Chapter 76
Beelzebub released terrifying power in an instant. The surging energy was like a tsunami, which shook Federico away in an instant.
Federico flew above the clouds, his wings spread wide, and his magic power spread wildly in the air like a pure black ocean.
He roared madly at the earth, his dragon eyes widened like torches, and red flames surged in them like raging waves.
However, His defeat was inevitable.
The sky trembled wildly, the earth cracked instantly, and the power of rules turned into substance and appeared in the void. Countless bright lights intertwined and reflected each other, and then gathered into huge pillars of light, like snakes and dragons, rushing straight into the sky.
The conceptual power of 【Destruction】 cheers for destruction.
——All living things should be destroyed, and the cleanest way to destroy them is gluttony.
——The food chain is a chain of destruction. Devour Him! Destroy Him!
The power of the God of Destruction dominates the entire star field.
The divine fire that was originally in Federico's hand disappeared in an instant and reappeared in Beelzebub's hand.
Beelzebub suddenly transformed from the form of a giant beast into a human form, with an upright and majestic posture, and long wavy hair fluttering in the wind, and every strand seemed to contain power.
His brows and eyes were stern, revealing an unquestionable majesty and arrogance.
The battle between higher-level beings is first and foremost a contest of personalities.
Federico had a chance just now, but at this moment Beelzebub has regained his original power, which means he has definitely been upgraded.
He has become the ultimate being!
All are ants under the ultimate. Beelzebub only raised his eyes slightly, and Fedri, who was so majestic just now, was pressed to the ground in an instant, creating a 10,000-meter deep pit.
The dark means He relied on were weak and powerless before the ultimate power.
Beelzebub only had a thought, and the cursed black fog covering an area of thousands or tens of thousands of meters disappeared in an instant.
Federico roared angrily, still struggling desperately, his dragon claws tightly gripping the ground, trying to stand up again.
However, Beelzebub's status was too absolute, like an insurmountable mountain, pressing Federico deeper and deeper.
The pressure on him was like the weight of a star, making him almost unable to breathe, and he was unable to break free. Under this terrifying pressure, his bones began to break apart bit by bit, making a heart-pounding sound. In just a few seconds, his body became a bloody mess, exploding into a rolling blood mist. The scene was extremely tragic.
Beelzebub lowered his eyes and clenched his hands, as if he had controlled the power of heaven and earth. Fedri instantly felt a suffocating pressure, and his entire dragon body seemed to be placed in an invisible compressed space and was forcibly squeezed. Under this irresistible force, Fedri's body instantly collapsed, and blood mist filled the air, dyeing the entire blue sky blood red.
A few minutes later, Federico was already dying, and had completely lost the power to resist. His body shrank rapidly, leaving only a pitiful one-meter long. The dragon wings behind him also became bloody and broken, and it was almost impossible to tell what it once looked like. He lay on the ground, gasping weakly, and could die at any time.
The victory or defeat was beyond doubt. Federico lost, completely lost. Even though he used ominous power to strengthen his personality, he still could not defeat the true ultimate existence.
The curse rolled over His dragon body like boiling water foam, looking hideous and terrifying.
Beelzebub looked coldly, "What happened to your power just now?"
Fedri was exhausted, and had no strength to speak. He clenched his dragon teeth, but what came out of his throat was only a faint whimpering sound, full of helplessness and despair.
Beelzebub showed an impatient look, "I asked you to speak."
As soon as he finished speaking, power exploded, and the gravity on Federico's body intensified, like countless giant beasts trampling on him madly, almost crushing him into meat paste.
Federico was in so much pain that he said with all his strength, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"
The gravity then weakened slightly, leaving him with a little strength to speak.
Fedri said weakly, "Yes, it was a white-robed magician. I don't know what he is. He suddenly appeared and gave me power."
Beelzebub said "Oh". The mastermind behind the scenes had been hiding for so long, but this time he finally showed up. It was also a popular tactic in my father's hometown to kill the devil with a borrowed knife.
Federico's dragon eyes trembled, and he said in panic: "I know nothing. Please let me go. I will not covet your power anymore. I will help you find Him. You and I lived in the same era. No God knows your glory and greatness better than me. You should remember me. I once went to your kingdom of God-"
Beelzebub smiled, stretched out his hand into the air, and hooked his fingers.
Fedri's whole body trembled violently, and then white smoke came out of his eyes.
The white smoke condensed into energy and floated into Beelzebub's hand. The white smoke was nothing but Federico's life memory.
Beelzebub said coldly, "I don't even know you after all this talk."
With just one sentence, Federico seemed to have been sentenced to death.
It is indeed a death penalty.
A few minutes later, the planet was engulfed in darkness, as if being swallowed by a giant beast.
The power of destruction first spread and then contracted until it was all in Beelzebub's hands.
Beelzebub stood majestically, his green eyes sparkling with bright light, his expression cold and arrogant, as if the life and death of all things depended on his thoughts.
He had just taken back his power, and his status was not stable enough yet, but it was only a matter of time before he recovered to his peak.
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On the other side, the Imperial City of Oedipus.
The shorthair cat looked at Hughes stupidly.
He also heard what Zeus said. But why did his father ask Beelzebub to stand up?
Father... is he talking to Beelzebub? The short-legged cat glanced at the next room.
"Beelzebub" was sleeping in the cat bed in the next room. Didn't my father say that while looking at the next room? Could it be that he found something wrong? Was he actually talking about the real Beelzebub?
The shorthair cat was confused and looked at Hughes tremblingly.
And the answer is——
Zeus intuitively felt that Beelzebub was in danger, but he didn't know the specific situation, so he said that sentence subconsciously.
——"Beelzebub, stand up."
After saying it, he was shocked himself. Why was it such a vivid action instruction like "stand up"?
If Beelzebub encountered danger while leveling in a dream, he should have said "wake up" instead of "stand up", right?
Why? Hughes thought about it.
It was like a sudden feeling. It made no sense, but it made sense.
Xiu Si suddenly remembered something, turned to look at the little dwarf cat, and asked: "Do you know what's going on with your brother Beelzebub?"
The little dwarf cat was stunned and a little at a loss. He didn't know how to answer, so he stammered, "It should be fine, meow."
His words did not reveal too much. After all, in his father's understanding, his brothers slept in the cat bed in order to upgrade their dreams. Dreams are places where you can easily encounter danger, right?
And Hughes caught the key words and whispered: "Should?"
The short-legged cat changed his tone and said, "Beelzebub is very powerful, meow. It's okay, meow."
Zeus knew very well that there was a close connection between their compatriots, and within a certain distance range, they could even sense each other's status.
He asked, "Really?"
"Meow~"
The shorthair cat nodded.
Xius thought about it and nodded, "I feel fine now."
Maybe it was because it had been so long that he had forgotten a little bit. When he was in the abyss, he often cheered for the children.
Of course, he couldn't really do anything, he just encouraged the kids from behind. It was just like when he was in the Brave Squad, the only difference was the way he treated his kids as a father.
He would occasionally sense that the children were in danger and remind them to be safe. Was this intuition considered a "bloodline" of heart-to-heart connection?
Hmm... Is it okay to use the concept of "bloodline" between the Creator and his creations? Of course, he and them are not related at the genetic level. He couldn't explain the specific relationship, but there must be a connection, like some spiritual connection.
He felt that the reason why he had made rapid progress recently was actually because he shared the power of children.
For example, his family is due to Persian cub's [Learning] power. Otherwise, how could he level up so fast after his resurrection? From level 20 to level 40, this was basically unimaginable before.
It can't be because he unlocked some "genetic lock"? Haha, that's too fantasy.
Moreover, since his return from Seleos, his understanding of deconstruction and reconstruction has been significantly improved. He has made unprecedented progress both in theory and in practice.
How can you say it's just a coincidence?
Hughes habitually tried to justify himself, and perhaps, he was right. Of course, he had doubts, but the most important thing was that his child was fine.
When children grow up, the father's care may become a burden. At this time, "moderation" is very important.
When Xiu Si was bored, he read a lot of inspirational stories, and he always spoke in that style.
He reminded the short-legged cat: "You have to be more careful. Upgrading is important, but safety is more important, understand?"
"Yes meow."
The short-legged cat nodded.
"Remember to tell daddy if you encounter any difficulties, okay?"
"Meow~"
Xius felt relieved and patted the cat's head. "You can roughly sense each other's status. If anything happens to one of you, you must tell daddy in time, understand?"
The shorthair kitten nodded obediently.
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After making sure his father's attention had been diverted, the little cat didn't understand much, but he knew how to tell his third brother about it.
Vashak had just dozed off in the cat bed. He was dumbfounded when he heard what had happened. At the same time, he also felt that Beelzebub was done.
The words his father suddenly said inspired Beelzebub. Beelzebub's small universe exploded, and he successfully suppressed and killed the enemy. That's probably what happened.
He regained the power of destruction, his status rose, and he was reborn. But the point is not that Beelzebub returned to the throne of the God of Destruction.
It was his father. Although his father had sensed their crisis before, was it too timely this time?
Intuition is also a kind of power. Has my father's intuition become stronger as his level increases?
Vashak found it incredible, and his father was incredible. He thought that only Agares knew the truth about his father. However, Agares became a sleeping beauty. Could Agares be waiting for his father to wake him up?
Vashak paused, feeling very puzzled. But there was nothing he could do, Agares was hard to find anyway, so he could only wait for his father's clone when he was asleep.
However, after Beelzebub becomes the God of Destruction and regains his previous memories, will he still be his father's child?
Vashak was skeptical.
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Half an hour later, Beelzebub returned home overjoyed, transformed into a silver-haired tiger, and proudly sneaked into the bookstore to find his father!
There were two cats standing at the door, one big and one small.
The white cat stared at Him with suspicion, his hands tightly crossed in front of his chest, his chin slightly raised, his eyes revealing scrutiny and vigilance.
The short-legged cat didn't dare to face Beelzebub, but the white cat forced him to stand up straight.
The silver cat tilted its head, showing a puzzled look, and said to the white cat: "Why are you stopping me?"
The white cat stared at the silver cat, "Confirm the purity."
Silver Cat was puzzled. "What purity?"
White Cat: "As my father's child, are you pure enough?"
Silver Cat: “…”
The air froze. Under the confrontation between the two big cats, the small short-legged cat was in a dilemma and sweated profusely.
The silver cat suddenly asked: "Are you also from the Eliorg faction?"
The white cat frowned: "What Elliot faction? We are testing your purity."
Silver Cat's mouth twitched slightly, understanding and not understanding at the same time, and he confessed: "I don't have any previous memories, I haven't changed."
Halfway through his speech, He recalled Eliorger's crazy words at that time and couldn't help but emphasize: "I, I am the child of a father with 100% purity!"
The air froze again. The little dwarf cat had never expected that Beelzebub had such a high level of awareness. He was deeply shocked, and his eyes showed admiration and envy. God knows Beelzebub's face was red at this time, as if he was a little ashamed.
The white cat stared at the silver cat, its eyes seemed to be able to emit lasers, scanning Beelzebub up and down.
Beelzebub was a little anxious, "Is it ready? Let me see my father."
Having said that, He was ready to rush in.
At this time, the white cat finally nodded, "Okay, I allow you."
As He spoke, He turned around.
The dwarf kitten followed suit immediately.
So the picture looks like two cats opening the door.
There is a magical fairy tale feeling.
Beelzebub snorted, walked proudly into the room on cat paws, and rushed up to his father as soon as he saw him.
Xiu Siben was taking a short rest, and when he came to his senses, he saw the silver cat flying towards him.
The old father was very surprised.
Zeus hugged the silver cat skillfully, "Beelzebub, are you okay?"
The silver cat nodded his head: "It's okay, meow~"
If Federico were to come back to life and see this scene, he would probably be so shocked that he would die again.
Who would have thought that the God of Destruction, who terrorizes the heavens and devours everything, would suddenly transform into a well-behaved and cute cat from another family.
The gap between these two identities is so huge that it’s simply unbelievable!
If the gods who fought fiercely with the God of Destruction back then witnessed this scene, it would undoubtedly be full of horror and shock.
Although it's not the same consciousness, but this is too...
However, the silver cat's rapidly meowing brain didn't think there was anything wrong. He was very excited. No matter what kind of big demon it was, it would be a baby demon when it returned to its father! He wanted to show off his experience of beating monsters to his father!
When Zeus heard Him say that he had defeated a dragon, he smiled faintly and said, "You can even defeat a dragon. You have really grown up."
In his vision, Beelzebub's head now had a level 39 value hanging over it.
Compared to the value Beelzebub had previously reported, it was indeed a lot higher.
But Hughes didn't seem to care much about it.
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At the same time, the human side.
Normandy met Federico's clone at the location he rushed to.
This clone was stronger than the previous one and consumed a lot of his energy. However, halfway through the fight, the clone disintegrated, indicating that the original body was already dead.
Normantier probably thought that Beelzebub had found the right spot and successfully killed Federico.
If Federico had escaped before this, he might still have a chance of survival, but he thought he could defeat Beelzebub.
Normandy was silent for a moment, and he was somewhat puzzled. It stands to reason that Fedri had mastered the power of the God of Destruction for so many years, and his status should have risen. How could he lose so easily? He lost without any way out and was completely destroyed.
Is it that Federico is strong on the outside but weak on the inside, or is it that Beelzebub is too strong?
Norman Till leans toward the latter.
"But why is He so strong?" Is it because of leveling up, or is there some other reason?
Norman Till was confused, but now was obviously not the time.
Eve said, "Brother Norman, shall we return to Hammurabi next?"
Norman Thiel nodded, "There's a peaceful war going on over there, let's go back and help."
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On the other side, the Imperial City of the Oss Empire.
Amon received the message and said to himself, "Did you get it back?"
Inpos on the side felt that Amon's riddle was a mystery and he had no idea what he was talking about.
He couldn't help but ask directly, "What on earth are you talking about to yourself?"
Amon turned around and saw that there was another stupid demon here who was unaware of the situation.
There was no other choice, so Amon explained the situation.
Inbos was stunned, his mouth opened wide, and he couldn't believe it and said, "I, we are the former god consciousness?"
Amon nodded: "I can't say it's all true, but it's highly likely that it is."
Inpos slammed the table, stood up, and loudly emphasized: "I am my father's child!"
Amon said indifferently: "Okay, don't tell me."
“…”
Because Persia couldn't accept it for a while, the whole demon became depressed.
The little white bird didn't quite understand what they were saying, he only knew that his brother Inbos was a little sad.
Inbos lowered his eyes, his expression lost, revealing deep worry, "If father knew, would he stop loving us?"
The chaos of the Age of the Gods was well known. The gods persecuted the whole world, causing a lot of trouble for my father.
Knowing that they are gods, Father must have some thoughts about them.
Inpos frowned and almost cried.
Amon glanced at Inbos's reaction and commented, "Your way of thinking is quite biased, but it does make some sense."
After hearing this for a while, Inbosi looked into Amon's eyes and asked, "Don't you think so?"
What do humans think of gods? Most of them hate them. And to be honest, all the gods back then were not good people.
It can't be washed.
Persia never expected that even though he was trying so hard to rewrite history, they still had a lot of dark history.
"Calm down," Amon remained calm, "Those things are not us."
Inpos said anxiously, "But...if father asks, what should we say?"
Amon said confidently: "If it's not true, then it's not true. Just deny it directly."
In Persia was shocked by Amon's calmness and affirmation.
But Amon was also serious.
He said as a matter of course: "We started from our father. No matter in the past or in the future, no one, god or demon can change this. So of course we are our father's children, and of course we were created by our father himself."
Yin Bosi's pupils trembled. What Amon said... made a lot of sense! Was He such a thorough demon? And how did He know all these things?
Inbosi couldn't help but look at Amon with new eyes, thinking that this fellow gamer was actually quite smart.
Amon said calmly: "Anyway, you already know it. It is your freedom to go and find your predecessor or not."
Inpos paused, then laughed softly, and then said with a firm look in his eyes: "I won't look for you. As long as I run fast, you can't catch up with me."
Amon showed a rare look of surprise in his eyes. He glanced at Inbos, stroked his chin and thought: "That's right. Anyway, I don't care."
The little white bird looked left and right, not knowing whether it understood or not, and all its feathers were shining.
Inpos looked out the window, "But will Beelzebub return to his father?"
When he asked this, the silver cat had already fallen asleep comfortably beside his father. After all, it had fought several rounds and was somewhat tired.
In response to Inbos's question, Amon snorted coldly, "Beelzebub has a habit of sleeping next to his father once he is full."
Inbosi was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding.
Amon turned his head and looked at the time. It was 2pm in the Ossian Empire time.
He turned his head and looked at Inbos, thinking of something: "You have almost completed a quarter of the way, right? You have encountered 'that obstacle'."
The "obstacle" He was talking about was none other than the history of Butis, a dark demon on par with Him, who was ranked seventeenth.
A truly dark reptile demon whose original form is a poisonous snake. He is the demon among them that fights most often with his fellows. His nickname is the Civil War Phantom God, oh no, it is the Civil War Phantom Demon.
He has the worst temper. If we use the words from my father's original world to describe him, could he be called a toxic person?
Kind of, but not quite.
In short, Butis must be found in order to rewrite history, which is also what Eliog particularly emphasized before leaving.
Amon really didn't want to see Butis, but there was no way, he would have to find Butis sooner or later.
In Persia was a little hesitant about this, "Butis is not easy to control."
Amon said: "We can always control it, with Vassago here."
"All right."
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At the same time, the human side.
The Kingdom of Destruction suffered a crushing defeat, and Fedri's annihilation dealt a heavy blow to the morale of the Kingdom of Destruction.
All the major races that originally came to rely on the strong fled one after another.
No matter how capable Doghead is, he cannot control this devastating situation.
A few minutes ago, the dragon head was repelled by Normantier. Now Normantier went straight to him, with seven elves protecting him and holding the magic sword, like a killing god.
The palace collapsed, the pillars fell down, and smoke and dust billowed everywhere.
The dog head stared at Normantil, and the magic power projected on the ground was like a raging wave, reflecting terrifying python-like creatures from time to time.
This is the Beast God's protection on him. Even though the Beast God has fallen for thousands of years, the power of the protection has not disappeared.
Normandy saw through this, and his tone seemed to be filled with curiosity, "Legend has it that you betrayed the Beast God, but He seems to still be willing to protect you?"
The dog-head laughed, and its mask broke, revealing a hideous face.
He asked, “Why do you think this is?”
Normantier stopped and his eyes fell on the dog's head.
A beam of light dropped from the ceiling, illuminating the dust particles floating in the air.
Normandy stood in the light, while Doghead stood in the dark with a cold look in his eyes.
Norman Thiel took up the question and replied, "Maybe He still cares for you."
Goutou laughed when he heard this, and laughed wildly, his whole body shaking and he almost broke with laughter.
"Don't you think it's a curse?"
Norman Till remained silent.
The dog head then questioned in a hoarse voice: "What is the difference between a blessing and a curse?"
The elves around Normantil were dumbfounded, as if Dog-Head had asked a question they had never heard before, so that their brains felt unfamiliar and they didn't know which area of knowledge to divide it into to solve it.
Norman Till said bluntly, "I have never thought about this question, do you think you are cursed?"
Dog Head seemed to be stumped by the question, and his eyes became more resentful. Perhaps he knew that Normantier would never let him go, and that he could not defeat Normantier no matter how hard he tried, so he spoke more unscrupulously, trying to leave an echo in this world.
The dog-headed man angrily said, "The Beast God is an incurable idiot, a piece of trash who has no ambition to make progress. He followed Him to build his kingdom and pushed Him to become a god. Do you know what He did later?"
Norman Thiel: "Betrayed you?"
The dog-head was stunned when he heard this, then laughed crazily, and waved his hand in the air, saying, "That's right! He abandoned us after he became a god. He felt that his status had been raised and he was no longer the same as us animals, so he began to despise us. He hangs out with the concept gods every day and feels that the divine fire we ignited for him is not eternal enough. He wants to flatter the concept gods and ask those so-called old gods for the method of advancement to a higher status! He even gave us to the concept gods as pets!"
This is betrayal, shameful and hateful!
Doghead used to be loyal and righteous, but he never thought that he had made a mistake and followed a trash beast that betrayed the beast clan.
When He thought of those years, He gnashed His teeth in hatred and cursed, "I betrayed Him? What a joke! History is a collection of jokes! Myths are just myths, they are all said by God! Who cares what we think? He deserves it!"
Norman Thiel was silent for a moment, "Is that so?"
The dog-head laughed loudly and said, "The reason He still 'favors' me is to make me live in pain. He died cleanly, but I still have to linger on. I hate Him who has been changed. I hate the conceptual God who changed Him!"
He was completely venting his emotions, wanting to vent all his malice towards the world before he died.
Norman Till looked at the dog head and suddenly said, "Is what you know the truth?"
"……What?"
The dog-head paused and said in a trembling voice: "You are not going to tell me that there is some hidden secret here, right? It's so funny, how could it be possible! Who are you? Just a human living in this era! How could you know what happened in the past?"
Norman Thiel nodded. "I didn't live in your era, so I don't know what happened. But you should also know that I am Agares' student."
The dog head was silent, with a dark light in his eyes, and said: "What do you want to say."
Normandyer pointed his head and said, "The day I met Agares, He taught me a lot of knowledge. This knowledge is stored in my brain, like a huge library. I can't digest it all, so I can only look for knowledge when I need it. In order to investigate you before, I went to look up the relevant records of the Beast God."
The more Doghead listened, the more panicked he became, and he almost asked Normantier to shut up.
Norman Thiel continued, "One of the books records a brave man's views on the Beast God. It seems that the brave man had the honor of talking to the Beast God once and learned some things from him."
Doghead asked nervously, "What's the matter?"
Normandyer stared into the dog-head's eyes. "It was a three-hour conversation. The brave man learned from the Beast God that the reason why the Beast God was close to the Concept God was to learn from him the higher way for mortals to become gods. The Beast God wanted those beasts whose talents were far inferior to his to be able to ignite the divine fire, or at least become long-lived species, so he restrained his beast nature, held on to his divinity, and wandered among the Concept Gods."
Before he finished speaking, the dog-headed creature's eyes widened, and he cursed subconsciously, "What nonsense are you talking about? How could He do this? He gave us to the Concept God as pets!"
Normandyer continued, "The hero also asked the Beast God this question, but the Beast God was adamant about it, saying that this was a helpless move, and that temporary humiliation was for the sake of long-term comfort. Secondly, only if the gods liked them would the gods be willing to give them the method."
After hearing this, Goutou's face turned pale, his legs and feet suddenly became weak, and he actually fell down on the spot.
"Why didn't He say anything?"
Normandyer lowered his eyes and paused before saying, "During the conversation, the hero also asked this question, and the Beast God's answer was that they must not be told, because they are too beastly and cannot hide their thoughts. The gods hate those who plot against them, and their state of ignorance is the best state."
Hearing this, Gou Tou completely collapsed.
However, Normandyer added: "The Beast God has been committed to eliminating your original beast nature and helping you to develop upward, but whether it was then or now, your beast nature has not changed at all, but has become even worse, and you have committed many evils everywhere."
The dog lowered its head and its pupils trembled violently.
Why... don’t I know?
He misinterpreted the Beast God's intentions from the very beginning, so how could he possibly know?
Back then, they launched a civilization that belonged to animals, but were met with contempt and cold stares, and were even less welcomed than human civilization.
Among them, the beast gods were under the greatest pressure. Unlike them, the beast gods could not rely on any living creatures and could only cross the river by feeling the stones, walking nervously, not knowing right from wrong. In that era, having no power meant endless pain and torture. They needed to become stronger, both for themselves and for the beast civilization.
Normandy saw that Doghead was completely disappointed. "But it doesn't matter. Life and death are a cycle. I'll come back next time."
His eyes were deep, and I don't know if he felt something as well, but a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes for a moment.
Half a minute later, he walked out of the palace holding the blood-stained sword.
At the same time, Eve, who had dealt with the dragon head, also rushed over.
"How is it?"
Normantil smiled, looked into the distance, and shouted loudly, completely announcing the end of the battle and the victory of mankind.
The greatest empire of mankind fought against the Kingdom of Destruction where the main god was absent, and it won!
The news spread quickly to Hammurabi and the world.
People from all over the world were extremely shocked.
Although the God of Destruction did not appear in the end and Federico was suspected to be killed by Beelzebub, the Lord of the Abyss, they survived.
Being alive is victory!
Hammurabi set the nation ablaze.
The human alliance on the continent was filled with excitement and cheers.
Normandyer took a look at the situation and silently walked to an empty balcony.
What he said to Doghead was true. That conversation really existed, and the hero really existed. He still remembered that the hero finally asked the Beast God: "Have you considered their thoughts when you did this?"
The beast god did not answer, and the conversation ended. The two sides only talked that one time. It seemed that they met by chance in the mountains.
Normantier tends to think that the Beast God did not listen. Many times, no matter how kind-hearted a superior is, when he reaches that position, he will become arrogant and accustomed to making decisions rather than discussing.
There are very few records about this brave man, and you can find few books about him in the National Library.
However, what is amazing is that among the knowledge that Agares gave him, there are many books about that person.
What was even more amazing was that he later discovered that in the huge library, there was no record of any other heroes except that hero.
It's as if... Agares doesn't care about any heroes other than that hero.
Moreover, most of the related books are memoirs.
Norman Thiel still couldn't figure out why, he always felt... that was an area that absolutely could not be touched.
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At the same time, in the Imperial City of Oedipus.
Silver Cat slept comfortably and suddenly remembered to talk about the mastermind behind the scenes.
He raised his head reluctantly and happened to see his father's lowered hand. The scar he had inflicted that year was still on his wrist.
His eyes froze and his heart tightened, as if he remembered that scene.
The other person was bitten on the hand by Him, but he couldn't bear to hit Him. He could only frown, endure the pain, and look at Him helplessly.
He was a bad boy who hurt his father as soon as he became conscious, leaving him with scars that are almost impossible to erase.
Damn Him. Damn Him!
At this moment, Zeus noticed the movement, looked down, and found that the silver cat had woken up at some point, so he touched the silver cat's head.
The silver cat trembled all over, almost shedding tears, and rubbed its head against his father.
A few seconds later, the white cat pushed open the door and was about to grab the silver cat to take over the shift, but he stopped as soon as he came in, his eyes widened.
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