The young man had hair that reminded him of weeds and dressed in a rebellious manner. He looked like his poor father, who had once tried to communicate with the outer creatures to kill Anna. He was half successful, the communication was successful, and the call was connected.
Then the powerful outer creature met Bai Ling who was traveling.
In an instant, half of the outer creatures were gone.
The old father went mad after witnessing the outer creatures. The young child watched as the father he respected and admired most drove the ritual dagger into his own neck and said, "I'm sorry."
After that, the frantic father destroyed half of the villa, and people finally found the frightened little guy under a stone slab.
Anna still remembered this incident because Bai Ling mentioned it.
"What's wrong? Old witch! What do you want from me?"
Anna smiled, reached into the air, drew out a dagger, and stabbed it into his abdomen.
Blood was all over the floor and the young man's eyes widened.
Anna grinned. "You don't think I dare not kill you, do you? I'm not the old witch you're talking about. I'm a god, not bound by any rules. I can rewind time and kill you an unlimited number of times in this space. Do you believe it? It seems I don't."
In the blink of an eye, he was standing in front of Anna again, this time with a gun.
A gunshot rang out, and he was once again standing in the same position, with the same people, and he turned to look at his grandfather.
Grandpa looked at him as if he knew nothing.
"You!" A short spear pierced his neck.
Anna watched him fall to the ground, clutching his neck.
The next moment, he was standing in the same position again.
Again and again, as if in an endless loop, each time there is a different way of dying.
After seventeen times, he knelt down and said, "Please, please let me go."
Anna raised the corner of her mouth: "Where is your toughness just now? I want to see how many times you can hold on."
"Ahhhhhhhhh! God! God! Please let me go! Please!"
"No, I can't. I'm meeting an important guest this time. I can't make any mistakes, understand? Not even a little bit. I can't have a young person like you who's full of ideas and wants to self-destruct, nor can I try to poison me like your grandfather did."
The grandfather and grandson's faces turned pale in an instant.
"I am a god, the god of time and space. I can see the future. It's not that I can't stop you, but I can't control that adult's memory, so he remembers everything. Every mistake I make is a huge failure. I need your help, but you can't have any strange plans. If you do, you will know what I really am."
"We will definitely complete the task you assigned to us."
"Okay, let's go and say hello to the other gods' followers."
"Are there many followers of God among humans?"
"There are a few, the others are in disguise, you don't need to pay attention to them. We are just going to say hello. If anyone dares to hinder me this time, I will kill them all." His words were full of murderous intent.
…
"Wang Mingke? Right."
"Who are you?" The old man who was supposed to be high and mighty actually knelt in front of the girl.
She has natural cat ears on her head and looks like just a child, but her tone is that of an adult.
"Me? You can call me Mian Shenyou. I'm a god. I came back for something. Well, I'm going to sleep for a while. We can talk later."
The most eye-catching thing is the twenty-one maids behind her. They are wearing very old-fashioned maid dresses, but they give people a sense of solemnity, and the murderous intent on their bodies can be clearly felt even from such a distance.
After they left, Wang Mingke walked up to the old man who had just been helped up.
"Mingke, do you know who she is?"
"have no idea."
"You don't know? That's fine, that's fine. Not knowing is the best. The best thing is not knowing. Hahaha." The old man smiled and left, but he felt indescribably lonely.
"The Twelve Gods, I didn't expect to actually see them among humans." Wang Mingke looked towards the roof. This time, things might not be simple.
"Master, there are three people outside."
"Who is it?" Wang Mingke was thinking about something and was very impatient.
"Ackerman's people, the ones who came are former committee members."
There is no doubt that this is a big shot. The Ackerman family is also a very ancient family, which is said to be traced back to the beginning of human escape.
An ordinary middle-aged man, a rebellious foolish young man, and a woman who gives people the feeling of an abyss.
Mian Shenyou, who had just gone up, came down: "Ah, it's Anna, sorry, I just went upstairs to sleep."
Was he one of the Twelve Lords? Wang Mingke didn't know much about him. Family records only mentioned the Sleeping God You, whom his family worshipped.
"Bai Ling and Bai Ming arrived yesterday, but you said they were a little late."
Anna took out some small particles from her pocket and threw them over: "Refreshing, I asked them to come here for a meeting."
Mian Shenyou swallowed the food and asked: "How many people are invited this time?"
Anna took out her notebook: Twenty-seven people. The others are tied up right now, and my sister isn't coming because of the ceremony either."
“We haven’t seen this kind of thing many times.”
"That's true. The last time was when Bai Ming went out and messed with the evil god's lair."
"Don't mention that time. I was almost beaten to death. Yizhen ran so fast."
They chatted as if no one was around, but the three humans present knew that this was rare knowledge.
Anna sighed and said, "Yes, the wave is coming."
"A wave is coming." The last wave was a long, long time ago.
"Both us and mortals have been preparing for this for a long time."
"The God of Creation, is he really back?"
"He's back. He will be present at this meeting."
Mian Shenyou nodded: "That's fine, but don't ask for the authority back."
"Impossible. With his personality, let alone forcing you to give him authority, he just wants to sit around doing nothing all day long."
"Maybe he and I can get along well." Mian Shenyou smiled.
"Well, wait here for a while, Bai Ming and Bai Ling are on their way."
"You saw it again? It's really great to be able to see time."
"That's not good. I prefer ordinary eyes," said Anna.
Bai Ling, holding a white sickle, walked in first, and then Bai Ming walked in carrying someone: "Sister Anna, you have to make the decision for us."
"Put it down quickly, Ling Yao is about to be beaten to death."
Yizhen's voice rang out: "He's tough, what can happen to him? Beat him to death, and I'll save him."
Ling Yao's hand reached out helplessly to Wang Mingke.
Wang Mingke whistled.
"Bai Ming, you are not behaving yourself. Beat you." Bai Ling swung her sickle horizontally.
“Ahhhhhh!”
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
