Dreams and dramas [entertainment circles]

The emerald green hanging screen swayed slightly, and was silently lifted away, as if there was a breeze blowing by. The scene behind the hanging screen disappeared before people had time to see it clearly. I only remember the long snow-white hair reaching the ground, and A statue overlooking all living beings from a high place.

Phycilis looked sideways at the hanging screen that blocked everything.In order to prevent Phycilis from gaining the power of belief of the Celestial Clan and escape from this world, the God of Creation asked the only first emperor in the Celestial Clan who knew the truth at that time to set up this vertical road made of "greenness of the sky". screen, trapping the real body of Physilis in the statue behind the screen.

At the same time, a maze was set up, and the tribe was ordered not to peep or look directly at the true face of the "God", and offenders would be punished severely.

However, the god worshiped internally and externally by the Celestial Clan is still the "God of Creation" rather than Physilis, the "God of Destruction".

Once upon a time, during the short waking day, Phycilis was trapped behind the hanging screen, listening to the chanting of the Celestial Clan, the belief of the Celestial Clan, and the begging of the Celestial Clan.

Whenever the Celestial Clan sighed for the "miracle" that hadn't appeared for a long time, Physilis' lips were full of irony.

bless?A god who has been dead for an unknown amount of time, where can he find protection?

If it hadn't been too many years, the labyrinth has long since failed, and the "greenness of the sky" can only restrain his real body but cannot lock his spirit body, Physilis can only sit in a deserted place. On the boring high platform, I kept sleeping and waking up again and again, bored.

He finally, temporarily got rid of this kind of life.

Phycilis lowered her eyes, unable to see her expression clearly, and stretched out her hand to stroke the "greenness of the sky".

The greenness of the sky is the only thing that can lock God.

The extremely slight and rhythmic footsteps approached, but Physilis didn't respond at all. He was a spirit body, and even the Celestial Clan couldn't see it.

Logically speaking, the high priest should have come here at this time, but...

"Who?" A cold question came from behind.

A wave flashed across Phycilis' eyes, and after turning around, he saw the most noble color in the world, gold.

The golden straight hair hangs down to the knees, and it should be a warm color, but it exudes a cold aura under the light, just like its owner's pair of cold jade-like green eyes, without a trace of popularity.

【He has the most beautiful face in the world, the brightest blond hair, and the deepest green eyes. 】

——Emperor of the Celestial Clan, Ansair.

"As expected, Ansair." Physilis smiled slightly, with satisfaction flashing across his eyes.

As expected of the son of luck in this world, being able to see his spirit body showed the difference of Ansair.

Ansair, who was a teenager, was wary and suspicious: "Who are you?" is one of several candidates.How could this person know this name.

Physilis walked down the steps in front of the screen slowly: "I can see your past and future."

"What you expect, what you want to change, I can help you do it."

"You are a prophet?" Ansair remained calm and calm, "How do you prove it?"

He neither admitted that he was "Ansair", nor did he pretend to be confused and confused, and asked straight to the point that he was most concerned about.

Phycilis pondered for a while, recalling some details she saw in that book.

"In the 5000 million years of the Celestial Clan's calendar, Ernos was designated as one of the twelve crown princes and changed his name to Ansair."

"Am I right? You came back from the chaotic time and space, Your Highness Ansair."

Ansair's pupils constricted violently. He stared at the calm, silver-white long-haired "Prophet" for a long while, and suddenly laughed. The laughter gradually became louder and he couldn't restrain himself.The secret that he thought he would rot in his heart all his life was just said by the person in front of him in a casual tone, as if he was throwing something unimportant casually from above, never caring about other people's feelings.

The silver-haired man watched him quietly until he finished laughing, until he calmed down, and there was no wave in the red pupils on his fair face from the beginning to the end.Indifferent and aloof.

Ansair hated his appearance, and asked coldly, "Why did you help me?"

The red pupils flickered, and Physilis tilted his head and said, "Because I will turn to you for help in the future, and only you can help me."

Ansair didn't believe a word of his words, but still said: "In that case, what can you help me?"

"I……"

"Can you let me ascend the throne? Can you help me increase my prestige? Can you cure my people of their illness? Can you bless the heavenly clan forever?"

Physilis frowned gradually as he asked questions one after another. He couldn't see the sarcasm in Ansair's eyes, and he didn't even realize that it was the other party's making things difficult. Instead, he began to think about the solution seriously.

For his own purpose, these are indeed to be achieved, but he is the god of destruction, he can only give the power of destruction, other prestige, safety, and health are not his duties.

This was the first time the mighty God of Destruction realized that responding to the so-called "demand" was not so easy, no wonder he didn't have a single believer.

Physilis thought for a while, under Ansair's scorching gaze, he loosened his brows, and said coldly: "I will do it." No matter what, Ansair couldn't let Ansair see that he could do nothing but destroy Nothing!

"……your name?"

"Physilis." Physilis has his own considerations in deciding to tell the truth by his real name. After all, no one knows that he is a god unless he goes to see the introduction under the statue behind the vertical screen. The name "Physilis" was created long ago. The moment the world god gave up, he was removed from the scroll.

"Fei, Si...Less." Ansair slowly said the name, a force was preventing him from saying the name, but this force was too weak, so he only took a few seconds Kung fu overcomes this inexplicable sense of repulsion.Ansair attributed this weak but real invisible force to the specialness of the prophet.

Ansair seemed to temporarily accept Physilis's identity, and asked many questions about himself or the "prophet".

Physilis thought about the contents of the book, and answered if he could answer, and kept silent if he couldn't, and Ansair would know what was interesting and stop asking.

For Ansair, it is best to keep such a dangerous person who knows his secrets by his side, so Physilis, whom he called externally, is his instructor, and the instructor of the candidate for the throne can be chosen by himself. But after he is selected as "His Royal Highness", the Celestial Clan royal family will send professional instructors to replace the original instructors.

Ansair, who was explaining to the high priest, did not notice that the figure of the "teacher" shrouded in the black cloak behind him was distorted and lost for a moment.

After several trials, Physilis was able to confirm that only Ansair could see his spirit body, but Ansair didn't know this, and instead gave him the identity of a teacher, so that others could see clearly With his own body shape, Phycillis forcibly semi-materialized the spirit body, and then put on a cloak to pretend to be a person. However, this form will not last long, and it will bring huge damage to Phycillis' spirit body. pain.

Physilis raised his head, glanced at the scorching sun, raised his hand to wipe off the cold sweat from his forehead, his face was calm and indifferent.He had never thought of it before, and he would actually sweat.

With eyes downcast slightly, Physilis stepped up to follow the Celestial Clan attendant who led him to his residence.

Ansair only told the others that Physilis was the teacher, but facing the high priest, after covering up his own rebirth, he revealed everything else.

In the last life, the high priest fought with him to the end, and it was the high priest who sacrificed himself that gave him a chance to escape the siege, but he still did not escape...

Ansair concealed the cold hatred in his eyes.

If it was said that the person Ansair trusted most in this world was the High Priest.

"This man's origin is unknown. How could you bring him back so easily?" The high priest frowned and sighed, looking at the cold and stubborn face of the young man in front of him, but he was helpless against Ansair. Proud disciple, "Forget it, I will hide this matter for you. Don't tell anyone else, even the king...don't tell me. As for the 'prophet', I will tell you after I have seen it." Intend."

When Physilis saw Ansair and the high priest again, it was already after the Celestial Clan's dinner.

Phycilis stared at the high priest through the cloak with red eyes.

The high priest has already served two consecutive terms as kings, and Ansair is the third term. The life span is unknown. However, the high priest does not look like someone who has lived for so long. His long jet-black hair is carefully pulled up , the sea-blue pupils seem to encompass the whole world, and Sai Xue's face like cherry blossoms is more like a god than Phicilis's handsome face.

Physilis recalled that in the book, the high priest was Ansair's most trusted person, and at the same time——

And the most precious person.

Before the last chapter, Ansair had already held hands with the High Priest who was his teacher in name and also his subject, and confessed his love.

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【"I rely on you, I respect you, I love you."

"Compared to the so-called gods, I am more willing to believe in you."

"...you are the only light in my life, if I lose you, I can't take another step forward in the dark night."

"...please have mercy on me, please listen to me, please love me."

"...I only beg you in the name of Ansair."]

【The most honorable emperor lowered his proud head, just to ask for a response, from his teacher and his lover. 】

——Excerpt from "Original Text"

The author has something to say: the "person" in the article is just a reference, not necessarily a human being.

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Author: ah ah ah ah love stories are so difficult to write, why do I have to write love stories when I'm single [lay down]

ps: This article will be more complete and will not be pitted.

☆, 162. Gods that only belong to the king ([-])

It turns out that Ansair has a hidden teacher fetish?

Physilis swept over Ansair calmly, but after staying for half a second, Ansair looked over keenly, and the corners of his lips curled up in an unclear way: "Teacher, what are we learning today?"

"Don't call me teacher," Xu Shi realized that his tone was too blunt, Physilis said under Ansair's scrutinizing eyes, "you don't need to call me that."

"That can't be done, it's disrespect to the teacher." Ansair said lightly.

"I don't have much respect in my heart, even if I say respect verbally, it's false."

Ansair looked over coldly, and Physilis looked straight into his eyes, as if he had seen through everything: "There is always only one teacher in your heart, isn't there?" No need to do it.

Ansair's eyes flickered slightly, and he took the lead to look away: "You know a lot."

"Didn't you say that?" Physilis looked out of the window, and there were more guards outside, "I am a prophet."

"Since you promised to assist me, why do you always disappear, Mr. Prophet?" Ansair turned the pen in his hand, his eyes were deep.

"I have my own things to do." Physilis obviously didn't want to tell Ansair what he did during the period of time when he disappeared every day.

Ansair really wanted to kill this dangerous person who repeatedly crossed his bottom line, but he couldn't, he was not yet the emperor who gave orders with one word.Leaving aside the suspicion caused by the sudden disappearance of the teacher, the strength of this prophet named "Phycilis" is also unfathomable.

No matter how many guards he had in place, the man was always able to leave quietly and come back openly, as if mocking his incompetence.

Seeing Ansair leave with a cold face, Physilis breathed a sigh of relief - today's content can wait until tomorrow.

He couldn't tell Ansair that every time he used his spirit body to transform out, it was to learn and absorb in time all the examples and knowledge related to "prestige, health, and peace" that he didn't know before.

God's memory and super comprehension have been used by him in this regard. If other gods are still there, they will probably be ashamed to be with him.But speaking of which, even if he hadn't, they hadn't been with him.

Physilis thought of Ansair's inner dissatisfaction, because he omitted a section, he didn't have to go out today, but...

"You said he wants the authority of the Celestial Clan's library?" Ansair pondered for a while, and agreed. Compared with the other party going to a place he didn't know and leaving the scope of his control, he was more willing to stay in the library with Physilis in the hall.

One day passed, Physilis came out of the library when the sky was dim, and Ansair rushed over from the auditorium immediately after receiving the news.

"You're out."

Physilis noticed a serious look on Ansair's face: "What's the matter? Call me for something."

"I want to ask you a few questions."

Ansair said that a disease has recently appeared in the territory of the Celestial Clan, but this disease has never appeared in the history of the Celestial Clan. What makes Ansair face it is that this incident has never occurred in his previous life. Could it be that Does it mean that if he changes his destiny, will it change accordingly?

Ansair realizes that rebirth doesn't necessarily bring all benefits.

In other words, the occurrence of this epidemic may also be brought by this person.

Physilis didn't notice that Ansair looked at him with some scrutiny and suspicion, and compared the situation when the epidemic happened in his heart, he thought with some uncertainty that this seemed to represent the god of plague. One of the curses is somewhat similar.

As one of the few gods that he needs to deal with, Physilis doesn't actually remember the appearance and character of the plague god. It's only because the death that the plague god often brings is related to his power system, so he has a little understanding .

However, after Physilis told Ansair that this disease might be a plague, before Ansair could speak, the high priest on the side first expressed his disbelief.The Celestial Clan is blessed by the gods. Unlike other races, they will not get the plague. Compared with this, the high priest believes that someone has cast a curse.

"It can also be regarded as a curse." Physilis didn't deny it. Seeing that Ansier didn't speak, he knew that Ansier, of the two, might agree with the high priest's words more, which made him feel a little unhappy, but he didn't Expressed it, Rarely explained, "The curse of the God of Plague is manifested through plague or other diseases."

"How can this disease be cured?" Ansair asked in a deep voice.

"You have to look at the specific situation to know that different diseases require different things."

When the high priest was looking for the sick person, Physilis summoned the blond man who was also about to leave: "The God of Plague has long since died, and the plague of the Celestial Clan appeared so suddenly, it may be because someone took the God of Plague The things below are messed up."

"Well, I see." Ansair said coldly, and left without looking back.

All the attendants of the Celestial Clan could feel the alienation and indifference of Ansair, who had just been named His Highness, towards the teacher in the name, but Physilis himself didn't seem to mind this.

Of course, Physilis could feel that Ansair's attitude towards him was not good, but this was not important to him, and it was even beneficial.The worse Ansair's attitude towards him is, the more likely his goals will be realized in the future.

But Physilis soon realized he was wrong.Because as long as the high priest is there, no matter how much Ansair hates the gods, he will not commit any act of killing the gods. This is not only because the high priest is a faithful believer of the gods, but also because the high priest would status will suffer a devastating blow.

The existence of the high priest is to communicate with the gods, and even if there is no god, the high priest naturally does not need to exist.

When Physilis realized this, he had already had a huge conflict with the high priest, and it was self-evident which side Ansair would stand on.

As a god who was only used as a blade and then discarded, Phicilis never thought of considering other people's feelings in the past, and therefore, when the high priest was obsessed with the Celestial Clan and would not get sick, Phicilis didn't want to entangle, so he He said directly: "God? Are you really sure that your god still exists?"

The high priest's face suddenly turned pale: "What do you mean?!"

Ansair had a bad feeling the moment Physilis blurted out his words, and swung the others away immediately. He supported the black-haired priest who seemed to have suffered a huge blow, and stared closely at Physilis' pupils. Full of cold.

Physilis was caught by his gaze, and even though he didn't need to breathe, he didn't understand what the emotion was surging in his heart just now.

Seeing that Physilis had received his warning, Ansair looked away and looked at the high priest with an unclear expression, with concern and worry hidden in his eyes: "Gals..."

The high priest came to his senses when he heard Ansair call his name.Ansair hoped that the high priest could go to rest first, but the high priest persistently wanted to get an answer from Phycilis, the "prophet".

"Why...you say that?" Gals brushed Ansair away from his hand, trying to grab Physilis's arm, but Physilis swerved away and only grabbed the cloak. He was too close to Physilis, and through the shadow of the cloak, he saw those blood-ruby eyes.

Silver hair and red eyes...

Something flashed through his mind, but he paid too much attention to the information related to the disappearance of the gods, and the high priest didn't think about other things.

Phycilis saw Ansair, who was turned away from the High Priest, give him a warning and cold glance, he lowered his flickering eyelashes to cover the look in his eyes, and asked obediently: "What do you want to know?" ?”

The high priest was stunned for a moment, and pursed his lips: "My God, have you really... gone away?" In the end, the high priest still refused to use words such as disappearance.

Physilis was silent for a while, he couldn't lie, and replied evasively: "It's my fault that I didn't explain clearly, the god enshrined in the altar has indeed not disappeared yet." But, it will be soon.

"What you said is true?"

"...The prophet cannot lie." However, the imprisoned god in the altar is not the one they believe in piously, and the prophet cannot indeed lie, although he has never admitted that he is a prophet.

He did not lie.

there has never been.

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"I didn't lie, I didn't kill him." Kneeling on the ground, the silver-haired red-eyed god in cold armor said in an extremely cold voice.

However, no god would believe him, a sinful god who was suppressed on the altar.

"Father God, what Physilis has done is too bad! It has affected the balance of the world long ago. After beheading the elf god who is also a god, he still tried to quibble, without any remorse!" One of the gods is the most straightforward and righteous. The beast god said very angrily, "I think he should be imprisoned under the abyss, in the sea of ​​suffering, and above purgatory, and he will never come back!"

In fact, the Beast God hoped that Phicilis could die even more, but fighting among the higher gods was forbidden, which made other gods even more disgusted and hated Phicilis who could kill wantonly.

Amidst the echoing voices of the other gods, Physilis looked up at the god sitting on the highest platform.He didn't lie, and he couldn't lie. This was a restriction imposed on him by the Creator God, and only the two gods knew about it.

Moreover, he only injured the elf god, not even a serious injury. He didn't know where the elf god went.

Physilis knew that these gods would not believe no matter what he said, but as long as the Supreme God spoke, all the gods would be convinced, no matter if it was true or false.

In fact, this is not the first time Phicilis has killed a god, but there are high and low gods. In the past, Phicilis killed only demigods. Even if he died, it would only make the gods fear and reject Phicilis. One more point.But this time, what he killed was the elf god, one of the eight main gods.

The God of Creation had already protected Phycilis many times, and his long silence made the other gods think that this time he had done useless work again, and it was just a pity for the dead elf god.

As a friend of the Elf God, the Beast God reluctantly wanted to speak again, but all the gods heard the Supreme God who hadn't spoken for a long time, and sighed slowly.

The Supreme God stepped down from the altar and slowly walked towards the silver-haired god who was bound by chains on the altar. He knew that this kind of chains could not restrain Phycilis at all, but he did not break free because of his order.

The power of the God of Destruction is much stronger than the other gods present.If these gods knew that Phycilus could easily make their existence disappear forever, could they still ask for the imprisonment of Phycilis so calmly?

Chuangshi Shen thought so, and a smile crossed his lips. This smile is so kind and tolerant in the eyes of all gods.

Seeing his most revered figure, Phycilis bent down in front of him, stroked his blood-stained long hair, gently wiped the golden blood from the tip of his hair, and said very softly.

"Under the abyss, in the sea of ​​suffering, and above purgatory, that's where fallen angels stay, not Phycilis."

Physilis' pupils narrowed, and he heard the soft voice of the gods coming into his mind.

"Physilis, the grievances of the gods have affected the operation of the world...you will help me, right?"

There is no doubt about this sentence.

Physilis stared at Chuangshi Shen for a while, then slowly, slowly, lowered his head.

He spread his wings.

——The pure white and flawless wings, exuding the most sincere golden light of faith, were dyed black from the root, and spread rapidly until the entire pair of wings turned black like ink.

The silver-haired god lowered his head, he heard the surprised and malicious voices of other gods, and felt the stinging divine power, the divine power that destroyed his divine body was so familiar and unfamiliar, his head lowered even more.

No god saw it, and in the eyes of Phycilis, who was half kneeling on the ground, there was a light like blood.

——【If this is your wish, I will obey... my god. 】

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Physilis, the sharpest blade in the hands of Creation God.

The first "Fallen God" of the abyss.

A deity deprived of divine power.

More like a believer in a Creator God than a god.

Foolish and loyal, being used without knowing the so-called.

☆, 163. Gods only belong to the king ([-])

Physilis has never been weak, for this world, he seems to be born lacking the passion he should have.In the abyss, he also hated the world, hated the gods, and hated the supreme god who gave up himself.But all the emotions were exhausted in a long time.

Calm and dull.

If it hadn't been for Chuang Shi Shen to find him again for the survival of the Celestial Clan, he might never recall the anger that was used.

He is not reconciled, he is negative.For the Celestial Clan that the Chuangshi God wants to protect, he can't look at it with a normal heart.The God of Creation drew his divine power to guarantee the reproduction of the Celestial Clan. Phicilis had no way to destroy the Celestial Clan with his own hands, and was unwilling to compromise easily, so he could only ignore it.

Physilis seriously thought about it. In the first life that Ansair experienced, it was impossible for Phicilis to stab Ansair in that life, because he simply couldn't do it.But he's got his hands on the sidelines for sure.

If you can't directly target them, then borrow a knife to kill someone.In that life, I must have seen the world luck in the heroine Felice, knowing that this person can achieve the goal I want, and it is very likely that I gave a helping hand as Ansair guessed.It's just not because he fell in love with the heroine Felice, but because he wanted the Celestial Clan to perish.

Only Physilis knew that after the Celestial Clan perished, he would disappear together.Then there are no gods in the world.

Physilis wanted to die, or rather, he didn't know why he was alive.

In this life, the son of destiny is Ansair, and Ansair is the leader of the Celestial Clan. It is impossible for the Celestial Clan to perish.In order to escape from the captivity of eternal life, Phycilis had to find other ways.

At the beginning, Physilis only paid a little attention to Ansair, and immediately made a plan in his mind after seeing him.In the book that does not explain the ending, Ansair lifted the screen, and his resentment towards God reached its peak. So can Physilis expect that, following the development, Ansair, the son of destiny, can find Way to kill him the god.

An ending without an ending brings more than expectations. Physilis can say that another possibility that makes him repel or even fear is to be imprisoned again, deeper and more lonely.

This possibility is very high. If the Celestial Clan does not have the divine protection of the gods, it is very likely that they will gradually decline like other races.Physilis couldn't believe that Ansair was so clever that he couldn't see this.

As long as he thinks that he will be under house arrest and then provide divine power without limit, Physilis' originally godless eyes are even more hollow.

He would rather die himself.He expects himself to die.

But he is in charge of death, and... new life.

This is the reason why he became the last surviving god, and it is also the source of his numbness to this day.

Physilis refused to think about that possibility, and he also wanted to prevent that possibility from happening, so he chose Ansair.

It's just that something happened in the middle, such as this epidemic, such as the high priest.

"The epidemic in the city has been brought under control, and this is the last seriously ill patient."

Physilis said softly, and with a swipe of his divine sense, he understood the situation.He saw the high priest in the distance put down his body and smiled gently at the sick child, like an angel in the sun.He saw Ansair watching the High Priest's focused eyes beside him.

Something whizzed past in his chest, and Physilis seemed to hear someone wailing in his ears. This deep emotion even infected him, causing his brows to wrinkle slightly, and his eyes revealed a bit of displeasure.

From the corner of his eye, Ansair noticed the slightly pursed thin lips under the cloak, and he turned slightly sideways, blocking Physilis' gaze from looking at the high priest: "I see, you go back and rest."

Physilis glanced at him indifferently, suppressed the inexplicable churning emotions, turned and left.He didn't like the feeling of being controlled by emotions at all, maybe, he should stay away from Ansair.

The back of Quietly leaving made Ansair have the urge to catch up for a moment, but it was only for a moment.After recovering from his senses, Ansair's body felt even more icy because of his strange mood, and it softened only when he looked at the black-haired priest.

"Your Highness," the chief guard came over and saluted, "Your Majesty summons you."

Physilis didn't go anywhere, his favorite place to stay now was the library.Although he memorized all these books, memorizing does not mean understanding.

Physilis liked the moment of peace he found in the book more and more. Being immersed in it, he was able to ignore everything, including the spirit body that was getting more and more painful and clamoring for the limit, and the guards surrounded by layers outside the window.

One of the guards in charge of monitoring Physilis blinked, only to realize that the man in the black cloak was still flipping through the books. He had made a mistake and saw the figure of that man disappear for a moment.

It wasn't until someone summoned that Physilis suddenly put down the books and walked out of the library.I don't know if it's someone else's illusion, but the graceful chin exposed under the shadow of the cloak seems to be even paler.

Not an illusion.

Physilis stared at his translucent fingertips, hesitant.It took a long time to show up today, he was hesitating whether to follow the guard's summons to meet Ansair in the main hall, he didn't want others to see a person disappearing suddenly.

Time does not allow much consideration, Physilis quietly avoided the pushing hand of the waiting impatient guards, and walked forward.His spirit body is manifest, yes, but it is still a spirit body, and everything will pass through except dead things.Except for the cloak, which Phycillis asked Ansair for, and it was the real thing.

"Hurry up, don't keep His Highness waiting!"

The guard's rude tone made Physilis frowned slightly, and when he got to the main hall, he realized that this rudeness was not limited to just one guard.To be precise, none of the Celestial Clan, including the High Priest and Ansair, treated him with real respect.

Having figured this out, Physilis' eyes sank, and a scarlet light flashed past.He silently listened to Ansair introducing the real teacher sent by the king beside him, feeling the contempt in the eyes of the teacher nodding, his heart burned even more.

Physilis ignored the teacher's hand and didn't take a step forward. He stood there and said coldly, "Ansair, I have something to tell you."

Ansair frowned, feeling deeply rebuked by the disgraceful instructor, "Presumptuous! Your Highness's name is what you can call it?!"

The hall was silent for a few seconds. Physilis looked at Ansair's indifference, and suddenly smiled. The indifferent and mocking voice caught Gou Ansair's ears, and his heart skipped a beat.

Ansair looked at the silver-haired man ten meters away. He couldn't see the expression in the man's shadow clearly, so he intuitively stood up and walked towards him.He didn't know what he was going to do, but subconsciously wanted to catch something to suppress the unknown panic that flashed deep in his soul.

"You're right, I shouldn't have called him by his name." There was nothing in Physilis' voice, but a trace of disappointment and sarcasm flashed through the corners of his mouth, "Because he doesn't need me to do anything, but only I think He and I are equal in status and mutually beneficial, how ridiculous!" The deal was unequal from the very beginning, Ansair was just jealous of him, guarding against him, and monitoring him.

Only he foolishly thinks that every effort he puts in is useful, and that every time he sneaks out to learn something he doesn't like, it's worth it.But he didn't think about it, how could Ansair, who had lived two lives, not know about this, but was just happy to see him make a fool of himself.

This reminded Physilis of some bad memories, and at the same time, the inexplicable sadness that began to control his mind made him even more irritable, and he blurted out faster——

☆, 164. The gods that belong only to kings ([-])

"Our great Highness Ansair, since you don't need me as a teacher, then why should I stay here and obstruct your eyes?" A mocking and indifferent voice circulated in the hall, and with this At the same time, at the last moment when the voice fell, Physilis' figure instantly blurred and disappeared.

Having already walked in front of Physilis, Ansair, who stretched out his hand suddenly but didn't grab anything, shrank his pupils suddenly, turned his back to everyone, and the "Don't go" that almost blurted out in his throat was firmly pressed back into his chest cavity by him. .

Ansair gritted his teeth, anger and fear and indescribable panic swirled in his heart.The temperature in the hall suddenly dropped several degrees, and it was extremely quiet for a while.

The hand that had been put down was clenched into a fist by his side. Ansair was sure that he had caught up. Before he had a bad feeling, he reached out to catch Physilis, but, like wearing a Passing through the man's body as if passing through the air, Ansair met the man's final but distant gaze. The beautiful red gemstone eyes were full of indifference and killing intent that he suppressed for some reason.

It suddenly became clear that Physilis had never trusted him.

Two people who have no mutual trust and support can only go their own way in the end.With the arrogance hidden under Phycilis' indifference, he will never come back!

After figuring this out, there was a "hum" in the brain as if it had been hit hard, and the howling wind came from the cold body.