[Count of Monte Cristo] Archon

Chapter 45

Edmund, who was waiting in the outer starry sky, was the first to notice something was wrong.The soul contract between him and Ulysses was incomplete, but he could still feel Ulysses' mood and situation through it.Ulysses had been in a bad mood since becoming a god, so Edmund didn't take the anger and self-pity he felt seriously.

After all, Ulysses is only 17 years old this year, and has always been isolated from the outside world. Although he is smart and cautious, he is essentially just a young man who bears the hatred of the country and family, but has not yet grown up.The appearance of Edmund can be said to have subverted his entire world, and even his beliefs. After becoming a god, he did not have a mental breakdown immediately, which is already regarded as mental fortitude. Edmond even boasted shamelessly, thinking that This is all due to him - he is so handsome and powerful, how could Ulysses give up the chance to be a partner with him and drive himself into a mental breakdown?

In fact, he was a little aware of his relationship with the God of Contract, so he didn't think Shustar would cheat himself in such an important contract task.If Ulysses didn't have the ability to become a god, how could Shustar so easily promise the priesthood?Even what Lilith said was right, even Ulysses' appearance was such a coincidence—blond hair and gray eyes, beautiful appearance.Edmund would never believe that this is not the bee-candidate that Hustahl has long been interested in.

But when he was complacently thinking about what to do next, Ulysses' mutation suddenly came through the contract.Before Edmund could react, there was a sharp pain on his wrist, and the bone pen was pulled out by a large invisible hand, piercing Edmond's heart swiftly and fiercely.

There was severe pain in the soul, and the vitality of the body was quickly cut off. Edmond barely returned to his half-plane with the little power he had left.This body formed by the law of contract has completely withered, and he can only return to his original body.After barely recovering, he went to the God of Contract through the space gate, wanting to know what happened.

The seat of the contract god was still deserted and empty. On the tall seat of the god sat a handsome god with silver hair and gray eyes. His long hair intertwined with the hem of his robe, spreading out a gorgeous starlight on the steps.But Hustal obviously looked much better than the last time Edmund saw him, and the two strands of long hair that had been cut short by his sideburns had grown back to their original length before he knew it...

Edmund stared at him for a while, then stopped in the hall.Hustar raised his eyebrows slightly, and cast his eyes on the young demon: "Why don't you come forward, Asidia?"

"Respect... God of Contract." Edmond said slowly, "Is the recovery of your power related to the plane that was just destroyed?"

There was a cold smile on Hustar's lips.He said slowly: "Why should I destroy an unowned plane with huge resources? I am the god of contract and fate, Asidia. My power is obtained by fate. How much fate can be produced by a plane, You can't be unclear. Only when it's intact and thriving can I become healthier..."

"I just lost my partner and body in that plane, and the mission failed because of it. Dear Shustar, that plane has been completely destroyed, but you told me that it is intact and flourishing? Edmund sneered, his attitude no longer respectful, "Maybe you just lied to me about one thing, and didn't tell me that you also have the Godhead of the God of Destruction!"

Hustal frowned slightly, and said affirmatively: "You are being willful."

"Isn't this what you just expected to see?" Edmund said mockingly, "A young, brainless, impulsive and willful demon lord... I can even tell the plan. First of all, of course, the God of Contract Acquired a dragon egg, no matter how he got it, and realized that it would just make a useful tool, so he raised it, manipulated his fate, and made him the seventh lord of the abyss ..."

"Fate is always fair." Shustar said coldly.

"But the contract is not necessarily." Edmund replied: "I have thousands of ways to tell you how to avoid the risks that a contract can bring. Are you interested in listening?"

Hustar turned his head slightly: "But what reason do I have to do this?"

"There is no need for any reason." Edmond said coldly, "As long as you are willing."

They looked at each other for a while, and Hustar sighed.Edmund continued: "...Then when he grows up, the opportunity that the founding god thinks is right has arrived. He designed a contract summon that didn't exist, chose a world, an unlucky character, and modified it randomly. His fate, perhaps just added a little something to the fate line... Then this unlucky character summoned the pawn he had arranged, uttered a plausible wish, and guided the pawn to follow the setting of the God of Contract I should have thought about it a long time ago, demons will be stupid sometimes. Things are so obvious, if from the beginning, such a once-in-a-lifetime summoning can take advantage of loopholes, why did the demons before me Didn’t you find out? Although my father lost to you, with his ability, wouldn’t it be very difficult to create a demiplane?”

"So? What do you want to express, Edmond?" Shustar said unhurriedly, "Have you been deceived by me? Everything is false? Then what? Do you want to assert your rights?"

Edmund looked up at him, but suddenly said a digression: "Shustal, your throne is very beautiful."

Hustahl's eyes could not help but fall on Edmund's face.Edmond's voice was low, but it was very clear in the empty hall: "...it's just such a majestic and beautiful throne, why did you start using it 2000 years ago? Why since then... no matter the memory of the gods , or the ancient books of human beings, all clearly show, 'The god of contract killed the evil bone dragon Edmund, and determined to keep his soul forever'?"

"What if it's because I got hurt?"

"You and I both know that this reason is not valid." Edmond said softly, "Why are you never willing to stand up in front of me... Shustar? The God of Law really died because he offended you Is it?"

long silence.

Hustar sighed.

Edmund looked at him intently.The God of Contract has a perfect face, which is unmistakably handsome without losing the majesty of a god.He always seems to be tired of being entangled by fate, often just like a thinking scale, indifferent and high above, always elusive.

Edmund had thought he knew him.Since he was conscious, he has been here with Shustar for hundreds of years, thousands of years... He thought he understood Shustar's love for him, so he acted unscrupulously and recklessly.But now he finds that the person in front of him is so strange. His silver hair is like a pool of moonlight splashing up the steps, his eyes are like thousands of stars sitting at the bottom, and the appearance of the god has not changed at all, but he feels that he has never known Xiu. Starr.

"...My soul was hurt." He said hoarsely, "The devil's pen hurt me in turn, and forcibly stripped me from the contract. If it wasn't like this, maybe because of Ulysses, I would Will be hurt more than other lords. What the hell are you thinking, Shustar?"

Hustar stood up.The watery long hair slipped from his shoulders, making his shoulders straight and elegant: "I just don't want you to die, Edmond."

"You called me Edmond several times." Edmond approached him step by step, looking up at the face of the god, "Why don't you call me Asidia anymore?"

"...a pointless question."

"You know it makes sense." Edmund walked up the steps.He bypassed those winding long hair and walked up from the side.Step after step, he finally saw the entire face of the seat of God.The moment he saw it, he laughed.

The pale seat of the god was polished very smooth, but the appearance of bones can still be seen.There is a phantom inlaid on the back of the chair, it is a roaring bone dragon, ferocious and ferocious, just like Edmund himself.

Hustar turned to look at him.Edmund said softly: "There has never been an Edmond II, right?"

Hustar's eyelashes fluttered.Edmund stroked the armrest of the throne, and said: "There has never been any 'coincidence', 'coincidence'...with the most beautiful woman in the world, Ulysses, right?"

Hustar remained silent.Edmund smiled: "...Correct it, if it is Ryan's number one beauty, Shustar, everything can be established."

"...So what?" Hustar looked at him, "You are delusional, Edmond. This is impossible."

"What would be impossible? A body that perfectly suits my taste? A perfect identity? If dozens of liches can create a god who can master the power of the source, why are you still sitting here? " Edmund said, laughing again, "Why did you recover your power once Ulysses died? Where did the divine power you lost go 2000 years ago? When I came last time, you lost it again Where did the divine power go?"

He shook his fingers with great interest, and said, "It's all a cover, a cover. Shustar, you are just bullying that I am younger than you."

"...you are delusional." Shustar repeated, "God has no soul. Moreover, Ulysses is also real."

"Yeah, what a perfect truth! Why did you only react to one word? Why couldn't you hold back your anger at that time? Why did you blew yourself up so easily even though there was original divine power stabilizing you?" Demon asked back one after another, and took another step forward.He stood in front of Shustal, and the distance between the two was no more than a palm, "I am familiar with Ulysses, Shustal... It is easy for me to dispel my suspicions, after all, I am too familiar with that body gone."

They looked at each other closely.Hustahl refused to give an inch: "You have overstepped, Edmond."

"But you have to find a way to calm my anger."

Edmund smiled softly, but his voice was full of danger: "Ten years? Hundred years? Thousand years? You can choose yourself, Shustar..."

Shustar trembled, and a light powder gradually spread from his neck: "You—"

"The founding god is not without weaknesses." Edmond said slowly, "Since I am an ambitious, treacherous and cunning abyssal demon, how can I believe you without reservation?"

The demon poked out the tip of his bright red tongue, swept it across his lips meaningfully, and said in an evil voice, "Marriage contract tastes good, Ulysses?"

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