God doesn't want me to be human

Lu Jia's right hand unconsciously stroked the necklace given by the system, and when he lifted it up to look, he could see that the transparent rhombus was almost full of energy.

From top to bottom, a very thin vertical line divides the black and white energies, they circulate separately, and the warmth and coldness blend together.

He should be leaving soon.

After a long pause, Lu Jia got up and went out.

He refused the old butler's offer of breakfast, and went straight to the count.

The earl was watching the scenery in the center of the sea of ​​flowers, and Fira was pouring tea for him, and stepped aside respectfully after pouring the tea.

Thanatus, who rarely appeared during the day, was also in the sea of ​​flowers today. He swung his huge sickle and cut Fira in half.

But there was no fear on Fira's face, only joy. She turned into a pile of white bones and fell to the ground. Then the white bones slowly climbed up, filled with flesh and blood little by little, and she quickly returned to her original appearance.

Fira, who became a real undead, bowed respectfully and left.

When passing by Lu Jia on the cobblestone path, she smiled at Lu Jia gently: "Young master."

Lu Jia skipped her and walked to the center of the sea of ​​snow-white flowers.

The wind blows, and the sea of ​​snow-white flowers rustles.

Looking at the Earl sitting on the white chair and Thanatus standing beside the black chair, Lu Jia pursed his lips, not knowing how to speak.

"Lu Jia, come here." The count put down his teacup.

Lu Jia walked over and was brought into a familiar and warm embrace.

Staying in this warm embrace, it seems that all troubles are gone.

Lu Jia lacked any worries. He directly looked up at the count and asked, "My lord... last night... what are those? Did you make them?"

"No." The count reached out and stroked his hair, "Human beings have stayed here for too long."

"The death breath of Thanatus will affect them."

They survived after killing the same kind in every possible way, but turned into undead spirits between humans and undead, monsters that would rot if they did not quietly devour human flesh.

Lu Jia got the answer.

It wasn't a terrible monster deliberately created by the earl, so he felt relieved.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the count's arms, and wanted to fall asleep again. Before falling asleep, he said softly: "I don't like this world..."

But there was nothing he could do.

People in this world have obtained the eternal life that all human beings dream of, but Lu Jia would rather they never have it.

Such immortality just turns everyone into monsters.

Looking at Lu Jia who fell asleep in his arms, the earl lowered his eyes and said softly, "If you don't like it, you can change the world."

It's like pampering a child.

Those who are pampered lean on his arms and fall into a sound sleep.

"Tanatus."

The count stroked Lu Jia's hair.

All it takes is for Thanatus to swing his scythe—Lu Jia, who has turned into an undead, will change the world for a long, long time.

Make the world the way he likes it.

Before the earl's voice fell.

The person who was pampered by him and sleeping peacefully in his arms suddenly lit up somewhere on his chest, and then - turned into dissipated light spots in his arms.

The light spots danced, quickly blurring Lu Jia's figure and blocking the earl's sight.

The sickle for harvesting souls swiped across quickly, trying to hook the dissipated people, but nothing was hooked.

The Count's arms were empty.

In the sea of ​​snow and white flowers, only the Earl in the white cloak and Thanatus in the black cloak remained.

rustling.

The sea of ​​snow-white flowers is blown by the wind in layers of flower waves, swaying a soft and beautiful figure.

The count was still in the hugging posture, but the person he hugged had disappeared, and Thanatus' sickle was lying where it should have hooked the soul.

"despair."

"despair."

The white cloak and black cloak fell to the ground, and the existence inside disappeared.

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"what--!"

Lu Jia fell from the emerald green branches and leaves, and the fresh green and bright light spots occupied all the eyes. He seemed to have fallen into the deep sea composed of green branches and leaves, and he never fell to the bottom.

"thump!"

He finally fell out of the sea of ​​tender green branches and leaves, fluttered in the air for a few seconds, and fell into the emerald green spring water.

"Ah! It's a newborn baby."

The bamboo gauze skillfully scooped up Lu Jia and placed him on the shore.

When Lu Jia recovered from coughing a few saliva, he found that he was surrounded.

Behind him is a green lake and a towering giant tree, and in front of him is a group of beautiful and dreamlike creatures.

The existence of such creatures is a gift from heaven. They are as beautiful as dreams written by poets, praises from nightingales, sunshine, moonlight, flowers...all beautiful things surround them.

They are representatives of beauty, they are symbols of beauty, and they are the most real and most illusory magnificent dreams.

Countless western fantasy films, novels, and games have appeared in their figures. They are beings chased by countless people. They have a familiar name.

—Elves.

Lu Jia stared blankly at the elves surrounding him, and received a beauty crit.

In his lifetime, he could actually see elves!

If you take a photo and post it on the Internet, more than half of the people in the world will sit on a high mountain of lemons and eat lemons.

The beautiful elves surrounded him, talking in low voices, their voices were as sweet as a yellow warbler.

"He looks silly."

"He looks ugly too."

"You can't call others ugly, but he looks really ugly."

He heard it, thank you.

Lu Jia put away his emotional fluctuations, looked at the beautiful elves seriously, and tried to integrate into the world environment.

"It's ugly." A purple-haired elf said loudly.

Lu Jia: ...

Lu Jia looked at his beautiful face and forgave him.

"Dylan, you can't say that about him, he's just a newborn, maybe he won't be ugly when he grows up." The blue long-haired elf next to him stopped him.

"Ugly is ugly, he is already so big, he won't look good anymore." The purple-haired elf boy retorted loudly, then thought of something, pulled Lu Jia and ran away.

"He's so ugly, I must show the king a look."

If he said that again, he would be angry... Forget it, I can't give birth.

Lu Jia who was being dragged away could only be dragged away by the purple-haired elf boy helplessly and at a loss.

Along the way, they passed the meadow in full bloom, the light purple waterfall with wisteria blooming, the green trees scattered with light spots, and finally came to the palace located deep in the forest.

The huge white pillars are entwined with green vines, and occasionally there are a few beautiful flowers. Birds with colorful feathers are jumping in the hall, making crisp calls, and dancing butterflies show bright colors in the sun. The beauty of nature is intertwined.

The purple-haired elf boy pulled Lu Jia and ran directly into the hall.

"Wang, Wang, look, a particularly ugly elf!"

Lu Jia was suddenly pulled into a dream like this.

On the throne, the beautiful elf with long silver hair is taking a nap with his eyes closed, his slender eyelashes are hanging down, like a brittle dream, the light scattered on him has become a mediocre foil.

He supported his cheek with his left hand, and his posture was casual and graceful. After hearing the voice, he opened his light purple eyes.

Meng opened her eyes.

"Praise me."

Lu Jia heard the beautiful elf say this to him.

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The barren land was covered with a huge gray semicircle.

The huge and terrifying steel giant stood in front of a gray semicircle, bent down and knocked politely, but there was no sound, only bursts of energy ripples spread out.

Hephaes stood patiently on the shoulders of the steel giant, waiting quietly.

Soon, two vague figures appeared in front of the gray barrier, one white and one black, looking at Hephaes indifferently.

"What's the matter?" the white figure asked, his figure blurred.

Hefes looked at them thoughtfully, and stretched out his hand to beg: "I'm here to find someone."

The white figure was silent.

"His name is Lu Jia."

The white figure and the black figure disappeared.

"Just kill it directly." The handsome blond-haired and golden-eyed god stepped out of the void, and the light spots fluttered among the white wings.

Standing on the shoulders of the steel giant, Hephaes turned his head and looked at the handsome god who looked extremely warm.

"That can't be done, Randy, you should understand..." His voice suddenly lowered, indistinctly indistinct, "...you can't do it casually."

Randy, who represented the light, had golden eyes drooping, silent without rebuttal.

"But now it's confirmed, Ka Tanatus will not hand over Lu Jia." Hephaes looked away, looking at the huge gray barrier in front of him.

"You can start."

As his words fell to the ground, the quiet and polite steel giant waved its huge fist and hammered the gray barrier fiercely.

At the same time, countless light storms rushed towards the gray barrier.

Ripples spread out from the gray barrier, and the fluctuations of energy scattered away, setting off bursts of hurricanes, and the dry sky was dyed the color of the earth by the wind and sand.

"It will take about two months." Hephaes estimated the time.

Two months is very short, and it is only a moment in the long life of a god. Such a wait is not long.

And then.

On the second day of their waiting, a gray figure appeared.

The moment the gray cloaked man with a huge scythe appeared, the attack of the steel giant and the storm of light stopped.

"Car Tanatus." Hephas called out his name, "We..."

The deadly sickle flashed coldly.

The steel giant took Hephaes back a step, and the right hand of the steel giant protecting Hephaes was cut with a long and narrow gap, exposing the complex metal structure inside.

Countless bright sharp blades emerged from the void, and flew towards the two gods in the battle at extreme speed, cutting through the gray cloak and leaving countless deep gaps on the steel giant.

"Randy!" Hephaes frowned.

"I never need a partner." Randy's golden eyes were shining with warmth, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

His huge white wings flapped.

More and more bright blades emerged, forming a huge net covering the earth in the sky.

The god in the gray cloak raised his head, his curly black hair protruding from the hood, and his silver eyes were extremely indifferent.He clenched the huge scythe in his hand and looked at Hephace and Randy.

"A vile thief."

Important creatures have disappeared, and the gods who came before that are the most suspicious.

The scythe that harvested life flickered.

No matter how long the life of a god is, there is a time limit.

If there is a time limit, it can be harvested.