Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

"Father God, please don't be afraid, Ansia will never do anything to displease you." Ansia looked at the little hand of the god holding the god's robe tenderly, even though she knew in her heart that it was wrong to think that the god was cute, but My heart still turned into a pool of warm water.

Shen Chun met his gaze, and stretched out her immature little hand.

Ancia clasped her fingers, her eyes were extremely gentle: "Thank you Father God for your trust."

Ansia is constantly learning the skills of human raising children, while Shen Chun is feeling the slow flow of power in his body.

The power of the God of Light comes from the light, and it also comes from people's beliefs. The original God of Light is missing, and people who are still in the light are increasingly persecuted by the forces of darkness. Not enough.

Shen Chun's power mainly does not come from faith, he lives on faith, and will eventually perish because of faith.

The God of Light brings hope to the world. On the third day of Shen Chun's birth, a new angel was born from the place where endless brilliance and clouds meet.

He has beautiful blond hair, and when he was just born, those immature wings were enough to shake open, giggling and dancing in the clouds, June broke into it and found it, when the little angel was brought back, he was still The temple was flying up and down, like a naughty ghost, leaning closer to look at this one, and leaning closer to that one.

"Lord Ancia, a new angel has been born!" June looked up at the laughing mischievous ghost, eyes full of joy.

Angels were born from light and clouds, but with the spread and approach of darkness, no new angels have been born for a long time, and even the godhead on the throne has become dimmed, as if everything has fallen into despair and darkness .

Unexpectedly, the God of Light would come again. His coming not only brought hope, but also brought new power to the Angel God Race.

The little angel flew past every angel, even grabbed a young angel's hair, and then flew towards the direction of the throne with a laugh, but he wanted to approach, but was stopped by Ancia's open wings.

Ancia said softly, "God's servants cannot step on the throne of God at will."

The little angel stopped in mid-air, waving its wings and looked at the huge wings in front of it suspiciously, obviously not understanding, he blinked his eyes and wanted to rush over, but fell in mid-air.

"Please be careful," Ancia said.

Angels are not afraid of being beaten, they are naturally good at flying, the little angels spun a few times in the air, and when they finally stopped, they shook their heads and stared curiously at Shen Chun on the throne.

Children always like to find children to play with, because grown-ups always look too big in their eyes.

Shen Chun looked at the flying little angel and let out a babble, the little angel's originally slowed down wings quickly waved, and continued to rush towards this side.

Ancia didn't stop him with wings this time, but grabbed his waist, let the wings wave, and held him in front of Shen Chun: "My lord, do you also like newborn angels?"

The little angel was restrained, looked up at Ansia, then blinked at Shen Chun, stretched out her arms like lotus joints, and her eyes lit up.

They were born from the light, and they yearned for the light by nature, and they dedicated all their hearts to the gods from birth.

"Hey..." Shen Chun just doesn't have the patience to raise children, but it doesn't mean he hates children.

The angel cub in front of him was obviously born very beautiful and cute. Such immature and clear eyes are what a child should really have.

"Lord Ansia, what did the god say?" June asked urgently.

"Maybe it's a sign of liking." Ansia guessed softly, "My lord, your god servant has always believed in you and loved you. Can you please engrave his name on his body? This will be the most memorable moment in his life." Something to be proud of."

Shen Chun froze for a moment, and made a sound: "Hey... ah..."

He was speechless.

"My lord, you have made a new voice. This is something worth celebrating." Ancia smiled, "This child's name is Il, right?"

Shen Chun nodded his head, another angel came, probably the same name.

When his movements fell, the little angel being held seemed to be emitting light. Ancia held the little angel and said gently to the angels who were still guarding the temple: "Thank you, Lord God, for the name. This child's name is It's called Il."

The angels all exclaimed in amazement, praising this matter with tones like sounds of nature.

"Thank you, Lord God, for giving the angel family a sacred and great name."

"Your servant will always love you."

"Lord Kleist, your brilliance will always bathe us, no matter where we go in the world, we can feel the power of your kindness."

"Sivir, you can't directly call the name of God the Father, it's too offensive." Ancia let go of the little angel that had lost its light, and told the angels who were praising.

"Sorry, Lord Ancia, I was just too excited." Sivir saluted, "Father, please forgive me for my carelessness."

"Yi..." Shen Chun made a sound.

An Xia smiled and said, "Master God forgives your mistake."

Amidst the countless singing, the little angel laughed and flew in front of Shen Chun, and kissed Shen Chun's cheek as Ansia stretched out her hand to defend slightly, and then quickly flapped her wings and slipped out of the temple.

Not only Ancia was stunned, but the other angels were also stunned.

"Il, you are cheating, how can you kiss Lord God casually?!"

"This is offensive, stop it!"

Some young angels chased him out, catching the naughty ghost in the distant sky, and the sound of laughter kept coming.

Shen Chun looked at the harmonious scene, stretched out her small hand and touched her cheek, how does it feel to be kissed by a baby?It's probably like being touched by a jelly. If he was an adult, he might be hugged and played with him a few times, but now he is also a cub and can only watch others play.

"I'm sorry, Lord God, I didn't protect you well." Ancia squatted down, gently wiped Shen Chun's cheeks with a veil made of clouds, and said, "Newborn angels always have difficulty restraining their emotions, please Forgive him for his mistakes."

The soft veil brushed her cheeks, Shen Chun raised her head, feeling the warm fingers across her cheeks, and babbled.

"You are always so tolerant and loving." Ancia looked down at the slightly upturned little face, and because of the expression of enjoyment with slightly squinted eyes, words such as cute crossed in her heart again.

"I really want to kiss Lord God too." Joyce whispered enviously.

"I'm so envious that Il can let the gods name you." June whispered.

Ancia brushed her cheeks, turned to look at the two angels who were whispering together, and said, "June, Joyce, don't have such thoughts, God loves every believer, and the love he gives us is the same Yes, jealousy, competition and competition will dye the pure white feathers with dark power, and they will never be able to return to the temple."

"Yes, Lord Ancia." Joyce said obediently.

"I see." June stuck out his tongue, "Thank you Lord Ancia for your teaching."

A newborn angel was born, and after that, new little angels were born from the clouds one after another.

In the originally quiet God Realm, laughter could always be heard inadvertently.

When Shen Chun tried to give the name for the second time, but pronounced the same syllable, An Xia put the matter of teaching the gods to speak on the agenda.

"Master God, let's learn your own name first, please forgive my offense." Ancia sat aside patiently and said, "Kleist."

Shen Chun: "..."

He couldn't speak because of lack of strength and his vocal cords were not well developed.

"Hey..." Shen Chun made a sound.

"Kleist." Ancia repeated patiently.

Shen Chun worked hard to cooperate: "Yeah..."

There was a smile on Ancia's face, and she gave praise from the heart: "This is really a huge improvement, what you said is awesome, let's say it again, Kleist."

"Yi..." Shen Chun only uttered one syllable this time.

Ansia was not discouraged by this, but instead took the trouble to teach. Although the result was not significant, Shen Chun can be sure that if his Abai is really a parent, he must be a very patient and hypnotizing parent.

Sleep is rest, but also the fusion of godheads and the enhancement of strength.

The newly born little angels are the hope brought by the God of Light, and their devout beliefs have also accelerated Shen Chun's fusion of godheads.

The increase in strength is specifically manifested in the fact that Shen Chun's crawling is more powerful than before, at least he won't accidentally throw himself into the street.

Then it shows that you can sit there directly without being supported by others.

Then he stood up with support.

The immature feet were still a little trembling, but Ancia's eyes widened, and she couldn't help her praise: "My lord, you are indeed the smartest god in the world, and all angels will be proud of you... ..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Chun squatted down on his buttocks.

An Xia paused, stepped forward to carefully check whether he was injured, and said, "I'm sorry, my lord, my service is always so careless, please punish me."

"An..." Shen Chun patted his hand and uttered a syllable.

Visible to the naked eye, the guilt-filled face of the gentle angel turned into a smile that could warm everything: "My lord, are you saying my name?"

"An..." Shen Chun called out again.

If it wasn't for making all the hard work of the person in front of him come to naught, and to experience the sense of accomplishment of raising cubs, he could hold it in one breath until everything is healthy.

"Thank you for your great love." Ancia said piously, "Your love makes me feel ashamed, and I don't know what to do to give back in case."

"An... yi..." Shen Chun grabbed his finger, if he hadn't grabbed it, he was sure that the Archangel in front of him would soar into the sky like those little angels.

It didn't take long for Shen Chun to stand, walk, and speak completely, but he received countless praises in every process.

The memory module of 521 has also taken a big step forward.

And after it discovers that the host can speak, it is worth recording the beginning.

"Ancia." The child sitting on the throne called the name of the archangel sitting next to him.

He was very delicate and cute, with a small and immature face, beautiful eyes, and golden hair covering his little face, every inch was worthy of the angels' words of praise.

When a tender and clear voice came, Ansia leaned over and smiled, "My lord, what do you need?"

"I want to go and see in the clouds." Shen Chun opened his arms and said.

The little god's robe wrapped around him, and the way he stretched out his arms to hug him made Ancia almost want to sacrifice his life. He leaned over and stretched out his arms, so that the gods could hold them and hugged him in his arms middle.

Protecting it with both hands, Ansia spread her wings behind her back after repeatedly confirming her safety, and flew towards the gorgeous clouds.

There are countless rays of light, surrounded by clouds and mist, and little angels are flying among them, and the sound of laughter keeps coming.

An Xia didn't fly fast, the breeze blew, and the hair in front of Shen Chun was blown up. He looked up at the huge wings that were flapping slightly, and the small bracelet was on the neck of the archangel.

When Ancia felt the immature touch, his breathing almost stopped. He looked down at the god with a smooth forehead, and his voice could almost drip water: "Am I flying too fast?"

"No, An Xia flew very steadily." Shen Chun raised his face and said, "Don't worry."

"Thank you for your tolerance and kindness." Ancia stretched out her hand to gently block the wind in front of him, and fell into the clouds.

His wings are too big compared to those little angels. As soon as the new year settled down, he attracted the attention of countless little angels.

They flapped their wings and flew over, saying words of praise in childish voices: "Master God, you are as beautiful as the light today."

"Father, good day."

"Father God, I can take you to fly together." A little angel approached and said.

They grow very fast, do not need to eat anything, and seem to gain strength as long as they stay in the light.

"Il, you are still too young, you will hurt Father God." Ancia protected the god with both hands, and looked at the little angels with warm and kind eyes.

"Father God, this is the most beautiful cloud I have ever picked, and I give it to you!" A little angel brought an extremely beautiful cloud of seven colors, and his eyes were full of longing.

"Would you be happy to give it to me?" Shen Chun asked.

"Yes, I will be very, very happy!" The little angel waved her wings and floated up and down.

"Then I accept, it's very beautiful." Shen Chun took the cloud, "Thank you Roy."

The little angels were praised, and the speed of flapping their wings was significantly faster. They never had the restraint of the big angels. Roy even flew upside down, quickly broke into the clouds and shouted: "Ah!!! Praise from the gods!" Me! I'm about to die happily!"

"I want to collect beautiful clouds too!" Another little angel said.

They flew away from here, and with the little angel still babbling behind them, they quickly shuttled through the clouds.

"Master God likes clouds?" An Xia asked, looking at the clouds in Shen Chun's hands.

The beautiful sunlight condensed in it, making the little face of the god look very transparent.

"No, I like the thought in the gift." Shen Chun patted the cloud lightly and said, "No matter what the gift is."

"You are so gentle." Ancia said, "Where else do you want to go?"

"Fly higher." Shen Chun pinched the cloud and continued to encircle the archangel's neck.

"Okay." Ancia replied softly, opened her wings and flew towards the high sky.

The scope of the temple is very wide, so wide that you can hardly see its edge. It has countless pillars supporting the sky, and it is shrouded in rays of light and auspicious clouds everywhere. No matter how high you fly, the seat of God is the most radiant place.

Shen Chun looked at the bright colors in the distance. This place is full of love and warmth. No wonder such a pure angel can be bred.

The sun was surging, and the clouds soaked by it seemed to be stained with a bit of black blood red color. Shen Chun looked over sensitively, and felt the extremely cold gaze above his head.

There were a few white feathers flying in the clouds, which seemed to be smudged with bright red. The little angels were still playing around, but they seemed to have seen something terrible, and retreated towards the temple.

Shen Chun's waist was hugged tightly, and the voice above his head had a gentle texture: "My lord, it's the power of darkness, I have to send you back to the temple first, I'm offended."

"Okay." Shen Chun replied, looking up at the angel above his head.

His always warm eyes seemed to be filled with ice at this moment, the wings on his back spread out, his body fell quickly, and his flying speed was many times faster than before.

In the blink of an eye, he was already kneeling in front of the god seat. He still looked at Shen Chun with gentle eyes, unwilling to offend him in the slightest: "Please wait here first, I will be back soon."

"Ancia, be careful." Shen Chun reached out and touched his cheek.

"Yes, thank you for your blessings. With your blessings, I will never fail." Ancia stood up, looked at the little angels who gathered, and said in a gentle and powerful voice, "June, Joyce, stay here and take care of me." Good Father God."

"Yes." The young angels lost their mischievousness and capriciousness in the past, and even the little angels landed on the ground of the temple peacefully, looking into the distance nervously.

Ancia's wings vibrated, like a white shadow gliding into the distance.

"With Lord Ancia here, nothing will happen." June comforted the little angels.

"Every time I see Lord Ancia's wings, I think they are very beautiful." Joyce turned her body and looked at her own wings and said, "When will I be able to have such powerful power?"

"Joyce." June called her helplessly.

Joyce half-kneeled beside Shen Chun and said, "Father, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that at this time."

"His wings are really beautiful." Shen Chun looked at the figure that had reached the edge of darkness and said.

It looks like a feather from a distance, but it is so tough that it cannot be destroyed.

"Father God really likes Lord Ancia's wings." Joyce said, "Actually, my wings are also easy to touch. Do you need them now?"

"No, Joyce, don't let others touch the angel's wings casually." Shen Chun told the girl in front of her.

"But you are not someone else." Joyce looked at the immature god and said.

Although he said the same words as Master Ansia, Father God looks really cute.

"Joyce, the little angels need you." Shen Chun said, "Can you take care of them for me?"

"Of course, it's my honor." Joyce turned around and went to help manage the frightened little angels.

Shen Chun couldn't see clearly what was going on in the distant sky, he stretched out his hand, and a mirror image appeared in front of him.

Zhu En marveled at the actions of the gods, and couldn't help but quietly looked over.

The picture is very clear, those things that are usually smudged with ink from a distance, but they are extremely thick dark power when viewed up close, they are surging overwhelmingly, and those white feathers are countless fighting angels.

Their expressions were not as pious and gentle as they were in front of Shen Chun, but full of indifference. The power on their wings turned into streaks of golden light and pierced into the darkness, pushing them back a little, but before they could breathe a sigh of relief, The power in the black cloud turned into a snake and attacked an unnoticed angel, bound his legs, trying to drag him into the darkness, no matter how much the wings struggled, they seemed unable to resist the darkness The power of corrosion.

"Owen!"

"Leave me alone!" he yelled before being dragged in.

At that moment, countless pieces of light pierced the black cloud with sharper edges than ice cones, and one of them cut off the entangled dark power, allowing the angel to break free.

"Master Ancia!!!" The angels exclaimed in amazement.

The huge white wings spread out, even though he looked a little small in the face of the black cloud, there seemed to be countless lights gathering behind him, and around the wings, those bright fragments were gathering again.

The black cloud rolled, but it didn't approach rashly. Instead, a slightly gloomy and violent voice came out of it: "Ancia, you're a bit late this time. What's holding you back?"

"Thanatos, did you come to the temple to fight the final battle?" Ancia was surrounded by light, and there was no trace of warmth in those blue eyes.

A figure stepped out of the black clouds, with jet-black hair, bright red lips, and extremely handsome eyebrows, but there was some violence and hostility in the eyebrows that could not be erased.

Dark God Thanatos.

The black clouds rolled behind him, as if they could swallow the temple at any time, but it was only as if.

Ancia floated in the air and looked at him, and the cold halberd emerged in his hand, without the slightest retreat.

"Of course not. I'm very kind to bless the new life of the God of Light." Thanatos smiled, "Ancia, where did you hide him?"

"Of course the God of Light will sit in the temple, there is no need to hide." Ancia looked at him and said.

The other party will come, indicating that they already know.

The birth of a new angel and the dissipation of the evil energy in the world all indicate that the God of Light is very likely to come to this continent again, and the other party will notice it sooner or later.

But his god is still so young, he is not strong enough to stand against the power of Thanatos.

"Hahahahaha." Thanatos glanced at the angels and laughed, "Ancia, the newborn gods are very fragile without the blessing of faith, otherwise why haven't you driven out the dark forces on the mainland for a long time? I have come I arrived in the realm of the God of Light, but he was powerless to drive me out, Ancia, the angel family has no future in the Temple of Light, why don't you join the darkness?!"

"Master Ancia, please don't listen to his foul language!" Sera flew over from a distance, his orange eyes were full of anger.

"The angel family belongs to the God of Light." The halberd in Ansia's hand took shape, and the light spots on it flickered. When it left, it condensed into a very strong light force. Together with the countless lights on its wings, it moved towards the black cloud swept past.

The light group went straight to the front, and Thanatos charged power in his hands, and the two forces collided, shattering countless clouds around, and also made those dark forces recede a lot, and there was a tendency to slowly overflow.

But the power dissipated within a short time, and those black clouds shrouded Thanatos again. He looked at the archangel floating in the air opposite him and said, "I'm here to say hello, not to fight, you guys are too rude. "

In the mirror image, groups of angels are gathering behind Ansia, forming a continuous white piece, centered on the archangel, without any concession.

[Host, that dark god wants to poach your corner. 】521 said indignantly.

[Well, he died. 】Shen Chun looked at the archangel in the mirror image who seemed to stand between heaven and earth and said.

Angels are the embodiment of strength and beauty, and his angel is the most beautiful and powerful one among them.

He can destroy the God of Darkness now, but in the end, both sides may suffer, which is not worthwhile.

Shen Chun pressed his fingers on the throat, and the mirror image in front of him expanded a lot, spilling out like a halo.

The angels form an array, and countless light fragments disperse the darkness, preventing the God of Darkness from getting any closer.

But this situation is just a stalemate. Ansia's wings fluttered, and the feathers on them seemed to turn into pieces of sharp weapons, and the power like a light wheel gathered around him...

Thanatos said with a smile: "Ancia, this trick of yours will shorten your lifespan."

"For the sake of the gods, so what if you sacrifice your life." Ancia's voice resounded throughout the sky.

"But your god won't be moved by your dedication, he will only have a new Archangel..." Thanatos laughed twice.

The gorgeous and ethereal voice came at this time, with the power to penetrate the black clouds: "Thanatos, do you want to be buried in the Temple of Light?"

That voice seemed to ring in everyone's ears, clear and pleasant.

The movements of Ancia's hands paused, and the originally gathered power submerged into his body again, but he no longer cared about those, but turned his head to look at the location of the temple, the coldness in his eyes slowly overflowing: "God grown ups?"

When the power of light came, Thanatos's expression was not as contemptuous as before, but cautious: "Kleist, are you bluffing?"

"Are you afraid of my power?" Shen Chun asked, "I was so afraid that I just heard the news of my coming, and I couldn't wait to come here, Thanatos, I am waiting for you in the temple, and I am looking forward to meeting you, an old friend. Meet."

Thanatos looked at the temple in the distance, and was a little stunned for a moment.

This is the Temple of Light, the place where the power of the God of Light is most concentrated. If you face the God of Light in its heyday in this territory, you will almost be cutting your own back.

But if he was in his prime, he shouldn't have been shrinking all the time.

"Ancia, let him come over." Shen Chun said.

Ansia shrunk her fingers, stepped aside and said, "Yes, Lord Guangming."

As soon as he made way, the angels waved their wings to get out of the way, but every one of them looked at Thanatos with indifference.

With the road ahead, Thanatos raised his chin slightly, paying attention to the expressions of the surrounding angels as he walked, and stopped after receiving all the resentment and indifference: "Kleist, do you really want to see?" to me?"

"Yes." Shen Chun looked at the dark god in the mirror, "Thanatos, is your godhood still as dark as before?"

Killing intent was revealed, Thanatos smiled: "Despicable old friend, do you want to dig out my godhood?"

"Yes, you have hurt many angels." Shen Chun said, "These children I love cannot be hurt in vain."

The clouds in the temple seemed to have froze at this moment, Thanatos turned around and said, "I'm sorry old friend, dark creatures are the most dishonest, and I don't want to see you for the time being."

His figure disappeared from the edge of the God Realm, and Ancia breathed a sigh of relief: "Strengthen the enchantment of the God Realm."

He turned to fly, but saw the spread of dark power, and the dark figure approached the direction of the seat of God.

Thanatos laughed twice and said, "Kleist, do you think I'm really afraid of you?"

His figure was so fast that Ancia's eyes almost burst open, but at this moment, a golden light burst out from the temple, and directly penetrated Thanatos' chest, forming a hole there.

The angels froze one after another, Thanatos clutched his chest, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes: "Kleist!"

The strength of the opponent is so strong, but there is no feeling of weakness, and it will be useless to stay any longer.

"Thanatos, please come in." Shen Chun said.

Thanatos turned and left, facing the force engulfed by Ancia, and disappeared directly into the corner of the God Realm.

Ancia ignored him, and fell directly into the center of the temple. When she saw the god sitting on it, her chest was still heaving slightly: "My lord, are you alright?"

"Yeah." Shen Chun looked at the anxious angel, suppressing the slight surge of energy and blood, "It's okay."

It's just that he came here for too short a time, to shock people, the one-time loss is a bit excessive.

"It's fine." Ansia walked over, knelt down and said, "I'm sorry, Ansia didn't protect you well."

"Thanatos is hard to deal with, you've done a good job." Shen Chun's voice returned to immaturity, and he waved to the guilty and gentle Archangel, "Ancia, I want to sleep for a while."

"Yes." Ansia wrapped her soft wings, watched the god close her eyes, and breathed softly.

June and Joyce were still dazed at first, but when they saw such a scene, they led the little angels out of the temple.

Ancia watched the sleeping god there, thinking about the gorgeous yet gentle voice just now, it must be the voice of the Father God after he has fully grown up, so reassuring.

Shen Chun was still a little tired when he woke up. He used all his strength before, and Thanatos should have to heal his injuries in the near future.

He rolled over in the warm feathers, and when he tried to sit up, he saw Ancia who was leaning against the edge of the throne with her eyes closed.

Having experienced battles that are completely higher than one's own strength, and trying to drain one's lifespan, it is normal to be exhausted.

It's just that even when he was asleep, the archangel sat quite well. His long legs wrapped in a white robe were slightly bent, his arms were slightly propped on the seat of God, one cheek was lightly supported, and the extremely long eyelashes outlined it, making those eyes Even if the eyes are closed, there are extremely beautiful lines, and the wings meander to the ground, making his whole body seem to emit a soft light.

Shen Chun didn't move any more, just quietly looked at the sleeping angel.

This scene is quiet and beautiful, and no one wants to break it.

I don't know how long it took, Ancia's eyes trembled slightly, and when they opened, there was still a hazy meaning in them. He blinked lightly, as if confirming where it was, he quickly looked at the god, and said to On those clear and beautiful eyes.

"Master God, please forgive my sins." Ancia looked at him and said, "I shouldn't have fallen asleep on the throne of God, this is a blasphemy against you, Ancia doesn't know how to atone for this sin. "

The god slept soundly and peacefully. He watched quietly for a long time, but fell asleep unknowingly. This was not only a negligence of duty, but also a blasphemy.

Shen Chun holds his feathers, his archangel is good at everything, but he likes to blame himself too much.

Shen Chun got up, tried to sit up and told him that it was okay, but his arm went limp, and the voice that came out was also: "Hey..."

Shen Chun: "..."

521 was also startled, checked it and said: [Host, you have expended too much energy, and your physiology has regressed. 】

It was still regretting that the host was able to talk and beg for a hug so soon, but it didn't expect to be able to switch back, and the system was happy.

521 expanded his own memory stick with the camera.

An Xia was also stunned when he saw the god fluttering between his feathers. He carefully lifted the god up, looked at him in the same state as when he was just born, and asked, "Have you expended too much energy?"

Sure enough, there is a price to pay for being able to inflict heavy damage on the Dark God.

"Yeah..." Shen Chun supported him and nodded. After being a cub once, it will be much easier to do it a second time.

"I'm sorry, if I could be stronger, you wouldn't have to work so hard." Ancia's eyes were a little sad.

Shen Chun pressed his wrist and shook his head: "Yi..."

"Are you saying you don't blame me?" Ancia asked tentatively.

Shen Chun nodded, his eyes sparkling: "Hey..."

The god returned to the previous state, still able to make the angel's heart melt into warm water, Ancia smiled and said: "Thank you for your forgiveness, I will always be loyal to you."

"Yi..." Shen Chun nodded, and stretched out his arms by the way.

Ansia skillfully held him in her arms, in front of the body that carried the god.

The God Realm was invaded by the God of Darkness. Except for the need to repair the border, the dark power that has been attacking for a long time has been reduced.

"Is that voice really Father God? It sounds so gentle."

"Of course it is. Besides Father God, who can defeat the God of Darkness?"

"Father God is indeed the most powerful, and Thanatos will never dare to come again." An angel worshiped.

"Father God seems to have consumed a lot this time and needs to rest." Another angel said.

"It's all our fault. If only we could be stronger, we don't need Father God to take action."

"Master Ancia said that Father God forgave our mistakes, and when he fully grows, he will change the God Realm to the same as before."

"I'm looking forward to..."

"Sera, we need to help the gods to complete our duties and missions." Ancia summoned all the angels and said.

"As long as I can help Lord God, I am willing to give everything I have," Owen said.

"Me too." The other angels echoed.

"Then, please spread the power of light to the world." Ancia said, "Expel the power of darkness, strangle the beasts of darkness, purify the soil, and let the power of faith help the gods grow."

They have done this kind of thing in the past, but the number is small. They need to protect the temple and deal with the attacks of dark forces. It is difficult to take care of the human world. It is simply a vicious circle.

But now that the God of Light is coming back, new angels are born, and the forces of darkness are temporarily retreating, they also have a chance to breathe.

"Yes." All the angels responded one after another.

The demonic energy shrouded in the surrounding subsided, and the bright and holy power sprinkled on the world again. People who were in fear were surprised by this discovery, and the number of worshipers in the church suddenly increased.

Shen Chun felt the surging power of faith, although it was better than nothing compared to his growing power, but this was the wish of his Archangel.

It's just the consumption of power, the progress of the fusion of godheads has not changed, and it only took a day for Shen Chun to return to his previous state.

As his strength improved, his body growth speed suddenly accelerated.

Ancia just went out to fight once, and when she came back and didn't see the god on the throne, she froze in place: "June, where is the god?"

Zhu En came in from the outside, and looked at the empty god's seat, and was dumbfounded: "Where is the god?! It was still there before!"

Ancia frowned, but didn't blame him: "Hurry up and get someone to look for it."

"Yes." June turned around quickly.

Ancia took a deep breath, and when she was about to turn around, she found that her wings had been lightly touched.

With the soft touch and familiar strength, Ancia turned around carefully, and was a little dazed when she saw the child standing there.

The god is still wearing the familiar robe, but the baby's body has now turned into that of a three-year-old child.

The slightly curly blond hair wrapped around her pink and tender face, and her cheeks already had a very delicate outline.

"Lord God?" Ancia knelt down halfway, looking at the very beautiful God who was smiling, and said, "