Chapter 60
Yin Bosi looked horrified and immediately said, "Don't come over here. If you come over again, I will report you to my father!"
However, Amon still had a smile on his face and analyzed: "Impos, do you know what is different between you and Eliorg?"
Imbo choked up and said hesitantly, "What's different?"
Amon walked to the chair, looked down at Inbos, and said with a playful tone: "Eriorg has the courage to make decisions immediately, but you are always hesitant."
"you!"
Because Persia was right, his expression became gloomy.
Amon continued, "Your weakness is that you think too much and act too slowly. You always think ahead, so you always delay your actions by a second or two."
Inbosi frowned, wondering if Amon, this guy, actually observed his compatriots so thoroughly.
Amon seemed to have read His mind and replied, "Because my father said that when playing games with others, it is necessary to observe the other person carefully. You are too obsessed with studying. Studying is good, but do you understand the opportunity cost? Sometimes, learning the ways of the world is also necessary."
Every word he said was full of pressure. Although he had a young face, his tone was as mature as an old monster that had lived for thousands of years, and in fact, it was. Without even releasing a trace of magic power, his aura controlled Inbos.
The little white bird instinctively sensed danger and stared at Amon with its big eyes.
Amon didn't pay any attention to Him at this time. He continued to look at Inbos and said, "Eliog is away because of something. I won't ask what it is. Inbos, father is back, right? Take me to see him."
Inbos hadn't said anything yet, but his shaken eyes had already revealed the fact that his father had returned.
He is just the same as before, completely unable to hide anything. Eight thousand years have passed, but he is still so innocent.
Amon narrowed his eyes, revealing an extremely dangerous cold light, and said: "Inbosi, stop struggling, you can't beat me."
To be honest, now that Amon knows all this, there is nothing I can do about it.
But after all, Inbos had promised Eliog, so how could he not fulfill his promise?
But Amon happened to look away at this moment, looking at the little white bird, and said with a bit of resentment in his tone: "Although I had some expectations that after more than 8,000 years, a father who is a creator would not have created a new child, but I didn't expect to meet him so soon."
The little white bird was stunned. The young "" could not understand Amon's words for a moment.
This demon who looks like a teenager should be his brother. Since he is older, he should respect and love him and listen to him. However, the other brothers said that they should be wary of him and not let him see their father.
The little white bird was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do. It could only blink and look at Amon.
For some reason, he instinctively felt that this demon, who appeared to be cold and strong on the surface, was actually very sad and anxious, and was not as calm as he appeared.
Amon didn't know what he was thinking about, and said in a deep voice: "You guys, why do you keep pestering father? Although I was like that at the beginning, I am a devil, and devils are selfish. Is it strange that I took away your umbrella?"
He is as perverse as a child, moody and oppressive.
He is a blatant chaotic evil. Without any restraint or checks, he reveals his evil nature to his younger brothers.
Because Bosi has never been good at facing Amon. When he was just born, he had to hide behind his father's legs and could barely look directly at his older brothers and sisters who were ranked higher in the rankings. Even now, he still feels a little weak.
He couldn't make the decision to break up with Amon, because by then his father would surely know about their deception.
So, no, Eliog, this place still has to be handed over to you!
However, Amon seemed to have said enough, and finally revealed some urgency. He stared at Inbos and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell big brother. Just tell me the truth. Anyway, one more person won't make any difference."
In Bossia was sweating profusely and clenched his fists on the armrests.
What should I do?!
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On the other side, the sun was shining. The light penetrated through the crack in the door, slowly climbed up the desk, hit people's hands, and brought a faint warmth.
The short-haired young man who looked like a knight came straight to the point and stated his purpose.
In response, Xius could only shake his head and replied, "I don't know where Grand Master Matros is."
The short-haired knight's eyes darkened and he asked, "Don't you have any means to contact him?"
"No."
The answer is still the same.
"Do you know where he might be?"
"have no idea."
Hughes still shook his head.
The short-haired knight continued to ask, "Did he say when he would appear again?"
“Neither do I.”
Seeing the other party's persistence, Xiu Si said: "I know you must need his power, but I'm sorry, I can't help you find him, and I don't have any relevant clues. Frankly speaking, I can't find him even if I want to."
The short-haired knight paused, his eyes filled with loss.
"Yeah……"
The little puppet yawned, and its cat eyes moved, glancing at the short-haired knight and the knights behind him.
Their arrival could easily cause a diplomatic conflict, because this is the imperial capital of another country. The armed forces of your Hammurabi Empire appearing openly in the center of the imperial city could be regarded as an expression of hostility and a declaration of war.
Of course, the premise is that the king of the Oedipus Empire is a hardliner.
Now, obviously not. And secondly, they actually got permission.
"Is there really no other way..."
Knight Commander France lowered his eyes, frowned slightly, and had a compassionate look on his face.
He has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and regular features, and looks like a completely good-looking person.
Hughes observed him for a few seconds and thought, "I'll tell him about you if he comes to me."
"Thank you very much."
France's face looked heavy, with dark bags under his eyes, and it was obvious that he hadn't slept in days.
Seeing France like this, Hughes' mind moved slightly.
He is a brave man after all, and it is almost instinctive for him to care about the fate of the world.
Hughes then asked, "Is the situation very troublesome?"
France's eyes changed slightly, as if he was a little surprised that Hughes would ask further questions.
He thought for a moment and confessed, "This is what happened. The Empire's national magic has been passed down for thousands of years and has never had any problems. However, a few years ago, someone sneaked into the magic center and destroyed the underlying structure of the national magic. We repaired it in time and thought there would be no problems. However, only a year later, the national magic collapsed section by section. Our magicians were stretched to their limits and unable to repair it. The only thing we could think of was Matros himself, who constructed this magic."
I see. This can only be repaired by Matros himself. Hughes asked, "Can't we just change the magic?"
France shook his head. "No, it will take too long. We are under the threat of invasion from the Kingdom of God. We cannot and will not dismantle the magic circle that protects the country."
Xiu Si could understand that the construction and dismantling of the national defense magic was a big project. It was okay at ordinary times, but you certainly wouldn't dare to dismantle it easily at this time. He wanted to help, but he really couldn't find Matros.
He was a legendary magician with unclear thoughts and erratic whereabouts, and no one could find him.
As for whether he could help, Zeus felt deeply regretful. It would take a lot of effort for him to understand such a large-scale magic as the National Defense Magic, let alone repair it.
I have the will but not the ability.
Hughes had no choice but to look at France and promise, "I'll let you know if I have any news."
"Thank you very much."
Frans smiled friendly and said, "I forgot to introduce myself. I am the Knight Commander of the Fourth Knights of the Hammurabi Empire, Frans Akaky. Mr. Isius, I am honored to meet you here. I sincerely thank the goddess of luck for your guidance. Could you please leave your contact information?"
"What communication device?"
Hughes looked puzzled.
Then, France took out a golden card with a seven-pointed star magic circle engraved on it.
He said, "If Grand Master Matros comes to see you, I hope you can tell us through it. It can contact me as soon as possible."
Xius took the card and nodded solemnly. Since it was a matter concerning the safety of a country, he could not treat it perfunctorily.
As a person with a little power, we should always do what we can.
France said: "And this."
Hughes looked up and saw that France had taken out another card. It was black with a gold border and had a solemn design with a mighty lion on it.
Frans introduced: "This is the permit for free entry and exit of the Great Empire of Hammurabi. Mr. Isius, you are a rare strong man. If you want to come to our empire, you can enter and exit freely with this permit. No one will stop you. We welcome you very much."
There is no doubt that this is an olive branch thrown by the Hammurabi Empire. For ordinary magicians, this is definitely a good thing that they would love to have.
The Empire of Hammurabi was the world's largest empire, and it was a superpower that countless magicians from small countries tried their best to immigrate to. Although it is currently facing many crises, the people who were certified by them are of great value when they go to other countries.
The little puppet glanced at the two cards and found no tracking magic, which showed that the other party had a brain. If you dare to use tricks to monitor your father in front of Him, haha, I will eat you up!
Xiu Si took the card and said politely, "I hope to see you again in the Great Empire of Hammurabi."
France nodded goodbye.
Then there were bursts of sounds of armor, and a group of people suddenly came and turned around and left.
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
It did give Xius some ideas.
"The invasion of the God of Destruction?"
Xiusi lowered his eyes and muttered to himself.
Looking back to the past when he was still on the mainland, the God of Destruction had not yet gone crazy.
He had read history before and knew that the God of Destruction went crazy a year and a half after he fell into the abyss, which was just after he created his twenty-third cub.
I still remember that there was a lot of noise at that time, even the abyss was shaking everywhere, and beast tides would occur from time to time.
Generally speaking, the Abyss is the domain of the Abyss God. With the power of the Abyss God protecting it, things happening in the outside world have little impact on the Abyss. But in those few months, the Abyss was hit by constant earthquakes of varying sizes, waking up the sleeping trolls and devouring prey everywhere.
His newborn child was affected and was a little nervous.
Zeus remembered that it was a very tough time. He could hear screams and shouts from everywhere while hiding in the caves of the Abyss. It took a long time for the noise to subside. The awakened trolls would not return to sleep for a while. They killed people everywhere, causing unrest in the Abyss.
His system was not broken at that time, and he could store the cubs in the system box, so it was okay. He just gritted his teeth and got through it. Agares could always think of a safe place, and Baal could always protect him. Although there were many dangers, he still survived.
He never thought that the real danger would come after that. A sudden accident separated him and his cubs, and even Agares couldn't make it in time.
All I can say is that man proposes, God disposes.
The God of Destruction in history is indeed the ultimate existence. His madness and demise became the turning point in the history of the Age of Gods entering the twilight. If He had not devoured gods on a large scale, the Age of Gods would not have fallen into twilight all of a sudden.
However, after much thought, Zeus could not think of anything he could do to save the Hammurabi Empire.
He is just a creator-class hero, with a low level and average magical attainments. What can he do?
He always told himself not to care about things that were too far away and beyond his ability. But he was more or less kidnapped by his identity as a hero, and now that the problem had come to him, how could he not help think of a solution?
Speaking of this, Xius missed Roger a little.
Roger said he had something to do, so he left for a while, but several days have passed and there is no news. Roger... is he okay?
He looked worried.
When the little puppet saw it, he immediately became nervous and grabbed his father's hand with his claws.
“Meow!”
Zeus always wore long sleeves, which he would occasionally lift up a little. When He grabbed him, a scar was faintly revealed at the cuff of his sleeve, which looked like a bite mark from an animal.
He lowered his head and met the little doll's green eyes, "What's wrong?"
The little puppet meowed and actually spoke human language again, "Father meow, he's fine meow."
Warcraft can speak only after reaching level 50. Not to mention the accident just now, what about now?
Xius was puzzled for a moment, then naturally asked, "Do you know his situation?"
The little puppet nodded heavily, his eyes sparkling, "Yes meow, he's fine meow, father don't worry about him meow!"
His confident look made Xius feel somewhat relieved.
Xius hummed, "Is that so? I'm glad he's okay."
Little Doll: "Meow!"
It seemed as if the children were hiding something from him.
Zeus felt it to some extent, but he knew that they were not bad people and there must be some reason.
However, he was still a little worried and asked, "Will Roger solve this matter?"
The little puppet shook his head and thought to himself that Roger had not recovered yet. Father, he can speak now. I asked him to choose between young and old, and he chose young.
What did you say? You said you wanted to stay in the same era as me!
Haha, you old thing is still so corny. I tried so hard to save you because you are my father's friend! After you get better, you can't steal my father from me!
I don’t know what the little doll is thinking about, its cheeks are puffed up, it looks so cute.
He said firmly again: "No, he has other things to do!"
Hughes: "Is that so? It's not something dangerous, right?"
The little puppet shook his head vigorously, and the bow on his head trembled.
Xiu Si was amused again, "That's good. He can't work too hard at his age. He's over 8,000 years old, and it's time for him to retire. He can't be the one to deal with every crisis facing mankind."
Xius thought back to that reunion. Roger looked young at that time, but he knew that his heart had grown old and he was no longer the high-spirited young man he used to be.
He tried to speak as naturally as possible and treated his friend as he did before, but he actually felt a little lost inside.
He was still in the past, but his friends had grown old. He felt as if a piece of his complete heart was suddenly empty, a feeling that was hard to describe. He didn't know whether it was sour or bitter. After more than 8,000 years, things and people had changed. It was a good thing that the other party still remembered him.
It is not easy for the human soul to sustain a time scale of more than 8,000 years. For ordinary people, it is probably already worn down to the point of being as still as earth and stone, unmoved by the wind.
When Xiu Si thought of this, he couldn't help feeling melancholy. "My other brave friends, how are they?"
He sighed again.
The little puppet burst into tears and immediately said, "We will find it, meow!"
He has always been like this, always speaking with confidence and a carefree personality. He is born innocent and lively, and as warm as a little cotton-padded jacket.
Xiu Si touched His head and said with a smile, "Got it. Dad will work hard to upgrade and find uncle and aunt. Will you meet them then? You have always heard me talk about them but have never met them. It's a pity. They are all very powerful people."
The little doll tilted its head and rubbed it, "Okay meow!"
In fact, he had not only seen her, but also saved her many times. For example, the brave Wang Chang'er, this guy often asked him for medicine, but he gave him a discount for his father's sake. The stupid brave Wang Chang'er did not recognize his niece. Haha, the braves are all big fools.
After chatting with the little puppet for a while, Xiusi turned his head and noticed the time. He immediately thought that he should not waste time. Thinking about the importance of strength, he started to study hard.
Burn your heart for learning, upgrade your creations, practice magic, become stronger, and make your children proud of their father!
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On the other hand, the Oedipus Empire and the Hammurabi Empire were conducting diplomacy. The details of what they discussed were not disclosed, but there were some speculations from the outside world.
Some people were discussing in the pub.
"I think the Empire of Hammurabi is really panicking this time."
"Is it really that exaggerated? Isn't it the greatest empire of mankind? If it loses to the Kingdom of God, then humanity is doomed."
"How is it impossible? They have always been strong, so why would they go around the world looking for people? This time even the Knights are running around, so it could really be a big crisis. Believe it or not, it's up to you."
Someone interrupted, "You don't know, I heard that a divine pillar appeared on their border. You all know what a divine pillar is. It was anchored and located."
"Why so sudden?"
"Idiot, what's so sudden about this? You're just not well-informed. There were some rumors three years ago. In my opinion, the Kingdom of Destruction will start a war of peace with the Empire of Hammurabi."
"No, you are too optimistic. How can the Kingdom of Destruction abide by the rules of peace? They will definitely attack fiercely!"
There were countless messages at once.
Levin felt a headache about this, but he also clearly understood that this was not something he could handle.
If even Hammurabi's great empire couldn't solve the problem, what could he do?
Today, the diplomatic corps asked him three times who was the powerful man who destroyed the Jupis family, but he didn't know how to answer.
Everyone in the world thought that it was Matros who did it, but only he knew that it was actually Matros' student's cat who did it.
Is it scary? It's scary!
However, Levin could only swallow this matter honestly and not tell anyone.
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At this time, subspace.
Eliog sneaked into the Kingdom of Destruction in disguise, observed the surroundings, and gathered intelligence. His journey was smooth and uneventful. Or perhaps it could be said that anyone who dared to offend Him on the way died, and dead things cannot cause any waves.
Dark clouds covered the city from the sky. The huge buildings gave off a strong sense of oppression. The strong men of various races who came and went released their magic power all the time in order to show off their strength.
Most of those who come here are chaotic forces, especially the chaotic evil that likes to disrupt the world.
In comparison, Eliog, the demon and the god, seemed gentle and elegant.
Suddenly, Eliog stopped, cast his eyes at the blond-haired, black-eyed boy, and asked abruptly, "By the way, what's your name?"
The little black bird on the boy's body was dumbfounded, "I am Hodel! The name my father gave me!"
Eliorg has a very strong memory, but he can only remember what he wants to remember. He really doesn't know the name of the God of the Underworld, and he even said, "You gods have lived for thousands of years, have you never thought of naming yourself?"
Hodel choked up, as if he had a hard time putting it into words. He hesitated and said, "Well... what you said is indeed a problem. Most of us really don't have so-called names."
"Just the God of the Underworld and the God of Light?"
Eliog had looked up some things before, but despite all his research, he actually didn't have much contact with the true God.
Now there is a living god of the underworld in front of me, and he is a talkative little bird, so it is a good opportunity to ask for information.
Hodel said, "There's nothing wrong with calling it that. Isn't the concept god the concept itself? Calling it the concept is calling us."
He took it for granted and had never thought about the question of name before. It is said that some gods seem to think that names will become a weakness, so they will not name themselves.
"Yeah."
Eliorg nodded, not knowing what he was thinking.
He is not in the commonly used human form, but he looks like a handsome young man.
Therefore, wherever He went, He received curious looks. Even the elves were envious. Some races that valued appearance almost popped their eyes out when they saw Him.
Eliog didn't care at all and continued to chat, "It's not quite right to call you Hodel, why not call you Xiao Hei?"
Xiao Hei protested: "Ah, isn't that the suspect in a detective novel!"
Eliorg curled his lips and smiled. At the same time, there were screams all around.
"What a beautiful human!"
"Where is he from? I really want to meet him!"
Xiao Hei glanced around and twitched his lips. He couldn't help but complain, "Can you control your charm? You've made our infiltration investigation known to everyone."
However, Eliorger said openly, "Why? I am my father's creation, my father's handiwork. There is nothing I cannot show."
His words were not narcissistic, but they were not normal either.
Xiao Hei was dumbfounded and could not comment. If he was asked to describe the demon Eliorger, he could only think of three words.
Deep-minded, self-willed, and calm. Of course, this is only to outsiders. To his father, Eliog is a complete childish demon, possessive, very exclusive, very exclusive of other compatriots, especially likes to compete with Beelzebub.
They are also quite strange. They are normal when they are separated, but once two or three of them gather together, especially when they are around their father, their intelligence will drop drastically, and their tone and actions will become very childish.
They quarrel and even roll over, how can they still be like big devils? On the one hand, it is said that intelligence will automatically decrease after becoming a cat, but what is the fundamental reason?
——It’s because once I’m around my father, I become a child.
At this time, Eliog suddenly said: "Come to think of it, you have adapted really quickly. As a God King, you are so close to humans and even recognize them as your relatives."
Xiao Hei paused, scratched his face, and said, "Actually, I don't know. It turned out like this."
Eliog seemed somewhat interested in this question, "Did the bird body affect you?"
Xiao Hei thought: "There is a certain impact, but it is not essentially because of the bird's body."
"Yeah."
Eliog thought about it.
Half a day passed, and they collected intelligence as they walked, and roughly understood the basic situation of the destruction of the Kingdom of God.
The Kingdom of Destruction is currently ruled by a great god named Fedri, who was once a follower of the God of Destruction. Now that the God of Destruction has disappeared, he has devoured some of the God of Destruction's power, claiming to revive the God of Destruction and return the continent to the Age of Gods. In this name, he recruits strong people, and even if they do not submit to the Kingdom of Destruction, they are warmly welcomed. As long as they are enemies of mankind, they are their friends.
The reason they targeted the great empire of Hammurabi was simple.
Part of the body of the God of Destruction is suppressed under the imperial city of Hammurabi's Empire.
Federico claims that finding the body of the god will allow him to revive the God of Destruction, eliminate humans who evolved from apes, and return the continent to the sacred era of the gods.
This concept has attracted countless extraterrestrial beings, especially those that are often in conflict with humans.
They enthusiastically support, wave flags and cheer, and they wish to exterminate humans immediately.
"They are the weakest creatures, but they used all kinds of opportunistic methods to occupy the continent. How despicable! How dare they say the human era!"
"The gods who help humans and the Lords of the Abyss are not good people. They all deserve to be killed!"
"Survival is not eternal, destruction is! The good days of mankind are coming to an end. Haha, just wait and see. I will start with the country ranked first, destroying them one by one, letting them slowly taste the taste of despair. Hahaha."
Demons were dancing everywhere, laughing and cursing.
Eliorg stopped everywhere and asked Xiao Hei: "What do you think?"
"One look fake."
Xiao Hei sneered and said bluntly: "It is probably just using the name of the God of Destruction."
It is normal for gods to devour gods, and it is not uncommon for followers to devour gods. The strong prey on the weak. There have been gods killed by their followers, and even more gods murdered by their own creations.
There is nothing new under the sun. What new plots and calculations can the ambitious people come up with?
There is no innovation in ambition and desire, as has long been explained by wandering poets.
"It's an obvious scam, but it can fool some people. There are fools from generation to generation, it's not uncommon."
Xiao Hei can completely follow Eliog's thinking.
Eliorg said: "They know it's a scam, but they still follow it for their own benefit."
"Yes, the Hammurabi Empire is a big piece of fat meat. Who wouldn't want to eat it?"
"This type of free chaos is opportunistic and has low loyalty."
"There is another group that sees the situation clearly and still wants to join the game. They do it for their own beliefs or ideas, like us."
Eliog narrowed his eyes and fixed his sight on a tall, dark castle in the distance.
Xiao Hei: "But what if Fedri really wants to revive the God of Destruction?"
Eliorg turned his head and asked curiously, "Would you want to revive a madman?"
Xiao Hei was silent for a few seconds about this question. A hint of maturity flashed across the boy's face, and he admitted, "Sometimes I have this thought."
"oh?"
Xiao Hei said bluntly: "Sometimes I have the thought of destroying everything."
Disrupt everything, confuse everything, break the order completely, let everything be destroyed, and return to zero where there is nothing.
Especially in the era when wars between gods were most frequent, there was killing everywhere, and it was either devour or be devoured. In that kind of environment, you could not control the urge to destroy at all.
He once thought that it was the influence of the God of Destruction, so he declared war on the Kingdom of Destruction. However, after fighting several times, he realized that it had nothing to do with the God of Destruction. The God of Destruction was even the most affected by that impulse, and his impulse completely overwhelmed his reason, making him so crazy.
The crazy divinity is like a raging sea, with huge waves beating and no calm.
After listening to this, Eliorger seemed to be thinking about something and remained silent for a while.
Xiao Hei didn't like this heavy topic, so he deliberately said jokingly: "Hey, I heard that you fought with the God of War and even beat Him into the starry sky so that He stopped thinking. How did you do that?"
"Don't mention it."
Eliog frowned, as if this was the topic he least wanted to talk about.
Xiao Hei blinked, and a guess in his mind seemed to be confirmed again.
If what he thought was correct, Eliorg and the others might be...
But at this moment, a shocking explosion was heard from the castle in the distance, and then a giant dragon appeared, smashed the castle with its tail, and swept across the earth like a devastating force.
They stopped here and looked intently, not for any other reason but because that was exactly the place the Goddess of Wisdom later indicated.
Justin the Brave is likely there.
In this case, there is only one action they should take.
"Let's go. Let's go and see if what the goddess said is true or not."
"good!"
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At the same time, the sky over Hammurabi's Empire was covered with dark clouds, with sudden thunder roaring from time to time, scaring people so much that they almost had myocardial infarctions.
Beelzebub walked out of the Church of the Dawn, feeling somewhat impatient because he had gained nothing.
And... a little hungry.
Beelzebub frowned. He had not had an appetite for hundreds of years. The last time he was hungry was the last time he ate dozens of evil dragons that were almost at the maximum level. He was barely full and didn't care about it anymore after that.
I haven't done anything to hurt my body or consume any energy recently, so why am I still hungry?
Beelzebub pressed his solar plexus with his finger, feeling a little annoyed by the curse of the goddess of luck.
At first, He didn't take it seriously and didn't pay much attention to it. However, in the past few days, He felt that this curse had affected Him more than a little.
Maybe He had discovered many things before, but was made to forget them because of this curse.
Beelzebub thought back to the past. He should have been the seventh to be born, but was the last to regain consciousness, so he was born mentally deficient. When he first woke up, he was almost irrational. He only remembered being very hungry, and driven by an impulse, he just wanted to eat, eat like crazy.
He will eat anyone who stands in His way. All living things and even the entire world must be His food.
That state is crazy.
I don’t know how long it lasted, until... He bit that person.
His father, the one who shaped Him.
The man must have been hurt by His bite, but he did not twist Him away. He also stopped other angry compatriots who wanted to beat Him and looked at Him with gentle yet firm eyes, as if he could forgive Him no matter what He did, even eating Him.
His movements became stiff, and for the first time he stopped eating, building up his rationality amidst an emotion that he only understood later.
That emotion is called guilt.
He formed Him, and He wanted to eat Him.
——It’s not just ordinary unfilial behavior.
Thinking of this, Beelzebub's pupils trembled slightly, and he felt deep guilt and self-blame.
"…I didn't find any clues, but I want to see my father."
He was silent for a few seconds, then stepped decisively across the void and arrived at the door of the bookstore in the blink of an eye.
It was already dark, there were almost no pedestrians, and the bookstore was closed.
Beelzebub looked at the door, gathered his magic power, and was about to transform into a cat. However, when he lowered his head slightly, he saw a cat he had never seen before scratching the door!
Who are you? !
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