when i got pregnant with the last god cub

In the early morning of the next day, Song Cheng left the temple early.

Isis, who was sleeping next to him, was unconscious, and his handsome face looked gentle and reassuring under the quilt.

Song Cheng watched quietly for a while, but didn't dare to make a move, got up lightly, put on his clothes and left.

He wanted to find Hathor, the god of love, before the meeting of the gods, and some questions had troubled him all night.

When the supreme god, the sun god Ra, created the gods, he endowed them with different powers and rights, accompanied by their functions as gods.

So some gods have to go to work honestly when the sun rises.

For example, the god of justice and order, the god of light who illuminates the world, and the lord of power, Seth, who is often accompanied by God Ra's side guard.

These gods, large and small, with important positions, must appear at the place where the sun rises every day on time to offer gifts to the great supreme god.

And Osiris, as the god of agriculture, the gods may or may not go to the pilgrimage, after all, the crops will still thrive without him in this world.

But Song Cheng wanted to see Ra, the sun god. In ancient Egyptian mythology, he was the only creator god.

However, Sha Ze and the God of Wisdom used to have vague meanings, and the one in his family is very likely to be the sun above the sky.

If Zheng Yanxu is the sun god, then who is Isis?

It is impossible for two Zheng Yanxu to appear at the same time, right?

Song Cheng let out a sigh of relief. The temple of Hathor, the god of love, is in the west direction, and it is inevitable that he will pass by other people on the way there.

But fortunately, he got up earlier, and the sun had not yet come down from the skyline.

He passed by the temples of the god of wine, the god of the lion and the god of rain in turn. The tall and ingeniously carved stone pillars seemed to support the sky, and the majestic and solemn temple was built on it.

The gate of the temple was closed tightly, and none of these drunken carnival gods woke up.

Seeing that he was about to reach the temple of Hathor, the God of Love, a shrill scream suddenly sounded from a certain palace.

Song Cheng froze in place, and before he could react, he saw a gray stone palace door shatter with a "bang".

A tall, strong man with a beard ran out madly, and he was holding a huge piercing ax in his hand.

The tip of the ax was dripping blood, and the golden liquid flowed all over the ground.

Song Cheng's hand shaking the golden carriage, is this...Frante, the God of Rot?

Before he had time to think about it, he saw the God of Rot's face was ferocious, his eyes were bloodshot, and his thick hands were dragging something backwards, and then pulled hard.

The golden blood exploded in front of my eyes in an instant, spilling everywhere like golden beans, and the woman's pitiful scream sounded again, carrying the blood-curdling pain.

A slender white arm was thrown into the air and fell above the sea of ​​clouds.

And the torn texture can be seen clearly.

"Fuck! You want to kill me?! You tried to murder me?!"

Frant, the God of Rot, roared angrily throughout the space, and then he strangled a woman's neck and held it high above her head.

After seeing the woman's face clearly again, Song Cheng's eyes shrank in disbelief.

The woman had a pretty face that she was not unfamiliar with, and a head of conspicuous dark gray long hair. She was the one Song Cheng had met not long ago... the God of Sleep.

Song Cheng stretched out his hand subconsciously. He didn't know what power he had, but his instinctive desire was strongly dominating him.

So through the tiny gaps in the leaves of the plants that were spreading madly, he saw the God of Sleep who had kept his eyes tightly closed, and suddenly opened them.

Those purple eyes were bright and dazzling, and Shengri's giant wheel slowly turned its sharp teeth.

Only then did Song Cheng realize that those were eyes that could kill people.

As soon as Sha Ze's words sounded in his mind, he saw the scene of the God of Sleep killing his husband with his own eyes.

The God of Rot seemed to be stupefied. He raised the terrifying ax in a strange way, and swung it viciously towards his head.

In an instant, blood splattered and the head that was thrown in the air, when he turned to Song Cheng, he saw the surprised and frightened expression on the face of the sober God of Rot.

And it was only in the blink of an eye, the God of Rot did not let go of the Sleeping God with his mutilated limbs from beginning to end.

That is to say, the Sleeping God almost cruelly watched all this happening three or four centimeters away from her face.

The golden blood sprayed on her face, she just closed her eyes happily, and a very happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The tall body of the God of Rot instantly rotted down and fell to the mortal world.

The plant vines that Song Cheng stretched out had only enough time to catch the broken body of the Sleeping God, but it was too late to catch the body of the rotting God with scorching blood.

So after a while of silence, the world was like hell.

Those people who have not yet got up and are sleeping in a dream are all controlled by the out-of-control sleeping god to kill each other.

There were shrill screams one after another, and the flesh of the God of Rot fell down, burning holes that could not be repaired.

Anything living that comes into contact with it quickly decays to death.

Song Cheng's complexion changed, and he immediately reached out to control the vines and pulled the Sleeping God to his side.

She must be woken up!

Song Cheng urgently called the name of the Sleeping God, and even patted her blood-stained face anxiously.

The Sleeping God finally responded, but she was the first to open those terrifying eyes.

Song Cheng's whole body froze, countless arm-thick vines shot up from his back, and he subconsciously took precautions.

Even so, he was a second slower.

The eyes of the Sleeping God had already locked him, and the giant sun wheel began to rotate in it.

At the moment when Song Cheng lost all hope, the vines quickly wrapped the two of them into a huge sphere.

what's the situation?

He is not controlled by sleep?

Song Cheng opened his eyes abruptly, and met the slightly astonished purple pupils of the Sleeping God.

"I can't control you...I can't control you, it's impossible..." Sleeping Dream murmured.

At this moment, the subconsciously attacking vines wrapped around her neck.

"You... are not from here!"

How can a person who is already in a dream reenter the dream to manipulate.

The vines tightened silently, and the painful eyes of the Sleeping God were bloodshot.

Song Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly waved his hand, and the vines suddenly let go.

The Sleeping God fell to the ground, like a broken puppet, his eyes lost all color.

Song Cheng quickly helped her up, "Tina, are you okay?"

At this time, Tina's eyes turned completely gray, and that gray desire swallowed up all the sounds and colors, with terrifying despair.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness." Sleeping God's weak voice came over, and she smiled wryly, "I didn't expect to bring you back to this day..."

Song Cheng was shocked. This is... the Sleeping God who came in with him?

"Your memory is too deep, like an abyss that can never be bottomed out."

She could only force Song Cheng to break through through her most painstaking memory.

"Hurry up, we don't have much time left..." Sleeping God said urgently, "The longer you stay, the weaker the self-awareness that comes in will be."

"Until it is completely replaced by what Osiris once was!"

"You must find the answer you want within the limited time!" The Sleeping God warned word by word.Song Cheng subconsciously asked: "What if I can't find it?"

The Sleeping God's face became paler and paler, and those gray eyes closed little by little.

"If you can't find it, you'll stay here forever..."

As soon as her words fell, the Sleeping God completely closed his eyes and passed out.

Song Cheng's arms around her shoulders froze slightly, and no one knew which dream god would wake up next time.

He still doesn't know many things, how can he find the answer?

He had countless questions last night!

That's the way to say that you don't pay for your life.

Just when Song Cheng didn't know what to do, an urgent voice suddenly came from a distance.

"Osiris!"

Isis, who heard the commotion, hurried out of the temple and just rushed over when he saw the scene in front of him.

The handsome young man was covered in blood and was hugging a woman who passed out and had a broken arm. The young man lowered his head and remained silent, with an indistinct flickering expression on his face.

He felt that his heart was tightly pinched by an invisible big hand, so that he was suffocating.

Isis called his lover's name, and strode forward impatiently.

Hearing the sound, the young man raised his head, and a trace of inadvertent confusion flashed across those beautiful emerald eyes.

And the look of looking at the person coming is so fragile, like a lost child who can't find his way home.

"Isis?"

Song Cheng was a little surprised, but what responded to him was an eager and distressed hug from the man.

The moment they were close to each other, Song Cheng suddenly had the urge to cry.

In this helpless, even completely strange world, there is still someone who loves and loves me.

Song Cheng felt that he was going to drown in this warm embrace, like a fish with nowhere to hide.

It is him, and ISIS will be Zheng Yanxu in the future.

From ancient times to the present, there will never be another person like Zheng Yanxu, who will rush forward with all his strength regardless of life, death or reincarnation.

"Anywhere hurt?"

After Isis confirmed that the person in his arms was intact, he was completely relieved, but he still asked worriedly.

Song Cheng looked at the blood on the man's clothes, and quickly pushed him back.

"I'm fine, none of this blood is mine."

In order to appease the man, Song Cheng hastily explained:

"It's Tina. Some... bad things happened to her and her husband Frante."

Song Cheng didn't know how to describe this accident. The left arm of Tina, the god of sleep, was brutally torn off.

But the God of Rot was controlled and cut off his own head on the spot.

The seemingly incompatible couple, who would have thought it would lead to such a tragedy.

Especially the people below were killed by the body of the rotten god.

The man almost understood the cause and effect after listening to the first few sentences. He touched the young man's pale cheek and said softly:

"okay, I get it."

"Leave it all to me, Ollie."