After being targeted by a paranoid god [Quick Transmigration]

In Cyril's arms, the princess was holding Somo, and walked quickly through the woods.There was a slight smile on his face, and he seemed completely satisfied with the fact that he was able to pick up this bird that fell in the forest and bring it home.

The wings behind Su Mo stopped flapping, and stayed quietly in Cyril's arms.He feels that he is now like an actor performing on stage after scene. In the process of "acting", he learns to comprehend all kinds of joys and sorrows, and he can learn from the things he has encountered and the feelings that arise instinctively in his heart. Little by little, he learns those feelings that he has never been in contact with and is not very good at.

And these emotions will all be stored in his body by him, as a kind of emotion that will be returned to the body in the future, and can make the person who has been in the gap between time and space since birth unrecognizable. The gods who don't know right and wrong in the world open their eyes and take a look at what the world looks like.

That is the whole meaning of the individual named "Suma" being created and tossed and turned in countless journeys. Although he once strayed from this path, fortunately in the end, Somo regained his His own heart, to do those things he should do.

It's just a little different from an actor...Su Mo didn't hold a script in his hand, and he didn't know what kind of repertoire he wanted to perform with.

So Su Mo simply let it go.

After all, he still has a long, long time...so he will definitely be able to, after a long time, he can always return to his original body with a satisfactory answer.

After exposing his identity, Cyril removed those ridiculous disguises that he wanted to act like an ordinary human being. Even if he didn't show his "non-human" side, it was obviously used It has amazing speed and strength that humans cannot possess.

He didn't look like he was going to lead Sumo out of the woods.On the contrary, Cyril hugged Sumo and kept going deeper into the woods.The edge of the city and the forest was left far behind by him. In the end, when Sumo looked back, all he could see was the lush forest, and the towering ancient trees filled his sight.

There was almost no communication between Sumo and Cyril. The only thing that could be heard was the whistling wind caused by the rapid movement, and the sounds of insects and birds were mixed in, but soon and approaching nothing.

Physically, not too long passed, and Cyril stopped.

In front of them was a towering old castle standing in the middle of the forest. It was a gorgeous Gothic building with a clean white exterior wall and a black tip design on the top of the castle. The eyes were like the eyes of some kind of creature. window.

The closed gate of the castle looked heavy and had a sense of ancient history. Somo saw that the dark red color was like dried old blood.

"Look, that's where I live in the human world."

Cyril lowered his head to look at Su Mo's face, and there was a smile in his voice.

"When I have a chance next time, I will take you to my residence in hell."

These words successfully attracted Su Mo's attention.

"what are you talking about?"

Su Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and seemed very puzzled by Cyril's self-talk.

"What makes you feel..."

Su Mo paused for a moment. It seemed that this question made him feel very weird and unbelievable, but he finally asked this question.

"What makes you think that I will obediently follow you and go to hell with you?"

Su Mo's face was full of confusion.

And his question obviously stunned Cyril, because when Su Mo found that the other party looked at him, the confusion in his eyes was obviously even more serious.

"What are you talking about?"

Cyril asked back.

"Could it be possible that you still think that you can go back to heaven in this state?"

His eyes swept over the bright black wings behind Somo, and the black flame-like pattern between the eyebrows covered by Sumo's disheveled forehead, revealing an expression full of shock, obviously He was surprised that Su Mo still had such a naive idea.

It took Su Mo a few seconds to react before realizing that what Cyril was referring to should be the shrine where the goddess was.

It should also be the birthplace and destination of all angels, but obviously, Sumo, an evil god who is just wearing the skin of an angel, should not be included in this list.

"Forget it."

Cyril kicked open the door of the castle mercilessly, walked in with Sumo in his arms, and did not forget to verbally stimulate Sumo.

"That woman has no way of accepting you."

He paused for a while, as if he was afraid that Su Mo would not believe it, and added a few more words.

"Not only will she not accept you, but she will also fly into a rage and regard you as a shame to her. She will pluck off your feathers one by one, and use a sharp knife turned into light to remove the flesh from your body piece by piece. Shaved off the top of the skeleton."

"She will hang you upside down at the entrance of hell, and let her letter eagle come to peck your heart on time every day with the sun. The black flames in hell will burn you, and the tongue of fire will spit out , licking your skin, bringing heart-piercing burning pain, but you have no way to get rid of this embarrassment."

"But you will not die. She will not allow the rebels who have betrayed themselves to die easily. You will be cursed by the gods, and you will face more painful, terrible and long-lasting torture than death. Until One day, when the world is destroyed, the heaven and the earth are in sympathy, and the gods no longer exist, you will be able to be liberated."

Cyril led Sumo through the long and dark corridors in the castle without candles or lights.I don't know how long it has been since no one visited this castle. When the outside sunlight shines in through the windows, you can see the dust flying in the sunlight.

But what doesn't match that kind of scene is that the castle is not full of dust or the smell of time decay like this scene.When Su Mo inhaled, he only felt the faint but real fragrance of roses filling his lungs and swimming in his body.

Cyril placed Sumo on the soft and huge bed, and untied the bed curtain hanging above the bed post.The wide cloth embroidered with dark patterns immediately fell down and scattered around them, covering all the outside light.

This place seemed to have become an extremely small and enclosed space in an instant, but there were two adult men imprisoned in it.In the pitch blackness, there was a light source—that was Cyril's pupils who had turned blood-red at some point, and Su Mo's half-covered green eyes.

Cyril stretched out his hand, pinched Somo's neck, and then slid down, plucking the feathers on the four wings on Somo's back.

"It was like this when I just changed, and your situation is much better now than mine was at the beginning."

He brazenly claimed credit for himself, as if he didn't consider that Su Mo had to accept such a so-called "transformation" that was entirely caused by himself.

"After all, I'm helping you guide the flow of power with my hands."

Su Mo took a breath, and wanted to bite him to death.

It's really nice to say this.

The two of them remained silent for a while, and the air seemed to be silent for a while.

This kind of silence actually didn't last long, because soon, like a child who didn't get the candy he wanted, Cyril began to pat the bed in dissatisfaction.

"Why are you not angry?"

The former King of Angels and now the Lord of Hell raised his voice, asking a somewhat unbelievable rhetorical question.

"Why are you not angry?"

"...Should I be angry?"

Finally, Su Mo no longer kept silent, but asked back in confusion.

Because he is not a loyal believer of that "goddess"—after all, Sumo himself is already the one with extremely high power, status, and personality among countless god systems—plus In Sumo's eyes, what Cyril is doing now are just some innocuous little things, and the physical pain can't cause any real harm to him, and the so-called "converting from the light species to the dark species" , becoming a "resident of hell", "abandoned by the gods" and so on... For Sumo, these things are really not a big deal.

He doesn't care about the pity of the so-called goddess, let alone what changes will happen to his body in the end.

You know, if it is really counted, in this world, there probably will not be any kind of creature that is more distorted and challenges the acceptance of other creatures than the appearance of the old ruler.

They cannot be given the title of "evil gods" simply and rudely, but they may be more deviant than those so-called evil gods from the traditional positioning of "justice" and are unpredictable.

So, facing Cyril's fury, Somo stared at him with wide eyes.His eyes, like the spring water in the center of the pine forest, were bright and full of confusion at first, but soon a gleam of light flashed through as if suddenly enlightened.

"Oh! So you should be angry at this time."

Although I don't understand it very well, Su Mo is a very studious and good student.He immediately recorded this point in a small notebook in his heart, and prepared it as a case reference for analyzing and mastering emotions.

But Su Mo's "sensitivity and eagerness to learn" is probably not what Cyril expected to see.

"..."

Even though the surroundings are completely dark now, it will not affect the vision of the two non-human beings in the darkness.

Because of this reason, Su Mo could clearly notice that Cyril's complexion became even uglier, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"...You really are a miraculous existence."

Su Mo vaguely felt that he heard Cyril grinding his teeth.

"Then, I really hope that you can maintain this attitude in the days to come."

His fingers stroked Su Mo's neck, stopped on the protruding Adam's apple, and rubbed it for a long time.

Su Mo had no doubt that the other party was probably really considering whether to wring his throat directly.

It's just that in the end, for some reason, Cyril still didn't do that.His hands without the slightest warmth left Su Mo's neck, and his eyes flickered a few times, as if he had made some kind of decision.

"I will guard you." Cyril said, "I will guard you and watch you go further and further away from the path you chose and the road that the gods pointed out for you, until you finally meet. Go backwards."

"There hasn't been a six-winged angel king born in the shrine for many years, and even the existence of four-winged angels has become rare and precious."

He lowered his head, and Su Mo felt that something extremely hot had fallen on his eyelids.

"I'm really looking forward to the moment when you are completely depraved... the mask on that hypocritical woman's face is torn off, what kind of expression will she show again!"