Miko

"Whenever a world is created, it should be independent of the creator. Although the creator can get power from the world, he cannot intervene in the evolution of the world. This is the rule. The god who was born in heaven and earth. This world should be under my control, but the creator did not let me do so. He left a seed in Spres and imprisoned me in the city of forgetfulness..." Gavin held Timmy Er's hand, slowly talking about his own origin. "Timer, your existence is only to allow the creator to have the opportunity to come to Sprees. Only by combining with me can our strength compete with him..."

Timir's scalp tingled when he heard this: "This... I'll think about it." In the end, he still didn't quite believe what Gavin said, after all, it was too unbelievable.

Gavin believed it was true, he leaned forward and kissed Timmel's forehead, and then said: "As long as you are willing, I will not let you suffer, I don't want to embarrass your two friends!"

Timmel froze, Gavin's warning reminded him that both Lucius and Musa were under Gavin's control.

The curse of Wangyou City has not been solved at all. From the very beginning, the hero sword was a prop to seal Gavin, but in Wangyou City, Gavin can enjoy a certain amount of freedom.When the hero sword leaves the city of Wangyou, Gavin will turn into a stone statue, lose all sense in the passage of time, but will not die.For Gavin's situation, Timmel actually had some sympathy, but he couldn't accept that he had to marry Gavin because of sympathy... This kind of thing is absolutely impossible!

Gavin was always a polite and polite person, he promised to give Timur time to think, and even when he failed to ask for a kiss, he didn't get angry.But Timmir was afraid of him.It's hard to explain this feeling, Gavin is not violent, but his language and even his actions have an irresistible strength.Approaching with a smile, without the slightest profanity, even his eyes are extremely clear, but the movements of his hands make Timur want to run away - gently put his hands into his clothes, even if he refuses, it doesn't do anything, hug him tightly I don't let go, I want to struggle but find that I have no strength...

"Gavin, you promised to let me think about it." Timmel suppressed the anger in his heart, no matter how hard he struggled, Gavin could easily resolve it, just like playing with a weak pet.

Gavin looked at the young man's irritated purple eyes, and sighed softly: "Timer, if I really want to force you, you won't be able to resist at all. As long as I manipulate and affect your emotions, you will be willing in the end... Don't even think about running away. I don't want to do this yet..." After finishing speaking, he walked away gracefully, leaving an angry Timel behind.

Timir held his sore wrist and turned it around. The clear finger marks on it were like invisible shackles, which made him a little weak.If it is said that Gobi’s terrifying appearance and violence made Timmeer fearful, then Gavin was like a dense net, making Timmeer feel that he has nowhere to use his strength and nowhere to escape.

After a short rest, Timir felt his strength gradually returning to his body. He tried to leave the room he was in, but found that there were transparent barriers all around to block his way.

How to do?

Timir racked his brains and still couldn't think of a way. For the first time, he was annoyed that he was not good at magic attacks. If he understood the rules of magic, he might be able to unravel the unknown barrier.He wandered around the room for a long time, and finally he was so tired that he lay on the bed and sulked.Perhaps because of the alcohol he drank, Timir quickly fell asleep, and he dreamed again of the silver helmet warrior who had fought against him countless times.

In fact, it is not accurate to call him a silver helmet warrior.Timir's eyes couldn't see anyone in front of him at all, but in his feeling, there was indeed a "person" standing in front of him.

"I am the creator of Sprice, and also your godfather." Timmir's eardrums kept vibrating, which caused him some pain.It was the sound he felt again. In fact, he didn't hear anyone talking at all, but he felt it clearly.

"Father God?" Timir repeated subconsciously, opening his eyes wide to see the appearance of Father God clearly, but there was still only a transparent shadow in his mind.

"It's still a child!" Timmir felt as if a big hand was stroking the top of his head, so comfortable that he wanted to close his eyes.A white light flashed in his mind for an instant, and after the white light passed, Timir vaguely saw a figure with long hair and white robe standing in front of him, gently stroking his hair.Although he couldn't see his appearance clearly, Timir's consciousness told him that this was a man so beautiful that he couldn't describe it in words.

The pores all over the body are as if they have just been bathed in hot water, and they are warm.After the heart contracted violently for a moment, it returned to normal, and Timir actually had the idea of ​​preferring to be immersed in this moment forever.

"You are the seed I left in Spice, so I can be your father!" The voice of the Father God resonated so beautifully from the depths of the soul, Timir was intoxicated by the voice, and his body seemed to melt into the air In that lightness.Father—Timer suddenly wanted to cry, and everything he had encountered was quickly reversed in his mind.He used to wash his wounds in the hot springs, longing to reunite with his father countless times, is it so easy to achieve his goal now?

"I should go!" Father God only sighed slightly, and Timir felt as if he had fallen into a bleak and desolate predicament, and his eyes were sore that he wanted to cry.

"Don't go, Father God, is this what you left behind?" Timir took out the silver badge hidden next to his body, and looked longingly at Father God, who was invisible to the naked eye.

"This is the entry and exit certificate of the Watchman Temple, you should keep it carefully..." Father God's hand left Timir's head.

The warmth all over his body disappeared in an instant, and Timir involuntarily stretched out his hand to chase after him, but he did not expect to actually hold the hand of God the Father.It was warm and powerful, and the smooth touch was like holding a pool of water. Timir couldn't help but put his face against it and rub it gently. "Father..." The whole body was expressing nostalgia, and the longing from family affection made Timir unable to extricate himself.

"My power will be limited in Sprice. When you return to the Overwatch Temple, we will meet again." Father God's hand paused for a moment, and finally pulled away. "I eliminated the energy wall Gavin set up for you. You can't defeat him with your current strength. However, he has just recovered his human body and needs a certain amount of time to adapt. Now go find the hero sword that seals him, and take advantage of him not paying attention. time to leave..."

"Father..." Timir couldn't restrain the urge to cry, hot tears rolled down his cheeks: "Don't go!"

The warm touch disappeared instantly on the cheek, and then the transparent figure in Timir's mind disappeared completely.

"Don't go!" Timmir felt dizzy for a while, opened his eyes again, and found that he was still lying on the water bed.He stood up abruptly, walked to the place where there was a transparent barrier, and stretched out his hand hesitantly... There is no obstacle!

It really is the father!Timir was overjoyed, his chest was burning like it could burn in the next second.All along, his father has not abandoned him. Those guidance, the arrival of Musha, and the so-called power of faith all come from his father...

Although, there were still things that confused Timmir, but they were completely unimportant details.The important thing is that he finally has a father.As long as they return to the Overwatch Temple, they can meet again!Timir's fingers trembled slightly with excitement, he had never been so convinced that he would reach the Overwatch Temple.

Gavin obviously didn't know that the transparent barrier he set up had disappeared, and he was quietly hiding in a corner of Wangyou City.But Timir wasn't worried, and Gavin couldn't monitor City of Worry all the time.What's more, when you are in an absolute advantage, it is often the moment when you are too lax.

The whole city was shrouded in darkness, so silent that only his own footsteps and breathing could be heard... No, there was also the sound of the cold wind whimpering softly.Timir walked towards the fountain with the hero's sword stuck in it based on his memory, and he was surprised to find that there were none of the servants and maids that should have existed.This is still a dead city, as if the curse has not been lifted.

After Timmir's eyes adapted to the darkness, he could vaguely see the road surface, but it was still one step deep and the other shallow.The soles of the short boots are not thick, and Timir can feel that there are always things on the ground that break his feet, and it is very easy to slip and fall if he is not careful.Trying to be careful again and again, Timir still bounced and fell to the ground.After reaching out to touch the round object, Timir was horrified to find that it was a white skull that had lost its flesh and blood.

"Who? Who's there?" Timmir heard Lucius' voice as soon as he threw away the skeleton. He was afraid that it was an illusion created by Gavin, so he cautiously approached the direction of the sound without making a sound.

"...Timer, is that you?" Lucius hesitated for a while, then called in a low voice tentatively.

"How do you know?" Timir was sure that Lucius was indeed nearby, but found it impossible to confirm his location.

"I smell you!" Lucius paused and said, "Where are you? I can't see you."

Timir frowned, he had a feeling that Lucius was beside him.Thinking of the meeting with Father God, Timmel closed his eyes and felt in the direction where Lucius might be.

Just a few steps away, Timir touched an object similar to a wall, but when he opened his eyes, he could only see air.It seemed that Lucius and Musa were also trapped within the barrier.

"Musha, what can you do?" Timur lowered his voice and asked.

"I've tried it. This power is closely combined with the city of Wangyou, and I can't break through." Musha's voice seemed tired, and it seemed that he had tried many methods.

"Father God said that if you want to defeat Gavin, you need to use the Hero Sword, maybe it can break this wall." Timir thought for a while and said.

"Father God? Who is he?" Lucius walked back and forth uneasily, and Timmir could hear his footsteps near him, but he still couldn't meet him.His uneasiness, and anxiety, empathized with Timmel.

"Lucius..." Timmel suddenly walked to a place where he could no longer move forward, and pressed his face against it, as if he could feel Lucius' body temperature in this way: "I miss you very much!"

Lucius on the other side felt overwhelmed for the first time, and Timmel had never said that in front of outsiders... It felt damn good.The corners of his lips curled up quietly, and he couldn't return to the original state until Timur left.

"...I will stop you, there can be no result between you." Mu Sha unceremoniously poured cold water on it.

Lucius sneered disapprovingly, as long as Timir's heart is with him, then he will find a way to prevent him from entering the Overwatch Temple.Musa's words were nothing but bluff, nothing to worry about.

"Girl, what kind of place is the Overwatch Temple?" Lucius suddenly wanted to know what the Overwatch Temple looked like while waiting for Timir.

Musha snorted first, but then answered seriously: "It's the most central location of Spres, the only place where gods can descend directly... The sun will never disappear, countless fairies transformed by divine power We are sprinkled with flower petals, and we can hear songs praising God everywhere... Everyone is loyal, kind and brave... Lord Arian is the only inheritor of both magic and martial arts in the temple..."

Lucius felt like he was listening to a joke: "What's the fun in that? No wine, no..."

"We have faith, what do you know, you humble monster?" Musha interrupted Lucius angrily: "As long as we want to, we can enjoy all the best things in the world, but the only thing worth pursuing is faith! All joys All originate from the blessing of God, and all happiness is a gift from God..."

"Can faith be eaten?" Lucius suddenly felt that chatting with Musha was the worst decision, and the two of them were talking like chicken and duck.

"Actually, everyone has limited opportunities to choose. Only by restraining one's desires can one achieve sublimation..." Musha murmured suddenly.

If it was Drake, the Dark Lord, he would probably also sneer at Musha's words.Follow your own desires, pursue what you want, and think like this, is a real person, right?Seeing that Musa didn't refute anymore, Lucius also lost interest in continuing the chat.He will never let Timmir go, even if he has to pay a terrible price!

"Lucius, Musha, are you still there?" After an unknown amount of time, Timir's voice finally sounded again.

Lucius listened carefully, and suddenly became anxious: "Timer, are you injured?"

"Fortunately..." Timir seemed to be dancing a sword, his breath suddenly became long, and the sound of sharp blades cutting through the air was extremely loud.

A cyan light suddenly bloomed in Lucius' eyes, as if seeing a layer of torn paper, the gap was getting bigger and bigger, Timir's figure flashed in Lucius' sight.

There was a long scar on Timir's bare|exposed arm, and the blood dripped down the fingertips to the ground, making a slight ticking sound.His face was a little pale, but he showed a relieved expression after seeing the intact Lucius and Musha. "Let's get out of here immediately."

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~The secret about Timir being valued has actually been revealed.