818 The Man Who Robbed Pluto Marriage

"Cough cough," the elf elder's fierce cough that hated iron and steel finally brought back Derby's soul. He looked at the three present with embarrassment, and two of them watched him grow up, and suddenly felt ashamed up.

Prosser smiled and waved his hands, "I know I'm beautiful, it's completely normal to stare blankly."

The elf elder, who was about to teach Derby a lesson, slipped his feet and almost fell. The calm and loving body of the elf king shook violently, and Derby almost turned red all over his body again.

"Okay, no kidding, I'll make you uneasy if I continue like this," Prosser propped his chin, and said with a dazed look: "Derby, go and distribute this bag of seeds to all the leaders of the elves. This task requires You have traveled across the entire continent, and you may not be able to return to your homeland until you die, even so, are you willing?"

Derby shivered all over, and his ears turned red. Unlike the previous embarrassment, he was excited.

at last……

"yes, I agree!"

Finally a major task that only I can do!

The elder wanted to say something, but seeing the light in the child's eyes, he couldn't say anything to stop him.

Prosser nodded casually. Although he spoke seriously, he didn't seem to care much about traveling all over the mainland.

"Very well, then you can leave today."

"What?" The elder shouted, seeing that everyone was looking at him, coughed embarrassedly, and said, "Is this too fast!"

ready?farewell?With such a hasty start, even Derby would...

"Okay, I'll pack my bags right away!"

After speaking, Derby ran out in a hurry.

The elf elder was full of words, so his throat was blocked.

"Hehe," Prosser said with a smile, "you don't need to worry so much," holding the wine glass with his fingers and shaking gently, his slender fingers were extraordinarily white and transparent against the brown wooden cup.

"I will bless him, as long as he believes in me."

"Faith?" The elder didn't understand the word.

The Elf King lowered his eyes, "If you can save the world, then believing in you is our refuge."

The morning light outside the window filled the big tree where the Elven King lived, and the light cast a layer of fine veil on the emerald green branches and leaves. Proser's current position was the edge of the window, and a few mottled lights and shadows sandwiched between the shadows of the trees covered his whole body, illuminating his illusory And holy.

The elder looked at him like this, and the last trace of doubt in his heart disappeared. He said calmly: "Derby is a fearless child. I can't guarantee that he can believe in you."

"Faith doesn't need anyone's guarantee," Prosser said with a smile like the remnants of summer, "he is a child with great potential."

Bold, unyielding, simple and persistent, being the first elf to discover his existence from the forest itself means that he has an unclear relationship with himself.

So leaving the matter to him, Prosser was relieved.

The Elf King lowered his eyes: "Thank you for your trust."

Prosser rested his left hand casually on the window sill, and the long scarf draped over his arm was hanging down. His clothes were unusually revealing, but it didn't make people feel obscene, but only sacred.

He gently brushed away the sunlight shining on the entire forest, and pointed to the sky.

"At my command, O Light, sing for me."

When the invisible lights have masters, they will jump out like fairies in fairy tales.Originally nothingness, they now have entities, so they will naturally flap their small and transparent wings and fly everywhere.But although they are naughty, they obey the orders of their masters.

The chorus of fairies of light.

"Sing for joy, O Light!"

"Sing for joy, O Light!"

"Sing for joy, O Light!"

When the goblins happily told the future of the forest, the eternal day has expelled the terror of the night under the mastery of the gods.

Prosser flapped his wings and flew out of the room lightly.He was facing the direction of the sun, colorful streamers painted beautiful colors behind him, and the rainbow seemed to be drawn by him.

On this day, all the elves in the forest saw this magical scene, and then whispered that there would be no more night in the forest.

The 36 wings were aimed at different directions, but they were neatly bent and opened, and the white feathers fell one after another.

There is no clothing on the upper body, but it is noble and does not allow infringement. Under the light of God, the sun is under his control.

His dependents were born from the light of nothingness, and they flew around him to play, sing and dance.

At this moment, Prosser issued a second order, "Give power to those elves."

The Fairy of Light blinked, looked at each other with big golden vertical pupils, and immediately flew to find the elves that suited her, and then kissed their mouths amidst their screams, and then the contract was concluded.

Prosser thought for a while, what else is missing?

At this time, Chunshen's deity urged him in a turmoil, and Prosser smiled lightly: "Got it, this is still missing."

He opened his palm, and dropped a seed that was the same as that in Derby's bag between his fingers. The seed germinated on the ground, and quickly became taller under the divine power of Spring God.

"Tall?" Prosser adjusted the size of the tree, and found that this was not enough. Just being tall doesn't mean anything, so he had a good idea.

All the trees in the forest are close to the tall trees grown from seeds. They seem to be gathered together, and they seem to admire the tree king, hanging their branches and crowns under it.

When all the changes were completed, Prosser stood at the top of the big tree, lowered his head, and could see countless tree crowns quietly admiring it halfway up, and the clouds floating in the sky were only [-]/[-] of the whole tree. Second position.

It was a huge tree whose width, not to mention its height, could not be measured by sight.

Prosser named it.

"world Tree."

He created the world tree, He fell from the tree, He is the god of the world, He is the god of heaven.

There is such a passage recorded in the elf culture of later generations to describe the scene where the gods descended after the World Tree was created.

At that time, the world of Ai Rui was already a thoroughly high-magic society, and various martial arts and magic developed were skillfully used in daily life.At the same time as the development of magic, the handicraft industry has not been left behind, and tall puppets often haunt the battlefield.

Thousands of years after God created the World Tree, they are still devout, and readings to God can be heard in every educational institution.

And the first words children of elves learn have always come from faith.

Him.

It is the honorific title of God in the consciousness of elves.

God has no gender because He is infinitely just.

No matter how many years later, how the elves speculated about the existence of God, and how they revered the world tree like their parents, but when this world tree was created, only this race saw it, that is, the later white elf.

Today is the day that is constantly eulogized in history. For the society of elves, this is a great deed that is no less than the creation of the world.

The god with open white feathers descends from the sky, and those lively and lovely beings circle around him, flowers will bloom for his existence, and the grass and trees will be greener because of him.

Even though he was barefoot and covered in white cloth, he was spotless and spotless.

It is the one who should exist in the ideal.

The giant tree behind it is higher than the clouds. This is God's creation and God's authority.

The beauty of the god's face is blurred, leaving only a stunning phantom in front of his eyes, but the power of the god is full of the life of the elves.

Those small and cute fairies of light have become the best partners of the elves.

But having said so much, in fact, Prosser just gave life to the concept of holy light, and gave those lives to these elves, but they happily changed their name to white elves many years later.

Prosser fell to the ground beautifully as if weightless, the grass stepped on by the soles of his feet was greener, he said to the elves who followed his divine light and surrounded him.

"This will be the first gift from me, the Almighty God, to you. Three days later, the second gift will be discovered by you."

After speaking, his figure became illusory, disappearing in this morning like shattered gold flakes.

Prosser, who came back after going out for a circle, said to the elf elders who were as shocked and admiring as those elves, "I'll give you a few small gifts."

"The gift you gave is really incomparably precious." The Elf King bowed his head respectfully.

After performing this miracle, the thoughtful king finally had the self-consciousness of his subjects.

Prosser smiled, and said in a subtle tone, "Not all my gifts are that precious."

In another world, his gift was a very cruel one.

Closing his eyes, the otherworldly Lord of the Cross seemed to be on the battlefield, seeing how those believers transcended death and turned their lives into flames that burned the gods one after another.

When the hole cards restricted by him are revealed one by one, I believe that in a short while, the balance between humans and gods will be restored again.

Prosser thought silently.

At that time, when he returns to that world, he should not only be the God King, but also...

Speaking of the goal that is unattainable by countless worlds and countless gods, his eyes were full of ambition, and a smile appeared on his face as he swept across the two elves present.

Yes, if one world doesn’t work, then two, if two worlds don’t work, then three!

He believes in himself and will definitely stand on the peak that no one can match!

"Prosser's future represents the supremacy, the supreme god, Hades, it's absolutely impossible for you to swallow like this!"

Just when Prosser announced his inner will, another voice seemed to speak to Pluto with a tacit understanding.

Hades lazily raised one eyelid, his lips trembled slightly, and said nothing, as if tired.

"You don't say a word, your face is expressionless, although you look good, but with this lifeless look, how did he fall in love with you?"

The voice was still talking, Hades frowned, feeling very noisy.

"Don't frown! Do you despise me? It's too much. After all, I'm your father, and it's so obvious that my son despises me!"

Hades finally couldn't bear it anymore and pointed out the owner of the voice.

"Chaos."

"It's me!~"

Chaos, who had long been sleeping in the chaos in the cognition of the gods, actually harassed Pluto with a hundred times more energy, and from the meaning of his words, he seemed to know Prosser who messed up the world. .

Hades said indifferently: "The purpose of your coming here."

Chaos said sadly: "I have lent the world to you two to play, if you two don't give me a master, I will be really at a loss!"

Hades said indifferently: "If it's just like this, you can go back."

Facing the chasing away, Chaos' tone suddenly changed to playful, "Hades, it is your request to let Prosser come to this world, but when the King of Light is changed to Lord of Light, can you still be as calm as you are now?" ?”

"Continue to be persistent in front of Pluto, your strength is obviously not limited to this underworld," Chaos said as if reminding: "If you continue to remain silent, you may gain nothing."

Silver light gradually gushed out of Hades' cold black eyes, which was a deep manifestation of absolute order and the supreme rule that had been honed.

"You said what I said, right?"

Seeing this, Chaos pointed out with a low smile the source of Hades' divinity that no one had ever known.

"Lord of the Law."