I Will Eventually Inherit the Archbishop of Heaven

He lowered his head, lifted a corner of the quilt slightly, and through the faint light saw the petite girl curled up in Kiyana's arms, her head covered by the bed quilt.

"Theresa?!"

Ian was stunned!

"Hmm—Kiana, don't make trouble~"

Teresa, who was sleeping, rubbed her slender legs, murmured and slapped away Ian's big hand touching her lower abdomen, and murmured vaguely, as if she was talking in sleep.

"Hey! You bastard, what do you want to do to my aunt!"

Qiyana also noticed the hand that was slapped away from Teresa's lower abdomen, and her eyes suddenly became dangerous.

"...I want to throw her off the bed."

Yan said with a serious face, and then sighed helplessly: "Why did she come to your bed, and she was earlier than me?"

The regret in his heart, he knew that he should have sneaked over decisively at the beginning, but fortunately he lay on the bed and thought for a long time whether it would be appropriate to do so... Unexpectedly, someone would have already stepped in first.

Just in response to the old saying - hesitate, you will lose!

It seems that in the future he must strike first, yes, be decisive!

"What do you mean earlier than you? My aunt didn't come to me to do, to do that kind of thing!"

Qiyana's voice was full of shyness, and she glared at him angrily: "You think everyone is as lustful as you!"

"How can you call your wife lustful?"

Probably because he understood that he was doomed not to eat meat tonight, Yan's tone was a little depressed: "And I'm also afraid that you will be lonely late at night."

"Who, who will be lonely!"

"Well--"

Kiyana immediately stopped her voice and covered her mouth. She watched Teresa rubbed her eyelids and continued to sleep soundly before she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Speaking of which, is this little one really your great aunt?"

Yaen looked at the petite girl with the same white hair and blue eyes as Qiyana, and asked with a frown, "Isn't she my dad's granddaughter?"

Think about it carefully, Teresa is the granddaughter of her father and the aunt of her wife... So what is the relationship between me and her?

This seniority is too messy.

"I don't know these things in detail, but I think someone must know."

"Who?" Ion asked.

"Your father, Otto Apocalypse." Kiana said firmly: "The great aunt was created under his leadership."

Yann was taken aback for a moment: "Create... come out?"

"...Actually, my aunt's identity is rather special."

Kiyana hesitated for a second, then whispered, "Do you remember what she said before?"

"You mean when she said she wasn't strictly human?"

"Yes." She nodded: "Aunt... Teresa is a clone created by Otto using gene cloning technology. Still maintaining the appearance of a child."

"I see. Is that why she became a legal loli?"

Yan knew it in his heart: "I didn't expect my dad to have such a hobby, but it's legal loli..."

To be honest, if you don't talk about Teresa ruining his good things again and again, just from the appearance, it is simply the gospel of lolicon!

White-haired, petite, and cute, such a little loli with red lips, white teeth, and jade carvings, let alone a lolicon, even if she is not a lolicon, she will fall in love with her.

Most importantly... this is a legal loli!

Not only will never grow up!There is no problem of expiring the shelf life!

"Really good!"

Yan's eyes lit up, and he praised his father.

Qiyana's eyes suddenly showed contempt: "It seems that you are not only lustful, but also a lustful perverted lolicon!"

"I warn you, you are not allowed to think of my aunt!"

"Who do you think I am?" Yan rolled his eyes, feeling that he had been treated unfairly: "I can't wait to let your aunt go as soon as possible."

To be reasonable, if it weren't for her, I'm afraid they would have fought with real swords and guns long ago!What's the use of chatting here?

He yawned and didn't bother to stay here anymore: "Slipped, it seems that tonight is doomed to fail."

Just when Ian lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, Teresa suddenly turned over, her bare white arms and thighs hugged Ian without warning, and her peaceful little face was also leaning on his shoulder On the edge, the soft breath scratched his skin like a feather.

Yan's body froze instantly. He glanced lightly at Teresa who was hugging him like an octopus, then looked up at Kiyana who was equally shocked, and finally opened his mouth in a daze.

"How to do?"

"...How about." Qiyana thought for a moment: "Just sleep together today?"

"Aren't you too crowded?!"

Yann couldn't help complaining, to be honest, if it's just him and Qiyana, let alone sleeping together, even if the eldest lady sleeps on him, it's fine!

But there is a little loli in the middle, and you can't act rashly, it is really a torment.

"Then what do you think we should do?" She asked back: "Is it possible to wake up my aunt?"

Yan lowered his head and thought for a while, then said uncertainly: "Otherwise, I'll sleep here with her, and you go to sleep in another room?"

"Ha ha!"

155: No one knows Otto better than me! (serious face)

In the main hall, everything is quiet.

The room was still brightly lit, and even in such a deep night, Otto was still staring at the chaotic and disordered data flow on the screen seriously, and there was silence in the depths of his pupils.

Those data streams clearly poured down like a swift waterfall and disappeared from the screen in a blink of an eye, but Otto didn't care at all, it was as if he had already recorded them in his mind, even though these crucial data flowed from his eyes like Meteor across.

fleeting.

There was no one in the room except him.

"Sure enough, I still can't find it."

After a long time, Otto let out a sigh of relief, with a tired and heavy voice.

It was hard to imagine that Otto Apocalypse would show such a tired expression, and anyone who knew him must have never seen him like this.

In a sense, he's like a masked clown.

When facing the enemy, his eyes were full of contempt, and his expression was lofty but dignified like a gentleman.

When facing the chess pieces, his smile was full of elegance, but it was as cold as a knife.

When facing his family, he always had an unscrupulous smile on his face, and occasionally he was at a loss like a clumsy elder.

Not only did the 500 years fail to rot his soul, but it made him spread his wings again like a phoenix from Nirvana.

But the phoenix will not soar in the sky all the time, sometimes, he also needs to rest.

Otto took a deep breath and quickly adjusted his expression.

He has experienced too many disappointments, and he has long been used to disappointment. If it wasn't because this time his hopes were high enough, he wouldn't have shown such obvious depression.

"It seems that we have to go to [there] again."

Otto leaned back slightly, leaned back on the bishop's chair, and gently closed his eyes.

Many people think that all the bodies of Otto Apocalypse are made of soul steel, but this is not the case.

Among the countless bodies stored in the freezer, many of them are human.

Some of them are specially used to track Teresa, some are specially used to cook, and some are specially used to make figures...

All in all, the body of soul steel is generally used for going out in battle, while the body of flesh and blood is usually used for daily favorite activities.

The turbulent flow of thoughts in his mind returned to calm one after another. In the dark field of vision, Otto felt his consciousness surging like a sea tide, flowing along the sea to the depths of the bottomless vortex.

Then, he opened his eyes.In an instant, light flooded in like a tide.

What appeared before Otto's eyes was a huge library.In the huge space, stacked bookshelves are filled with stacks of books. A ghostly little boy sits on the top of the bookshelf and looks down at Otto, showing a consistent smile for 500 years.

"Hi~ Otto, we meet again!"

He opened his hands, as if welcoming Otto's arrival, and the shadow of his arms was cast from the dome, like an eagle.

Otto ignored him, and walked to one of the bookshelves on his own, and familiarly picked out the books inside and began to look through them.

The little boy seemed to be used to it, he just jumped down from the bookshelf tens of meters high, and landed lightly on the ground without making any movement.

The light shone on that immature little face, revealing the spotless blond hair and emerald green pupils.

He walked up to Otto and looked up at his indifferent expression up close, which was his favorite thing to do during his 500 years of solitude.

"I know what you want, Otto Apocalypse." After a long time, Kong Kong Wanzang stared into his cold eyes and said word by word: "For 500 years, you have ignored me, rejected me, Do everything possible to imprison me here."

"But even so, I am the person who understands you best in this world. We get along day and night, and we depend on each other for life and death. We are one heart and one body!"

His voice is very soft, but every word is bitten hard, as if it has been carved through thousands of years.

"—you're looking for the secret of Ion Apocalypse, aren't you?"

Otto stopped flipping through the book, and he glanced coldly at the face that was exactly the same as his childhood self, without speaking.

"Hahaha! I knew it! I knew it!" Otto's reaction indirectly confirmed Void Wanzang's guess, he laughed like a winner: "Yan Apocalypse has a thousand worlds remaining on his body. One multiplied 'beacon', you want to use the 'beacon' to invert the position of the second key of God in this world."

"Otto, Otto, you really didn't disappoint me! Even after 500 years, your purpose is still unwavering, even in the face of your own son."

"Your persistence makes me admire, and your madness makes me regret."

Void Wanzang's tone involuntarily changed into that of an orator, just like Otto in the past.

Otto looked at him quietly all the time, his face sinking like water.

"Unfortunately, you are going to die."

Void Wanzang said suddenly.