As a Demon God, I'm working on construction in Liyue [Original God]

The threat was almost over, Bellister looked the monster up and down, and finally pulled a handful of beautiful feathers from its tail with a little strength.

The bird-shaped monster was stunned at first, and then a smear of anger flashed across its face. Although it was fleeting, its quickened breathing and swaying chest still revealed its bad mood.

A warrior can be killed and cannot be humiliated, even if Berist is a demon god, he can't pull its tail feathers, let alone so many!

"Aren't you leaving yet?" Bellister asked curiously, weighing the glistening feathers.

These words are like a pot of cold water poured into the monster's heart, completely extinguishing the anger it had ignited.

The squeezed monster didn't dare to look directly at the smiling Belliste, and its excessive desire to survive forced it to run away in a hurry with the strength it had just recovered.

Watching the monster leave, Bellister was in a good mood, and turned around to ask Sorindoya to take her back.

Sorindoya turned into a prototype skillfully, and Bellister sat on her back, and they flew into the sky in an instant.

High in the clouds, the afterglow of the sun almost disappeared, and the stars leaped out of the sky.

Bathing in the wind blowing from high above, Baylist raised her head slightly to look at the sky. The unobstructed view of the night reminded her of her friend's description of the starry sky when she was stargazing with Yuan Mo.

After all, every star represents the future, and when they are combined, they can reflect the direction of destiny.

Bellister was noncommittal about this, but there was a word in his heart, something like fate is born to be stepped on, if you don't have the strength to resist it, you just need to wait with courage.

It was a sentence she had memorized backwards in high school, when Bellister was obsessed with this kind of writing.Many years later, she thought she was about to forget those books she had read, but one day, in a different world that had nothing to do with the past, under the stars, Bellister found that the sentences in the book were in her memory. so clear.

"Is it the sound of drums?" Flying above the sea of ​​clouds, Sorindoya asked blankly, she didn't understand what the humans below were rejoicing about.

"It should be." Bellister explained, "For humans, it is not easy to win and defeat monsters, and it is appropriate to celebrate."

Sorenduoya seemed to understand but didn't ask much.

"Why don't we make today a holiday, um, let me think about what the name of this holiday is." Bellister thought it was called Victory Day, which sounded a little strange to the atmosphere, but she couldn't think of other suitable words for a while .

In the end, she decided to let the people decide, and she only had to announce that the next day would be a holiday.

Sorin Duoya didn't quite agree with Baylist's idea. In her eyes, this victory didn't deserve to be sacrificed at all.

But she just wanted Balister to be happy, who doesn't like a holiday?

Even monsters can't resist the holidays. Sorendoya has observed that during festivals, the cold snake would tap its tail and wait for get off work, without paying attention to work at all.

"It's really lively." Looking down at the fire below, Bellister weighed the dark gray feathers that flashed silver-white lightning from time to time. Tonight, she will reward them as trophies to the members of the patrol team.

In the evening, Bayrist noticed the boiling sea of ​​clouds, and at that moment, she reckoned that there would definitely be a carnival tonight to celebrate Guangqing and the others' victory.

Belister knows very well that most of her people hold a grievance in their hearts. Even with a new life, the days when they had to abandon their homeland to wander are still a conspicuous scar engraved in their souls.

As an asylum, although she can provide enough food and a house to live in, she can't make up for the trauma caused by the destruction of their former home.This group of people who lived deep in the mountains and suffered from the invasion of monsters needed a successful counterattack to calm the pain of losing their families.

In fact, Bellister is also waiting for this day. As a demon god, she doesn't need to make any concessions at all, and endures the provocations from monsters.The natural strength gap is enough to let her do whatever she wants, so that she will beat anyone who dares to provoke her.

But for the safety of the sea of ​​clouds, Bellister insisted on holding her breath and did not take the initiative to make a move.

Previously, Yunhaijian hadn't been operated yet, and no matter whether it won or lost, it would have too much impact on the environment, not to mention that the cultivated land and roads built with great difficulty would be destroyed in the fight.

If Bellister accidentally killed the monster with cruel hands, the pollution would be a catastrophe for Yun Hai Jian.

What's more, Bellister's killing of monsters won't make the people empathize with them, they will only rely more on God's protection.

Belister doesn't want her people to have this kind of cognition, just as giving a man a fish is worse than giving him a fish, what she really wants is for them to stand upright and naturally produce mortals who are not useless, we can also rely on The idea of ​​wit and tools overpowering a formidable opponent.

While Balister was meditating, the people below noticed her coming.

"It's Lord Rain Bird and Lord Bellister!"

Guangqing under the apple tree raised her head together with the others, and the moon in the sky was covered by Sorindoya's figure.

Looking up at the huge rain bird, Guangqing felt as if it had been a lifetime since the land had been free from the heavy rain for only a dozen years, but the people living here, including their tribe, had almost come out of the great suffering.

Suddenly looking back, Guangqing suddenly found that he could not have imagined a sunny day 15 years ago, and ten years ago when the apple trees first grew, he could not picture a scene full of sweet flowers and people living and working in peace and contentment on a steep cliff.

However, Guangqing is not to blame for this, because no one would have thought that a place called a fairyland would be born in these mountains that are regarded as synonymous with suffering and shackles.

The sugar here will be continuously transported through the road that was finally built by the gods and humans to overcome all kinds of difficulties and dangers, and the technology developed here will spread to thousands of households in the outside world.

Guangqing thought, then Lord Bellister who created all of this, have I helped you?The God's Eye at the waist seemed to be burning hot, as if reminding Guangqing of the wish she had when she first got it.

Under the starry sky, Sorindoya's figure disappeared, replaced by a white shadow.

Balister landed slowly, and the crowd automatically made way for her.

In an instant, the entire sea of ​​clouds became quiet, only the sound of the music and drums manipulated by the mechanism remained.

Although she has experienced similar scenes many times, Bayrist still feels embarrassed when the crowd suddenly becomes silent because of her arrival.

Every time she can't wait to say, don't worry about her, and then play music and dance.

Sure enough, in my cognition, people still account for a relatively large proportion. If it were a demon god like Morax, I would definitely think there would be a problem.

Belister silently speculated, and for some reason she came up with a strange idea, that is, with Morax's character, even if he becomes a human, he can do things that others think are unbelievable, such as going out without money, eating Not paying the bill.

Secretly clicked his tongue, Bellister condemned, how could she think that Morax had no money, he is the god of wealth, he pinches the money, and he looks like a face that is not short of money.

Thinking this way, Balister felt much more relaxed. She put on her trademark smile and praised the members of the patrol team who came to salute, "You guys did a good job."

Then she saw some of the more excitable members of the patrol trembling at her words.

"Put away these feathers, it is your trophy, and it is a proof of your bravery!"

The feathers with strange luster were handed out by Bellist himself, and many members of the patrol team shed tears when receiving the rewards. For humans, they had been looking forward to this victory for too long.

Unlike the long lives of demon gods and monsters, human beings don't have so much time to consume in their lives.

"There will be more dangers for you to face in the future, but the brave will definitely gain respect and glory for their own feats." Bellister said from the bottom of her heart to all the people present, "And I will As in the past, fulfill the promise and be with everyone."

From a human point of view, Beriste can't see the weak and not save her. From the knowledge of the demon god, she was born to love people, and it is what she should do to give her people what they want.

Forget it, don't want these.Bellister put aside all the messy thoughts, what was the point of caring so much.

Whether it is a person or a god, in the final analysis, she is herself and can only be herself, so it is good to follow her heart.

When you decided to stay, didn't you already want to grow up with the people?

Balister chuckled lightly and shook her head, "Everyone go ahead, don't worry about me." Of course she understood, that's what she said, but these people would still be unable to let go because of her presence.

So Bayrist used his own power a little bit, and in the next second, golden patterns made of fire elements exploded in the next second, accompanied by a huge sound.

"It's so beautiful!" The children rushed to the front to express the aspirations of everyone present.

As people's eyes were drawn, Balister disappeared from the crowd.

Originally, according to the normal technology tree, fireworks should be made first, and then bombs should be made, but for Bellist, bombs are easier to make than fireworks.

Making fireworks requires Bellist to find all kinds of materials from scratch. It is best not to contain elemental power, because with elemental power, the fireworks will most likely become bombs that look good when they explode.

And Bellister currently doesn't have time to make such recreational gadgets, so she can only use elemental power to imitate the shape and sound of fireworks as a gift to her people.

Perhaps future generations can use this as an inspiration to figure out relatively safe fireworks.

Quietly returning to the mountain where she lived, Bellister stretched her waist as if no one was there, and said to Sorindoya in a pleading tone, "I asked the Emperor Yan to make a lot of weapons. In two days, you and I will go to him. Take it there, okay?"

Sorindoya agreed directly without thinking too much.

What Bellister ordered was a weapon that could improve the strength of the Eye of God user. Originally, she wanted to see if she could make a weapon like a flintlock gun.

After trying it, Bellister came to the conclusion that it was embarrassing her, and it was embarrassing the world.

Especially after Balister told Zhenjun Liuyun Borrowing Feng her idea, although the other party was willing to try to make it, he also told her that it might take a long time.

Bellister couldn't help asking how long meant how long.

Zhenjun Liuyun Borrowing Wind replied that it would probably take hundreds or thousands of years.

After some consideration, Bellister decided to use a cold weapon, which is in line with the times, looks good, and is durable.

After she figured it out, she placed an order with Morax overnight and asked his skilled craftsmen to help build it.

Belister is proficient in creation, and has some experience in smelting minerals and making weapons, but compared with Morax, who has the power of rock, it is really a hobby versus a profession.

After the arrangements were made, Bayrist turned around, lowered her head and shouted to the grass on the ground, "Han Zhuo, what are you doing in the dark? Carrying out the mission entrusted to you by the Demon God of the Sea?"

Seeing the white snake lying on the ground exposed, it directly changed into a human form.

"No." Han Zhuo denied that the task of inquiring about information was a nonsense, and he didn't count it at all.

Now Han Zhuo still didn't have much expression, but the next thing he said was a little bit wronged, he said: "I'm here to ask for Mo La."

It was agreed to post today, and Han Zhuo thinks that the Demon God is such a powerful existence, so he won't pay on credit anymore.