Godhead Steal [Comprehensive Lord Greece]

Lucifer looked at Ali Kumon's sudden change, and after a while, he chuckled.

Trembling, Ali Kumon glanced at the pocket he had put the feather in, and then at Lucifer.

His program does not include the protection of non-soul binding related properties, unless his life is threatened and the protection program will be triggered. If someone stronger than him comes to rob, he will have no way to resist.

Because the divine power he can use and the divine punishment he produces are not enough to kill or stun the opponent.

——This is a very sad story, that's why Ali Kumon has been holding the main god's thigh without shaking.

He really didn't want to find out that he was blocked and robbed one day and couldn't resist.

This is more disgusting than being raped, Ali Kumeng thought seriously.

Lucifer seemed to see the fear in Ali Kumon's heart, and bent down to take out the feather that Ali Kumon put in the pocket at his waist.

Ali Kumon hesitated for a moment, feeling that he had to express his grief.

Then he huddled his expressionless face, expressing a little bit of the indignation and heartache in his heart.

Lucifer admired Ali Cumon's expression, and put the feather back.

"..." Are you kidding me?

"My sincerity is enough." Lucifer glanced at the bag meaningfully.

"This is what I deserve from the exchange with you." Ali Kumon's voice was calm, and he could not hear the same indignation as his expression.

"I just snatched it back." Lucifer said, "Now, I'm giving that to you again, so you owe me a favor."

Favor your brother-in-law!

Ali Kumon knelt down to the logic of this shameless dark god.

He restrained the expression on his face, and stared blankly at Lucifer's face—he really wanted to know how thick this god's skin was.

What about the best angel in the heaven, the angel who was most loved by the Lord before falling into heaven?

It really ruined the image of the little angel in my heart, Alikumon thought so, and found that the other party did not avoid his gaze at all, instead of talking, he looked at him with rather interesting eyes.

Lucifer's eyes carried a special feeling, as if he could see directly into the deepest part of his soul through his appearance, which made him feel that his secrets were exposed under such eyes, and there was nothing to hide Tibetan.

Even Apollo and Zeus never made him feel this way.

This is probably the reason why Satan is called the devil. They have insight into people's hearts and can clearly capture the desires of human hearts.

Alikumeng was thinking wildly, actively avoiding the other party's sight.

"This is what I deserve from the exchange with you." Alikumeng repeated solemnly, "According to what you said, then I don't need to keep a secret for you."

There was blood in Lucifer's red eyes. He glanced at the second-class god who was holding the bag with his head down. After a long while, he snorted coldly, and the six wings on his back spread out.

The heavy bloody aura rushed towards the face as the pitch-black wings spread out.

Although he has seen dead people and even ended his life with his own hands, this almost hell-like atmosphere still made Ali Kumeng shiver.

He knew that this was probably a small warning from Lucifer.

After falling into heaven, Lucifer probably rarely met people who would disagree with him or even dare to refute him.

Alikumon's attitude undoubtedly made this god, who was always proud and even set off the banner of rebellion for his dignity as the first creation, feel quite dissatisfied.

If it was someone else who was useless, it would have been a corpse long ago.

It is precisely because of Alikumon's unique value and identity that he was not slapped by the Lord God of Darkness so that he could not find his way.

This kind of thing is actually easy to figure out.

Ali Kumon had no reputation before, and the gods who have not paid attention to the natural pantheon probably guessed that this unheard-of slave god must have just come to the land of exile, and the relationship with Apollo broke out as soon as he appeared This kind of thing made his identity even more subtle.

Especially, when the rift is about to open.

Lucifer didn't want to confront the Lord God of Light who was gaining momentum at this time, so he would definitely not attack Alikumon.

Moreover, Ali Kumon's understanding of the gods of this world is indeed quite useful, and it seems that Apollo does not intend to interfere with his dealings with others.

This is more interesting.

Lucifer still couldn't figure it out for a while, but no matter what Apollo's attitude was, judging from what he saw about Alikumon, he would definitely not belong to his camp for the time being.

Before the rift was opened, Ali Kumon should be neutral and partial to the Bright Party.

But it will not reject deals from the dark forces.

During this period of time, the darkness and the light are fighting against each other, and no one can do anything to the other. Maybe they can still consider competing for this useful talent.

After all, no one can tell the truth about the love of gods.

And before the week when the rift opens, if the god Alikumon really can't be pulled into his camp, then he must die.

The Lord God of Darkness glanced at the second-class God who seemed to be showing timidity, and disappeared directly into the territory of the elves, engulfed in the gloomy darkness that followed him.

The Elf King looked up at the light that had re-infiltrated into the territory, reached out and patted the trunk of this old tree, with a strange rhythm in his mouth, soothing the tree that was a little sluggish due to the power of darkness.

The elves are doing the same thing.

After the Elf King sang a song, the old tree that was comforted by him came back to life, and if you look carefully, you can see green shoots that do not conform to the seasonal rules.

The Elf King looked down at the unfinished wood carving in his hand, thought for a while, put it away, and turned to walk to his residence under the mother tree.

Ali Kumeng returned to the tree house, and only then did he have the time to carefully look at the room he was in.

Thick, ancient, natural.

This was his first impression of the tree house.

The furnishings in the house, the tables and chairs are like the careful carving of nature. They are exquisite but full of vitality. The hall is not big. After walking around the hall, there are full files. Many of them look extremely old, but they have been preserved. quite well.

Probably because it is under the mother tree of life, the color of the whole room is thick dark brown, with few bright colors, and because of the sun, this room does not feel depressing and dark.

Ali Kumeng walked in the study room covered with soft carpets, reached out to take a file, and opened it with curiosity but without much hope.

Sure enough, he couldn't understand the words on it, but his program was able to decipher them.

This dossier was left about 2 years ago. It is full of pictures and texts. It clearly depicts the gods madly wanting to leave through the crack and kill each other, and even drives the believers to fight and kill in order to weaken the opponent.

Ali Kumeng's eyes stayed on the dark color for a while, then he put the file back carefully, walked to the place closest to the door of the bookshelf, and took out the new file.

Lucifer would not know how much information leaked in his words made Ali Kumon analyze.

He underestimated this second-class god too much.

But in this exiled place where subordinate gods are worse than dogs, it is quite normal for the main god not to care about the existence of a second-class god—even if this subordinate god is quite valuable.

His attitude towards Ali Kumon was no different from that of other subordinate gods he wanted to win over.

It's just that the things he promised Ali Kumon were much more expensive and rare.

A main god godhead.

Ali Kumon didn't know much about the god system and rule mechanism of the Exiled Lands, but no matter how many main gods there were, the godheads of the main gods were hard to come by.

A god has only one godhead, and even if he is kicked out of the godhood of the main god by a latecomer, the godhead of the expelled is still at the level of the main god. Most of the godheads at this level are recruited by other gods.

And as long as the main god who was kicked off the position of the main god does not die, they will generally choose to save their strength and make a comeback.

Falling would be easier.

No matter where it is, if you fall, you don't even want to leave your godhead.

The godheads that can be left behind must either be voluntarily dedicated or forcibly stripped away.

The success rate of the latter is actually very low. This is different from the world they lived in before. It turns out that because almost all the gods are from the same family, there are really gods who were judged for this punishment, or they committed suicide directly. Or it will be covered by others' pleading.

But in the Exiled Lands, no one will speak for you, even for a master god, those gods will not even give you a comfortable chance to commit suicide.

If you don't want to suffer all the pain and die, the only and last way is to blow yourself up with the godhead.

Commonly known as self-explosion.

It blew itself up, and naturally there was no scum left.

The only goal in the hearts of the gods here is to leave the land of exile. If this goal is cut off, it would be quite terrifying to launch a ruthless attack.

Apollo once said that he faced severe punishment, and there are actually quite a few gods who choose to end their names in this way.

But the dark gods are more vicious than the light gods. It is possible to catch a natural god who is partial to the light gods and directly knock people down.

Alikumon was a little confused about how and when Lucifer obtained the Godhead of Nature that Lucifer promised him.

He had learned from Apollo before that Lucifer came to the Land of Exile not much earlier than Balder, that is, he came to the Land of Exile about five or six thousand years ago.

The dossiers recorded by the elves who always believed in the main god of nature may help him answer his doubts.

Ali Kumeng quickly flipped through the file, and found that this elf king had only been in office for a few hundred years, and it was still a little far away from the time he wanted to check.

Looking at these files, we can see that the competition and fighting between the gods not only quickly weakened the power and beliefs accumulated by the gods for thousands of years, but also the aborigines here suffered the most.

They have almost become cannon fodder in the battle of the gods—the kind of insignificant existence that can't even make a splash when they die.

He sighed, put away the file in his hand and put it back. His fingertips slid across the thick volumes of records, but was finally interrupted by a figure stopped at the door of the study.

Ali Kumeng turned his head to look at the Elf King standing at the door.

Elves are quite a beautiful race - both male and female elves.

They have the purest emerald-like eyes, which are as beautiful as the young shoots drawn from the branches in early spring under the sunlight.

The hair of a pure-blood elf is as pale as gold velvet, almost white in the sun.

The skin is fair and delicate, and the figure and face are completely in line with the human fantasy of the dream lover.

Their postures are quite elegant, even if they stand there quietly, they are as reserved and polite as if they were in a dinner party.

If you ignore their pointed ears protruding from their hair, they are almost no different from an excellent human nobleman—even more in line with the definition of nobleman in human fantasy than those noblemen.

Beautiful, elegant, powerful, mysterious.

This is the image that the elves show to the outside world, just like their moving tenacity that they have survived in countless races since ancient times, which is impressive.

"Exalted god." The elf king saluted, showing respect from the bottom of his heart.

There is no doubt about Alikumon's ability to safely receive the supreme gods of two opposing camps in the body of a slave god.

This is a deity worthy of faith and entrustment.

This was the first time that Ali Kumon was called that. When he was in Troy, those people seemed to be more accustomed to calling him by his name directly, and adding those flattering words in front of the names of the main gods.

He felt a little fresh, and nodded to the Elf King.

"We hope to be able to build a temple for you." The Elf King looked at Ali Kumon and asked for his opinion.

They thought that the master of the godhead was trapped and could not get out, so they had no way to ask the gods for their opinions, so they planned to start building the temple.

But it is different now, the god is standing in front of them, there is no need for grand sacrificial activities or many sacrifices, even the construction of the altar can be omitted, it is too wasteful not to ask now.

——Before building a temple, first determine whether the god is willing to bless them.

Alikumeng was taken aback for a moment, a little at a loss: "Temple?"

The Elf King obviously didn't expect this deity to have such a reaction. He was also taken aback for a while before he realized it, and thoughtfully explained: "I pray that you can protect the natural elves until the battle for the rift is over."

"But I'm going to leave here at that time." Ali Kumon said it naturally and comfortably.

"..." The Elf King, who had seen too many tragic battles in the file, was silent for a while, "We were abandoned by the Lord God."

Alikumeng was taken aback for a moment, although he still felt a little strange why the topic changed so quickly, but he vaguely caught something.

He frowned, with a trace of pity, but asked in a very righteous way: "What's going on?"

"The oracle of the Goddess of Nature allowed us to participate in the last rebellion in the Temple of Light." The Elf King lowered his eyebrows, "We have a grudge with Apollo, the Lord God of Light, and our vitality has been severely injured. We can recover after hundreds of years of rest, but the Goddess of Nature But at that time, he no longer favored us."

Ali Kumeng felt that the nature elves had really suffered from blood mold, and that they were the gods of nerves, nerves, and diseases.

You must know that the gods of nature are also completely neutral parties. As long as they do not encounter the opening period of the crack, they are almost synonymous with peace at other times. Few gods will attack the gods of nature and life, because accidentally the entire continent They have to play off.

This is why, in times of chaos, belief in nature and life far outweighs light and darkness.

When Apollo came here before, he was puzzled why he ran to the territory of the natural elves and planned to stay--Apollo knew that he was not very happy with unnecessary fights.

The natural elves had always been neutral in the past, but this time they suddenly joined the battle, which surprised other races on the mainland. They also included the fighting elves in their combat readiness list, and began to study how to face the elves.

Even Apollo felt that the natural elves might change their previous habits and get involved.

Ali Kumeng felt that he himself was quite unlucky. He was buried under the mother tree of life when he first came, and eventually became the mother tree of life.

Whether the elves believed in him or not, he was bound to the nature elves.

But judging from the current attitude of the Elf King, I'm afraid they are not very willing, so Alikumeng feels relieved a lot.

After all, the only thing the gods who have blessed them for thousands of years asked them to do, even if they violated the principles, they had to go through it.

As a result, as soon as he left, he took off the game.

"Afterwards, something went wrong with the Mother of Life Tree. There have been no elves born in the past hundred years, and the fruits that fell from the tree were all dead." The Elf King's voice sounded a little low, "Until your arrival."

Ali Kumon can almost guess what happened after that.

He pondered for a while, "How long has the goddess of nature blessed you?"

The Elf King didn't even think about it, "It was 8000 years until last year."

Ali Kumon was shocked, and he couldn't believe his own thoughts. He glanced at the Elf King and felt that if his guess was correct, then the natural elves would be too tragic.

"What is the specific content of the oracle she sent down?"

"Help Balder, the Lord God of Light, to quell the rebellion and kill the believers who believe in the rebels."

"..." Alikumeng's expression was subtle for a moment, "Actually, for believers, they believe in light, and they don't target a certain god. Every light god can get a certain amount of power of faith, while the supreme god At most——Allah, who can have so many believers exclusively for him, is an exception, and most believers don’t even know any other gods of light except the name of the Lord of Light.”

And even Allah will only tell believers that he is a branch of the light faith.

This is to facilitate the belief of his believers to distribute more to the one who sits at the top.

The Elf King thought about it, but didn't understand.

"What I mean is that what you did at that time actually not only offended Apollo." Ali Kumeng explained, "What you did weakened the belief of the entire Guangming god system."

To put it simply, they have already offended the entire Guangming god system.

Offended by such a powerful light god, a thorough racial belief, if he were the goddess of nature, he would definitely be thrown away directly.

After all, for the gods, oneself is the most important.

To put it bluntly, the goddess of nature is using the natural elves as a one-time knife, stabbing the light god system, and directly destroying the entire light god system if she succeeds, and throwing away this elf to make a clean relationship.

Ali Kumon dared to say that when Apollo and Lucifer came to the territory of the natural elves, the gods of light who disliked the elves must be full of gloating and waiting to see their misfortune.

"She has no reason to do this." The Elf King frowned. "It took 8000 years to bless us, and you can use it if you say use it? Throw it away if you say it?"

"She doesn't need to pay anything for protecting your family." Ali Kumeng shook his head, "Your existence is not even comparable to that of humans in the eyes of gods—there are a large number of humans, and beliefs are also very easy to spread. The most important thing is Yes, men are true to their faith all their lives."

The Elf King fell silent.

"Leave these things aside, I have to tell you one thing." Ali Kumeng patted the Elven King's shoulder as comfort, "That goddess of nature is the main god, right?"

"...Yes, the main god of the natural pantheon." She has enough human believers, so she doesn't care about the belief of the natural elves who are less than one-tenth of the total number of human beings.

"Then let me tell you a piece of regrettable news. I'm afraid your goddess has already become the guest of the dark god Lucifer thousands of years ago."

Well, it's the kind of "guest of the curtain" who is willing to dedicate everything to Lucifer.

Ali Kumeng smacked his lips, feeling that the idea of ​​using some means to bring over the godhead of the natural god had some momentum.

The previous lessons taught him that he should not simply think that he is finished with the godhead and body.

You know, there are quite a few gods who can easily kill him.

"..." The Elven King's expression dimmed, but he didn't want to discuss this topic anymore, but asked again: "About the temple..."

"If it goes well, I should be able to leave the current godhead to you, and build the temple if you like it." Alikumon waved his hand, and then pointed to the files, "I can read it, right?"

The Elven King didn't expect the gods to say the words left to them by the godhead so boldly, and couldn't help being stunned. He didn't wake up until Ali Kumeng's paw swayed No. 12 in front of his eyes.

"Please feel free to watch." The Elf King's voice sounded a little fluttering.

Ali Kumon nodded, took the file that he hadn't read before, and thought about what to do.

The method of forced stripping is too bloody and violent, and Alikumon is unwilling to do it. If his guess is true, Lucifer is probably the only one who can make the goddess of nature willingly hand over her godhead.

And this kind of voluntary dedication, he can directly accept.

Thinking that the main god's divinity is actually within reach, Alikumon has some difficulty restraining his desire to speed up his actions.

But how can you convince Lucifer?

The other party's attitude obviously means that if you want the main god's divinity, you have to obey him.

How could Ali Kumon agree.

Not even Apollo could force him to do anything.

With a light click, Ali Kumon rubbed his chin.

How about letting Apollo seduce Lucifer?

Ali Kumon was shocked by his own idea, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was a good idea.

And... I always feel that some strange door has been pushed open.

☆, Idol