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Gods Only Belonging to Kings (End)

"Foli..."

The clear and somewhat familiar voice made Fuli open her eyes weakly and tiredly. When she saw that person, she smiled softly and couldn't stop the tears from falling from her eyes.

Phycilis silently placed the child in her arms beside her.

Fuli struggled to wrap her small body in her arms, gently rubbed the child's short hair, and buried her face in the hair: "Apa..."

"It's okay, Appa, Mom is here to accompany you."

The delicate woman smiled, and the sadness in her heart dissipated with the death, maybe it was because she didn't have to live so tired anymore.

In this world, why do people like war?

Obviously war brings only pain.

Ansair wanted to take Phycilis away for the time being, and he would let people deal with the following matters. At least, the human body that Phycilis cared about could not be exposed to the wilderness.

Before leaving, the silver-haired man glanced at the mother and child in the dilapidated stone pile again, and suddenly stopped in his footsteps.

no, no...

"Still breathing..."

Ansair turned his head: "What?"

"There's still breathing...in Fuli's stomach!"

Xu held the hand that had been freed, and the young man who kept circling around Fu Li's body looked at him in panic: "What, what should I do?"

The blond king sighed and stepped closer.

I didn't expect that one day he would do something similar to delivering babies.

The rescued premature baby's face was blue and purple, and he cried miserably after his divine power was smooth.

The newborn baby didn't look good, but the silver-haired god's eyes were unbelievably soft, he held the baby unskillfully, and he was very careful.

Ansair looked at the young man tenderly, the young man suddenly paused for a moment, then looked up at him: "Ans."

"Ok?"

"My strength seems to have increased?"

The increase in Phycilis' power is not surprising, after all, there is a lot of death in this land every moment.To his surprise, what grew was not the power of "destruction", but "new life".

Physilis stared blankly at the baby in her arms, and understood something.At the moment of understanding, the "new life" seemed to be awakened, and softly but strongly suppressed all other forces, allowing Phycilis' spirit body to have a rare respite.

"It turns out that I've been thinking wrong all along." Physilis murmured.

He had never thought of "new life", and if he did, it was only disgusted by his inability to self-destruct.

"If you want to usher in a new life, you must die first." Ansair took a longer view than Physilis.This world has long been dilapidated, and it will be sooner or later that it will be thoroughly cleaned, but Physilis has caught up with it, and it has also burdened this soft-hearted god too much.

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In the era of destruction recorded by mankind, there was a silver-haired young man who tirelessly searched for and treated every survivor.

He taught them to cherish, taught them to be tolerant, and taught them to be gentle with the whole world.

He let them understand what a new life is, let them understand the greatness of guardianship, and let them understand everything brought about by the war.

He tried his best to prevent the war, and finally the war stopped, and he disappeared.

Those who survived fanatically believed in this lord.

[The smile on his lips is like the earliest breeze at the beginning of the world, blowing away all the evil and anxiety in the world;

His serene eyes are the most beautiful crimson morning stars in the vast sea of ​​stars, always guiding us in the dark night;

His pure silver hair is the most beautiful scenery woven by the gods with all their efforts...

……

We will never forget his name.

— Lord Phycilis. 】

—— "The Fallen Era: Master Phycilis Excerpts"

"Can you tell us the name of your lord?" The handsome young man with fanatical eyes stared at the silver-haired god sincerely.

"My name is Phycilis."

As soon as Physilis finished saying this, he was dragged away by Ansair with a dark face beside him.

All the people who stayed in the same place stared at this blond man with blue eyes who called himself a knight of adults with dissatisfaction, especially the handsome young man Fei De who just asked for his name, his eyes were burning with thick flames.

This man actually pulled Lord Phycilis so roughly with his rough hands!What happened to the blonde?Blonde is amazing!Change the world's meanest hair color to blonde tomorrow! !The most noble hair color in this world is silver hair! ! ——Brainless bragging from a group of Lord Phycilis.

"Ans, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Ansair chuckled in his heart, he really had enough of being in the world.That group of people challenged him every day and every now and then, and put eye drops on him in front of Fei Xi from time to time, almost saying that he had other plans!

more importantly!In order to make Feixi "transfer love", almost every day, dozens of people plan or implement "encounter" in front of Feixi in an unexpected way, and then have a shocking "fall in love"! !

Ansair: As if I were dead【Keko】

"Ficie," Ansair took Phicilis's hand, "The situation in the world is almost restored. If it seems too much to intervene, let's join the Celestial Clan. It just so happens that your body has also been cultivated."

Physilis hesitated for a moment, then nodded, not seeing the triumphant smile in the man's eyes.

If the group of people in the world knew whether it was the last time they saw Lord Phycilis, or it was because of some annoying man...

Everyone: Stop talking, let's fight! :)

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In a trance, decades fly by.For the human world, decades are long enough, but for some races, it is just the blink of an eye.

"Ficilis, Phicilis, Phicilis~~I want to go to the world to play~Why don't you go with me~ okay~" Elena, the demon princess, pulled the young man's long sleeves and acted like a spoiled child.

Phicilis was so entangled by her that she nodded helplessly.

"Yeah!" Elena made a scissorhands in her heart, and before she had time to be happy, she heard an annoying voice.

"Okay, then I'll go together." Ansair, who came over and just heard him, took off the cloak on his shoulders and said with a half-smile.

Elena's expression immediately collapsed, she pouted dissatisfiedly: "Aren't you the emperor of the heavenly clan? The emperor should have a lot of things to do, right? Do you have time to go to the human world with us?"

"Of course I won't delay what I have to do. For the rest," Ansair brushed back the young man's long silver-white hair that reached the ground, and said lightly, "I don't think the Celestial Clan are all trash."

After he finished speaking, he looked up at her again: "What's more, I don't want Fei Xi to clean up the mess for you."

Elena, the wayward little princess who was wantonly destroying among the demons, curled her lips: "No way." She just couldn't bear to let Phicilis work hard for her.

"Phycilis Phycilis~ I don't want this big devil to go with us~ He is so scary, have you forgotten that he let Elena go to the abyss last time? He made Elena do such a terrible thing QAQ "Eileen held her mouth shut, with an aggrieved expression on her face, put eye drops on Ansair, and looked at a certain man provocatively where Phycilis could not see.

"You have no right to refuse," Ansair said calmly, "If you don't agree, I will immediately contact Mozun to take you back."

"QAQ" big devil, Kouheng!

Physilis watched the two people's daily bickering with a smile, and left quietly before the two had any results.

After seeing the newborn Celestial children in the city, Phycilis went to the altar of the Celestials.

"Master High Priest, that person seems to be Lord Phycilis." Holding the sleeping child in her arms, the female Celestial Clan said softly.

The black-haired priest who had just finished praying for the child was slightly taken aback, then turned to look at the back of the silver-haired figure who was walking away.

After delivering the divine power to the Celestial Clan, the silver-haired god coughed slightly inaudibly.

"Your body..."

Physilis paused, turned around, and the high priest looked at him with a complicated expression: "Didn't you tell the king?"

Phycilis put down the hand covering her lips: "It's not a big problem."

Really?The high priest thought this way in his heart, obviously he didn't even notice that he followed him.

Sighing in his heart, the high priest Gals stepped forward and lowered his head: "I'm sorry."

Physilis was really surprised this time.

"I'm sorry for my disrespectful attitude towards you that time." The handsome priest lowered his blue eyes like the sea, "The existence of gods is too important for the Celestial Clan, no... for the sacrificial hall, so I... ..."

However, he valued the existence of the gods too much, but forgot the wishes of the gods, and even more forgot whether the dilapidated sacrificial hall still had the qualifications to worship the gods.

Until Ansair pulled him down from the high platform and fell to the flat ground, he saw with his own eyes the illusions he was covering up, and experienced those "little tricks" that he didn't care about at first.Only then did he suddenly understand that the sacrificial hall he blessed had become a quagmire that people in the know could not avoid.

He suddenly realized that the people he wanted to protect had been hurt so deeply because of what he had done.

He is not a qualified child of God, not a qualified priest, not even a qualified Celestial Clan.

There was no trace of emotion in the eyes of the silver-haired god. He looked over the repenting priest and looked behind him: "Your sorry, those who need it more than me are those who have been hurt by you."

The high priest seemed to realize it, and turned around suddenly, only to see a leaving figure.He tightened his grip on the scepter: "Muge..."

Muge used to be the most proud disciple of the high priest, he even brought the transparent child with him day and night, but in the end, he pushed him away with his own hands.

Subconsciously, he wanted to catch up, but when he heard a light cough behind him, the high priest paused, and said, "I think it's better to let the king know about your physical condition." After all, the king cares about you so much.

The silver-haired god just smiled slightly: "Gals, do you think that if one of the two must leave, then..."

"Is it the pain of those who leave, or the pain of those who stay?"

The high priest opened his lips, but finally left without saying a word.

of course,

It was the one who stayed.

He didn't want An Si to suffer, so he never thought about changing his physical condition.

Anse never thought about it either.

The silver-haired god looked at the man who was walking towards him from behind the hanging screen, and embraced affectionately.The two could only see each other in their eyes, and all other noises disappeared between their lips.

The life of a god is too long, even the Celestial Clan can't match it. If there is a day of death, he hopes to be at the same time as the other party.

That way, no one will stay.

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There is still a chapter in this world, about going to the world and the original heroine.