Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

"My venerable Father God, Ansia feels sincerely happy to see you growing up." Ansia said softly while half kneeling in front of the throne.

"I will grow up quickly and protect you who I love." Shen Chun raised her face and said.

"No," Ancia said with a smile, "you don't need to worry, we just want you to be safe and sound, free from the threat of dark forces, and you can grow up slowly like a child in the world."

"Then don't worry." Shen Chun stretched out his hand to touch his cheek and said, "Don't be so anxious to fight, but protect yourself. Whether it's the temple, the angels, or me, they all need you."

Ansia was slightly startled, turned her head slightly and smiled and said, "Yes, your words made me cherish myself. Ansia will protect myself and my lord god well. I am your most loyal believer."

The young god is sitting on the throne, and the slender and holy angel is half kneeling on the side, with its wings slightly folded, but it is still so huge that it seems to be able to wrap itself and the god. This scene is so beautiful that it almost shines.

Even though Ansia didn't expect the gods to grow too fast, Shen Chun still grew up almost every day.

The god's robe is natural, the golden light gathers on the soft white robe, and the natural god stone is dotted on it, like broken diamonds in the sun, shining brightly on the corner of the robe.

Shen Chun sat on the throne, his seven or eight-year-old body was enough for him to sit on a corner of the throne, instead of sitting on the empty throne with nowhere to go.

The mirror image in front of him was opened, and the holy angel was dispersing the dark beast with the light all over his body. The halberd in his hand gathered the power of light. They penetrated the body of the dark beast one after another.

Roaring and struggling, the angel's icy expression was not affected in the slightest. The demonic energy overflowed and was directly shattered by his flapping wings.

One after another of the dark beasts was driven and killed, Ancia put away the halberd in his hand, waved his wings and gently landed on the grass shrouded in magic energy.

The dark devilish energy lingering on the ground receded one after another the moment he landed, forming an extremely holy circle.

He looked at the demonic energy surrounding him, the ice in his eyes turned into pity, he closed his eyes lightly with his palms clasped, the holy power spread around him, like a storm, with the spread of wings And be purified.

The withered grass turned green, with beautiful flowers blooming on it, the twisted vines receded, and the withered trees became lush again. At that moment, it was like stepping into heaven from hell.

A white butterfly flew from nowhere and lightly landed on a flower, stayed for two seconds, and flew in front of Ancia.

There was an extremely soft and warm emotion in his eyes. When he stretched out his finger, the butterfly landed on his finger with an extremely light force, as light as the first time a god put his hand on his finger.

The butterfly was gently wrapped by the wind, flapping its wings and flying away. The angels who stayed in place opened their wings and flapped gently, leaving the purified land.

Shen Chun looked at the angel leaving in the picture, and when he stretched out his hand to retract the mirror image, a few white feathers entered the edge of the God Realm, and their speed was extremely fast.

When the wind gently blew the clouds, Shen Chun saw the Archangel stepping into the temple from the edge.

The outstretched wings were gently gathered, even if they were slightly dragged, it did not damage his slender and beautiful figure at all.

"My lord god, Ansia is back." Ansia knelt down half-kneeled, looked up at the god on the throne and said.

His god has grown a little taller, and the hair that seems to be gathering golden light has already hung down on his shoulders, wrapped in a divine robe, and soft material wraps his slender calves, revealing his beautiful toes.

The style of the divine robe changes as he grows up, but no matter what stage he is, he always has the charm that belongs only to God the Father.

"What did you bring back?" Shen Chun asked.

"I found something very beautiful in the world." Ancia walked over and saluted lightly. When she opened her hand, several butterflies flew out of it.

They were like shrunken angels, flying around Shen Chun, and one even landed lightly on his eyelashes.

When An Xia walked forward quickly, Shen Chun blinked, and a few butterflies turned into the original white mist.

"I'm sorry, my lord, I didn't expect them to be so bold," Ancia said.

Creatures in the world cannot easily set foot in the temple without the permission of the owner here.

The butterfly formed from the clouds can imitate the form, but it may also be influenced by the power of light, and she loves Shen Chun, the god of light, very much.

"It's okay, Ancia, they are very beautiful." Shen Chun patted the side of his seat and said, "It's like an angel in the world."

Ancia sat under the throne of God, staring at God as before, listening to every word he uttered, and they gathered in his heart like nectar: ​​"The parable of God the Father is very beautiful."

"It was you who passed on the beauty to them." Shen Chun reached out and stroked his extremely beautiful blond hair.

Different from his blond hair, the Archangel's blond hair was a little lighter, as if each strand was dyed with a very holy light, soft and delicate.

Being gently touched like this, Ancia lowered her head: "Father God..."

"Ancia, pay attention to rest." Shen Chun said.

As the archangel, he is always gentle, but he has to carry everything when it is critical. Before God comes, he is the backbone of the angel family. Even now, he is the benchmark for many angels' actions.

With the presence of the gods, the Bright Clan will have hope, but with Ancia, the angels will feel at ease.

It is precisely because of this that it needs to be particularly strong, and it will be more tiring than other angels.

Following his strength, Ansia rested her head gently on the god's immature lap: "This is really offensive."

"It's okay." Shen Chun looked down at him and said.

Gently stroking her hair with her hands, Ancia lay there and gently closed her eyes. It was every angel's dream to be able to fall asleep on the lap of the Father.

He is too guilty.

He fell asleep quickly, Shen Chun stopped his hands when he noticed that his breathing had calmed down, his eyes fixed on his very beautiful and harmless face for a long time, and the corners of his lips curled up.

……

The light forces in the world are expanding, and those dark forces seem to be dispersed by an invisible hand, widening the places where people gather.

"The power of the God of Light will always shine on the earth!"

"It must be the gods who heard our voices, expelled the darkness, and poured light into the world."

"Thanks to the blessing of the God of Light, let the darkness and filth go away."

"I will always believe in you."

The power of faith of the people gathered, a new church was established, and an order was issued to select new priests.

Actions are being taken everywhere, and people are excited to step into the church to pray and become people who serve the God of Light.

In the corner of a low house, a teenager opened his eyes, climbed up from the rough bed, and looked around with confusion in his eyes.

"Where is this place?" the boy said.

A mechanical voice sounded in his mind: [Host, System 2548 is happy to serve you. 】

"System?" The boy sat up and said, "What's the use?"

[I will give you beauty, deer-like eyes, and a pure body, so that anyone who sees you will have a good impression of you, please use your beauty and walk on the road to becoming a god. ] 2548 said.

"Becoming a god?" the boy asked, "Can I do it?"

【Of course, I will help you. 】2548 said, 【First of all, please go to the selection of priests of the Holy See. 】

The boy got up, went to the clear river to wash his body, looked at the face exposed, looked at it carefully, and then smiled.

The church not only selects priests, but also selects the Holy Son, as the symbol of the God of Light, and spreads the power of light to people.

The world is busy and bustling, and Shen Chun also saw the bustling scene in front of the mirror.

An Xia sat aside and looked at the slender and slender figure, who was already tall enough to see the handsome god in the future, her gaze never shifted the slightest bit.

It is impossible to dispel all the darkness in the world. As long as Thanatos exists for a day, the demonic energy may flood again.

Just like what the great Father God said, since it is impossible to cut off, just do what you can. Ancia’s time to fight outside is shortened, and she always likes to watch God and his growth in her spare time, as if she has also become a Inseparable part of the life process of the gods.

"Father God, do you like humans very much?" Ancia asked softly.

"They are the most vulnerable and the strongest." Shen Chun said.

Vulnerability is because any race on the continent seems to be able to easily take their lives, and strength is because even in such a harsh environment, human beings have become the race with the largest number and the largest gathering place.

"Humanity seems to be selecting a son to represent you." Ancia said looking at the mirror image.

"The clergy should not be treated differently. God loves every believer, no matter whether they are ugly or beautiful." Shen Chun looked at the young people waiting for election in the screen and said.

People are speculating about the preferences of the gods, but they don't know that if the gods really only like the appearance, they can create the most beautiful things by themselves, and he already has the most beautiful ones.

His Archangel has an absolutely beautiful and gentle face, even the most beautiful one among angels, flawless.

"Then will the oracle be sent down?" Ancia looked at him and asked.

"No, as long as human beings don't cause any big troubles, they don't need to control anything." Shen Chun reached out and patted his head with a smile.

"Yes." Ancia smiled.

Shen Chun's fingers hooked the ends of his hair, and he focused his gaze on the mirror image again.

The main line of this world is centered on Aiwen. He first became the holy son of the Holy See, then the king of the conquered Simon kingdom, and then his archangel.

Ancia looked at his fingers wrapped around the end of her hair, her eyes trembled slightly, and her eyes fixed on the extremely delicate side face of the god.

His blond hair has spread to his waist, and it is the same but different color from his hair. Occasionally touching and overlapping, the bright hair seems to be able to shine.

Looking at him, Ancia always felt that the babbling god was still in front of her eyes, and he had already grown into such a beautiful young man.

[Host, Ivan is not a threat now. ] 521 said.

Baibai obviously likes the host very much.

【Faith and love are different. 】Shen alcohol wraps around the hair between the fingers.

Faith is to gather everyone's love, and to share it, while love is exclusive, and you don't want to share it with others. There is an essential difference between the two.

521 is ignorant: 【Then you should turn your faith into love. 】

【It's not that easy. 】Shen Chun said.

521: 【Huh? 】

Although the gear of fate has been destroyed, even if it is staggered, it may be reconnected at some point.

Shen Chun turned the mirror and closed his eyes slightly when he saw the boy named Ai Wen.

It was a very beautiful boy, every inch of his skin was like milk, his soft brown hair was slightly curly, and his glass-like eyes were like the eyes of a deer that appeared in the forest after the rain, clear and pure.

When people see him, they seem to feel pity unconsciously.

[Host, Ai Wen looks pretty pretty. ] 521 said.

[Since we want all the strong to become ministers, we must have a good appearance. 】Shen Chun said.

Of course, it's not just about looking good.

The God Realm was originally quiet and peaceful, but at this moment, the flowing clouds in the temple suddenly trembled.

A dragon chant came from afar, as if it could permeate the entire sky.

The breeze was blowing, and Ancia suddenly stood up vigilantly: "My lord, it's the Dragon Clan."

"Ancia, come out and fight with me!" The dragon roar continued.

Shen Chun wiped the mirror image, and when he saw the red dragon flying and charging outside the God Realm, he asked, "This is?"

"My lord, this is Trevelyan, the new patriarch of the Dragon Clan," Ancia replied.

In the gap between his answers, the ferocious, huge red dragon blinked its animal pupils, and began to breathe fire directly towards the barrier of the God Realm, with a very arrogant attitude.

Among Ivan's many partners, this is one of them.

The angels in the temple became vigilant, and Ancia left the seat of the god, knelt down and said, "My lord, please allow Ancia to fight."

The arrogance of the dragon clan is well known. Their powerful bodies cannot be corroded by the light side or the dark side. Their belief is not the gods of either side, but their ancestors.

Naturally strong physique and talent far surpassing that of human beings will allow every dragon born to gain strength at the fastest speed. Even when Thanatos is the strongest, he is unwilling to provoke this race, because they A single one may not be able to beat the gods, but once one is injured, it will definitely attract the revenge of the entire dragon clan. However, the dragon clan likes to look for things everywhere, and doing things depends on their mood.

According to Shen Chun, the dragon clan is a group of powerful hooligans that no one can control.

Shen Chun got up, walked down from the throne and said, "Ancia, you stay here."

"My lord?" Ancia suddenly raised her head.

Shen Chun lowered his head and patted his cheek, saying: "Everyone has been bullied to the door, so I have to teach you a lesson and stay here obediently."

His voice is still youthful and pleasant, but it is so reliable that people's hearts seem to be soaked in warm water.

An Xia saluted and said, "Yes, my lord, your order is my highest order."

Shen Chun smiled, and his figure had disappeared from the temple.

I tried my strength last time, after such a long time, I should try again.

The flames spewed out, and the heat wave scorched the barrier of the Protoss. Trevelyan took a breath and snorted and continued to provoke: "Ancia, are you too cowardly to come out to fight? Are you curled up in the arms of the God of Light?" Crying in the air, still so scared that its wings curled up."

While his wings were vibrating, he was about to spray another breath of flames, but the barrier of the temple suddenly opened, and no one was seen, but the power spreading out of it went straight to his front.

When the extremely powerful force came, the red dragon not only did not back down, but a trace of excitement flashed in the cold animal pupils. It opened its mouth, and a flame wrapped in the dragon's breath collided with the spreading power, and the power spread. Countless starlight was emitted, which also made the entire temple tremble a little.

"You're not Ancia!" The red dragon vibrated its wings, completely unafraid of the power fragments that swayed down, and let it extinguish on its skin without leaving a single scar.

His nictitating membrane flashed across his eyes, and he stared closely at the young man in a god robe in front of him, with a flash of excitement: "You are so beautiful, let's sleep after the fight."

Shen Chun frowned slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Trevellian, do you know who I am?"

Trevelyan snorted and said, "It doesn't matter who you are, we can sleep."

The dragon's nature is obscene, and many angels onlookers clenched their fists, wishing to beat the red dragon violently.

Father God can be defiled by dragons!

A cold light also flashed in Ansia's eyes, engraving that red dragon shadow into her heart.

Trevelyan.

The Dragon Clan has a strong desire for revenge, and the Angel Clan is not easy to pinch.

"Then let's talk about it after you defeat me." As soon as Shen Chun finished speaking, he floated directly above the red dragon and smashed his fist on the head.

Enveloped by the power of light, with a power beyond Wanjun, the huge red dragon froze in the air, and fell straight down as if it had been knocked out.

Shen Chun stayed in the air, looked down, and the angels cheered directly.

"Master Shenming is amazing."

"The Dragon Clan is not the opponent of Father God."

"Trevellian can be beaten to the ground with just one move, Father God is so powerful."

Ancia looked at the slightly slender figure, with a very gentle taste in her eyes: "My lord is the best."

But at this moment, a light spot suddenly flashed from the bottom where the end could not be seen, and Ancia subconsciously reminded: "Be careful!"

The red light pierced through, almost breaking through the sky, bringing a hurricane sweeping across, and piercing straight through the figure who was still in place.

"Master God!!!" The angels were very anxious.

"Master Kleist!" Ancia looked at the re-flying dragon, with killing intent flashing in his eyes, "Trevelyan."

"It's a pity for such a beautiful god." Trevelyan looked at the angry angel race and clicked his tongue. "No matter how you look at it, it's a pity that the wings without hair look better."

"I think the one with feathers looks better." Qingyue's voice not only made Trevelyan turn around, but also made the angels heave a sigh of relief.

Shen Chun stood on the back of the soaring red dragon and said with a smile: "I think the featherless wings are like burnt chicken wings."

"Are you okay?" Trevelyan twisted his neck and looked at the unscathed god. "That's because you have no aesthetics. Dragons are the most powerful. What can the angel's light wings do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a flame sprayed directly towards his back, Shen Chun's figure disappeared from there, and the next moment he appeared next to Ancia, looked up at him and said, "Ancia, can I borrow your money?" A feather?"

"Of course, my lord." Ancia opened her wings, took one of the most beautiful feathers from it, and put it in the hand of the god, "Be careful."

"Don't worry." Shen Chun pinched the extremely long and extremely white feather, turned to look at the dragon whose back was slowly recovering, and said, "I'll show you what the angel's beautiful wings can do."

Trevelyan didn't care about the wound he caused himself at all. His wings flapped, and the huge force gathered like a chain, attacking in the direction of Shen Chun.

Shen Chun was obsessed with that feather, because it gathered the power of light, and lightly tapped it between his fingers, those energy light balls directly hit his power, and shattered smoke in the air.

When the power was shattered, a huge body whizzed towards the wind, and the huge mouth that opened had the smell of burning sulfur, which could completely swallow the body of a god.

Shen Chun looked at the fangs and sharp teeth, and the feather in his hand turned into a streamer and sank into the red dragon's throat. It was not swallowed by him, but entered his body actively.

When the giant mouth bit down, the figure of the god was just an afterimage left behind.

Trevelyan turned to look at him, tapped his throat with his paw and said, "What did you eat for me?"

"It's just a feather." Shen Chun's outstretched palm suddenly grasped it.

The huge roar of the dragon resounded instantly, and Trevelyan flew up and down uncontrollably, spraying flames and blood. Even if he hit the barrier of the gods with his head, there was no relief at all.

"Kleist, the God of Light actually used such a despicable method!" Trevelyan roared, wishing to cut open his abdomen directly. He even gathered the strength of his whole body and directly bombarded his abdomen, blood sprayed, There is no word of admitting defeat.

Even if there is only a trace of vitality left, the Dragon Clan can survive. This group of hooligans are rampant, but when the Angel God Clan was at its weakest, Thanatos did not let Thanatos completely occupy the entire continent.

Whether it is to maintain the balance of the three parties or for other reasons, it can be regarded as helping the angel.

Shen Chun lightly hooked his fingers, and the radiant feather broke out from Trevelyan's abdomen, and when it returned to Shen Chun's hand, it was still holy and free from any filth.

Trevelyan stopped. Although blood was still dripping from his body, those wounds were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even though he was injured like this, the fighting spirit on his body did not fade in the slightest.

"Are you not convinced?" Shen Chun pinched the feather.

"Of course." The blood dripping from Trevelyan's body was pooling. He looked at the extremely beautiful boy, and there was only fighting spirit in his eyes.

Defeat him, tear him apart, and use his blood to wash away the shame of being teased by the Dragon Clan.

The power in the blood seemed to distort the entire space. Shen Chun held the feather and faced the huge dragon clan, like a boat rippling in the deep sea.

The hair was blown by the wind, and even a strand spread to the corner of the lips. When the vast power collided, while all the angels were holding their breath, a feather between the fingers was like a sea pin, preventing those powers from getting closer.

"Trevelyan, for the sake of helping angels in the past, I don't want your life this time." The feather in Shen Chun's hand instantly turned into countless phantoms, and the power of light gathered in the sky as if it could penetrate the sky. on his hand.

A golden long sword appeared in his hand, and when it was cut, it directly cut through the scorching power. Countless rays of light concentrated on his body in Trevelyan's astonished expression, penetrating every part of the body, It nailed him in the air like a nail, and the sky-shattering light directly slashed towards his abdomen.

Once the head and body are separated, even the Dragon Clan will perish.

Trevelyan swallowed, and when he closed his eyes, his body fell straight down.

He opened his eyes and looked at the god floating in the air. There was a smile in the eyes of the other party, but the indifference was down to the bone.

Is this the god?

The golden light was drawn again and hit the abdomen, blood spurted out, and Trevelyan completely lost consciousness.

What a terrible fault-finding.

The angels froze in place one after another. It was the first time that they saw the power displayed by the Father God intuitively, enough for them to know the difference.

Being able to tease Trevelyan in the palm of his hand, and also causing him to be seriously injured, without even the strength to fight back, there are only two words to describe this kind of strength.

powerful.

Although his body is slender, he is a god.

Ansia looked at the god who turned around, and said to the emotion in his eyes, "My lord."

"Ancia, thank you for your feather, it helped a lot." Shen Chun approached him, smiling into those gentle blue eyes.

"It's Ancia's honor." Ancia half-kneeled in front of him, looked up at him and said, "I feel lucky to be able to fight by your side."

"In that case, can you give this to me?" Shen Chun pinched the feather and said.

It used to be borrowed, but now it is given away.

Ansia was a little surprised, then smiled and said, "Of course, as long as you like, Ansia can offer it to you."

The barrier of the gods was closed again, Ancia followed behind the gods, and the angels were still fighting like that.

"Father God is so kind to us, and he has never been harsh at all." June said.

The Father could have easily taken the life of an angel if he wanted to, but he fought to protect them.

"Yes, I love Father God even more than the day before, and I must spread light to every corner of the continent." Sivir said.

"Father God is full of charm. If he were a child in the world, he would be surrounded by countless little girls." Sera said with emotion.

"Why are you surrounded?" Joyce asked curiously.

"Probably because it's very attractive." Serra said, "There is something called love among human beings, and they like excellent people."

"What is love?" the young angel asked curiously.

Sera pondered: "Probably a man and a woman can give birth to a child."

"Oh..." the little angels all exclaimed, "Can clouds and light also have love? They give birth to angels."

"Should have," Sera said.

"Selah, don't teach them these things, it will ruin them." Ancia said softly when she walked out of the temple.

"Yes." Sera shrugged.

"But what is love, Lord Ancia?" Joyce asked.

"Love is mixed with desire, and angels don't need love." Ancia reached out and touched her head with a smile, "Angels don't need to multiply like humans, and they don't need love to be happy. We only need to believe in the God of Light, It is enough to protect the temple, spread the light, and fly freely."

"Can love be mixed with desire?" June murmured.

"With desire, you will lose the original happiness." Ancia said.

They were born in the light, and their hearts are directed towards the light. They only wish to dedicate their lives to the gods, and will not fall in love with any insignificant people.

"Then I don't want love!" said a little angel.

"Neither do I!"

"Love sounds so scary, I only believe in the God of Light."

"Master Serra, have you ever tried love?"

"Of course not." Sera said, "With desire, it is equivalent to selling your heart to the devil."

"Oh!!!" The little angels all looked solemn.

[Host, there is no love in vain. ] 521 said.

His host, who got faith in vain but no affection, sounds really lucky and miserable.

【I'm not the devil? 】Shen Chun listened to the angels' remarks and laughed.

He is willing to maintain the pure land of the angel family so that they can live purely, even if they are not contaminated with love in their lives, it doesn't matter, but this does not mean that his heart is full of light.

The Godhead of the Light God has been around for a long time, and I don't know if it will be polluted by him.

521: […]

It seems reasonable.

Belief in the God of Light is to give one's heart to the devil. If the host is a playful one, the entire angel family will fall together, and it may only be a matter of a few words.

Standing in different teams is not within the scope of the rules of the original world.

"Ancia." Shen Chun called out.

"Yes, my lord, is there anything I can do for you?" Ancia returned to the temple and asked.

"I need to rest." Shen Chun pinched the feather.

"Yes." Ancia stepped forward, and opened her wings as before, so that the gods could lean on them.

Shen Chun lay on his wings, and Anxia watched beside him as usual. He could see the scene of the god sleeping soundly, and he would not feel tired at all until the end of his life.

Shen Chun leaned on the soft touch, but this time he didn't fall asleep in a hurry. Instead, he used the feather from before to gently sweep the archangel's chin and said, "Ancia, can you sing?"

An Xia was a little itchy, but she held back and did not hide, and said softly, "Master God, what do you want to hear?"

"Carols are fine." Shen Chun laughed.

"Okay." Ancia met his gaze and spoke softly.

His voice is extremely beautiful, like the warm wind in winter, gentle and soothing, it seems that whatever you tell him, he will listen with complete patience, without the slightest temper.

Shen Chun closed his eyes, and continued to merge with the godhead in his sleep.

In the woodland of the world, a red-haired man crawled out of the river. The water stains dried up in an instant, but it was hard to hide his embarrassment.

The power of the Dragon Clan was crushed, but he was convinced of the defeat. The new God of Light was powerful and beautiful, much better than that gloomy guy of Thanatos.

Trevelyan sat down on the grass, but couldn't hide the excitement in his heart. Dragons just like blood, violence and enjoyment, even if this kind of thing happens to him, it doesn't matter.

The blood is still flowing down the arm, but with this breath, no one dares to come over.

He closed his eyes and was about to take a nap when he heard the sound of footsteps falling and his nose moved. When he opened his eyes, he saw a young man who was approaching carefully. He had a very beautiful appearance and was spotted Frightened eyes like a deer.

[Host, this is Trevelyan, the patriarch of the Dragon Clan. 】2548 said,【Although I don't know why I was injured, this is an opportunity. 】

"Are you okay?" Ivan approached the man and asked tentatively.

"Well, not very good." Trevelyan looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes were unconsciously attracted by him, and even the strong and beautiful figure in his mind turned into a phantom.

"You seem to be seriously injured, how can I help you?" Ivan looked at the scars, and was pulled into his arms by the other party unexpectedly, he struggled, "What are you going to do?! Please let me go! "

"Don't be afraid, little beauty, I will let you know what it means to go to heaven." Trevelyan pressed him under him and said, "You will see the God of Light."

[Host, Ivan picked up the injured Trevelyan. 】521 said, 【I was locked in a small black room when I saw it. 】

[The order is out of order. 】Shen Chun kneaded the feather hanging on his waist with his hands, 【What a coincidence. 】

As for the little black house, that was also the case when Ivan and Trevelyan met for the first time in the original world line. The red dragon fully used his actions to prove what it means to see sex and what is meant by dragon nature.

It's just that Aiwen's first time in the original world line should be given to the dark god Thanatos. As for the consequences of reversing the order, we will wait and see.

The selection of the Holy See is very fast, and the clergy need a strong light force, and besides this, the Holy Son also needs a very good appearance.

When the result was finalized, Shen Chun listened to the voice of the Pope praying, looked at the Holy Son kneeling in front of the statue with his eyes closed, and tapped lightly with his fingers.

The Holy Son not only requires appearance and strength, but also the cleanliness of the body. It seems that the mechanism of the Holy See is not very strict.

"I am willing to dedicate all of myself to the gods." Aiwen knelt there in the white robes of the Holy Son, closed his eyes and prayed with the Pope beside him, "I swear to the gods with my life, to dedicate all to you Faith, a pure soul and a clean body..."

【Are you sure there is no God of Light in this world? ] Aiwen asked the system.

【certainly. 】2548 said,【The God of Light in this world disappears, leaving behind a godhead, which is what you must obtain to become a god. 】

【That thing should be in the temple, how can I get it? ] Ivan asked.

【Archangel Anthea is guarding that godhead. 】2548 said, 【You must now ensure your absolute devotion to the power of light. If you win his heart, you will have the chance to step into the temple. 】

【Only prayer? ] Ivan asked.

【I will teach you how to summon him. ] 2548 said.

【good. 】Ivan closed his eyes and continued to pray.

……

[Host, what are you looking at? ] 521 looked at the host's straight eyes and said, 【He's not good-looking for nothing. 】

They are all married people, and it is shameful to stare at others.

【nothing. 】Shen Chun withdrew his gaze and said.

After Trevelyan came, the God Realm once again restored its previous peace. More and more little angels were bred in the clouds, and the bustling temple gradually took on the grand scene of the murals.

Ancia taught the little angels how to use their power, but suddenly felt the call of a light force.

That power came from the human world, and what Ancia cared about was not the size of the summoning power, but the aura that was very similar to that of a god.

"Master Ancia, when will my wings grow to be as big as yours?" the little angel asked.

"When you grow up, your wings are also very beautiful now." Ancia said with a smile, and the power of summoning continued.

He comforted the little angel and let the other big angels take care of it. He got up and was about to open the mirror, but he heard a call from the temple: "Ancia."

It was the voice of the gods.

Ancia turned around, flew towards the temple, knelt down in front of the god and said, "Master God, do you have any orders?"

"Ancia, I'm almost reaching my adult body." Shen Chun stood up and walked in front of him.

Ancia looked up at him. The god's figure was slender and straight, and there were some indistinguishable eyebrows and eyes at the moment, but now he showed a masculine beauty. Although he was still a little young and immature, it was already a beauty that he could not imagine at all. Li: "You are so beautiful now that I can't express it even if I run out of words."

"Adulthood is the most dangerous time." Shen Chun bent down to help him up, almost looking at his archangel