Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

This "merciful" god did not mind Moshe's rude behavior, but took away his right to move freely.

Only Mo Xie's brain and internal organs were still functioning. The magic power in his body dissipated instantly, and his spiritual fetus was completely suppressed, falling into a deathly silence.

Even the mental power seemed to be divided, the senses were in chaos, and the scene in front of me was sometimes blurry and sometimes clear.

So he could only watch Arthurs gradually lose himself and become a loyal believer of God.

Ah, this familiar feeling of powerlessness, how is it different from when the black-robed god brings down a world-destroying disaster?

It is impossible to compete with the gods with magic power alone, what other methods are there...

Just when his heart was shrouded in dark clouds and was about to fall into a vortex of internal friction, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

[Master? You are in a bad condition now. What happened?]

It was Nolan, who seemed unaffected by the power of the God of Creation in Moshe’s spiritual world.

[During the memorial ceremony, the God of Creation suddenly descended. Most people were affected by the power of the God of Creation and temporarily lost their consciousness.]

Moshe answered briefly.

[Oh my god, it turns out there are gods in this world.]

Nolan's tone sounded like he was pretending to be surprised, with a hint of sarcasm.

[Now I can't move freely, nor can I use my magic power and mental power. My brother Arthas was chosen by the God of Creation to be the human agent, and he inexplicably took on the responsibility of preventing the destruction of the world.]

[Wow, that's really overbearing.]

Nolan smiled and spoke in a light tone.

Domineering. Mo Xie agreed with this adjective. But now was not the time to summarize the image of the God of Creation. He had something very important to confirm.

[Help me check the status of the Libra, Nolan.]

The God of Creation can control His creations, including human bodies, consciousness, power within and outside the rules, etc.

What about mental strength?

Mental power is also called "consciousness", which is inseparable from consciousness. If the mental power is completely gone, he should not be able to sense Nolan's existence.

It didn't take long before Nolan's voice sounded again.

[Libra is very stable, full of energy, and no other abnormalities.]

really……

Mo Xie understood it clearly.

He knew that even if he had a deeper understanding of mental power now, he could not change the situation of being controlled by the God of Creation, so he turned to mention another person.

[Thanks. Is Bellion here?]

How could the loyal subordinate who always followed him stubbornly and was always available at his call disappear at such a tense moment?

[No. That guy is just a stone that has lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years. He has a cold face and is not interested in anything. Also, I feel that he knows you very well. He doesn't seem like a subordinate in a newly formed master-servant contract. I suggest a thorough investigation.]

Listening to Nolan's complaints, the dark cloud in Mo Xie's heart gradually dissipated and his mood became better.

[Belion has that kind of personality, and it may be difficult for you to adapt. Well, I will come to you after the memorial ceremony.]

[Received! Master! By the way, you are not yet able to compete with the God of Creation. Don’t do anything out of line on impulse. The most important thing is to ensure your own safety!]

Nolan gave these instructions in a serious tone, which was completely different from his usual cheerful and free state.

[Um. ]

Mo Xie, who rarely lies, responded simply.

It's too late, Nolan, I have already clearly released my killing intent to the God of Creation, he thought.

Of course, this is based on the premise that you are sure that you are safe.

Nolan appeared suddenly and left suddenly. After getting Moshe's response, he obediently returned to the depths of the spiritual world.

Moshe refocused his attention on Arthurs.

The tear marks on Arthurs' face dried up, and his blue eyes were dull, as if the painful look just now was an illusion.

He placed his palm on his chest, knelt on one knee in a gesture of submission, and said stiffly: "...I will obey your will, my Lord."

This was the final step in establishing a connection between the God of Creation and Arthas. Mo Xie's eyes darkened, and even though his muscles were stretched to their limits, he could not move an inch.

Griffiths leaped down lightly, and in the dim light, he looked like a butterfly flapping its jet-black wings, beautiful and illusory.

"It's about time you went back," he said.

Griffiths Glory.

Now, the God of Creation faced the man who spoke rudely to him.

You are the variable in this world.

Griffiths responded calmly: "Thanks for the compliment."

But...it's coming to an end.

The pale lips of the God of Creation paused for a moment, as if he suddenly had a hint of doubt.

Griffith stared at the God of Creation with his dark eyes and smiled indifferently, "Yeah, I know."

I will witness the future of this world.

After saying this, the white-blond man had an expressionless face and slowly put down his hand. His white robe fluttered in the wind, revealing the texture of down feathers under the golden light.

Then countless white birds flew out from the holes in the clouds, circled around him, and brought up an even stronger wind.

The thick clouds were blown away by the wind, and the man was suspended high in the sky. His platinum curly hair fluttered wildly and gradually merged with the dazzling golden light.

His body also turned into a point of light and returned to its nest with the huge flock of white birds.

Just a blink of an eye, and the world returned to its original state.

The clouds dissipated, leaving the sky clear and blue. The sun shone on everyone, giving them vitality.

"Hmm? I seemed to be in a daze just now."

"Hey! Young Master Arthurs won! I knew it!"

"Who will be next? Oh! It's the two ladies!"

People had no idea what had just happened and began to discuss it heatedly.

As the few people with complete memories, Sigrdrifa and Moshe looked at each other from a distance and understood each other tacitly.

As for Arthurs... he was still in a state of confusion, with dull eyes and a blank face. He staggered out of the venue and found an empty space to sit down.

Mo Xie wanted to go and accompany him, but out of the corner of his eye he saw a dark figure walking towards this direction.

The black figure was very strange. He passed through the crowd like a soul, and no one noticed him.

"Your Excellency the Holy Envoy Xuan Ye." Mo Xie bowed slightly and said silently.

Griffith looked at him quietly for a moment, then suddenly reached out and gently placed his hand on his shoulder, "Didn't I tell you to call me Master, Xiao Mo?"

Yes, Griffith himself sat on the dais and continued to preside over the memorial ceremony.

This figure was probably also a kind of magic, without substance, visible only to the target.

“Don’t tell anyone about the coming of the God of Creation,” he warned.

"Even if you don't tell me, I won't tell anyone else." Mo Xie answered without hesitation.

"That's hard to say." Griffith suddenly showed a subtle expression, "After all, you are the one who dares to release murderous intent to the God of Creation."

"Can you tell me where your courage and bravery come from?"