saddened roar.His shrill roar almost shook the sky that enveloped him.

There is nothing more destructive to one's soul and will than being betrayed by a loved one. This irresistible pain invaded Cesidil's entire world and body, making him unable to breathe, bending his back, and wishing to tear himself apart and tear him apart. enemy!

But he finally closed his eyes slowly and extremely unwillingly.

The author has something to say: The author said that the highest level of deception is to believe that it is true.dog head ~