After being targeted by a paranoid god [Quick Transmigration]

There was a moment of emotion on the face of the goddess.

It's just that this slight emotional change was quickly suppressed by him, as if it never existed at all.She blew on her pair of beautiful eyes, and her eyes fell on Cyril and Sumo lightly, without distinguishing between emotions and anger.

"Cyrillic."

The goddess' voice was clear and sweet, like jade beads splashing on a plate, or like the wind singing at night.She looked at Cyril, raised her hand slightly, and the sun in the sky became more radiant at that moment.

Crazy, it was flowing in his ears, originally he was well-behaved and docile, but it seemed to change with the mood of the goddess, and almost immediately turned into a storm carrying fury.

The goddess obviously didn't say a word, and the expression on that beautiful face didn't change in any way, as if the appearance of Cyril and Somo's departure didn't stir his heartstrings; However, the ever-increasing fierce momentum shows that the inner emotions of this goddess are not as calm and indifferent as she shows on her face.

... Rather, compared to the kindness, generosity, and aloofness that the goddess has always shown, her current behavior is obviously very different.

"In the previous generation, you betrayed me, I cut off your glory, shaved off your wings, and cast hell from above the clouds; but in this generation, how do you have the courage to seduce my four brothers?" The winged angel fell?"

Her voice was not very high, and there were not too many changes in tone, but there was an imposing manner and attitude that made people involuntarily start to feel terrified.

That is the aura that can only be cultivated by those who have been in high positions for a long time, and it has penetrated into the bone marrow and even become the instinct of the body.

The goddess didn't seem to have any intention of waiting for Cyril's answer.Because after she finished speaking, she no longer looked at Cyril, but focused her gaze on Sumo.

"my child."

Her gaze softened slightly, so the ice-covered face that was originally cold and hard like the most beautiful ice sculpture softened immediately because of such a small movement, it looked so approachable, people couldn't help it want to talk and believe.

"Although you have been deceived and induced by him, I am still willing to regard you as my most beloved child. Acknowledge your mistakes to me, abandon those thoughts that were forcibly instilled in you, and follow me back to the shrine."

The goddess stretched out her hand towards Somo.

"I will shave off those bad things for you, and then you will return to the embrace of God (me) once again."

Although her tone was flat, the words she said were not flat at all, and had a strong provocative force.At least Sumo took a look around and found that the faces of the pious believers from the Holy See, the first and second brothers, all had fanaticism on their faces, and they bowed down under the goddess' long skirt.

Seeing what the goddess said, Xiril suddenly panicked.He grabbed Su Mo's wrist, and when he looked at him, his eyes were full of accusations.

"Sumo." Although Cyril's tone was still inquiring, the force holding Sumo in his hands was still unwilling to relax at all, obviously because he was afraid that Sumo would really run away like this, "You won't really Did you listen to that woman? That guy..."

Cyril raised his chin in the direction of the goddess.

"Not a nice guy."

"Otherwise, would our dear goddess dare to list them one by one in broad daylight? Did you use the power of Fendral's storm to fill up the power to move mountains and seas? Denos is very concerned about the light. Has the control of your life become the golden beads on your fingers? Have the seasons of Churino become the murals that adorn your shrine, and the night of Dorothea the frescoes of your bedroom? door!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

The goddess was finally moved, her face was stained with anger, she raised her hand, the wind formed a blade and cut Cyril's robe, leaving long and deep wounds on his body, dripping with blood flowed out.

Cyril held the gap with one hand to stop the blood from flowing inside, instead of retreating, he laughed more presumptuously, and continued to challenge the goddess.

"Look, the wind blade you are using now is formed by the convergence of air currents. That is the power of Menuhin. You should not have forgotten it, right? It will be obedient to you, no matter how excessive your request is, it will definitely help you. Menuhin you achieved?"

"McKashkin's ocean should have been taken by you, after all, I don't think you are such a tolerant god..."

Cyril turned his head and avoided the goddess' attack.He looked at the goddess who was furious because of being exposed, and laughed silently.

"Sumo, have you seen it? The god you believe in is such a hypocritical, selfish, cunning and incompetent existence! In the distant past generation, she was born without any authority and power The gods took pity on her and took care of her, but how could they have thought that they were actually raising worms that would bite back and bite back at the end, designing them to perish, depriving them of their strength and authority, and letting them die in the long river of history. Disappeared among them!"

Amid the increasingly ugly face of the goddess, Cyril's brows were cold.

"Sumo, such a goddess, do you still want to follow her words and go to her side and still become a weapon in her hands!"

"Bullshit!!"

Finally, the goddess couldn't keep silent any longer, she opened her mouth to reprimand, but her whole body failed.

"Look, look, her nature is like this—" Cyril stretched her tone, "Is it uncomfortable, Somo? Why don't you come and believe in me?"

All the rhetoric and rhetoric in front of him seemed to be foreshadowing and exaggeration, and only this last sentence was what Cyril really wanted to express.In Cyril's view, the perfect image of the goddess crumbled, which would naturally make Sumo, who had always believed in the goddess, feel at a loss for his faith to collapse.

If I take advantage of this moment to enter...

Just imagine for a moment that Su Mo looks at him with that kind of trusting eyes, and regards himself as the only faith and god...

Cyril's breathing suddenly became rapid.

"...why should I suffer?"

However, Su Mo looked so bewildered, not to mention Cyril, even the goddess frowned in confusion.

"I don't believe in any existence."

Su Mo brushed off the non-existent dust on his sleeves, and raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw the two people staring at him.

"...Hahaha! This is also very good!"

Cyril was the first to react, and couldn't help but glance at the goddess with some complacency.He thought that Su Mo was a true believer in Goddess at the beginning, so now that Su Mo said such a thing, even if he didn't get anything, he still felt a strange sense of satisfaction, as if he had won. the same.

"Did you see that, Millicent! A liar like you is doomed to get nothing in the end!!"

The blood oozing from the wound on Cyril's arm flowed down his arm, but it did not fall on the ground, but condensed into a dark red, sharp knife in Cyril's palm. And an unmatched long sword.

He raised his arm, pointing the tip of the sword straight at the goddess's throat, his eyes sparkling.

"It's been an entire era, why don't we let us be here today and liquidate everything thoroughly!"

"With Sumo's belonging!"