Godhead Steal [Comprehensive Lord Greece]

A little surprised that the thickness of the god's skin would make him feel uncomfortable, but in the end he looked away, put on a gentle smile again, carefully withdrew his hand under a pile of things, stretched out and gently touched the other's cheek , It can be regarded as a step down for the god who stretched his head.

"Let's go." Ali Kumon withdrew from Apollo's arms and continued to move towards his destination.

Looking at the back of Ali Kumon, Apollo took a deep breath, raised his hand and touched the place that Ali Kumon had just stroked, clicked his tongue, and finally raised his steps to follow.

When they arrived at the residence of King Troy, it happened that Paris was carried on a horse by a guard.

King Troy almost stopped breathing when he saw Apollo.

The face of the young city lord turned purple, and he did not feel relieved when he turned his gaze to Ali Kumeng—you must know that the wound on Paris's body is still there!

Although he never thought that this deity who had always been gentle would be as fickle as Paris said, but since it really happened, King Troy was still wary of the deity.

He still believes in his children very much.

Alikumon glanced at Apollo, who was feared by the Trojan king. Sure enough, the sun god frowned—those who have seen the sculpture of the previous Trojan king can probably guess the reason.

Not only because of the young city lord's attitude, but also because of his extremely similar appearance to his father.

The memory of the gods is not bad, especially for those who have offended them.

To put it bluntly, these gods are very vengeful and narrow-minded.

Apollo, who was sinned by the previous King of Troy, really couldn't feel any favor for the young man in front of him who was quite similar to his father.

Especially when he thought that Ali Kumon stayed in Troy because of the invitation of this human being, he became even more displeased with this young city-state lord.

Alicumon, who never felt that Apollo and the King of Troy could get along in harmony, shrugged. He was destined to be the peacemaker.

He turned his head to look at the King of Troy, and didn't mind the attitude of the other party. Instead, he held the attitude that I didn't know what happened before, and his expression was still gentle. "Spring is coming, I have to leave Troy."

The King of Troy was stunned when he heard the words, but his eyes turned to Paris who was sitting on the horse.

In his eyes, if this god were to leave, it would be a loss for Troy, but the saddest one was probably his youngest son Paris.

"I'm leaving Troy too, Alicumon." Paris looked at this deity exuding a gentle aura, knowing that this was the one he was familiar with, and his sad face suddenly brightened.

"Well, I know." Ali Kumon looked up at Paris on horseback, paused, "I will visit you later."

When Paris, who was about to go to the remote Mount Ida to graze, heard this, his face became brighter.

Apollo looked at this little ghost, and after hearing Alikumon's promise, his face, which was not very good-looking, became even more gloomy.

Sensing the low pressure of the main god around him, Alikumon withdrew his gaze from Paris, "Your Majesty..." He paused, and glanced at Apollo who was dissatisfied, "Apollo is willing to protect Troy. "

What an unexpected...surprise?

The King of Troy looked at Ali Kumon in surprise, he knew that this result must have been written by this god.

"I'm leaving." Ali Kumon stated the fact, taking credit for himself without any trace, "Troy is a good place, and I don't want it to disappear because it doesn't have the blessing of the gods."

King Troy didn't know how to react for a while, and looked at the two gods in front of him slightly blankly.

He feared the gods and demigods more than he respected them. Their power was too strong, so powerful that King Troy couldn't even raise the slightest thought of resistance.

Of the two gods standing in front of him, one was gentle beyond everyone's expectations, and the other was indeed severely offended by his father but never punished.

The moment King Troy saw them, he couldn't help wondering whether the noble sun god came here to avenge Troy's use of him.

However, the development of things is really unexpected.

"Honorable Sun God..." King Troy's voice was a little weak, "You... are you willing to protect Troy?"

Apollo frowned, and when he looked at King Troy, he put on an expression of "stop talking nonsense, and I'll kill you".

The King of Troy was breathless, and he turned his head and ordered the guards to build two temples of Apollo in Troy. In order to atone for sins, or to express Troy’s apology to the sun god on the surface, there was only one Temple of Apollo in Troy. That's all.

Since the blessing of Zeus disappeared from Troy, and his father offended the sea emperor and the sun god, Troy has never received the favor of any god.

Even occasionally, when His Majesty the Sea King is in a bad mood, merchant ships traveling to and from Troy are in danger of capsizing at sea. Even experienced captains and sailors cannot resist the power from the Sea King.

If it weren't for the excellent location of Troy, which almost blocked the trading channel between the entire peninsula and other islands, Troy might have become a deserted city now.

There is a main god who is willing to bless Troy, which is no different from a big pie falling from the sky to the king of Troy.

Although this stuffed pie is a bit difficult to chew, it is much better than living on hunger and fear.

Seeing King Troy's bewildered look, Ali Kumon felt that he should repay Apollo's desperate act of whitewashing him, so he thought about it a little, and said, "Apollo is actually very good."

King Troy, who was waiting for Apollo to speak, looked up at Ali Kumon with a look of "you're kidding me".

However, Apollo showed a satisfied expression, and smoothed Alikumon's blond hair that was slightly messed up by the wind with a gentle face.

"He didn't do anything to Troy, did he?" Alikumon felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't avoid Apollo's hand, he looked at King Troy and pursed his lips, "He still chooses to protect you. "

King Troy looked at the relationship between Alicumen and Apollo, and his face was stunned.

Then more worried.

If Apollo chose to protect Troy because of the good relationship between Apollo and Alicumon, then if their relationship is over, then Troy will return to the dark period without the blessing of gods in all likelihood.

Ali Kumon also knew what Troy King was worried about, and gave him a calm look.

He will have a way to prevent Apollo from leaving Troy alone, even if Apollo loses interest in him.

The gods want to save face the most, as long as everyone knows about the trouble, no matter how upset Apollo is, he can only hold his nose and let the matter go.

The sun carriage had already returned to Tianmen, and the setting sun sank into the sea level, slowly fading its brilliance.

When the sun was still shining, Alicumon bid farewell to the king of Troy, and left Troy with a group of guards who sent Paris to Mount Ida.

When the sun rises again, it will be the last day of spring.

After tomorrow, his main god will go to Netherland and will not stay in Olympus.

As the flower god of spring, Ali Kumon should go back to Olympus to say goodbye to his gods and report on his duties.

"Alicumont, are you really going to see me?" Paris tightly grabbed Alikumont's sleeve.

Mount Ida is extremely remote, and except for the herdsmen tribes who have lived there for generations, there are almost no human habitation all year round. Paris, who grew up in Troy, where merchant ships are bustling, is a little afraid of such a quiet life.

"I will." Ali Kumon raised his hand and rubbed Paris' cheek, "Don't worry."

Apollo was particularly unhappy and pulled Ali Kumon's hand back, and after glancing at Paris coldly, he dragged him away.

Even though the chariot of the sun did not carry the sun after nightfall, it still came with light.

Ali Kumeng looked at the gleaming chariot in front of him, slightly embarrassed, "Apollo..."

The Sun God with a not-so-good complexion carried him onto the chariot and cast a sideways glance at him, "Huh?"

"You..." Ali Kumeng paused, sat back and squinted comfortably, "Shall we go back to Olympus?"

"Where do you want to go besides Olympus?" Apollo asked, clenched the rein in his hand, pulled it back hard, the horse neighed, and galloped towards the sky with four hooves.

Ali Kumeng's eyes fell on the land that had fallen into the dark night, and occasionally he could see the flickering and jumping flames of the human city-state below.

"I'm a little sleepy." Ali Kumeng muttered, and shrank a little to the inside.

Apollo paused for a moment with his hand holding the reins to control the direction, and glanced at the sleepy god with half-closed eyes, his expression moved slightly, appearing a little obscure.

After a while, he looked away and gave a low reply.

Gods do not need sleep, nor do they feel sleepy.

Apollo's hand holding the rein was tight, and his eyes swept over Ali Kumon who had already fallen asleep.

He felt that when this person woke up, it probably wouldn't be the one he was familiar with.

Apollo knew that Ali Kumon had been in a weak position in the struggle with another soul, and it was quite unexpected for him to be able to control his body steadily for so many days this time.

but it does not matter.

Apollo took a deep breath, he will always find a way to help this poor little guy.

The Sun God tightened his grip on the reins, and the war horse neighed, dragging a stream of light in the drowsy night, galloping towards Mount Olympus.

☆、15·Camouflage

No matter what season, Mount Olympus maintains constant warmth and verdure, and even the flowers that bloom on Mount Olympus have an exceptionally long flowering period.

Nix's divine power covered the sky and the earth, and the cool night wind blew over the mountain carrying the gods, making a rustling sound.

The moonlight poured down, and the shadows of the trees whirled.

Apollo's chariot carried a light that was completely opposite to that of the night. Under the seemingly invisible gaze of the gods, it did not land in his temple on the top of the mountain as they expected.

The sun god and his chariot landed in a small temple on the mountainside.

Since Ali Kumon was reborn and had the opportunity to control his body, he has been very serious and careful about everything.

Even eating, even sleeping.

The gods do not need sleep, and neither does Ali Kumon.

It was just an inexplicable persistence and habit that drove him to do these things. Ali Kumon suspended part of the programs that kept his mind running—in short, the system went into a short sleep.

Even though Ali Kumon's program does not require dormancy to achieve a certain soothing effect, but every afternoon and in the wild, Ali Kumon will always take a small rest to get mental relaxation.

This kind of rest is quite abnormal in the eyes of the host and Apollo.

Knowing that Alikumon was an outsider, the god who lost his name had heard Zeus and Apollo mention that he would disappear—he guessed that the final result of the outsider would probably be to completely disappear in this world.

Perhaps Ali Cumon is avoiding the final ending in this way.

You must know that in the past year, not only did Ali Kumon, who resided in his soul, not disappear, but he gained more and more power, and the one who was really about to disappear... seemed to be right.

Thinking of this, the god couldn't help shivering.

However, even if he found the result he was about to face, he had nothing to do with it.

Ever since he was tempted by Ali Kumon to take the first step and ran in the wrong direction, he had no hope of turning back.

Even now, as long as the deity who lost his name thinks of the things Ali Kumon promised him before, he still can't help but feel turbulent in his heart.

——If he could really have the love of Zeus, then he would really die without regret.

Apollo turned his head to look at Alikumon, who was still holding tightly to the things that the group of humans gave him even after he fell asleep, his brows frowned slightly and then loosened.

His eyes swept over the pile of things.

He still clearly remembered Ali Kumon's careful movements and joy hidden under gentleness when he received these items. This gentle god listened carefully to every human's wish.

Rather than saying it is a wish, it is better to say it is just a short chatter from the parents.

Ali Kumon always listened quietly and earnestly to everyone's speech, making those weak human beings feel equal before the gods and get the most basic respect.

As a god, Apollo doesn't think that gods need to lower their profile to interact with humans, but he has to admit that although Alikumon's method is not as gentle as a god's style, it is very suitable for capturing fragile and sensitive people. The human mood is quite effective.

Apollo knew that Ali Kumon did not do this on purpose to gain more people's faith, otherwise he would not refuse King Troy's proposal to build a temple for him.

This god really takes every living creature seriously, whether it is a god or a human being.

The tall sun god sighed abruptly, bent down. After carefully putting away the gods around him and the things in his arms, he hugged the person and all the things in his arms.

Ali Kumon was awakened by this movement.

——This feeling of sudden body lightness has always made him a little annoyed.

Once this feeling hit his mind, it almost meant something to him.

That is, the host took the body away again.

However, this time is not different from the previous time when he fell into the cold darkness again.

Ali Kumeng was slightly stunned for a moment by the warmth of feeling conveyed by his strong arms and warm chest.

He opened his eyes, still feeling drowsy and confused, glanced at Apollo who didn't seem to notice him waking up, his heart warmed slightly, he thought for a while, tightened his arms, and then fell back to sleep past.

Apollo looked down at the docile Alikumon in his arms, and his pursed lips curled up slightly.

The night wind blew over the flowers blooming outside the temple due to the return of the gods, taking away a burst of fragrance.

Olympus is peaceful under the moonlight.

The last day of spring was a rain.

The earth, which is about to usher in midsummer, absorbs this moisture, and under the infiltration of rainwater, it becomes as emerald green and full of vitality as when spring just arrived.

Ali Kumon woke up from his own temple, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Apollo lying on his side, playing with his golden hair with one hand.

He stared at Apollo in a daze for a while, then glanced outside the cloudy window, and knew that Apollo didn't need to go to perform his priesthood today, so he appeared here.

Ali Kumon checked his body silently, and heaved a sigh of relief after finding that there were no strange traces. Then he slowly sat up from the cloud bed, looked down at the empty arms, turned his eyes, and found that he left Troy yesterday. At that time, a lot of things that humans gave him were piled aside.

He looked at Apollo who sat up with him in surprise.

Apollo was also a little surprised that it was Ali Kumon who woke up instead of that annoying guy. However, he was not surprised for a long time. His eyes followed Ali Kumon's gaze, and then he picked up the corner of his mouth and looked at Ali Kumon's eyes flickered, but he didn't say anything.

Ali Kumeng looked at Apollo who was about to write the three big characters "seeking praise" on his face, and blinked, "When you pursued Daphne...was it the same?"

One sentence directly knocked back Apollo's stupid expression, and even the joy of Alikumon's natural gesture of not resisting him when he woke up just now disappeared.

Ali Kumeng knew that his questioning was quite unsightly, but he still felt a little terrified that a main god showed such an expression in front of him.

In particular, the main god also forced a big beautiful woman into a laurel tree, and folded other people's laurel branches to make a crown to reward others.

He believed that Apollo was interested in him, but would Apollo be devoted to him?

Anyone who puts this on will think it is a joke.

It's the same funny effect as hearing that Zeus has only favored one person since then and will never eat wild food again.

Apollo was silent for a while, "...No."

"Maybe Eros asked Hephaestus to build some new arrows..." Ali Cumeng told Apollo as tactfully as possible that his actions were really wrong, and he sincerely advised Apollo: "I think You need to ask Eros, venerable sun god."

Apollo burst into a fit of anger.

After suffering a loss, he specifically asked Zeus to learn about the power of Eros and his arrows, so he couldn't be more clear about whether he was shot by Eros' arrows now.

Even though he himself felt that his attitude towards Ali Kumon was a bit too warm and gentle, but he was willing to do it, and he wanted to do it.

Who knew that after he had done so many things, the other party didn't appreciate it, and thought he was just shot by Eros' mischievous arrow again? !

Apollo felt that he could bear anything, but he couldn't bear this kind of thing.

He had never known the complete denial of his affections by the object of his pursuit—and even those who had rejected him never doubted the authenticity of his affections.

"Eros is originally the god in charge of love." Apollo's voice was a little low, and the cool and cool tone made Ali Kumon shiver a little.

Eros is the god in charge of love, so even if it is true that he shot the arrow that caused Apollo to be so enthusiastic about Alicumon, it is true love, not false.

He didn't want to discuss the issue of love with the stallion's son, the little stallion, but he thought of Ali Kumon, who Troy felt couldn't just shake Apollo's face, so he put on a white lotus look and looked at Apollo with a complicated expression. Luo shook his head, got off the cloud bed and put on his shoes.

"I have to report to my Lord God and say goodbye," he said.

Apollo said nothing with a gloomy face, watched Alikumon leave the temple, and slammed the cloud bed under him.

He felt that he had never been so aggrieved since he was born.

However, the look in Ali Kumon's eyes just now made him feel that he was really wrong - he didn't know what Ali Kumon wanted.

The only thing the other party asked him to do was to protect Troy.

And protecting a human city-state is almost painless for a main god, something that can be done with just a few fingers.

I don't know him at all, thought Apollo, frowning tightly.

His gaze once again swept around the empty and simply decorated temple, and finally landed on the mortal objects in this hall that were incompatible with the circulating divine power.

Apollo stood up, thinking of Prince Troy who got along very harmoniously with Alicumon, the human child named Paris.

That human... Apollo thought for a while, and he remembered that he seemed to be sent to Mount Ida.

Thinking of this, the sun god directly summoned his chariot, left Olympus above the dense dark clouds, and galloped towards the remote Mount Ida.

After Alikumon left the temple, he staggered, closed his eyes and opened them again, the gentle smile on his face was instantly withdrawn, and then he put on a expressionless expression.

He stood firm and looked around, with a mocking arc on the corner of his mouth, imitating the host's expression ten to ten.

Apollo got up with it yesterday, and he knew that Zeus was paying attention here.

The king of the gods still can't show his face and airs to entangle with a second-class god like him, especially since he did such a cheap thing before.

When Ali Kumeng arrived at the temple of the Goddess of Spring, those gods looked at him with somewhat subtle expressions.

Since the last feast of the gods, Ali Kumon has entered the scope of the gossip of the gods and has never left.

Zeus, father and son, and the two main gods on Mount Olympus followed him and left the banquet. This was the first time in the countless banquets of the gods.

Not only that, the father and son also spent most of the night in Ali Kumon's temple.

Most of the night, enough to do a lot of things, is still in the small temple of Ali Kumon.

This not-so-popular second-class god instantly became the object of envy and hatred of other gods of the same level and even higher gods.

And the result of being under the eyes of everyone is that the original black history of the host has been stripped clean, not even the underpants left.

There are almost no secrets among the gods. As long as there is a heart, everything can be known through various gods. This is not so difficult for the gods.

After that night, many people were relieved when Ali Kumon left Olympus, but the wrath of Zeus that followed made them miserable.

——Instead of being worried every day on Mount Olympus, it is better to go down the mountain to accept the worship and respect of human beings.

The gods with big brain holes naturally thought that Zeus was angry because of Alicumon's departure, and they were waiting to see Zeus capture the man back and the drama of the main room Hera fighting Zeus's new favorite that he was used to but still wanted to watch At this time, they found that it was not Zeus who was looking for someone, but Apollo who also spent the night with Alicumon.

This was not enough. After Apollo and Ali Kumon came back, they spent another night directly in Ali Kumon's small temple.

I really don’t understand what makes Ali Kumon so fond of the father and son—the gods who have already stripped the host’s underpants clearly thought so, so they took this opportunity to take a good look at this silent man. , a second-class god who suddenly has a strong sense of existence recently.

Ali Kumon glanced around indifferently, and his eyes stayed on the "friend" who taunted Zeus because he hooked up with Zeus at the banquet of the gods.

The second-class god looked a little uncomfortable. You must know that because everyone is very interested in Alikumeng recently, even his friends around him have been picked up all over the place. Making it public has become a point that the gods talk about.

And the gods who get along well with him on weekdays also chose to alienate him because of this.

Now he was even more embarrassed facing Ali Kumon.

"I hate him." The host, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke out, his voice was muffled, and he didn't sound very angry.

With some surprise, Alikumeng replied: "I know."

"Kill him." The host's voice suddenly rose.

"You..." Alikumeng was a little dumbfounded, "Do you only know how to kill those people you don't like?"

"I will take their most cherished things." This is the limit of what the unaggressive Spring Flower God can do.

"Very good." Alikumeng nodded, not feeling that there was anything wrong with his thoughts, and said quite naturally: "You have to know that living in pain is much more uncomfortable than dying completely."

When the host heard this, the expression on his face changed, and finally he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Ali Kumon looked at the god indifferently for a while, and finally snorted disdainfully, and stepped directly into the queue, turning a blind eye to that former friend, as if he didn't want to talk to him.

The second-class god who was obviously rejected turned pale and became even more embarrassed.

He thought that with Ali Kumon's temperament, he should be caught and sarcastically made him feel ashamed, and he was ready to deal with it-becoming the weaker party can always make the gods be kinder, in the At least when I saw him later, I wouldn't mock him like that again.

However, he was full of thoughts but could not see the light of day because of Alikumon's unexpected behavior.

Alikumeng stood there with his head down coldly, expressionless, quietly waiting for the arrival of the goddess of spring.

Compared with him, the host's style is always a bit more reckless, but he doesn't want to let the gods see the former host, especially Zeus has been paying attention here.

Unlike Apollo who completely disliked the host, Zeus would still take care of the host.

Even if this body is really controlled by the host to have sex with Zeus, it is estimated that Zeus will not refuse.

Zeus, who is in a high position and is completely numb to topics and feelings like love, doesn't care much about who is having sex with him.

He can eat the attractive ones that are brought up on his own initiative without minding at all.

The previous system forcibly reversed Zeus's thinking to some extent. At least Zeus has been paying attention to Ali Kumon and the host for a while, and has not gone out to hunt wild food. Although the quarrel with the queen is still there, there is nothing really action.

His actions have made Hera feel a lot better recently. You must know that Zeus seldom saves face for her, and it is not once or twice that he slapped her in the face in public. This time it is rare to be so good. She felt a little surprised.

The arrival of the Goddess of Spring caused those gods to withdraw their scrutiny, and the humming of whispers stopped immediately.

The gods in the temple began to report their duties one by one, and the atmosphere in the temple was peaceful and solemn.

After the debriefing is over, the servants of the Goddess of Spring have to report to Demeter.

The Goddess of Harvest, who loves her daughter so much, is willing to take over her servants during the Goddess of Spring's journey to Hades. They are used to the days when they leave their daughter and have to go to their mother.

It's just that she has changed from the unattainable queen of the underworld to one of the even more unattainable twelve main gods.

Zeus was sitting on his throne, and the lightning rod in his hand had stopped flashing because of the peace of mind of the master.

The omniscient king of the gods watched the second-class god standing quietly in the Temple of Persephone, and felt that there was something different about the soul that controlled the body.

This is not the soft-hearted one he is interested in, and at this moment, it seems that this impulsive soul has always only loved him, and it has a special beauty and taste.

The carriage sent by Pluto had already stopped outside the Temple of the Goddess of Spring. After bidding farewell to her mother, Persephone boarded the dark-painted Pluto's car and left Olympus.

Ali Kumon walked out of the temple with the gods and walked to the temple of Demeter.

His pace was a little slower than those of the gods, with traces of carelessness.

It was not until there were no traces of the gods around him that Alikumeng stopped, pursed his lips slightly and raised his head to look at the magnificent temple that could be vaguely seen on the top of the mountain where the lightning and thunder were no longer there.

Ali Kumeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his indifferent and alienated face showed a touch of softness. He looked at it for a while, and finally retracted his gaze and picked up his steps, catching up with the large army in front of him.

Zeus paused for a moment, and Alicumon's eyes almost met his, looking straight into each other's souls.

That astonishment and surprise finally melted into the tender eyes of the other party, which made Zeus feel a rare throbbing in his heart.

Ali Kumon walked with his head down, paying close attention to the movements of Zeus until he saw Zeus standing up...

Ali Kumon looked at his own attire, and after confirming that there was no problem, he straightened his expression again.

Then it cracked.

Because Zeus left Mount Olympus directly.

Terrible, Alicumon thought.

There is nothing more embarrassing than being self-indulgent, but luckily others don’t know about it—this kind of embarrassment is enough for one’s own body to experience. Alikumon has no habit of sharing his dark history with others.

Zeus felt that he had to find someone to vent his anger, and he hadn't had sex with anyone other than Hera for half a year, and Hera, as his wife, had long lost any novelty.

Originally, he wanted to go directly to Alikumon, but he stopped when he thought of the deserted appearance.

After a little thought, the king of the gods left Mount Olympus directly and went to the human city-state.

Ali Kumon's eyes followed Zeus closely all the time. Knowing that the matter here at Demeter was over, he went back to his small temple and put away the things that the people of Troy had given him before. Directly left Mount Olympus.

Zeus, who left Olympus, did not pay attention to the God of Spring Flowers on Mount Olympus, and he did not expect that anyone would know about his behavior of running down the mountain on a whim.

This human city-state that has not been covered by rain for the time being has a celebration tonight, celebrating that the warriors of the city-state wiped out the herd of beasts that had troubled them for a long time.

And this kind of celebration is a good time for Zeus to hunt for beauty.

He turned into a burly and handsome human warrior with a handsome appearance, and soon hooked up with the beautiful princess of this city-state, and the fight developed rapidly and became fierce.

On the top of the willows on the moon, Alikumeng stood under the big tree, his eyes fell on the door of the room where the disturbing groans came from, and he sorted out his expressions and emotions.

Today is still the same as the day before, with a thin and dense rain curtain covering the sky and the earth.

This time, even the city-state was not spared, and was also shrouded in the gray rain.

Zeus pushed open the door and was about to leave, but his footsteps stopped suddenly.

Catching rape is always quite a joyful thing.

Ali Kumon still had a cold expressionless expression, looking at Zeus who came out of the room dripping wet, his eyes flickered slightly, and his lips were tightly pursed.

Zeus looked at him, looked back at the sleeping girl, and frowned.

However, to his surprise, the sharp and impulsive god was not as crazy as he used to be, but after watching him for a while, he quietly left the city-state.

Zeus stared blankly at the only dry place under the tree that was quickly covered by rainwater. Thinking of the wet and pitiful appearance of that second-class god, he pursed his lips and chased him out.

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