when i got pregnant with the last god cub

He really knows the gods created by his subordinates too well, and he knows where Seth's Achilles' heel is.

It's like playing with a toy with a clear structure, so he knows where the needle sticks are the most painful.

Seth's face was extremely ugly, his light brown eyes were full of disbelief, and despair crawled all over his handsome face.

"You created us, but do you think we would be grateful for that!"

Nephthys suddenly struggled to sit up and said angrily:

"You always claim to be smart and transcendent. No one does not worship you and regard you as the belief of all living beings."

"We can only live by your light, but what will happen?"

"Osiris, who loved you in the past, was unwilling to step into the Temple of the Sun because he was willing to fall, and the gods even abandoned you, preferring to die by the flames!"

Nephthys sneered with a sneer:

"You always like to talk about the impermanence of fate and play with everything. You don't want those who respect you, and you even dismiss those who admire you."

"Why did you create us? You should enjoy endless loneliness on the sacred mountain, great Lord God!"

As soon as Nephthys finished speaking, Generation Sun's face sank instantly.

Kate, the Cat of Pull God, had an ugly expression, and a stern look flashed in her eyes. She was about to make a move, but Nephthys seized the opportunity.

The huge wings stood up abruptly, and the moment they flapped, countless feathers shot out like cold blades.

Kate's complexion changed, and she didn't have time to escape, but barely stood in front of Generation Sun.

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, Nephthys grabbed Seth and flew away.

Generation Sun narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the patron saints Nephthys and Seth who were struggling to escape in the air.

No trace of panic could be seen on his calm and handsome face, he turned his head and called out:

"Kate."

Kate immediately understood what he meant, and the God Cat tilted its head, and instantly transformed into a huge and mighty black lion on the spot.

The black lion knelt and prostrated in front of the man, and lowered its head that had always been held high.

A generation of sun slightly raised its foot and stepped on Kate's head, the black lion stood up again, a pair of dazzling and gorgeous wings of fire spread out silently in the air.

Compared with Nephthys, who is good at flying, Kate's speed is only fast but not slow.

So Nephthys didn't fly far with Seth, even though the two just wanted to quickly return to the protective cover.When Kate caught up with Nephthys and opened her bloody mouth, the scorching flame instantly ignited the already injured wings.

The faces of Song Cheng and Hathor, who were watching from a distance, changed instantly, and Nephthys, who was hit by the flames, let out a painful scream, and then quickly fell from the air.

Song Cheng and Hathor immediately ran towards the place where they fell, Nephthys's left wing had been scorched in a large area, pale flesh mixed with golden blood, it was too horrible to look at.

"Nefthys!" Hathor shouted anxiously, carefully lifting Nephthys up.

Nephthys was extremely pale from the pain of being burned by the flames.

Since she gave birth to this pair of wings, she has had advantages that others cannot match, but also has a fatal weakness.

These wings grew from the body of Nephthys through the most excruciating pain.

So once the wings are seriously injured, sometimes it will kill Nephthys.

Seth understood too well, relying on Song Cheng's support, he tremblingly came to Nephthys.

"Fufu...you talk..."

The man stretched out his hands in a panic and touched his lover's pale, sweaty little face. His heart was tightly squeezed and he couldn't breathe.

"Seth...I'm fine..." Nephthys shook his head weakly, "Take...Take Song Cheng and the others..."

As Nephthys spoke, his eyes suddenly enlarged silently and he said hastily:

"They're here!"

Song Cheng was taken aback for a moment, and quickly looked back.

The man who stepped on the lion had such an outstandingly handsome face that his heart tightened suddenly the moment he saw it.

The wings of fire that stepped on the huge black lion seemed to be burning a hole in the sky because of the overheating, and the man's figure was blurred in the void.

But Song Cheng still recognized the person he hadn't seen for a long time at a glance, it was... Chu Zihan.

A generation of sun, Chu Zihan.

Song Cheng read it in disbelief, it was the first time he felt that a person's name could be so strange.

It was as strange as Hu Rong's death, and the dense pain quickly crushed and smashed the heart.

Song Cheng just stood up with a stiff face, his eyes were full of unbelievable sadness when he looked at the man.

Compared with Hu Rong's clarity and disappointment, the man can't bear the hurt and heartbreak flashing in the young man's beautiful eyes.

They used to be neighbors and good friends, but now they have become such a situation, which is not a kind of betrayal.Especially when Song Cheng quickly understood Hu Rong's death, that kind of betrayal was full of unforgettable and bloody cruelty.

After the pain passed, Song Cheng's chest was filled with burning anger.

The more intense this anger burned, the more sober he became.

"Your Highness!"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Hathor's expression changed instantly.

The giant black lion rushed towards the young man, carrying a terrifying and scorching aura.

Seeing that the tall and thin young man was about to be swallowed up by the black lion, Kate stopped in front of Song Cheng awkwardly.

So Song Cheng's eyes met the man's without hindrance.

The distance is clearly within reach, but the indifferent eyes of the young people make each other seem to be separated by a natural moat that can never be crossed.

Song Cheng didn't open his mouth to question Hu Rong's death. Except for Chu Zihan, no one could kill Hu Laosan without leaving a wound.

Just because he knew Hu Rong's trust and dependence on Chu Zihan, he understood the disappointment when that man left.

That is the sadness that can be felt after death without having to see it through the pupils.

Unknowingly, they have become sworn enemies.

Generation Sun looked at Song Cheng with those deep eyes, and he slightly raised his hand to touch the young man's thin lips without any blood color.

"Little Osiris, we... meet again."

The man's undisguised covetousness and burning desire made Song Cheng's expression even more embarrassing.

He never thought that a generation of sun gods would have an unknown desire for Osiris.

Song Cheng resisted all kinds of discomfort in his heart, and slammed down the man's hand.

"Do not touch me."

"Don't touch him."

At the same time as the young man's disgusted and cold voice sounded, another deep and indifferent voice sounded.

Hearing the voice, Song Cheng was shocked, and before turning his head, he was embraced by a familiar chest.

The man's slender and powerful hands slowly moved down from the young man's thin waist, along Song Chengchi's naked forearm, and clasped his sweaty fingers.

Zheng Yanxu looked at the guy who quickly opened the distance and stood on top of the giant lion with an ugly face, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He gently pecked the young man's pale cheek, and whispered in Song Cheng's ear:

"Baby, don't be afraid."