Miko

"Yo, isn't this Wolan?"

At the same time as the entrance of the Jieshen Tower was opened, several creators who loved to make trouble for Wolan walked out slowly with unkind expressions on their faces.

Warlan gave them a cold look, but did not answer.

This is the Jieshen Pagoda, not any other place. Loud noise and fighting with weapons are completely prohibited.

Seeing that Wolan was still as arrogant and indifferent as usual, the creators were at a loss for words for a while.But before leaving, someone finally couldn't help but sneered: "Wolahn, I really don't know what method you used to confuse Lord Dehabi..."

"Enough, why don't you hurry up?" Someone showed a disturbed expression and urged him loudly.

The creator who mocked Wolan gave Wolan a hard look, and quickly left the Tower of God with his companions.

Wolan suddenly felt a little uneasy, but he didn't move, and remained calmly waiting to be summoned.

Not long after, another group of people came out of the World God Tower, and when they saw Wo Laen, they all cast angry and jealous eyes.

Warlaen disdains the ways of the world, but it doesn't mean he doesn't understand.He can indeed be called a genius, at least among the creators, only he can absorb the power of faith through the world.

Although the world is the living place of the creators, to put it bluntly, it is equivalent to a huge cage, and the cell boss or their master is the god of the world.

The destructive power of the creators is too strong, and it is a last resort to gather them together.

Although the god of the world is the ruler in name, but the most important thing is to play a restraining role.The creators of all parties formed different factions, and each elected elders who spoke for them, and these elders had the right to speak to the gods of the world.

Therefore, even if Warlane is recognized by De Haby, he is still just a small figure in the eyes of others as a creator without factions.And it is such a small person who is affirmed by the God of Creativity, which is a bit enviable.

It is a felony for a creative creator to destroy the world, because it means that countless beings are destroyed together.The generation of life is not easy, especially life that can evolve by itself.Whenever a world is formed, almost all creators can benefit. Similarly, when a world is destroyed, everyone will suffer some damage.

Wolan knew that his idea of ​​destroying the world was caught by someone who cared about it the moment he had it, and he reported it to De Habi very quickly.The reason why these people's faces are so ugly is that when they came to ask the gods to punish themselves, they were rejected...

He is really stupid, now, even if De Habi is the most powerful one among the previous world gods, even if he wants to protect himself, it will be very difficult!

The creator who caused the turbulence of time and space and brought Volann to the world is still not dead, but he is not alive either.He was deprived of his divine power, but he was still hanging on his breath all the time, hanging naked in the Land of God's Punishment to accept the never-ending punishment.Exposure to the sun and rain are nothing. The most cruel thing is that no matter who they are, as long as they want to, they can torture the so-called sinner, let him experience the fear of death, but he can never be relieved...

Warlan's eyelids twitched. He knew that Dehabi had an inexplicable appreciation for him, but it seemed impossible to fight against the Presbyterians for him alone!So, what did those people talk about with De Haby and what was decided in the end?

"Volahn, get the hell out of here!" The angry roar made Volan tremble uncontrollably.

Master Dehabi is always so energetic...Wolahn showed a helpless expression. He didn't want to admit it, but in his heart, he was a little afraid of Dehabi.

It's not just because of the difference in strength, but because he simply can't see what De Habi is thinking...

If it is said that Dehabi is introverted, sinister and cunning, it seems unreasonable... At least, in the world, no one knows that Mr. Dehabi's happiness and anger are directly displayed on his face, and his mind is very unpredictable.

But if it is said that De Habi is irritable and irritable, he has never killed indiscriminately.As long as it is reasonable, De Habi will generally agree.In this way, his prestige was forged-no one dared to resist under De Habi's anger.

All in all, Wolahn feels that De Habi is not an easy person.

However, the more mysterious De Habi is, the more he can't control himself.Almost everything he did to Christopher was what he wanted to do to De Harby.

The light of their souls is so similar, although their personalities are slightly different, but Wolan is more and more inextricable... Christopher's death did not let Wolan escape from the quagmire, but pulled him deeper.He was a little confused now, whether the memory in Spresley was just a dream, or just his delusion.

He still felt a brief tightness in his chest when he thought of Christopher.In addition, there are many puzzles and puzzles.And when he saw Dehabi's resolute facial lines, Wolan once again found sadly that he didn't want anything but the man in front of him!

"Wolan, look, how long has it been since your world was formed? Huh? You want to destroy the world too? Don't you know how severe the punishment for this crime will be?" De Habi didn't give a damn. When Wo Laen had the opportunity to defend himself, he gave him a scolding, and even picked up the ink bottle on the desk and threw it at Wo La En.

Wo Laen watched the ink bottle smashed towards him, but he couldn't dodge it too obviously. He could only bite the bullet and tilt his head to the side, letting the ink bottle wipe his forehead until it fell to the ground.

Bleeding from the skin is a trivial matter, and it can be recovered with a little bit of divine power, but Wo Laen can only let it flow.Because De Habi looks completely unfazed...

"Wolahn, I have always admired you. You are tolerant and know how to advance and retreat. No matter how provocative those self-confident guys are, you don't care..." Dehabi's tone became a little slower, but it was faintly revealing. disappointment.

Warlan's scalp tightened, his throat suddenly became hoarse, and he wanted to defend himself, but he didn't know what to say.

"Do you know that the elders will ask me to punish you immediately?" Dehabi let out a long breath, as if he wanted to let out all his anger.

Dehabi has a pair of sharp eyes and raised eyebrows. When he frowns, the lines between his brows are separated, and he looks very serious. Almost no one dares to look at him.

Warlane is no exception...

"Speak, I want to hear your reasons!" Dehabi tapped on the desk a few times with his fingers, his tone much lighter.

Warlan was a little embarrassed, and he could feel that Dehabi's gaze was still like a sword, stabbing him painfully. "My lord, I just feel that the world is not perfect..."

"Shut up, Wolan, I know better than you how your world is like! Another reason!" Dehabi pushed his chair away and stood up, his heels clanging on the stone floor.

Wolahn bit his lower lip, searching for a reason quickly in his mind, but at the same time, he knew very well that no matter what kind of excuse he had, he might not be able to escape.Speaking rationally, he always felt in his heart that De Habi would defend him... It's really inexplicable!

"What? Can't say it?" Dehabi's voice was suddenly very close.

Wolan was dazed for a moment by the breath in his ears, and then felt a pain in his scalp, and his eyes subconsciously followed the source of the force that was pulling his hair.

The dull white hair is like an old man who has lost his vitality, but it is indeed Wolan's hair.At this moment, a large handful of white hair was held by De Habi's hands.

Warlan shrank subconsciously, but was immediately grabbed by Dehabi again. "Volahn, this doesn't look like you at all... In Sprees, didn't you play the role of the superior?"

Dehabi spoke with a slightly mocking smile on his lips.

Warlan trembled violently, his lips trembling.He didn't deny that in Spresley, he could do whatever he wanted according to his own will... But in the world, in front of De Habi, how dare he?

Dehabi's eyes are deep and deep, and if you look closely, Warlan has a feeling of being sucked into it.He didn't dare to look any longer, so he lowered his eyes, and at the same time leaned slightly towards De Habi's direction, trying to relieve the pain on his scalp.

"Volahn, why don't you look at me?" Dehabi's eyes flickered, and he held up Volan's chin forcefully, making it impossible to avoid his gaze. "Tell me, what did you do in Sprees? Why do you want to destroy the world that has just begun to evolve?"

"..." Wolan was so frightened that every joint ached. He looked at Dehabi blankly, not daring to say that it was because of Christopher's death.If he did, Dehabi would ask why... how would he answer?Since Christopher is exactly the same as Dehabi's soul light, so he uses Christopher as a stand-in?Or did he really fall in love with Chris Koff?

Warlan had an intuition that either answer was bad.

"Or, should I just hand you over? Let you hang in the Land of God's Punishment to accept the punishment of life and death like the last guy who destroyed the world?" De Habi's eyes said that he would definitely do this.

"No..." Wolan pursed his lips: "I just..."

"You're just addicted to that world... When the illusion is disillusioned, you regret it... Don't you?" Dehabi let go of his hand, and his tone was clearly mocking.

Wolan didn't know if he was being overwhelmed, but what Dehabi said was like mocking him for falling in love with Christopher, mocking him for fantasizing another person into the supreme god of the world.The color of his face faded quickly, and his usually cold and dead eyes were also moist with tension.

There is a rumor in the world that Dehabi's handsomeness and strength make all creators surrender, and at the same time, he has countless admirers.Someone once wooed De Habi but was coldly rejected. It didn't take long for the creator to disappear.

Although Dehabi ordered to track down the whereabouts of the creator, many people privately spread that Dehabi hated same-sex blind dates, so he secretly killed the creator.

Just because no one was alive and no dead body was seen, this rumor became more and more obvious.

When Warlan saw De Habi for the first time, he was overwhelmed by his incomparably powerful divine power.At that time, he was almost facing the crisis of being wiped out. It was this man who descended from the sky, majestically blocked the fatal attack for him, and concluded that he was qualified to be a creator as soon as he opened his mouth, shocking all the creators present...

It wasn't at the beginning that Warlan had a strange feeling for De Haby.But when he realized it, he also realized the unreachable distance between him and De Haby.

Dehabi is the god of the world. When he does not meet the creator, no one can enter this place.

Wolan is not yet the creator, he is not even qualified to enter the Tower of Gods.

When he created Spryce, the kind of ecstasy that seemed to burst his heart drove him almost crazy.It has always been like a lowly creature lurking in the dark, except for non-stop training, it has never paid attention to anything, even if it is excluded and humiliated, it has never given up.

The harvest is that De Habi's interview!He even got hands-on guidance.Even though there was only a momentary fingertip touch, Wolan recalled it countless times.

"You should be familiar with this, right?" Dehabi suddenly smiled, and a ball of red light popped out from his fingertips.

Vorahn could see it clearly, it was a bit of consciousness... such a familiar feeling, as if it belonged to Christopher.

"If I remember correctly, you were the one who killed him, right?" Dehabi's face darkened, and the mass of consciousness had disappeared.

"No!" Wolan didn't know where the courage came from, and grabbed De Habi's hand fiercely, but only caught the slender knuckles, and nothing else.

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~Uh~One more chapter, Father God and Christopher are over~Then Angus and Anthony~brothers~moe