818 The Man Who Robbed Pluto Marriage

After seeing the God of Light, the gods in Little Paradise felt the love of their colleagues deeply, and then Prosser's love ignited them.

"Fuck!"

"Such a long-lost brilliance..."

"Blind, blind! The goddess of sight! Call her here!"

"Don't make trouble, the goddess of vision is not from our side! Emma, ​​this familiar sourness!"

"The taste is beyond words...Your Majesty, please restrain your aura."

Eberron, the god of honor, covered his eyes. Like all the gods here, he asked his boss, who always pays no attention to restraining his beauty, to treat the eyes of his subordinates better.

As for the protest, they have long been accustomed to the uselessness of protest, because the Supreme God of Light will always throw a sentence.

"It's all my fault for being too beautiful."

By the way, an incomparably beautiful sigh.

What a beautiful ghost!beauty!

The god of honor exploded in his heart. As an example of appreciating masculine muscles and bronzed skin, he said that he did not like his boss's pale and thin body for a long time!

Dare to train that figure to be stronger!

Thinking of this, Eberron stared at Prosser resentfully, and was blinded again.

Emma, ​​too hot eyes!

Prosser looked at the group of subordinates innocently.

As soon as he walked in the door, he felt a familiar aura, that feeling was right... the aura that birds of a feather flock together more intimately than coming home!

But even if birds of a feather flock together, I'm still the boss.

Proudly puffing out her chest inwardly, Prosser raised her chin happily.

Tiila walked to the Moon Goddess, and pulled her in a state of obsession.

"Hey... Desmona! Don't be stupid, wake up!"

"Wow!"

The frightened silver hair of the Moon Goddess was about to stand on end, she jumped aside, covered her ears, and looked at Tiira warily.

The Moonlight Goddess pinched her waist helplessly, "Dismona! That dress was made by you, right? I've seen you fabricate that kind of fabric before."

Mentioning the body on Prosser, Desmonda immediately recovered to her best condition, her proud nose almost stood out.

"How? As expected of me!"

Tiira glared at her, as if to say that you little bitch gave gifts secretly without telling me, then turned her head, looked at Prosser with the same obsession, and had to admit, "This outfit is really suitable for Your Majesty."

Dismona: "Hehe."

Then the two goddesses squatted in the corner together, and they were crazy about Proser. There was no way, the God of Light was even more attractive after returning.

The blond hair that had reached his waist was radiantly scattered behind his back like a living life, and his beautiful face seemed more beautiful than before he left.

Proser himself is the God of Light, and he is very suitable for all kinds of gold and silver, but Desmonda's dress dresses him up from an incomplete angle, making him reveal a subtle luster.

The whole body is cut out of white fabric to form a close-fitting inner lining, and then the thicker silver and white are used to design a generous outer surface, which is matched with silver ornaments, gold buckles and long belts.

Although the hem is wide, it looks like it is riding the wind, setting off a sharp arc with every turn of Prosser.

The overall style seems to have taken the style of a human knight, but because of the ingenious thought of the maker, he added the excellent idea of ​​a waist in the long body design of the jacket.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, although the figure is slender, but coupled with the sense of abstinence in this body, even if it loses the degree of exposure, it does not follow the mainstream aesthetics of the gods, but this outfit highlights the aura and aura of the God of Light To burst the table!

And at the same time that it exploded, it made people want to take off the clothes. The overwhelmed ambition made them only dare to kneel and lick with tears streaming down their faces in their hearts.

Now the two goddesses of the moon are kneeling and panting.

Prosser laughed at their reaction. It had been a long time since he had worn such a dress that covered his whole body, and he only put it on because of nostalgia. The reaction was so big... It really is that I am as beautiful as a flower.

The last sentence easily exposed Proser's inner shame, but he was not ashamed and proud of it.

He is so beautiful, do you have the guts to hit him?

Have no guts?

Don't hold back!

Because if you have the guts, you will be blown up by him.

Prosser smiled dangerously at this moment, and all the gods present were as quiet as chickens.

He nodded in satisfaction, "I'm back, everyone."

"Your Majesty, welcome back."

The 36 main gods headed by Ebra knelt at the feet of the God of Light, holding their hearts with one hand, and their loyalty was beyond doubt.

Prosser thought to himself, and finally became serious, but said solemnly, "Get up."

The 36 main gods stood up and looked like human beings. Every one of them went out as a powerful main god who was worshiped by thousands of people, but at this time they were also wiping sweat in their hearts.

"Finally fooled!"

"Then let's talk about how you have been negligent in these 500 years."

"hiss!"

The main gods looked at their master, and they were sure that they saw the bloody storm in the smile of the light god.

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"Hey, I'm recruiting! When I saw the God of War and the God of the Sea being connected before, I should have suspected that their intentions were wrong, but I was delayed because I wanted to take a nap," Andy, the god of water, said sadly: "At this point Going to Alvin is also the same crime! He told me at the time that it doesn’t matter, anyway, His Majesty can easily solve it, let’s continue to sleep, I was bewitched only after hearing such shirk responsibility! So I must not be punished alone!”

Alvin, the god of wisdom, looked at the god of water in shock, "Andy you!"

Andy glanced at him, then quickly looked away, eyes full of such a sentence.

"You don't want to escape even if I die!"

Alvin, the God of Wisdom, immediately pointed to the God of Victory and said, "Arnold also knew about the rebellion of the God of the Sea, but he didn't say anything!"

A Nuo raised his eyebrows, "The God of Destiny, the God of Prophecy, although they don't deal with each other, they are the first to know about this matter!"

Ke Yi and He Yi glanced at each other. The two brothers who were usually at odds showed a tacit understanding at this moment. They opened their mouths and wanted to say something, but the rest of the gods rushed forward as expected and pressed them down. .

"Shut up, we will be in trouble if you talk!"

"Brother Doom, hold back!"

"Oh, accidental injury, get up from me!"

The unlucky god of weather was tragically brought to the pond because he stood beside the god of prophecy Hui.

Prosser supported the side of his face, yawned lazily, and watched the farce below.

how to say?

When I first came back, I saw these old faces kindly, but when they got into a mess, I wanted to hang all these people on Lei Xingtian Pi's Su Shuangjiao.

"Your Majesty," Ebra came to him and said to him, "Sister Laughter is back. The meeting of the God Hall will be held in the Water Breathing Heaven in the center of the God Realm in seven days."

Prosser raised his eyebrows: "Seven days? I originally planned for one day."

Since the numbers are seven and one, the decisions of the Supreme God are mostly related to them.For example, the order that did not specify the exact time this time, the following gods mostly weighed in between seven and one to inform the gods.

Although Ebra knew Prosser's habits, he still said with a wry smile: "You have only come back soon, both the gods and we need to prepare."

The preparation in this sentence is particularly meaningful.

Prosser smiled when he heard that, "Yes, the rules of the foreign world on me may also have some influence, and it is just to use these seven days to restrain all these forces."

Ebra's eyes flickered, and he asked boldly, "Your Majesty, if I'm not mistaken, you have the breath of the God of Life?"

Prosser glanced at him, "Well, yes, this trip is very interesting."

Although it is amazing, the Godhead of Spring God is indeed developing towards the founding god of life, merging the power of darkness and light, and becoming the color of life in chaos.

And the Guangming Godhead on the left of the Spring Godhead also became more crystal clear after returning to his own world, and the golden light flowed orderly like a liquid in the transparent Godhead.

Then there is the godhead of the underworld. This godhead has not developed since it left the world of Chaos. It is more of a bridge, transforming the dark power of different worlds into the light godhead, and then changing the light godhead to reject darkness. essence.

However, it seems that there has been an unexpected change in the group in the world of Ai Rui.

Prosser thought playfully, could he also become a Chaos God?

Although he has long known that light is the right path for him to take even if it is extreme, but it does not prevent him from teasing himself.

"Your Majesty," Ebra asked expectantly, "Can you tell me the rules of life?"

The god of life has also been stuck at the main god level for a long time.

Prosser blinked, "By the way," he said as if thinking of something: "I want to talk to you alone later, just you and me, understand?"

Ebra's eyes widened, and he said shyly, "It's not good, it's not a shameful topic."

Prosser's smile deepened, "Although it's not shameful, you will be shy, right? Or do you get more excited when people look at you?"

Ebra froze and compromised, but said discouragedly: "Do whatever you want! Who made you His Majesty!"

Prosser blinked, is there something wrong?

Nothing is wrong!

The moon goddesses wanted to shout like this, but Prosser keenly noticed their unusual expressions.

"Tiera, Desmonda."

The moonlight and the goddesses of the moonlight immediately stood up, all showing gentle or elegant smiles.

Prosser said, "Don't think about it."

Tiira blinked and let out a heart-wrenching laugh.

"Your Majesty, how can I think about it, we are just guessing what kind of things will make Ebra shy, are you right? Desmonda?"

"Ah? Alas! Of course," Dismena quickly changed her dazed expression, and continued with a sweet smile: "I'm curious how popular Ebra's shy private conversation is..."

"Ahem." Tiira hurriedly stopped the Moon Goddess from saying what she was about to say.

Dismena shuddered and blinked innocently.

Ebra twitched his eyebrows. Prosser hadn't spoken yet. He said in a complicated way: "You two must be thinking about something bad." His expression seemed to be struggling, stop pretending, I know you two What a dirty scum.

The Moon Goddess has long silver-white hair that is as cold and pure as the moonlight, and her light gray pupils reveal a touch of tea-green. When she stares at a person, that person seems to be stared at by a wild beast.

Under such gazes, Ebra also puffed up the chest of the God of Life, and he couldn't stand against the other party.

"All right."

Just when the atmosphere was about to condense, Prosser stopped him and said, "Dismona, you go and tidy up that group of people, Tiera, you go and help, and Ebra stays here," his eyes slanted Move, everyone he glanced at froze.

Ebra resumed her expressionless and solemn demeanor, and Tiera and Desdemona obediently obeyed.

Seeing the two goddesses leave gracefully, Ebra breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why, are you nervous?" Prosser said amusedly, "It's been so many years since I became a god, and I'm still afraid that Tiera and Desdemona will die."

As the belief they had when they were human, Prosser knew the personalities of these subordinates very well.

Ebra seemed to be confronting Desdemona tit for tat, but in fact—he was so scared that his legs trembled.

The honest God of Life smiled wryly, and he wiped off the cold sweat that was secretly streaming down, "Human beings are used to it, and we can't change it."

Prosser said strangely: "You really don't have a manly temper."

For such ridicule, Ebra just responded with a helpless wry smile.

Prosser propped his jaw, and said calmly: "It was indeed an accident this time, but I can't tell if it was man-made or... I think so."

Ebra's earth-colored wet eyes instantly turned cold, and the transition from swamp to frozen soil was not blunt. He whispered, "Someone framed you?"

"It's also possible," Prosser half-closed his eyes, not seeing a trace of panic, the city was as deep as the bottomless ocean.

Ebla frowned, "If that's the case, then this meeting of the God Hall should not be held smoothly."

Prosser said casually: "Of course, after all, I was expelled to other worlds without any response, and even my divine body was lost in the process. Since there is such a method, it will definitely not be all smooth. It's what I want, and I really want to meet a god who can do such a thing."

"Your Majesty!" Ebra said disapprovingly, "How can you consider such a dangerous thing!"

Prosser said indifferently: "If there is such a person, it must be very important, so it's not surprising that I went to meet him."

Ebra emphasized his tone, "More importantly... this is just a guess."

Prosser suddenly said: "Ebra, do you understand what kind of existence I am?"

Ebra was taken aback, respectful and pious, "The master of all things, the supreme god of light, possesses the honor above all gods."

"Stop," Prosser stopped, "I don't want to hear these, to put it simply, it's what I said, and there is a high chance that it will become a reality, or..."

"What I'm talking about is reality." His gaze seemed to pass through the white stone wall of the small paradise, see through all the surrounding scenery, and look directly at the side of fate.

The God of Destiny suddenly felt chills, this feeling of being peeped, he looked sadly in the direction of Prosser.

Hui curled his lips, "Koi, don't look at it, His Majesty won't talk to you even if you look at it."

Ke Yi turned her head depressed, and said unhappily: "Why was I born in the world, but you were born from humans!"

Such a bad brother, I really want to stuff it back into my mother's stomach!

Destiny, as an invisible rule, gave birth to the God of Destiny, Kei, but the joke is that the prophecy among humans is also endowed with similar rules, so the god of prophecy, Hei, who made humans become gods, was born from this.

Although the nature of becoming gods is different, Koi and Hui are indeed brothers, because fate and prophecy complement each other.

Only with the prophet can we understand the destiny, and with the destiny, the prophet is endowed with existence.

The relationship between the two brothers is as complicated as this sentence.

By the way, the God of Fate and the God of Prophecy are also called the God of Misfortune and Brother Crow's Mouth.

Dismona: "If you two don't reflect on yourself, go to the sidelines and stay, I still want to get these guys up!"

The two brothers who were disgusted by the moon goddess shrugged their shoulders and moved to the corner honestly.

The 36 main gods who can come here are undoubtedly Proser's confidantes, so no matter how unimaginable their style is, they are still very useful as subordinates.

Proso said lightly: "That is a developing world without rules for gods. If you develop well, you can all become master gods at the domain master level, so I plan to assign [-] gods to that world and rotate them in turn."

Ebra was taken aback, and didn't think of his own benefits first, but instead... "Why doesn't Your Majesty monopolize that world? If it is the rule of the whole world, Your Majesty, you will definitely be able to be promoted to the master."

"I am the light."

A sudden sentence made Ebra stare straight at Prosser's side face, the beautiful God of Light propped his cheeks, his eyes were half closed lazily, and his demeanor was leisurely and calm.

"The exclusivity of light is very strong. If I want to go on, I must get rid of the traces of other rules and leave only the most essential part, so..."

He looked at Ebra, "The master of life, it's really good as your future promotion path."

While it's nice to have a loyal subordinate who cares about himself first, the stupid part doesn't change much either.

Prosser thought lightly, but it's also just right, too smart, either an enemy or a stepping stone.

Ebra stared at Prosser blankly. He felt that he was being overwhelmed by the emotion he had never felt before. He wished to dig out his heart to prove his love for this majesty, but his rigorous personality made him say nothing. , just pursed his lips and nodded fiercely.

Seeing him like this, Prosser really felt that his idea was not wrong, and it would not be a big problem to give him the Godhead of Spring God after the matter was completed.

Speaking of which, Chunshen's divinity is still a little troublesome.

Demeter's face suddenly flashed in his mind. He had a great headache. It seemed that the Godhead of Hades should be well developed. At least the rules of death should be merged, and then complement the harvest of Saturn.

With a simple plan, the plan of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge is almost cleared up. If the Godhead of Spring God and Godhead of Mingshen can express their dissatisfaction, I believe Prosser will be happy to hear it now.

When Andy, the god of water, came over, he saw Ebra's expressionless trance, and Prosser's languid trance, and he immediately felt that their boss and deputy could not be more unreliable.

Andy sadly said to the God of Wisdom beside him: "Alvin, what a serious day today! But everyone is out of shape!"

Alvin, the god of wisdom, looked at him, "Do you want to say that everyone includes you?"

Andy nodded heavily, "Of course! I haven't eaten the fruit planted by the God of Life, so how can I meet His Majesty in a normal state!"

Alvin sneered, "Very well, you who are abnormal, stay away from me."

Andy said dissatisfied and heartbroken: "As a brother, shouldn't you comfort me at this time!"

Alvin squinted a pair of brown eyes, and said coldly: "If it's a brother, why were you so straightforward when you betrayed me?"

Andy became serious in an instant, with a pair of bright eyes of the same color under his soft aqua blue curly hair, making him look as harmless and pure as a lamb.

"Isn't it the wisdom of the predecessors to stab the brother twice at the critical moment? As the god of wisdom, don't say such ignorant words!"

It's just that this man's mouth is not very harmless.

Alvin's blood vessels were almost burst from anger, and he said in a voice squeezed through his teeth: "Friends are gone!"

Andy suddenly felt pitiful, "Alvin, you can't do this!"

"This is how I am!"

Alvin didn't bother to look at him, so he turned his head and left.

Seeing this, Hui laughed, and said to Key: "The boat of friendship really capsizes."

Keye glanced at him, "If I could, I'd kick you into the water before the boat capsized."

Arnold, the god of victory, looked at this group of people and became worried.

There are 36 main gods, those who are in a daze, the ones who are fighting among themselves, the ones who are making trouble, oh, and there are also those who are pretending, such as me.

Arnold immediately thought, would it be better for him to switch to the enemy's side?The God of Victory is still very popular, right?

Prosser: "Okay, I'm going to announce the next plan."

His Majesty the God King, who finally came back, wants to whisper to Ebra, so of course everyone can't be so ignorant.Although the methods used were not so good, they each avoided the possibility of hearing them.

Now that Prosser called, they naturally couldn't continue to pretend to be stupid, and obediently tidied up their expressions and appearances—yes, they fought before, in order to shirk responsibility.

These 36 main gods became gods at different times, some were older than Prosser, and some were only a few thousand years old, but in their own era, they were undoubtedly rebellious and fierce horses, outstanding It's outstanding, but it's a misfit who bet against the God Realm.

They had neglected their duties in various ways before. It was nothing more than that no one except Prosser could instruct them. Even Ebra, who was the deputy, could be ignored by them as air.

Diamonds are bright and dazzling enough, but hidden in the sand, they can only be regarded as the same kind of sand and stones, but a jeweled crown, where it is placed is very ostentatious, right?

Prosser is the maker of this crown and is the only wearer.

His return not only represents the recovery of the light gods, but also brings these 36 powerful main gods a leader who can lead them.

The God King of Light resounded through the major gods with moving disasters, not only due to Prosser, but also to the group of guys behind him who did not fan the flames but spontaneously ignited the real contribution.

It has long been known that this is the black sheep of the crowd, but he just loves to use it, and he uses it very smoothly.

Throwing this group of restless guys out to harm others, Prosser said, is no pressure and welcomes it.

On this day, the opponents of the light gods and the dark gods all shuddered. This feeling of being affected was like every time the king of light descended to the realm.

God bless, don't do anything with that mobile natural disaster on a whim!