When the storm stopped, the trinity of wind gods was also killed, and the devil walked expectantly towards his prisoner.
"What about that god?"
That was Woban's only problem when he saw Haydn again.
"..."
Haydn stared at Woban without saying a word.
Seeing that he was like this, Woban was not annoyed, and said in a relaxed tone: "Forget it, although I just want to kill you and ask for your soul, but that is really boring."
The young man was smiling and seemed very satisfied with the journey.
"you're free."
Vauban let the knight go free, even though the other party deceived him and led him to the far east.
free?
Haydn clenched the red pill in his hand, his eyes revealed a dark color, like the eyes of a beast. Where could he go after being turned into a werewolf by Woban?
Woban ignored him, just turned and left.
Looking at the back of the Marquis, Haydn made up his mind that he would never reveal the news about Disobedient Kama.
So, a god fell into a long sleep.
Never lie to your lover: Chapter 41 Elsa will protect everyone
On the Kamogawa River, a triumphal arch stands quietly on the water.
An old knight calmly told his experience.
Participate in the battles of the kings, fight against the Marquis of Vauban who is ravaging Europe, surrender to the opponent, trick him into entering the Arc de Triomphe, and make the Marquis of Vauban walk to the land of Liaodong.
Transformed into a werewolf by the Marquis of Vauban, as his prisoner of war and his hunting dog, Haydn found Jiajing's red pill in North Korea and learned about the secret talks of the gods.
Finally, with nowhere to go, he wandered to Hokkaido, where he lived with the Ainu people. Haydn had been wandering in the far east for hundreds of years.
"Your life is quite long..." The rest couldn't help but sigh.
Haydn lowered his head and said: "It's just a curse from the Marquis. He can give the mark of the wolf and turn people into wolves forever. I have lived for a long time thanks to this."
Aisha also seemed to sigh: "I didn't expect that Onii-sama would be like this before. It's really not frank."
Yuri beside her couldn't help but tremble. She remembered the fear in the past. Huina beside her held her shoulder, as if to comfort her.
The nobles on the terrace were stunned. They felt a kind of shock. The vicissitudes of time and the depth of history seemed to be carried by the rolling river.
So, Haydn looked directly into the eyes of the remaining men and said without fear: "Emperor Khitan, please do not open the Arc de Triomphe."
"Once a god returns to his source, he will be freed from the shackles of mythology. Although he will lose his own blessing, Kama will be enough to influence the entire world. Even if he does not step out of the door, his influence will dry up the city."
The mere arrival of the God of Disobedience is enough to affect the world.
If the sun god comes, the world will become extremely hot.
If the God of the Ocean comes, the world will be swallowed up by the waves and sunk.
If the God of Hades comes, the world will fall into deathly silence and all life will come to an end.
And these are still disobedient gods. Even if they resist myths, they will be bound by myths as long as they run around on the earth. Once their gods get rid of the shackles of myths and return to their origins before the writing of myths, then they will affect the world. face.
Presumably, if no one stops it, it is not impossible to turn the celestial body into a flat earth.
only……
"Now that he is freed from the shackles of mythology, is he still strong?"
The remaining questions are like nonsense. According to general thinking, gods who return to their origins are naturally stronger than gods who disobey.
but……
"I don't know." Haydn was a little unsure.
Aisha thought for a while and said: "I heard my sister say that the strength of the God of Disobedience does not depend on how widely the myth is spread, but its status in the myth only depends on their 'self'."
To put it simply, the more you believe in yourself, the stronger your God will be.
The rest nodded and said: "The so-called 'self' strengthening is not the amount of spell power, nor the strength of the godhead, but the martial arts, or the consciousness of fighting."
"In a sense, the God of Disobedience's 'madness, myth, self-restraint' is a correction that allows gods who are not good at fighting to have good combat power."
Recalling Luo Hao's talk about the mental ape when he was drunk, I had a hint of enlightenment.
"So there will be some absurd situations. The gentle gods in mythology have stronger egos and are stronger than the God of War with outstanding martial arts."
The rest said what he was most concerned about: "Kama of Disobedience, after returning to the origin, as a god who is not good at fighting, has lost the correction of God of Disobedience, how much fighting power does he still have?"
"..."
Haydn was silent for a long time, closed his eyes in pain, and then opened them suddenly.
"Khitan Emperor, please don't open the door!"
To this...
"Get ready." The tyrant ordered to the left and right.
……
The torii gate is used to distinguish the divine realm from the secular world where humans live. It is a kind of barrier and represents the entrance to the divine realm. It can be regarded as a kind of "door".
At this time, at the altar of Kamogawa, wearing a luxurious kimono reminiscent of the twelve singles, Yuri Banriya danced the shrine under the protection of the Kansai shrine maidens.
On both sides of the Kamogawa River, starting from where the Arc de Triomphe is, along the river bank, countless monks are wearing cassocks and chanting Buddhist scriptures.
On the river, countless Onmyoji stepped on the water, as if walking on flat ground, raised their talismans, and opened the door to the divine realm.
One after another, illusory and real torii gates stand in front of the Arc de Triomphe, stretching for several kilometers along the Kamogawa River.
Thousands of torii gates are connected into a passage.
On the throne, Yu Zhi put away his mobile phone. He had already informed the employees of the same studio and found a random reason to ask them to go to Tokyo to continue playing.
"In that case, Madam will stay here for the time being, and I will go meet the god for a while."
The rest said to Aisha.
Aisha nodded: "No problem, brother-kun, Aisha will protect the people here and everyone!"
"Oh!"
"yeah--!"
"Long live the saintess!"
Before the rest could answer, noisy cheers could be heard in their ears, and a group of conjurers looked at her with pious eyes, seemingly moved by Aisha's words.
Seeing this scene, Yu Zhe's eyes twitched slightly, he leaned close to her ear and asked in a low voice: "What did you do to them?"
"Well, they seemed to have a dispute..." Aisha was a little embarrassed, "So I tried to persuade them a little, but for the sake of peace, I accidentally overused my power."
"call--!"
The rest took a deep breath, turned to smile at the group of spellcasters, then turned around and continued: "No matter what, Aisha is a mature and reliable adult and can survive in various environments. , I guess nothing will happen this time."
The young man's tone was a little guilty.
"I'll go meet the God of Love first."
Whoa-!
In the light that seemed like dusk, with the establishment of the thousandth torii gate, the Arc de Triomphe was finally opened.
Facing the rising sun, the rest walked into the tunnel and passed through countless torii gates.
After stepping through the Arc de Triomphe, what we saw was a passage, like an underground tunnel. It was surrounded by deep darkness, but there was only a trace of light in front of the tunnel.
"Just let me look forward to it."
Saying this, the rest quickly stepped forward to explore the light in the darkness.
"------"
The rest of them looked up, only to see a man wearing knight armor blocking the aisle. He should be the knight that Elsa mentioned, showing her the is also the undead that Haydn said was forced to guard the door.
"What--!"
It was a sound that was completely beyond the reach of human beings. The knight raised his giant sword and charged towards the remaining people.
boom--!
Like a giant dragon flying down, and like the sound of thousands of cattle running, the charge of one knight has the feeling of thousands of troops.
The rest stared at him indifferently and raised their hands.
“If you don’t laugh at your heart, if you don’t say a word of advice, you will kill them all.”
The red light shines, dyeing the dark tunnel bright red, as if to send off a soldier.
The knight slowly fell down and slept peacefully in the red light. Bomig, who had long since turned into an undead, couldn't help but think of the past.
He wandered around Europe for eight years on behalf of the Southern Ming Emperor, encountering obstacles at every turn. Even though he learned from Wei Kuangguo that the entire Ming Dynasty had fallen, he resolutely boarded a ship and returned to his Yongli Emperor.
After learning that there were still people in Yunnan who were resisting, Bu Mige went to Macau, hoping to continue to be loyal. However, he was made into a puppet by King Yunlan, and then made into a zombie. Finally, he became an undead and was forced to guard the place.
After experiencing countless sufferings and relying on a ray of obsession to survive until now, Bu Mig has only one thought before he rests in peace.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty."
Never lie to your lover: Chapter 42 Another embarrassing guy
There is a grotesque scene in all directions.
Countless scenes that look like humans but not humans, look like grass but not grass, look like animals but not beasts, look like mountains but not mountains, wander by.
Time and space become blurred.
The rest feel like they are already in the universe.
I don't know how long it took, maybe it was just a moment, but countless noisy voices sounded in his ears, like the whispers of a lover or the curses of an enemy.
Denseness, joy, worry, bitterness, anger, noise...
All kinds of emotions rushed towards his face like a tide, washing away his will frantically.
The hearts of the rest breed strange emotions, which is love.
With a slight thought, Yu Zhe opened his eyes and found himself in a starry sky.
He breathed a long sigh of relief and recited the undefeated words.
"Ming Wang Shengdi, who can go to the army?"
A red cloud spread in the starry sky, and scorching flames ignited, as if it had fallen into a furnace.
Then, the God of War's divine power was extracted, forged, and transformed into a red armor, which seemed to be integrated with the physical body without any gaps.
"Completed, the red triumphal sword."
A little further under the rest's feet, the space rippled and turned into a platform. His steps actually stepped out of the platform in nothingness and moved in the starry sky.
Then, he saw it.
It was a god with long flowing hair and a face that was more beautiful than men and women. His facial features were exquisite and his eyebrows were beautiful. He was not wearing any clothes. His body was neither real nor empty. He seemed to be burned by flames, and he looked like stars in the universe. There was only one blur. Outline.
"Do you know love?"
His voice is like music, transcending the boundaries between men and women. Only the whisper of a lover can barely describe it.
"The shape of love, the intensity of love, the color of love, the fragrance of love, the effectiveness of love, the sins of love, the terror of love, the joy of love."
The voice of the gods is so beautiful, even if the meaning is unclear, it is the most beautiful love words in the world.
"Everything in the world exists for the sake of love. Only love gave birth to everything in the world. Only the intersection of all things gave birth to heaven, earth, oceans and stars."
He looked at the rest with passionate eyes.
"Rakshasa King from another world, do you have someone you love?"
The rest raised their eyes and answered coldly.
