Chapter 50
Everyone was stunned, and then they got goose bumps all over their bodies.
The number one human just came here? Right in their Magician Association!
Milad swore, "It's definitely me. Look at this magic circle. It's perfect! Too perfect. How could it not be drawn by me? That person must have just been here!"
Everyone looked at each other, almost in a trance.
What is the first existence in the human race? It is the ultimate existence that is very likely to take that step!
Such a powerful and great person actually came here and drew a magic circle for them!
All the magic apprentices present were terrified, stunned and trembling all over.
They thought to themselves…does this mean that the number one human ranking is still around?
The first ranked human being may be someone close to them!
They were excited, thrilled, and terrified! But at the same time, they were also a little confused.
Why would the number one human help them complete this magic circle?
Milad said seriously, "Maybe he just did it casually. He saw that our painting was so bad, so he just helped us finish it. In fact, it wasn't for us, he just did it casually."
Another instructor said, "Only magicians can enter and leave the Magician Association, and they have to register. Does this mean that the first ranked human is one of the people who came to our association today?"
Everyone paused, unconsciously getting excited.
Milad nodded and said, "It's very likely, but not certain. It's impossible for that kind of person to come to a place like ours on purpose. It's very likely that he often hangs around our association!"
What a shocking statement.
Before, the whole world thought that the first human empire was in the Oedipus Empire. Now the situation is clearer, it is very likely right next to us!
Is he living in seclusion at will, or is he originally a citizen of Oedipus?
This is very important to them!
Milad swallowed his saliva, sweat seeping from his forehead. He paused for a moment before saying, "No one is allowed to get close to this magic circle. It is absolutely impossible to tamper with it. Protect it! I will report this to the top brass of the empire now. This matter is of great significance to us!"
"yes!"
Everyone was in a panic, but they were magicians after all, so they managed to calm down.
Milad went to the palace overnight to report to the king and the prime minister in person.
At this time, King Levin was still worried about not being able to find the number one rank. He was in the royal hall, chatting with the prime minister about related topics.
Levin: "It seems that I really can't find it..."
Prime Minister: "Your Majesty, didn't I say that if that kind of existence doesn't want to be noticed, no one can find it, so just give up."
Levin was gloomy and didn't even pretend in front of the chancellor. He complained: "Isn't this for the empire?"
The Prime Minister shook his head. "It's hard to say whether you've brought about a blessing or a curse. Humans are ranked first based on their strength, not their virtue. According to statistics from the Alliance History and Culture Institute, among the top ranked over the years, 30% are from the Chaos Camp, 30% are from the Neutral Camp, and 40% are from the Order Camp."
Chaos, neutrality, and order are the camps that the major empires divide into for the human strongmen, which is convenient for formulating foreign policies towards specific human strongmen. The actual division will be more specific, with the addition of "good, neutrality, and evil".
The Prime Minister continued, "Among the strongest people in the human race, there are 14 Chaos Evils, accounting for 1% of the population. You are the king. Do you want to gamble the lives of all the people on the probability of good and evil?"
Levin choked and hesitated to speak.
He wanted to ask why he had to assume the worst, but what the prime minister said made so much sense.
As a king, he should choose the former, as opposed to the latter. Although he did not want to give up such a good opportunity.
Secondly, he was really curious about who the other party was and why he was able to suppress the contractor of the demon god Baal and the student of Agares.
Just then, there was an urgent knock on the door.
Levin frowned, looked towards the side door, and raised his voice and said, "Come in."
The intelligence agent brought Milad in in a panic, and then said something that silenced the entire audience.
"The number one human appeared in the Magician's Association!"
Before he finished speaking, the Prime Minister, who was usually calm and composed, had a subtle stiffness in his expression.
Levin stood up solemnly, his eyes widened, "Are you serious? Did you find that person?"
Milad then recounted what happened today.
After he finished speaking, the hall was silent for a full minute.
The prime minister couldn't help but say, "It's actually... right in front of us."
Milad said: "Although there is no evidence and no one witnessed it, I dare say that the man is the magician who often comes in and out of our association."
Levin asked excitedly: "Can you find out?"
Milad shook his head: "Recently, magic exchanges are open, and many foreign magicians come to exchange. Even if we don't count our own people, the flow of external magicians per day is more than 3,000 people."
Levin was shocked, "So many?"
Milad said, "Yes, including our people, there are nearly 4,000 people. But the problem is, there is no guarantee that person will register."
Levin was stunned. "Yes, the number one is so powerful. It's just a magic that hides people's eyes. How could he not be able to do it?"
But at least we have one more clue and the scope has been greatly narrowed!
Levin was excited: "Millard, please pay attention to the magician who keeps a pet."
Milad was surprised: "Why should we pay attention to this?"
Levin said: "Remember the time when we were in the ranking? The camera of the god of ranking was played as a ball by the little animals."
Milad thought about it and said, "It really is."
Levin said seriously, "Think about it carefully. What kind of animal would it be that likes to play with balls and is just the right size?"
The prime minister's eyes turned, as if he was thinking about something.
Milad repeated: "It would be..."
Levin said loudly: "It's a kitten!"
The two of them were shocked, and suddenly realized something. Wait, so the number one human usually keeps cats?
Levin nodded and said seriously, "This is my conclusion after two days of thinking. As a cat owner, my intuition tells me that the one playing with the camera at that time was definitely a kitten!"
Such an assertion.
Milad couldn't question it because it seemed to be true. Cats love to play with balls, isn't that their nature?
No wonder, since the God of Rankings’ camera is a ball, and it happened to run in front of the cat.
It's just for fun.
Milad: “That narrows the scope again.”
But the prime minister was not optimistic. "Have you forgotten? There was a cat-raising craze in our country at the beginning of the year. Many people raised cats, especially magicians. When the trend was at its peak, almost everyone had one."
Milad understood this very well and laughed, "To be honest, I have a cub at home, too."
As a big cat owner, how could Levin not know about this? He thought about it, and an idea popped into his mind, and he said shockingly: "Why not hold a cat skills competition! All the cats in the city will compete with each other!"
Milad paused, dumbfounded.
The prime minister was also shocked and exclaimed: "Your Majesty, your idea is really fantastic."
Levin looked at the Prime Minister and said seriously: "Nović, don't you think this competition is entirely possible to lure that cat out? How could the cat raised by the No. 1 ranking not want to become the No. 1 ranking cat?"
The prime minister stroked his beard and seemed to think it made sense. "It's a good plan."
Levin said happily: "I have had a plan for a long time."
Milad was about to agree, but suddenly froze, thinking, wait, is this the event you've always wanted to organize? The current king is actually a cat lover, this...
Levin smiled and said, "I'll take care of this."
To build a good relationship with the owner, you must first build a good relationship with the other party's pet. Isn't this essential common sense for pet owners?
Although the reverse is also true, haha. At least there is progress!
He said to Milad: "This matter must be kept secret. Only you, me, and Vinokhi know it. No one else can know it."
Milad nodded solemnly: "Yes!"
After Milad left, the chancellor looked at Levin and suddenly said, "Your Majesty, you call yourself 'I' again."
Levin exclaimed, "Ah!", with a look of surprise on his face, "I didn't notice... Never mind, there's no need to make a fuss about the title of a king."
The prime minister smiled and said, "But 'identity' is built up little by little."
Levin had something in mind, and he continued to refute in a rare move, "In this world, if you don't have strength, you don't have status."
The prime minister was a little surprised, "Your Majesty, do you think so?"
Levin nodded and said seriously: "If you can't become a strong person, then become someone who can make friends with the strong."
"Yeah."
"Isn't it the case that the world's number one empire has strong diplomacy and friendly relations with all kinds of powerful people. Even the elves and goblins are their friendly ethnic groups. There are also many contractors of the Abyss Monarch in their country."
Levin thought: "Comparatively speaking, we have too few friendly forces, and there are conflicts among our families..."
He should develop his own strength, but those families would never allow him to do so. If he even showed the slightest sign of that intention, he would be immediately targeted.
So... he needs a backer who can control those families, or even the entire empire.
The prime minister looked at Levin in deep thought, without making any comment. Suddenly he stood up and said calmly, "Your Majesty, it's late. Let's start working hard tomorrow."
Levin looked at him and asked a question that had been weighing on his mind for many years, and said, "Vinochi, you are on my side, right?"
The prime minister smiled in return, his smile was hard to tell whether it was genuine or not, and said, "That's natural."
“…”
After the chancellor left, Levin was alone with his thoughts.
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the next day.
"Samkina and Malbus are out looking for Lelakin?"
When Hughes woke up in the morning, he found that two of his children were missing.
The gray cat nodded, indicating that the two brothers had already set off.
Hughes continued to ask: "Where is Buyer?"
The gray cat was stuck, and Buyer had just rushed to the medicine house. He didn't know what had happened to Logie, and his condition was unstable and his life was in danger.
"Did you go out to play?"
Hughes knew that Boyer was a lively and cheerful child who loved playing everywhere since he was young.
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at the same time.
Buyer was looking at Roger with complicated eyes.
The instability of the situation happened suddenly, and Roger's vital signs suddenly declined.
He came to see in time and found that Roger had sunk deeper into the dream.
The more the soul sinks, the weaker its life becomes, and it may even continue to fall.
This person is too old. Unlike them, the longer a human lives, the more his soul wears out. Roger has existed for more than 8,000 years, making him the longest-lived human known.
Perhaps the hero's body is different from that of an ordinary human, but Roger is still a human soul after all.
It is not easy for human beings to face so many life-and-death situations and countless curses.
Luo Jie was able to survive until now because of his obsession with his father. Now that he has found his father and confirmed that he is fine, his obsession has been reduced by half, and his desire to live has also been reduced by half.
No matter what happens, I will ascend to heaven!
Buyer was anxious and took out two potions, one was the rejuvenation potion, the other was an enhanced version of the resurrection potion, both red and blue. No one knew what would happen if they were used together.
The rejuvenating potion can restore a person's physical body to youthfulness, but it has no effect on the mind.
Buyer can solve most human problems, but he is often helpless when it comes to repairing and restoring the soul.
The soul is the secret of all living things.
The soul is further developed into consciousness, and consciousness is further developed into thoughts, or will.
Conversely, will affects consciousness, and consciousness affects the soul.
When the core will becomes weak, consciousness will become fragmented and the soul will separate.
For Roger, the most important thing is the medicine that strengthens his will to survive.
Buyer made up his mind, his eyes shining, and asked Roger to take two potions at the same time.
The medicine did not have an immediate reaction, but it took effect visibly and was working hard to save Roger's life.
Roger's hair keeps changing from white to brown, and it seems that he has a strong desire to survive, but it is too weak to surface and needs to be "tempted".
Buyer lowered his eyes, and magic power slowly surrounded his body like the flowing water of the Milky Way, releasing a tremendous power like the sea of stars in the universe.
His voice seemed to be infused with the spirit of words, and he said in a deep voice: "You don't want to die like this, do you?"
After the words were spoken, there was silence.
His eyes were calm, like the solemn gods in the sky, and he continued sentence by sentence: "The one who killed you was not the brave Mingjie, but a controlled memory beast. Don't you want to catch the one who really killed you and execute him with your own hands?"
There was murderous intent in Buyer's eyes, and Roger finally reacted by moving one finger slightly.
"Besides, you still want to see them."
Buyer's murderous aura subsided, and his lowered eyes revealed a bit of divine mercy.
He has been making medicine for more than 8,000 years, and has been dedicated to studying the reduction of matter, especially the reduction of the human body, all for his father.
Because my father is a human, very fragile and easily hurt. There are many demons in his family, but most of them like to fight and kill, and rarely study pharmacology and healing magic, so there must always be a demon to do this.
So, He chose pharmacology and healing, which He was not actually good at.
He was now stronger, and could heal any injury his father suffered instantly. But there was one injury that He could not heal.
Buyer's eyes darkened slightly, and he whispered, "You can't make father sad."
The pharmacy gradually became quiet and the medicine gradually lost its effect.
Seeing that Roger was about to die, Buyer thought that he could only take him to his father.
But suddenly, Roger opened his eyes very slowly.
He is alive.
Buyer was stunned.
Roger looked at Him beside him with trembling eyes. He was almost powerless after being resurrected, but he used the only bit of strength he had to speak.
The sound is barely audible, the pronunciation is unclear, and the breath is erratic.
Boyer didn't hear it clearly, but he seemed to catch a word.
But Roger fell silent as he was speaking.
Not dead, just sleeping.
Buyer snorted. No matter what, at least this guy's life was saved.
"Take good care of him. I'm going to find my father!"
The pharmacy finally fell silent.
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The little puppet ran home happily, thinking that if Roger had any conscience, he should say more good things about Him in front of his father in the future!
He jumped onto the table and was about to call his father when his eyes suddenly widened and were attracted by the ball of fur on the table.
Balls, so many hairy balls!
The cat's instinct immediately took over, it touched the ball with its paws and started rolling!
Hughes noticed the movement, turned around, and saw his lovely daughter rolling around with the ball.
He smiled because it was so cute.
Beside him, the gray cat was also bewitched by the ball of fur and kept playing with it without noticing.
As for why there were so many hair balls on his desk, you'd have to ask Levin who passed by early in the morning.
Levin happened to be passing by while looking for someone, and remembered Hughes, who loved cats just like him, so he stopped by to say hello, and the conversation just now took place.
"Mr. Isius, let me tell you something in secret. The Empire is about to hold a cat skills competition. It hasn't been announced yet, but I already have information. I think you have raised a lot of cats, so I'm here to tell you. If you want to participate, you can train in advance. The prizes are very generous!"
"Cat Skills Competition? What's it about?"
"Haha, the details are... ahem, I don't know, maybe some sports or intellectual games."
Levine slipped up and almost said out the game items.
You know, this is something only the organizer knows. If he tells it out, his identity will be exposed.
Xius looked curious, "The empire's cultural and artistic activities are so colorful."
Levin smiled and said, "Yes, the more activities there are, the happier and more comfortable the people's lives will be."
Hughes agreed that although there were people who enjoyed themselves in times of decline, the king of the Oedipus Empire would not be like that.
During these days, Zeus discovered one thing unconsciously. Compared with the relatively united Os Empire, the power in the Oedipus Empire was not concentrated, the king had almost no real power, and the strongest family in the empire was the Jupiter family to which the sword saint Ferrol belonged.
This family has produced 36 sword saints, and is a world-renowned sword saint family. It is said that they have the blessing of the sword god. There is also an even more magical saying that they are descendants of the sword god, and offending them is tantamount to offending the sword god.
The Sword God will execute all enemies of the Jupis family every ten years.
Back then, when Xiu Si was still on the mainland, he had never heard of any swordsman family. His good friend Wang Chang'er was the strongest swordsman in history, so it was inevitable that he would have a higher standard for swordsmen.
But... Zeus remembered the rumor that Sword Saint Ferrol lost an arm at the border.
The combat profession's body is not so easy to recover, and it will lose its original feeling if you are not careful. As a sword master, losing a hand is not an easy thing to overcome, and it is difficult to regain the feeling.
Hughes thought about it, and suddenly said with emotion: "Peace and comfort require strength."
Levin was slightly startled, almost thinking that Hughes had seen something.
In fact, he also exaggerated. The empire was not peaceful. The internal peace was an illusion of game balance, and it was even less peaceful to the outside world. Sword Saint Ferrol had revealed his idea of conquering the continent more than once. He was ambitious and asked for the support of the whole country. Perhaps this distress would make Ferrol quiet for a while, but people like Ferrol were born ambitious. He would not give up his ambition just because of injury, and it might even become more inflated.
Combat-type guys tend to be more extreme than each other. Levin has a deep understanding of this, because all his brothers are combat-type guys, and they fight each other more and more crazily, refusing to give in, and finally they all perish, leaving him alone.
To put it bluntly, Levin got the throne by chance. He has no backing and only came to the throne based on his bloodline. It is considered merciful that people don't kill him. He still wants to work hard to do something, which is simply accelerating his suicide.
But when he thought of this, Levin's eyes darkened. He thought to himself, who would want to be caught in the middle of a power struggle for a lifetime, with the situation swaying and unable to control their own destiny?
He wanted to change this situation, even if it cost him everything.
His eyes gradually revealed realization, and his tone became serious. He couldn't help but say to Xius: "This competition is very important to me. I must complete this task." Seize the control of my own destiny!
Levin didn't know at this time what his impulsive invitation would lead to.
Hughes was a little surprised. He didn't expect Levin to take a cat skills competition so seriously. He even showed a look of...readiness to die.
But even if he didn't understand, what could he say to someone who was so insistent on something? He could only agree with it.
Hughes smiled faintly, "By the way, I haven't met Mr. Levin's children yet. If I have time, I will take the children over to see them. Let's get to know each other."
Before he finished speaking, the two cats on the table widened their eyes at the same time.
Levin smiled when he heard this and nodded, "Okay, see you at the competition if there's a chance, haha."
As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something, took out a large bag from under the table, and took out a bunch of cat toys from it.
The first thing that was taken out was the cat toy.
The little puppet’s eyes widened and he almost cursed humans for being so hateful and how could they come up with such a thing.
Doesn't this guy know how tempting a cat teaser is to a cat? Meow, take it away, take it away!
But before He had taken a few steps, He was tripped by a ball of fur. The damn human king had actually set a trap!
Levin lowered his eyes and noticed the little doll's movements. If he hadn't been glared at sharply, he might have couldn't help but call it adorable.
Mr. Isius’s children are so cute, beautiful and smart. Where can you find such a good cat?
"These are things I have lying around. Mr. Isius, take a look and see if you need them?"
"Thank you very much."
Hughes knew what the children liked by looking at their reactions.
Levin suddenly remembered something and asked curiously, "By the way, Mr. Isius, you said you raised a lot of children, how many are they exactly?"
Hughes thought, "Originally it was twenty-four, and recently three more were added, so it should be twenty-seven in total."
"This is a big family."
Levin was surprised when he heard this. As a king, raising six or seven chickens was considered a lot. He didn't expect that Mr. Isius, who kept his true identity, actually raised twenty-seven chickens. If it were him, he might not even remember their names.
Eh, but wait.
Levin asked curiously: "But I seem to have only seen two, where did the others go?"
Xiu Si was silent for a moment, with longing in his eyes, "I accidentally got separated from them before, and I am trying to find them one by one."
Levin was even more stunned. There were so many cats that he couldn't even keep track of them all. It didn't seem strange that they would get lost.
"It will come back eventually."
Hughes smiled and said, "I think so too."
The two cats on the table were stroking their fur balls while watching them talk, their green eyes sparkling, and no one knew what they were thinking.
Levin would probably never know that at this moment he was being stared at by five god-level beings.
Even the two birds in the system box were staring at him, chirping occasionally, causing Levin to think he was hallucinating.
But he looked left, right and around, but he couldn't find any birds. "That's strange. There are no birds here, so why can I hear birdsong?"
Xius was slightly stunned and a little embarrassed, but didn't say much.
After a while, Levin left in a hurry and the bookstore returned to silence.
The little puppet looked at Levin's back slightly, his inner thoughts were obvious to him, "Damn human, so what if I have so many monsters in my family? You can't remember them, but my father can!"
The little puppet said this, but he himself couldn't remember the names of his compatriots at first, and was often slapped on the head for calling his brothers' names wrong.
At this time, the gray cat was thinking about the "Cat Skills Competition". He was not a cat, so why did he participate in this? His father just said it casually, right?
The gray cat looked at Zeus, and saw that Zeus seemed to be thinking seriously, with his eyes narrowed out of habit.
Hmm? What is Dad thinking?
Xiu Si suddenly said: "I told the memory beasts before that I would help them find their compatriots, but a long time has passed and there are still no clues. It seems that I can't fulfill this promise."
The gray cat paused, and the little rag doll turned back, and they said in unison, "Ah, is this really the case? I almost forgot about it."
Beelzebub is investigating this specific situation, and they had already synchronized the information yesterday. Beelzebub will know what to do.
But the difficulty of this matter lies in the fact that the mastermind behind the scenes is too good at hiding.
When they were not strong enough, the mastermind designed everything. After they became strong, the mastermind was completely hidden.
The biggest obstacle for them to find the mastermind is not the lack of clues, but that this world is too big and it is too troublesome to find him. When playing hide-and-seek, at least they would mark a hiding area, but the mastermind can hide to the end of the universe, and as long as he can stay alive, he can almost hide forever.
Is it troublesome?
That guy has been a little anxious recently, and he made a mistake due to his anxiety, which led to the exposure of the memory beast. So as long as we follow the clues, we might be able to catch the rat in the gutter and end this long and boring game of hide-and-seek.
Inbosi is very confident about this. Not for anything else, just because his father is back!
With their beloved father by their side, they are certainly invincible!
Perhaps His eyes were too passionate.
Xiu Si lowered his head and met His gaze, then slowly said: "The memory beast must also want to reunite with its compatriots as soon as possible. Can we find some way?"
He knew that his children were smart and might know how to solve the problem.
In response, the two cats exchanged glances and nodded to Hughes at the same time.
The little puppet meowed: Don’t worry, Dad, it will be solved soon!
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It was the same day.
Beelzebub held a dagger in his hand and scanned the underground space.
His dagger came from the fake hero Mingjie, and it contained information about the memory beast.
He analyzed the intelligence, followed the clues, and found this place.
The Memory Beast has been abandoned, and the mastermind behind the scenes has cut off all intelligence and escaped.
The gecko cuts off its tail, the cicada escapes from its shell, and everything unfolds as usual.
Being so good at hiding, he might be the deification of the concept of concealment - the god of concealment.
Beelzebub released the memory beast with the face of a hero and threw it back into the dreamland, while thinking over and over again in his mind, muttering silently to himself.
"The Hidden God is impossible. Before we were born, this god had already died and was devoured. Although it still exists as a concept, it is impossible for him to have a divine consciousness anymore."
Beelzebub raised his hand and pressed his temples, as if resisting the goddess of luck's curse of forgetfulness.
It seems that this is not the first time He has thought of this place, but He always returns.
And this time, of course He would continue to think.
"The mastermind behind this may be the god who devoured his divinity."
"However, the war among the gods was too intense, and six ultimate beings fell, including the Elf Ancestor God, one of the most ancient gods."
"Gods eat gods, and the divinity is mixed up and confused. Who knows which god the divinity of the hidden god has gone to?"
In the Age of Gods, the kingdoms of the gods were divided. Each kingdom had its own history, but there was almost no history to speak of, because it was all information cocoons, different from each other, and against each other. The same historical event was recorded and interpreted in two completely different ways. Not to mention the serious Spring and Autumn style of writing, the obvious fabrications and tampering declared that they had no basic significance as historical materials.
Beelzebub had many thoughts in his mind, and he continued to read: "The mastermind behind this is someone who hides behind the gods, always keeping an eye on the gods. He is weak yet powerful, waiting for an opportunity to act. He didn't take his father's murder seriously at first, but when he knew his father was still alive, he tried again, trying to make sure it was foolproof. He thought he had succeeded, and he knew that the hero's creation would disappear with the hero's death, so he stopped caring. But when he woke up in the middle of the night, he suddenly realized that his father was still alive."
"He felt that my father was the only human he had failed to kill. He suspected that my father knew something, especially information about his identity. So he used the identity of the priest Xilin to ask indirectly whether my father remembered. My father's answer was that he didn't know and thought it was purely an accident, but he was still worried."
"He still felt that he had to kill my father, but the development of the matter was beyond His expectations, because Eliog suddenly appeared, followed by Inpos, Moragos, and even Vashak. He panicked and went to ask again, but my father still said it was an accident. He was still panicked and thought that he could not let it go, so he got involved in the matter of the memory beast."
The above story is based on an uncertain premise, that is, during the past eight thousand years, the mastermind behind the scenes did not know that the Lord of the Abyss was the creation of the brave man whom He tried to kill.
Thinking of this, Beelzebub still felt magical, as if he was just one step away from figuring out the key.
Suddenly, his eyes changed as he thought of the subsequent disappearances of the brave warriors.
"Yes."
Beelzebub's lips curled up, his expression grim, "The mastermind behind the killing of my father was because of his identity as a hero."
"His goal is to kill all the heroes and accomplish something he has always dreamed of."
"The Hero's summoning magic is also the Hero's sacrifice magic. The mastermind behind this is one of the gods who facilitated the Hero's summoning!"
Beelzebub got closer and closer to the truth, and unconsciously released his magic power to burn down the entire Church of Dawn.
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At the same time, ten thousand meters above the imperial city of the Oedipus Empire, a giant god from the subspace approached quietly. Its huge eyes were like stars, staring intently at the countless humans walking under the sea of clouds.
It is common for the giant gods of the Warp to covet the human world, but this time, the situation has changed.
The giant god tried to invade the human world. Suddenly, an extremely bright light flashed across the universe, and an alien god numbered 007, the father of the little light body, appeared out of nowhere.
Then, the giant god was caught off guard by the terrifying divine pressure, and just as he was about to struggle, he was destroyed by the alien god with a thought. His huge body folded geometrically like paper until it completely disappeared.
The alien god lowered his eyes and looked down at a bookstore in the imperial city, as if everything he had just done was just to avoid disturbing that person.
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At this time, in the bookstore.
Hughes is building a more detailed model of the small light body.
His eyes were solemn and he was completely focused.
Half an hour later, he successfully built a model that he was very satisfied with.
But it’s not complete yet, we need to continue working on physics and settings.
The little ragdoll waited for a long time and started chatting with the gray cat next door.
"Are you participating in the skills competition?"
"Huh? Why are you participating in a cat competition held by humans?"
The gray cat turned around, thinking that his tenth sister might have completely turned into a cat.
"I understand. You are afraid of losing."
The little puppet glanced at the gray cat with contempt and provocation in his eyes.
The gray cat suddenly became eager to win. It was just a cat skills competition, what was there to be afraid of!
"I won't lose, do you dare to compete?"
The little puppet raised his head confidently: "Oh, of course I dare."
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