Chapter 131 The Father Comes
"If this world is destroyed, the Lord God will not just imprison you for a hundred years! How will you find Si Tang in your next life?"
When Fan Yi heard this, his eyes, as dark as the abyss, suddenly flickered for a moment.
But it was only for a moment. When Fan Yi thought about who caused this situation, he became furious and wished he could pull Si Xi out of hell and torture him personally.
Then the waves rolled more violently, and the sky became darker. The water flowed into a river at the foot of the hill, and the wall of water finally fell like a broken dam, washing all the people brought by Si Xi and He Moheng off the cliff.
At first glance, the cliff looked like a waterfall, with only the occasional limbs floating by looking eerie and terrifying.
Seeing the situation getting worse and worse, 8856 wanted to cry but had no tears. However, He Chenzhou did not leave immediately. He hugged Si Tang, his eyes fixed on the out-of-control Fan Yi.
Fan Yi was afraid of hurting Si Tang so he asked him to take his men away, but even so, he was still certain that Fan Yi would not hurt Si Tang.
"Fan Yi, Si Tang doesn't want you to ruin everything." He said to Fan Yi.
Fan Yi just felt that he was an eyesore, especially the way he held Si Tang was even more annoying. He regretted handing the person to him.
"So, I don't want her to see this when she wakes up." Fan Yi said coldly.
As he finished speaking, thunder rumbled in the sky, and the sea level thousands of miles away rose to a terrifying height. Part of it surged up and instantly submerged the village on the coast. Because the people had already evacuated, no casualties were caused.
At the critical moment, an ice-blue light covered the entire sky, preventing further invasion of the coastline.
The Lord God finally came down after 8856 prayed for him.
Fan You had silver hair and gray eyes, and those eyes seemed to reflect the eternal universe. He leaned forward with the staff in his hand, and an icy light enveloped Fan Yi until it formed a crystal ball. The cold sea water poured into it, and Fan Yi's restless mood instantly eased a little.
"Lord God!" 8856 knelt on one knee respectfully and excitedly.
Fan You tapped the ground with the staff in his hand, and the earthquake subsided instantly. The rising tide of the sea thousands of miles away gradually receded.
People's memories were erased on a large scale.
He also destroyed all the information about Fan Yi in that mysterious organization.
After dealing with all this, Fan You looked at Fan Yi in the crystal ball.
He already understood what was going on.
All the turmoil gradually subsided. 8856 was extremely nervous. His collusion with Fan Yi was exposed, and he felt that he was going to be in trouble.
Outside the cliff, He Chenzhou held the sleeping Si Tang in his arms, watching all this, without any shock in his eyes.
He had seen this Lord God in his previous life, when he took Fan Yi away.
Unexpectedly, history repeats itself again. Will Fan Yi be taken away again this time?
At this moment, the horizon suddenly lit up with a dazzling golden light. He Chenzhou squinted his eyes. A vague figure sat in the clouds. It had no specific form, only pure divine power that swept across the entire sky like a tsunami. He felt a sense of déjà vu, but he didn't remember it.
"Father God." Fan You nodded respectfully.
The supreme creator god was enveloped by a dazzling light.
"Fan Yi, you have committed a grave sin of murder and have refused to change despite repeated admonitions. You have formed a partnership with someone and have disregarded the divine rules." The voice of the Father God was vast and distant.
Everyone present felt their hearts sink.
"It's a done deal. Your Poseidon power has now been restricted by me."
"This is the Shanyuan Bottle. In the eternity to come, you must atone your sins, perform good deeds, and cultivate good karma. Only then will the dew in the bottle rise, and your divine power will slowly recover."
A transparent bottle emerged from the golden light and was thrown towards Fan Yi.
Fan Yi stretched out his palm, the white light and the divine seal on his forehead gradually faded, and the small bottle fell into his palm. He was still a little dazed.
So, this time, it seems, I won't be imprisoned?
Only Fan You remained calm, his mind understanding. Father God must have seen, as he did, how important this human was to Fan Yi. And with her by his side, Fan Yi was able to contain all his hostility.
"As for the Heavenly Dao of the world numbered 8856," the Father God paused, and a vein of the power of the Sea God from 8856 was extracted and returned to Fan Yi's body.
"For the sake of the Sea God, even if you haven't done anything meritorious, you've certainly worked hard. I'll punish you by having you supervise Fan Yi's good deeds and accumulate virtue in this world for the next hundred years."
8856 still feels like a dream.
This fish, no, Lord Fan Yi is really his biological son!
"Yes, Father God." 8856 knelt down.
The golden light grew fainter until it disappeared, and the sky became clear, as if nothing had happened.
It seems like everything is over.
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Outside the temple.
The Judgment Platform was suspended at the edge of the divine realm, with a swirling sea of chaotic clouds below. Shana was bound to the central pillar by twelve divine chains.
"Goddess of Fate, Shana, jealousy and hatred have corrupted your divine heart." The Father God's voice echoed coldly throughout the space. "You disobeyed the Lord God's orders out of personal grudges and plotted to destroy the Sea God Fan Yi. Do you acknowledge your sin?"
Shana just sneered and said nothing, her face looking a little vicissitudes and tired. Although the plan failed, she did not regret it.
"If I want to blame someone, I'll blame all of you for being biased!"
"At this point, you still don't repent?" The figure of the Father God was blurred behind the golden light, and the indifferent Fan You stood beside him.
On the other side was the goddess of light, Novi, who was urgently summoned back by the Father God. The divine seal on her forehead was a golden prismatic light core. She had white hair and golden pupils, and her whole body was immersed in the sacred soft light. Only her eyes were indifferent and calm, seemingly affectionate and ruthless.
Shana threw her head back and laughed, a hint of madness in her voice. "Why repent? To rebel against your hypocritical justice. In your hearts, humans and gods, gods and gods themselves, are all clearly divided into classes. Why do you still claim to be noble and sacred?"
"Stubbornly wrong." The Father God raised his hand, and golden chains shot out from the pillars representing the Twelve Gods, instantly wrapping around Shana's body. "Shana, the goddess of fate, has been sentenced to exile in the wilderness for harming her own kind, abusing her power, and harboring jealousy. She will forever lose her godhood."
"The trial will be immediate."
Shana's body struggled within the chains, her golden hair dancing wildly. "You will regret this! Without the mediation of the God of Fate, the balance of the world will eventually collapse!"
The crystal burst into a dazzling light, and the God of Creation chanted an ancient spell. Shana felt a heart-wrenching pain erupt from deep within her body, as if her godhood was being forcibly stripped away.
When the last ray of silver light was extracted, Shana's body instantly withered, her skin lost its luster, and her hair turned from shiny blonde to old and dull white hair.
The divine chains that bound Shana loosened, and she fell onto the judgment seat like a rag doll. The once noble goddess of fate was now just an ordinary minor deity.
The two gods lifted her arms and dragged her towards the Gate of Exile at the edge of the Judgment Seat. A black vortex instantly swallowed her.
After everything was resolved, the golden light carried the incarnation of the God of Creation away.
Fanyou nodded and said goodbye.
"The beasts of the wilderness will tear her to pieces." Only the divine messenger looked at the vanished door and could not help sighing.
Nuo Wei seemed to be lost in thought at this moment, and then she said to Fan You, "Lord God, there's something fishy about Shana."
Fan You's eyes were indifferent, and then his gaze fell on a point in the plane of the Three Thousand Worlds, and the corners of his lips moved slightly.
"Novi, I'll leave this matter to you to investigate."
He said casually,
The Goddess of Light lowered her eyes and bowed, "Yes."
Fan You left with a ray of ice-blue light, and only Nuo Wei was still standing in front of the invisible door of the wilderness, staring at that place with a slightly concentrated look in her eyes.
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A wild land.
The torn and twisted space is a realm of death where space cracks are intertwined, and even divine beasts dare not set foot here easily.
The gray sky was like a torn curtain, with dark purple light seeping from the cracks. The dry and cracked earth was covered with bottomless gullies. Black smoke with a sulfur smell rose from the ground, swallowing up the already dim light.
The shattered void resembled a massive whirlpool. In the center of the whirlpool, a throne constructed of black crystals could be vaguely seen, with a figure reclining on it.
"Heh...desire is indeed the root of all evil..."
The deep, magnetic voice echoed in the dead air, hinting at a faint smile.
It was he who released and expanded the desire and jealousy in Shana's heart. In the game she set up, he unknowingly pushed the entire game forward, with the purpose of causing Shana to be punished by the Father.
That little sea god was just one part of his plan. At the crucial moment, it was he who brought the rain.
The figure on the throne slowly straightened up, a black robe covering his tall and majestic figure. The wide brim of his hat cast a shadow, revealing only his perfectly shaped chin and soft, crimson lips, revealing a bewitching beauty.
He raised his chin slightly, gradually revealing a pair of red pupils, which belonged to the devil's eyes.
He is the dark god Hughes, who the gods thought had long been destroyed.
"Owner."
A dark shadow appeared and knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed against the ground, his body trembling slightly with fear.
"Astarte," Hughes said, not looking at it, his voice filled with careless cruelty, "Go, the proud goddess of fate is in the wilderness, you must treat her well."
"Yes, Master."
The shadow vanished. Hughes arched his back, and from beneath his black robe, a clean, exceedingly slender hand reached out, and an ancient scroll materialized in the void to the side.
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Hughes instantly waved his sleeves and drew a bloody "X" on the word "Shana" with a red pen.
"Next..."
He held the red pen in his hand and slowly moved it down, stopping before the last name.
That is the name of the goddess of light, Novi.
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