Su Yun brought the two creatures back to his throne.
Roses bloomed luxuriantly beneath the throne, and their fragrance filled the entire hall.
When Theresa walked through the cruel yet beautiful skeleton gate, she smiled slightly: "Isn't this Isis's trophy? Did the Father embed it here?"
Isis...seems to be the fifth plague.
Su Yun smiled and said nothing.
Alice ran to his side, her sky blue robe drawing lively arcs in the air; and Theresa sat down directly on the steps under the throne. He held up his black robe, and a heavy book with a black background and gold embossing lay flat on his knees.
They admire him so much, they will always be by his side.
Su Yun looked at the two children, and an unknown joy rose in his heart, but then came a sense of regret - such a magnificent hall would not be filled with only Alice and Theresa.
At this moment, a magnificent picture emerged before his eyes. It was also an ancient palace, and he was also sitting under the pure black throne and the starry dome. However, in addition to Alice and Theresa beside him, a reserved, lazy and careless lord sat under the throne; a disheveled singer holding a mandolin lay among the roses; under the skulls of the Gate of Death stood a golden knight with a lance in his hand; behind the throne stood a bachelor playing with a single-lens gold-rimmed glasses; and outside the open gate, the king in a scarlet cloak strode towards him with a smile on his face.
It's not enough...Alice and Theresa...it's not enough
There are five other creatures, all of whom are sealed in pillars, lonely and alone.
If the rules of this dream are the same as those of the game, then he can control the speed at which the plague wakes up. If he wants to allow the other creations to be born faster, it seems that all he needs to do is to advance the progress of the game.
In order to advance the game process, you first need a rich foundation.
Su Yun raised his head and looked at the door at the end of the corridor. He said loudly: "Alice, Theresa, I want everyone to wake up."
"Follow me and leave here to help humans advance their civilization. I want to see human footprints spread to every corner of all continents soon. I want them to enter a prosperous tomorrow."
There is a new priest in the temple of Anato's capital.
The priest has skin as white as milk, hair as long as the sun and eyes as bright as emerald.
No one knew where he came from, but everyone accepted him and believed that the gods would also fall in love with this priest.
manage.
In the land of Anato, people need faith so much.
Riots, plague, famine...all kinds of suffering spread throughout the country. People smelled the breath of doomsday and didn't know how to get rid of despair, so they prayed for the protection of God.
"The gods will bless you, helpless man. Under the gaze of God, we are all the same believers." The blond priest was wearing a white robe and stood out among his peers.
An old woman knelt in front of him, muttering a prayer as she knelt down, looking pious and relaxed.
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"How stupid." The young man's clear voice broke the silence in the priest's ears, but no one except the priest could hear his voice.
The blond priest turned to face the statue.
He said in a voice that no human could hear: "My brother, even if they are as weak as ants, as long as they believe in the Father God, then they are no different from us."
The young man strode in from the gate and walked slowly to the statue, the blue and white hem of his robe dancing on his knees.
He sneered at the young priest's words: "Since you are happy to crawl in this ant nest, then there is no need to bring me with you. I am not the same kind as humans."
"Alas..." The priest shook his head and sighed, "My brother, you are such a pathetic fanatic."
"What? Are you judging me?" Alice turned her eyes away from the statue. "Do you - want to die?"
"I am immortal under the glory of the Father." Theresa corrected with a smile. He put his hand on his chest, his expression extremely pious. "Brother, I hope you have prepared a resting place for the Father."
Alice was enraged, and his smile disappeared completely: "What? You doubt me? You think I can't take good care of the Father, right?"
Theresa's smile was gentle. She seemed not to notice the flash of the knife in Alice's hand. She only said in a matter-of-fact tone, "It is never too cautious when it comes to matters concerning the Father. Besides... you are just a fanatic who only knows jealousy. How can I trust you?"
The next moment, Alice showed a twisted smile, and a silver light flashed between the hem of his robe. A sharp wind whistled past, followed by the dull thud of objects falling to the ground and the sound of liquid splashing, followed by a brief silence and screams of panic.
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The old woman was a devout believer. Her priest turned around and prayed to the gods, so she also raised her head and prayed with the priest.
The mutation occurred at this moment, and an unknown force descended from the sky, from the shoulders
Cut off the priest's right arm.
This is too terrible, too horrible, there is such a power in the world! It can even infect the temple!
The old woman screamed, but what was even more terrifying was that her priest was still like nothing had happened. He bent over and picked up the right arm, and reattached it to himself - reattached it!!
"My brother, your willfulness makes things difficult for me." The priest sighed softly. His hand had recovered. If it weren't for the half sleeve of his robe and the bloodstains on the ground, the old woman would have thought she was dazzled.
The priest shook his head again: "Our blood will absorb the vitality of mankind. God will not want to see us bleed. Alice, that's enough."
Then the old woman's beloved priest turned to her and looked at her and everyone in the temple with a cold and emotionless gaze: "Please forget what you have seen, devout believer."
He said, "You have prayed a perfect prayer today. God loves you."
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"That's enough of my willful venting." Teresa cleared everyone's memory and then looked at Alice. "My dear brother, is there anything else you want to do?"
Alice played with the sharp blade in her hand. It was obvious that Theresa's bland response could not vent her anger. Silver light lingered on the blade: "Come with me. Father God asked me to take you back."
Theresa's eyes lit up, as if starlight fell into them: "Father God - let me go back!"
Alice snorted coldly, turned her head and walked out of the temple.
The two walked one after the other on the streets of the royal capital. Alice hid her figure in front, but Theresa did not. Most people in this country had dark honey-colored skin, and Theresa was particularly conspicuous when she walked on the street, not to mention that she was wearing a priest's robe.
"Can't you just not let anyone see you?" Alice said in annoyance.
Theresa smiled gently: "I am their priest, and I am also a child of God. I can't disappear into thin air."
Alice sneered and reluctantly accepted his explanation.
The country of Anato is a slave country based on farming. A huge river runs through Anato, becoming the mother river of this land. Alice and Theresa's destination is a villa located by the river...
To be more precise, a large courtyard paved with mud and stones.
Theresa walked into the yard, and he showed a look of disapproval from the moment he entered the gate.
"Alice, you found such a resting place for Father God?"
"No servants of God? So small?"
"Being spied on by humans?"
Ellie
Si was intolerable and a little aggrieved: "There is nothing here that is worthy of Father God! But this country is so shabby, even the palace is just like this. This place was chosen by Father God. Do you think I am willing to let Father God stay here?"
"Father God likes this place?" Theresa thought, "I don't know Father God well enough!"
Theresa doesn't care about Alice's difficulties. She only cares about the Father's choice. Alice's million troubles are not as important as even one look from the Father.
Just at this moment, the sound of a door opening was heard in the yard.
The door was opened by a man in a black robe, his black hair tied back, his light eyes reflecting Theresa and Alice.
The two immediately stopped arguing: "Father God!", "My God!"
"You're back?" Their god smiled gently, "Come in, it's almost time for dinner."
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Su Yun sat at the dinner table, looking at the two children with tearful eyes, and deeply reflected on his mistakes.
Teresa seemed to be about to be killed by her own guilt: "My God...My God, how could you...I am blaspheming, I have failed in my duty..."
Alice's performance was not much better than her brother's: "Father God! You can leave everything to me! It's Alice's fault! Alice is a bad girl..."
The source of all the problems was a little thing placed between them - a plate of roughly processed fish sprinkled with only a little salt.
Time goes back to one hour ago.
Su Yun, who had just moved into his new home, asked Alice to find Theresa who had entered the temple earlier, and then he began to study the house that Alice found for him.
The house met all his basic requirements - good location, not too conspicuous, clean enough, and no neighbors around.
Su Yun really wanted to experience life, and he was also very curious about the ecology of the new civilization.
In the real world, the major he chose was also history and humanities, which is enough to show that he was once interested in it.
……once.
Although the materials used in this mansion are simple, one can see the ingenuity of the builder. The backyard is filled with flowers and trees, and there is even a pond with running water. Su Yun saw many fat fish in it.
The little fat fish looked between grass carp and crucian carp, and Su Yun happened to only know how to deal with these two types of fish. He couldn't help but scoop one up and toss it around. The body of the god was close to being omniscient and omnipotent, but Su Yun didn't even get his sleeves wet while tossing around the fish.
A fish was caught for no apparent reason... Su Yun tasted it and found that the fish meat was soft and tender.
It is tender and delicious, but also has a strong fishy smell, making it a good dish for beginners.
Just eat it for dinner, along with Theresa and Alice, and if they dislike it, just throw it away.
——This is really a wrong decision.
Theresa and Alice almost fainted when they heard that the Father God actually washed his hands and cooked the soup himself. Then the two began to confess their guilt. The more Su Yun listened, the more he felt something was wrong. He only messed with a fish, but Alice and Theresa actually began to consider the possibility of self-destruction to apologize...
"Enough!" Su Yun was helpless. He stopped the two crying little plagues and gave an order directly, "You two, each eat half of it. This is for you."
His order was immediately carried out.
"I didn't make it because I wanted to eat him. I just enjoyed the little fun I got from making it. I'm letting you share it now because..." Su Yun chose his words of comfort, "because I like you."
This will calm her down, right? Even little girls won’t cry anymore!
However, Su Yun miscalculated again.
Alice's tears almost doubled immediately, and Theresa...she looked as if she was covered with a layer of holy light, and her expression was so pious that she was like a combination of a saint and an angel.
Su Yun: ...
The only thing that comforted him was that both of them finally stopped blaming themselves.
After dinner, Su Yun wanted to go to the house to look for the library. Alice immediately came up to him, holding his arm and calling him "Father God" and "My God" in a coquettish manner.
It's like a little kitten that has eaten its fill and found a sunny place to meow.
Su Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and looked at Theresa: "We need to go to the front and take a look. Theresa, are you coming?"
Theresa's face flushed, her eyes were moist and seemed to be covered with a layer of light, her emerald eyes sparkled, and she clasped her hands tightly: "Father God, I want to pray for you."
His expression was so pious, as if Su Yun was everything to him. Looking at such a gaze, Su Yun was in a trance for a moment.
Had he ever met Theresa?
But this is just a dream, it’s all an illusion, right?
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