Chapter 136

Under the pressure of divine power, all living beings in the divine realm fled back to their own tribes in panic. The protection bestowed by the gods they believed in would make them feel more secure.

The Winged Clan, who were nominally subordinate to the God of Light, also stroked the trembling wing tips, "What happened?"

In such a vast divine realm, who else could make that person angry? Who dared to provoke him? No living being was even qualified to enter the Temple of Light.

The white-haired man sighed, "It must be because of me that I have provoked the wrath of the gods."

Xia Zuo was convinced that the gods had descended to the underworld again and was once again angry about the loss of faith. He must have also learned from the priest that he had already arrived in the realm of gods.

The prey, who had always been obedient, suddenly rebelled, realizing that he had been deceived. It was inevitable that the gods would want to kill him...

The Wing Clan leader hesitated for a moment, but finally made up his mind, "Sir, please use the artifact to hide. We will keep it a secret for you."

Although the other party is a human, he is stronger than them, his talent is the light system that they are close to, and he also has the shadow of the Lord of Light who was once believed by the Winged Clan. In addition, they have been together for so many years, so there is some affection between them. The clan leader does not want to see such a beautiful creature like Sir Xia Zuo disappear.

The young Winged Clan members also bravely stated that if the gods came looking for them, they would say that they had never seen you.

Every day the power of faith from the lower world would fall on the white-haired man. Because of this incident, the Winged Clan had a good impression of him. Oh, this must be a creature with a kind and generous character, full of justice!

Because of the persecution of the gods by the God of Light, and the sealing of the God's Realm by the God of Darkness as a counterattack against the God of Light, the aliens in the God's Realm did not dare to complain out loud, but in their hearts they were all disgusted with a certain strong and hypocritical main god, and they also took their anger out on the beings related to Him.

Therefore, the followers of light, led by the Winged Clan, have been ostracized by the followers of other gods since the Age of War of Gods. However, the great gods, whom the followers have served devoutly for tens of thousands of years, are willful and selfish, and have never noticed their disappointment, nor have they ever cared.

The light aliens maintained their pride despite being ostracized by other alien races, and became increasingly indifferent. They rarely left their homeland... In fact, they already had some depression tendencies.

Until Lord Xia Zuo, the mortal agent of the God of Light, became the new god and entered the divine realm. His bearing and character reminded the aliens of the image of the god in the 'Hymn to Light', so Xia Zuo quickly gained the favor and respect of the light aliens.

What's more, he also brought storybooks from the human race, teaching everyone how to play chess, sing, and draw...

He encouraged everyone to create and develop their own interests, making the lifeless divine realm much more interesting and the cubs more energetic.

More importantly, he took out several relics of gods and gave them to the followers of these gods. For the sake of Lord Xia Zuo, the exclusion of the light aliens was not so obvious.

This new god was powerful, wise, and generous, exactly the type that the Winged Clan admired. Plus, they felt they owed him a favor, so they decided to hide his whereabouts from the Lord of Light.

After the War of Gods, Lord Xia Zuo was not the first new god to break through the world. Those humans all fell at the hands of the God of Light. They did not want to see such beautiful creatures end up like this.

Xia Zuo smiled and spoke at a steady pace, not looking nervous at all. "You don't have to hide too much. If I anger the gods and implicate you, I will feel very guilty."

"If you see Him, please tell Him truthfully that you have seen me, but you just don't know where I am. Please be patient, God. When I am ready, I will naturally appear before Him."

As soon as the words fell, the gentle man turned into wisps of white light and drifted away. The Wing Clan leader, who had lived for thousands of years, could not track his whereabouts at all. He could not help but sigh that the human race really has unlimited potential. No wonder the law favors them...

The air pressure in the divine realm was getting lower and lower, the light was distorted, the warm sunlight became scorching hot, but the souls of living beings were shivering with cold.

They clearly sensed that the terrifying existence in the distant temple was approaching, and the entire divine realm fell silent. Everyone hid in their own homes, and no one wanted to appear in front of the gods and bring bad luck upon themselves.

When the Winged Clan saw the handsome god with blond hair, golden eyes and a faint glow on his body, they finally let go of their worries and felt that it was as they expected.

After the chief paid his respects, he still lowered his head and dared not look at Him, "My God, it is the honor of the Winged Clan to meet you. Your servant is happy to serve you."

Ashburn said impatiently, "I am looking for a human being. Have you seen anyone with a talent for light?"

Because of the man's calm and composed appearance, the clan leader believed that he had a trump card to survive the hands of the God of Light, so he did as he wished and did not hide it. "You must be talking about His Excellency Xia Zuo, the Pope of the Church of Light. He has been in the Divine Realm for many years."

"But you were sleeping the whole time, and he didn't want to disturb you, so he didn't go to the temple to meet you."

The clan leader heard a short sneer, paused, and relayed the man's words to the gods, "It's a pity that Lord Xia Zuo has left, and we don't know where he went, but before he left, he said that he would definitely go to the temple to see you."

"Since you have woken up, I believe he will show up soon after receiving the news."

After saying this, the Winged Clan felt that every second passed like a year as they received no response from the gods.

The light in Ashburne's eyes flickered, and beneath the silence there seemed to be a tsunami approaching.

The arrogant god obviously couldn't stand the fact that things were out of his control one after another. Even powerful gods were easily used and wiped out by him. Why should a mere human...

"Crack——" there was a sound of something breaking.

The Winged Clan trembled at the sound and felt the powerful energy fluctuations.

They thought danger was coming and raised their heads reflexively. They saw the god holding a gorgeous staff, with long flying hair and a cold face. The attack landed at a certain place, and black lines were activated and appeared.

All living beings in the divine realm felt the tremor beneath their feet.

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In the glacier of the netherworld, Samuel looked at the snowman his lover had built with confusion. The snowman had a round head, a plump body, and was so loose that it was about to collapse to the ground. How could this be "Him"?

Use two black gems as eyes, draw two slanted black eyebrows with an ink pen, and then insert His sword behind the snowman. Does this look like Him?

The god who used to be the most venomous pursed his lips, but didn't say it was ugly, "Baby, are you a little short?"

How can I say that I look like Him when I am only half His height? Is He this fat and short in the eyes of His lover?

Samuel felt that soft snow could not bring out the child's beauty, so he chose to carve ice sculptures.

It was the first time for him to make something like this, but the sword was so precise that he carved out a life-sized ice sculpture that looked 80% like the silver-haired young man in just a few strokes.

Al looked at the two works from left to right and said unyieldingly, "I made this of you when you were a child. You are so cute."

Samuel: “…” He was not this fat even when he was a child.

The god nodded seriously, "It's really cute. I'm going to keep it."

His lover is already so perfect, so what does it matter if she has a few flaws in aesthetics? Besides, her stubborn look is much cuter than that of a fat snowman.

The god who was so dazzled by the cuteness turned around and kissed the little friend.

Samuel, who was immersed in the intimate interaction, suddenly paused and looked up at the sky.

Al also noticed the abnormality. A long crack suddenly appeared in the vast sky, which reminded him of the boundary between the abyss and the mortal world.

There was a mixture of dark and light elements near the long crack, and soon the darkness was submerged by a large area of white light.

All races in the mortal world have noticed this unusual trend. Human civilians are now much more rational. Oh~ these must be two powerful wizards fighting. Unfortunately, they are too far away and even a single figure can't be seen. There is nothing interesting to see.

The civilians lowered their heads and continued to do their own things, only the most leisurely children looked at the sky and shouted nonsense.

Compared to the indifference of ordinary people, the stronger people are, the more serious they are. They can distinguish the degree of danger.

"The divine realm has been opened..."

This sigh echoed in many corners of the continent.

Al didn't need Samuel to remind him to see what was happening up there.

He didn't find it strange that the God of Light could break the seal. Since his partner was able to unlock the seal of the abyss, the seal of the divine realm could of course also be unlocked.

What he really couldn't understand was why the God of Light had dragged it out until now... Tsk, it must be to expand the faith again, He was always obsessed with this matter.

Ai'er was a little confused, "Does He want the Celestial Tribe to start a war?"

Birds of a feather flock together. The more violent and direct aliens chose the chaotic abyss, while the kinder aliens settled in the divine realm, collectively known as the Celestial Clan. They were powerful, but not warlike, and did not like bloodshed. Considering this, Al began to doubt his previous guess.

Moreover, in the general cognition of humans, the creatures in the divine realm are all followers of the God of Light. If they are invaded by them, humans will only be angry that the gods do not manage their subordinates well. How can they gain more faith?

Samuel lazily hung on his little partner, glanced at the sky, and said eagerly, "Want to go up? If the Sky Clan shows up, we will kill them."

Al: “…” What about playing whack-a-mole?

The continent is vast, and who knows where the trouble will start if it really happens, so Al chooses to stay where he is and wait for someone to contact him.

Someone contacted him that night, faster than he expected. Al let out a light sigh. He thought that the God of Light must be very angry this time and couldn't wait to find trouble to vent his anger.

"Raymond?" The young man was a little surprised that the Abyss aliens came to find him first. He noticed the chaotic scene behind the demon and asked, "Is there a fight going on over there?"

"Yes, Your Highness. A lot of Celestials suddenly appeared in the Abyss. These crazy people attacked us as soon as they arrived! Oh, I didn't expect the Celestials to have such personalities. It's completely different from what is recorded in ancient books!"

The demon cursed but looked very excited. He obviously thought the battle between the two sides was very interesting. "I contacted you this time to ask you to ask the great Lord of the Abyss whether we should attack the God's Domain immediately? Or does my God have other plans?"

Al: “…” How come you and your boss have the same idea? ? !

As the only one who could hold back these hot-tempered people, Al of course persuaded them, "Don't be impulsive, I'll go talk to the Celestial Clan first." If they can't come to an agreement, they can fight to the death.

When the young man quickly arrived at the seal of the abyss, he saw the demons, the celestials, and the human warriors who stayed there were fighting in a melee, and all three parties had suffered casualties.

After taking a closer look, he confirmed that the human race and the demon race were in the same camp and were fighting back against the aggressive celestial race. Uh... who could have imagined this scene in the past?

The powerful human beings who were struggling to resist were also speechless. Damn it, they would actually help the demons who had been vigilant for many years!

Isn't it said from ancient times that the Celestials are kind and the Demons are cruel? How come the reality is the other way around?! The Demons are making friends with them, but the Celestials are provoking and attacking them as soon as they come!

No one knows how many years those old monsters have lived, and the strong human beings are completely at a disadvantage.

The demons were fighting excitedly, as if they were the ones who took the initiative to cause trouble, while the party that actually provoked the dispute had the same gloomy face as the humans.

Warm white light fell on them, soothing away all the pain and fatigue of the humans and demons. The demons were fully revived and fought more happily. Others gathered around the silver-haired young man, "Your Holiness."

Countless small elemental snakes entangled the two parties fighting fiercely. "Be friendly, guests who have come from afar."

The bound demon: Oh~ Your Highness is so strong now, worthy of being the messenger chosen by their Lord of the Abyss!

The Celestials directed their hateful gazes at the newly appeared human. There was actually a god-level being here, and... "Someone from the Holy See of Light?"

Ai'er nodded in acknowledgment. He keenly noticed that the Celestial Tribe had an overly negative attitude towards him. It seemed that it was because of his identity?

The lightning-controlling Celestial Clan said sarcastically, "You actually stand on the side of the Abyss Alien Clan. Would the gods you believe in approve of this?"

The young man said gently, "I am on the side of the innocent. I cannot allow you to start a war in the mortal world. If you have any deep hatred or old grudges, please settle them in the divine realm or in the abyss."

The undead not far from Ai'er looked at the bound enemies, then raised his head to look at the dense army on the other side of the crack in the God's Domain, and curled his lips, "You are really sick, you have been in the God's Domain for too long and must have been driven crazy. Those guys from the Winged Clan haven't shown up yet, is it your turn to be beaten?"

Counting back hundreds of generations, they have been at odds with the light-type aliens. What do these guys have to do with it?

The Celestials all had frustrated expressions. Al saw several of them opening and closing their mouths, as if they wanted to say something but couldn't.

A member of the Wind Riders, whose divine body was close to transparent, looked at the silver-haired youth with hatred, "Young man, before you stop us, you should first ask the great God of Light for instructions."

Some of the words they said were particularly sarcastic, and Al could tell that it was the God of Light that they hated, and he was just being taken out on.

More and more demons came out from the cracks in the abyss after hearing the news. Looking up, they found that the situation was not right and more and more celestial beings were rushing over. If they were not stopped, a scene of confrontation between the two armies would soon appear here.

The human race cursed in their hearts. If the fighting lasted too long, the battlefield would definitely expand to where humans gathered. It was so annoying...

They quickly contacted strong men from various forces, hoping to block the battle line in time.

Seeing that the Celestial Clan had something to say but was not comfortable saying it out loud, Ai'er disappeared from the spot, and the figure made of white light reappeared in the distant sky.

The handsome young man blocked the way of the Celestial Clan members who were just watching and smiled politely, "Everyone, as a human, I shouldn't care about the grudges between the Divine Realm and the Abyss, but the battlefield you chose endangers innocent lives. Can you talk to me about it?"

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In the Temple of Light, a golden-haired god who seemed like the incarnation of the sun sat on the throne, stroking the staff that had not been used for a long time, with a gloomy and sinister look.

It is ridiculous that Ashburn does not believe that Samuel has changed and become patient, kind and considerate of the overall situation!

That guy re-sealed the abyss and asked the demons to keep a low profile. It must be that he has not yet recovered to his previous strength and does not want the Holy See to discover him, nor does he want himself to discover him.

Ashburn had ignored the seal of the divine realm before, because he was trapped here by the laws, and he was unwilling to allow other lesser creatures to come and go freely.

Second, He did not want to see other believers of gods telling the human race about the events of the Age of Gods' War.

But now He couldn't care less. Since Samuel didn't want the Abyss to be involved in the war, Ashburn would not let Him do as He wished!

The God of Light definitely doesn't want to wait until that guy successfully recovers to his previous strength!

He summoned all the powerful alien races from the divine realm, threatened the young in their tribes, and asked them to provoke a war with the abyss, and the battlefield would expand to where humans gathered.

Ashburn still had some sense in him. He did not send all the alien races from the divine realm. He left behind the light alien race so that humans could retain their good impression of light.

The God thought of Samuel's former arrogance and disdain for Him, and thought of how He actually missed the time when that guy was weak after reincarnation, and he couldn't help but feel regretful -

How I wish I could see how Samuel would struggle to survive in His hands...

His golden eyes suddenly became cold, and Ashbern looked towards the cold and solid top of the temple.

He flashed and appeared above the temple, and sure enough, he saw a familiar figure standing on the dome with a sword in hand.

The man had his black hair tied up, and was wearing a pair of stand-up collared shirt and trousers that seemed extremely shabby to Ashborn. His deep brows and eyes were lazy, and he looked at the temple owner casually, as if he was not here to cause trouble, but just passed by some ordinary place and met an ordinary passerby.

The Lord of Light was angered by his old friend's casualness. He sneered and glanced at the sword in his hand, "You still like to play with these crude things."

"It's been so long, why haven't you made any progress?"

Samuel's tone was much more easygoing, almost like he was yawning.

It has to be said that ever since he started dating, he has been in such a good mood that he likes many things. If it weren't for Ashburn showing off his presence and annoying his little partner, Samuel would have simply not bothered to pay attention to this guy.

"Ha... You are a human now." The blond god narrowed his eyes, "Then let's see how much you have grown as a newborn."

After all, Samuel had broken through to the realm of the God of Sword and the God of Magic, and he also had a divine nature. He had much more combat experience than Yasheborn. Although he did not have the indestructible physique he had before, he was not at a disadvantage at all.

When Al sensed his lover's direction and came over, the building in front of him had been violently destroyed.

He hid his body and quickly walked through the huge temple, confirming that there were no alien cubs here, not even a servant of God. It seemed that the master of the temple believed that lower creatures were not qualified to stay in his territory.

I hope the fighting doesn't affect innocent people.

"Tsk, why are you hiding? You have worked so hard to preserve your innate divine body, will it be destroyed by my sword?"

Every time Ashburn heard the other person speak, his disgust and irritation would increase, but the sword was a gift from God the Father to Samuel, and he did not want to gamble on the power of the sword.

How could it be so fast… He was clearly reincarnated as the weakest human, so how could he grow up so quickly and smoothly!

The Vatican is a bunch of rubbish!

The furious god did not notice a tiny arrow of light mixed in with the light elements and magic in the sky, flying towards him, piercing his heart and causing golden blood to flow out.

Who else could be better at healing than the Lord of Light? Ashborn didn't even have to do anything, and the divine body repaired the small penetrating wound on its own.

He looked at a certain white space, and appeared there in a flash. His staff pierced the air with lightning speed, but missed.

The person hiding there dodged in time, appeared next to the staff and grabbed it, and stabbed out with a sword with the other hand.

Ashborn didn't like close combat, and Al didn't like being too close to danger, so both of them quickly moved away from each other.

The God of Light saw him and Samuel approaching each other at the same time. He narrowed his eyes and said, "My Pope, are you controlled by the evil dark magic?"

Samuel smiled maliciously and touched the silver-haired young man's heart. "Yes, he has been bewitched by me. His body and mind, including his soul, all belong to me~"

Al, who had a serious face, couldn't help but twitch his lips.

The human soul has been dyed pure white by the strong power of faith. Ashburn could not see what kind of unequal contract Samuel had secretly made with him, and He did not care. All Ashburn wanted was for this person to come before Him with faith.

What a child he is loved by all living beings... The power of faith in him is even greater than that of many gods.

He is also a very talented child, who can actually snatch the control of the elements from "Him"... Ashborn frowned slowly under the siege of the two.

"Wow~ How did you destroy the temple like this? Let me take a look and learn something new."

A rough voice was getting closer and closer, and the temple master's forehead jumped when he heard it. He looked in the direction of the voice and saw a strange human coming with a sword, as well as a few human mages, and... disgusting aliens from the abyss.

Those who come here are all powerful people who already have the strength of a sub-god, or have long since broken through to become a god, but have always lived a low-key life.

Among them, the abyss aliens are the most numerous. After all, they are all gifted and long-lived. No matter what, they can still gather some sub-gods.

It's just that they were too bored and fell into a deep sleep, otherwise it would not be the turn of Hank, Anita and other gods of law to take charge.

The extra creatures posed no threat to Ashburn, otherwise he would have been attacked long ago, but the fact that they were in the same camp with Samuel while he had to fight alone made him very angry!

Why is it always like this?!

Obviously, he was the light, the symbol of warmth and beauty, while Samuel was the cold, violent darkness, but Father God was more partial to Samuel and even praised Him for having a clean and transparent soul.

Although Samuel was so arrogant that he never bothered to have anything to do with lower creatures, he still had a large number of powerful and loyal followers.

Even though he is more friendly, other powerful gods still prefer to communicate with Samuel.

It was clear that the ancient gods were a threat to the development of the world, but the law agreed to let Samuel reincarnate with his godhood...

Too many attacks and noises disturbed the God of Light's thoughts. Most of His attention was focused on the existence He hated the most. It is said that every failure makes one wiser, but Ashburn obviously had not heard this saying, so...

The god's golden eyes suddenly narrowed, and he covered his heart, which was aching violently for unknown reasons.

It hurts so much...

The Lord of Light, who does not need to suffer any hardship, is born with the power to destroy the world and rarely encounters strong enemies, has never felt such pain!

Healing magic was useless. He could feel his body being repaired and broken repeatedly. The unprecedented pain finally made him panic and cleared his mind from his myriad thoughts. His eyes were fiercely fixed on the silver-haired young man who had just hurt his heart.

Al raised his eyebrows. He just tried it, but he didn't expect that this trick would actually work and cause such great damage.

He looked at the Elf King who had just arrived, and said silently in his heart, "Happy cooperation."

Samuel returned to his little friend and asked, "What good things have you done secretly?"

The young man glared at him and said, "Why don't you take the opportunity to hit him? What are you talking about?"

Oh~ baby is so serious. A certain henpecked husband sighed helplessly and went to take advantage of the situation to chase after the God of Light and beat him.

In fact, El only mixed a little spores into the light arrow - dark magic plants taken from the abyss, corrosive and highly poisonous mushrooms.

Then, when our good friend the Elf King arrives, we just need to let him continue to produce spores for reproduction.

It's not an invisible curse. Mushrooms are entities. Even if they are purified and dissolved, there will still be residues attached to the heart of the god.

Seeing the god who was handsome and dazzling just now, now with a distorted expression as if he wanted to take out his heart, Al imagined what his chest looked like and couldn't help but let out a "hiss", frightened by the picture he imagined in his mind.

When your mind and eyes are focused on only one enemy, it is easy to ignore the hidden dangers. This is true for the God of Light and the other party that is hostile to Him.

Everyone could vaguely hear the sound of waves and the extremely beautiful singing, which made people's tense minds and bodies relax and even made them feel a little sleepy...

Someone suddenly muttered, "Hey~ my conch?"

As one of the few people who were not affected, the strange man with long sea-blue hair suddenly condensed a water arrow and attacked somewhere.

In the ruined flower wall, a divine flower suddenly flashed white light and turned into a human form.

The former goddess of nature, now the Elf King, who had recovered some of her memories, frowned in dissatisfaction, "Why is my wooden bracelet in your hands?"

It was an auxiliary device that could turn living creatures into plants, eliminate all aura, and hide itself perfectly. Although it was not his favorite collection, he did not want his things to fall into the hands of the wrong people.

As soon as Xia Zuo appeared, he immediately attracted all of Samuel's attention - this damn human, he finally showed up!

The white-haired man sighed. He didn't expect that the owner of the artifact was also here. He couldn't tell how many reincarnations of gods were here, but the effect of the artifact would definitely be greatly reduced.

Al stopped his lover who was trying to avenge him. He tilted his head and asked curiously, "Your Majesty, are you on the side of the God of Light? Even though you know very well that He only wants to kill you and me and plunder the faith in our bodies, it has not changed your mind?"

Xia Zuo looked at his embarrassed god, with tenderness and helplessness in his eyes, "Yes, I have always wanted to stand beside the light."

Just when Ashburn thought his pope was still pious, he saw the man looking at him again, walking towards him, and asking, "My God, are you willing to give up your divine body and divine nature, reincarnate and start a new life?"

His gentle tone was filled with hope, "Don't be afraid, Xia Zuo will definitely protect you, raise you carefully, and transform you into a perfect new god."

Ashburn: “?”

Al: “……?”

Other people and aliens: “???”

Where did this lunatic come from!

Some strong people who only focus on improving their strength and disdain love completely don't understand what this situation is.

Xia Zuo looked at the god's frowning brows and persuaded him, "You have lost yourself and become imperfect. Please believe in my devotion to you. I will definitely make you return to the beautiful state you were when you were born..."

When he was young, he was just a dirty and stupid vagrant. A kind-hearted priest helped him test his talent for free. From then on, his life was turned upside down. Serving the powerful and benevolent Lord of Light was the whole meaning of his life.

When he was chosen by God as the Son of God, he was so excited that he wanted to immediately give his soul and everything to God!

Oh, my God said that he hopes he can go to the divine realm as soon as possible. It turns out that He is also looking forward to me!

Later, Xia Zuo accidentally noticed a relic of a god that could take photos in the treasury, and then saw the Lord of Light more vividly and realistically. Oh my God... How dazzling He was...

The young man's heart throbbed, and for a long time he thought of the god's face and voice every day.

As he became stronger, he traveled to more places and came into contact with more secrets. The clever Xia Zuo gradually realized what kind of character the god he revered really was...

But that god had long become the whole meaning of Xia Zuo's life. If he stopped chasing after him, Xia Zuo would feel like he had lost his soul. But he was also worried that the more he came into contact with the god, the more disappointed he would be...

That's right! Then he should become stronger, stronger than the god he believes in, and then turn the god into what he imagines, into what the church has always preached to believers, holy, kind, wise, and high above... Then he will serve the god forever, and he will have the happy future he has always expected!

After Xia Zuo's thinking became twisted, he also became much more indifferent. He didn't like some candidates pretending to be gods, which was an insult to his gods, so Xia Zuo killed them, such as Daniel.

He once wanted to plunder the power of faith in other people, and would even kill candidates to try.

After such troubles happened in the Holy See, he could still find a reason to summon his gods to talk for a while, but unfortunately the gods were too indifferent and could never say a few words.

Today, the usually powerful god was rarely at a disadvantage. Xia Zuo hoped very much that He would agree to his request, and then the two of them could escape together.

He really, really wanted to be with the legendary Lord of Light, and he would try his best to raise the reincarnated god to look like him...

Looking at the inexplicably fanatical white-haired man, Al and Dean Klevich, who had the most contact with Xia Zuo, were completely stunned - fuck! I didn't realize you were such a pope!

This is really a bold idea.

Looking at Ashburn again, as he listened to the "devout" believers describing his imaginary Lord of Light, his face became even darker than when he was at a disadvantage just now!

How could Ashburn tolerate a lowly ant having such thoughts about Him? He immediately ignored Samuel, his lifelong enemy, and attacked the man who looked at Him tenderly.

For a moment, Al felt that outsiders like them should not disturb the movie of these two people. Ah... If the God of Light was dead, he didn't know whether he was angry to death or because he was seriously injured.

Samuel thought of nothing else except killing this human to avenge his little friend. He could even be considered to have cooperated with the God of Light.

The others hesitated for a moment. Since there were two enemies, they should work together to kill one first and then deal with the remaining one slowly.

Two fists are no match for four hands, not to mention that the two people who wanted to kill Xia Zuo the most were two powerful gods. Even with the help of hundreds of divine artifacts, he was eventually defeated.

Being rejected and hated by the god he had been pursuing all his life, and also being ridiculed, the man lost his former gentleness and his expression gradually became distorted.

When he was split into two by Samuel's sword, his white hair was messy, his eyes were fixed on the embarrassed blond god, and a bloody smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "I...wait for you, my god..."

With a sneer, Ashiburn destroyed Xia Zuo's body with a wave of his hand. When he was about to take away Xia Zuo's power of faith, he suddenly felt a pulling sensation from the white piece, preventing him from absorbing the faith smoothly. At the same time, the successive attacks hindered his acquisition.

Al took advantage of the opportunity and took away the ownerless power of faith. Although he didn't care much about this kind of thing now, he didn't want to give it to the enemy if it wanted it.

Ashburn was pressed step by step by his powerful enemy.

He was already no match for Samuel, not to mention that the reincarnation of the water god was controlling his blood. Even those lowly humans and demons were taking advantage of every opportunity to disrupt his attacks.

The burden on his heart was growing heavier, and something was about to break out of his chest...

Below the divine realm, creatures in some areas looked at the colorful vision in the sky with curiosity, and kept praising it for being beautiful.

After the strange vision disappeared, they rubbed their sore necks, discussed with others what had just happened, and continued to do their own things, spending an ordinary yet somewhat exciting day.

As soon as the ancient god died, the laws quickly absorbed the power of the god's body and godhood, and in the end not even a hair of Ashbern was left.

After finishing a battle, the human leaders stretched their bodies and said, "Ah~ Now the mortal world can be quiet."

I thought it was going to be a life-or-death battle, but a dark god appeared out of nowhere and was more powerful than the enemy, and the light god was always healing them, so everyone survived. This is really a good thing.

After fighting side by side for a while, the leaders of various tribes began to communicate with each other, introduce themselves, make friends, and complain about the troubles that the God of Light had caused them.

After the fight, Samuel went to his little partner, put his arms around his shoulders and hung on him, and relaxed comfortably, mumbling in a half-coquettish tone, "I'm so tired."

The silver-haired young man habitually tilted his head and kissed his partner's face, comforting Him, "You've worked hard. Let's go back to your temple and rest for a while."

As for the alien races in the Divine Realm who are still waiting for the results, I believe the dean and the others will be able to communicate well.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet. Al turned around and saw that they were being stared at by dozens of pairs of eyes.

Samuel glanced at them lazily, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever hugged your lover?"

He paused, then said with a hint of pride in his eyes, "Ah... Sorry, I forgot that none of you have lovers."

Looking at his companions' shocked or horrified expressions, Al pursed his lips and said, "Well, are you surprised or not?"

The Pope of Light, and the Lord of Darkness? Thinking back to the feelings of the previous Pope that they had just learned about, everyone just felt - ah, I understand, we are not strong enough because we have not experienced exciting love hahahahahaha!

Samuel didn't care about these petrified guys. He hugged his little friend and went home to have a good sleep. Ah, today is also a sweet day, just like countless days in the future~