Miss God is also lying and winning today

Michael sent Zhiji back to the room where she first woke up, and then left directly without sending anyone to guard, because the contract in his hand could also allow him to perceive Zhiji's location, so there is no need to worry about Zhiji. Ji fled.

Zhiji stayed in the room alone, fidgeting and walking around, and finally could only lie on the window and look out helplessly. She was on the second floor of the old castle. Although it was only the second floor, it was very far from the ground. Gao, it is really a problem for her to jump down, and from here she can still see the maid cleaning the courtyard.

The girl is like a princess trapped in a tower, eagerly waiting for someone to rescue her.

And Zhong, whom she was looking forward to, is also trapped in the crystal ball. The crystal ball is a product of a supernatural power, which can trap people in. The way to get out is very simple. Find the door under the ground. That was the only exit, hidden in the endless snow.

Zhong Ye sat cross-legged in the snow, thinking about the current situation. First, he had to determine whether everything in front of him was real or an illusion, or a dream. If it was an illusion or a dream, it meant that his body should be in a state of no resistance , but he hasn't been attacked or hurt for a long time, so this possibility is unlikely.

Then everything in front of him should be real, he may be trapped in a special space, or be teleported to a real place.Here is snow, but he didn't feel the cold, excluding the possibility of real snow, he should be trapped in a special space.

At any rate, he had the experience of being trapped in a book before, so Zhongye didn't panic. The key point now is the conditions for getting out. Looking around the entire space, there is nothing but the white snow scene.He grabbed a handful of snow casually, without any icy touch.Will Xueli have a clue?

Zhong also frowned and thought for a while, then decided—to directly try to violently destroy this space.

The snow is boundless, looking for things in the snow bit by bit, I don't know if it is faster to find the year of the monkey, or to directly try to destroy it violently.

"Wait until I get out, you're going to die, damn it!" Zhong Ye sneered, and the red ghostly lines climbed up his face along with the golden sacrificial scriptures.

***

Is this a dream?

In the East End of London, with the expansion of the Thames River Wharf and the industrial area, it is not known when a densely populated poor area gradually formed here.Poverty is the cradle of evil. In order to survive, people have made this place a base for illegal goods, arms smuggling, drugs, prostitution, and gambling.

The streets here are filthy. A middle-aged woman wearing a dusty old apron poured sewage on the street at will. The sewage splashed on the vagrants picking up garbage. The woman did not mean to apologize, but spit on the ground. He took a mouthful of saliva, cursed bad luck, and then closed the door forcefully. The door covered with black mold spores made a muffled sound and was on the verge of falling.

Pedestrians on the road noticed this scene, no one stopped, and continued to walk towards their destination numbly. The people here have exhausted all their strength just to live.

The waif who was splashed by the sewage looked only six or seven years old, and his actual age may be a little older. After all, he looked too thin, and the sackcloth on his body was so black that the original color was already a bit small, revealing his slender body. The exposed skin on the lower legs and arms was also dirty, but it was faintly visible covered with tiny scars.

He was too dirty, as if he hadn't bathed for many years, and his body still had an unpleasant smell. Even in a slum, he was the most humble existence. The only clean thing on his body was probably those clear green eyes. Eyes, bright and dazzling.

He rummaged through the trash for a long time, and finally found an expired can, which is also a precious food in the slums. The boy carefully hid the can in his clothes, and hurried home barefoot.

Today he was very lucky, he didn't meet other big kids robbing him of his spoils, and ran all the way home smoothly. Unlike his dirty appearance, although his home was small and crowded, it was unexpectedly very clean, in a gloomy old house, A pale, blond woman was lying on the bed.

The boy trotted into the house, and whispered happily, "Mom, I found a can today, get up and eat."

The blond woman didn't open her eyes, and the strong smell of blood permeated the room. The boy was stunned for a moment, and realized something was wrong. The quilt on the woman's body was stained red with blood, "Mom..."

The boy's pupils shrank slightly, and in the next second, he was kicked and fell to the ground. The tall man stepped on the boy's back, and the boy immediately couldn't move like a tortoise that couldn't turn over, and could only wave in vain. Struggling with her slender limbs, she shouted, "Let me go! Mom, what's wrong with you, Mom?"

The child's yelling was a bit sharp, which made the man curse impatiently, and kicked him down hard.

"Let me go! Help! Someone! Anyone! Help my mother!" The boy yelled sadly, hoping that someone would come to save his mother.

The sound came out through the unclosed doors and windows, resounding through half the street, but no one came, everyone was not surprised by it, no one dared to meddle in their own business, and no one wanted to get into trouble for strangers.

……

The blond-haired and blue-eyed boy was locked in a golden cage in a clean and decent dress, surrounded by criticizing nobles. They wore masks, well-dressed, and talked elegantly.

The boy looked around numbly. There were many other children like him. Everyone was kept in various cages like commodities, waiting to be selected.

"The child's eyes are very beautiful, very suitable for collection."

"Do you like this child? Then, as a gift from this cooperation, please let me buy this child for you."

"Mr. Lai, you are welcome."

"No, it's just a little thought. This child is indeed good. The Earl is very discerning."

……

In the garden in the afternoon, the sun was shining and the flowers were fragrant. The well-dressed noble lady was drinking afternoon tea gracefully. The blond boy knelt at her feet expressionlessly, with his head bowed.

"Benilly, if it wasn't for me, my husband would have dug out your eyes a long time ago. Be grateful. I don't like always putting on a bad face."

"Yes, ma'am." The boy replied in a low voice.

The noble lady stretched out her sharp nails and raised the boy's head. The boy looked at him with a smile without haze, and his green eyes were crystal clear.

"Well, that's right." The noble lady was satisfied, "That bitch who dared to sneak you out of the manor against my will, I have ordered someone to send her to see God, Berniely, you have to be good."

The young man's smile stagnated, and then he resumed his smile, "Yes, ma'am."

……

In the dark and damp dungeon, the young man was covered in blood, dying, panting with all his strength like an old man in his twilight, he didn't want to die yet.

"He's already dying. Hurry up and dig out his eyes. The Earl still wants to keep them."

"Didn't Madam really like him before? Why all of a sudden..."

"Shh, don't talk about it, we can't talk about these things, it's his fate."

……

"God will punish you!"

"If there was a God, people like me would have gone to hell long ago."

……

Michael opened his eyes suddenly, and covered his head with some headaches. He hadn't dreamed of the past for a long time, probably because the conversation with Zhiji made him uncontrollably think of those who were almost about to be killed. forgotten memory.

He had been in a state of hating gods for a long time, asking silently countless times why gods abandoned the world, until he discovered the truth of the world, God never abandoned the world, it was the world that abandoned God, there is no god in the world, So no matter how much he begged, no god would come to save him.

If there is no god, create a god.

The door of the study was suddenly opened, and Raphael walked in, "Michael, what do you want to do? Why did you let Gabriel and Metatron evacuate the headquarters."

"Ah, Raphael, haven't you left yet? You should also evacuate with them." Michael replied with a smile.

Raphael was too lazy to listen to this, and directly activated his ability to get Michael's voice, "You..."

"Don't worry, it's just in case. Nakahara Chuya's ability is not easy to deal with. The crystal ball can only trap him for a few days. The fusion will take a while, and the battle cannot be avoided." Michael calmly explained , "Although I'm really not good at fighting, it doesn't matter. In the face of absolute power, these are not problems."

Raphael sighed, "Okay, I understand."

As soon as the two of them finished talking, the crystal ball on the table suddenly overturned. It was the crystal ball that trapped Zhongye. The two looked there at the same time, and the next second, the crystal ball exploded.

Michael, Raphael: "..."

Zhong also violently threw gravity bullets in the crystal ball. It didn't matter if he couldn't find the door, he directly broke the space.

"Tsk! Have you figured out how to die?" Chuya looked at Michael and Raphael expressionlessly. He was still in a dirty state, and his exposed skin was covered with red lines. He said With his right hand raised high, gravity condensed into a huge black sphere, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense to them, just start the fight and it's over.

Michael's emerald green eyes widened slightly, he turned around and fell on Raphael beside him, a huge explosion sounded, the entire room was destroyed, the smoke cleared away, and a faint golden halo appeared around Michael's body , the two remained unscathed.

"Miss Shenling's divine power is very useful ~ Mr. Zhongyuan." Michael smiled.

"You bastard!" Zhongya's pupils shrank uncontrollably. The other party just used Jiji's divine power, and he could feel it. The feeling that his own things were being moved made Zhongya furious.