The Fool of the Gods

"Fladel is dead."

The huge skull said firmly, and it was obvious that he knew everything about [Prosperity].

But Cheng Shi was very persistent. He jumped up the stairs again and said solemnly:

"What if he didn't die, or in other words, what if you saved Fladel?"

The skull on the pedestal had a faint green flame in its eyes. He looked at Cheng Shi and pondered for a moment. He found that his mind was not corrupted by greed, but he really had some ideas, so he decided to listen to what this follower of [Fraud] wanted to do.

"I will give you a chance.

Tell me."

Cheng Shi suddenly became excited. He immediately told everything that happened in the trial without hiding anything.

He told [Death] that he had saved a tribe of [Prosperity] people in the trial and created a true [Prosperity] messenger in front of them.

The most important thing is that after several tests, when [Prosperity] came, these mushroom-footed people had been truly redeemed.

No matter why they were recognized after only four of the five tests mentioned before, in the end, all the right to interpret belongs to [Prosperity].

But after [Truth] restrained [Prosperity], He lost the right to interpret everything, so the final right of interpretation returned to the non-existent [Prosperity] messenger!

Originally, Cheng Shi didn't think this identity would be useful at all. He even felt that it was a burden to be involved in the cause and effect of history, so he secretly reported Hong Lin's ID.

But what I didn't expect was that there were actually some rules for inheriting authority in the [Covenant].

In this way, Hong Lin's false identity as a messenger of God suddenly became Cheng Shi's spoon for scooping soup from the [Gods] table, giving him the opportunity to have a share!

Because that adult said that those who conveyed the decree to [Prosperity] were always His children!

He looked at [Death] with burning eyes, and said madly and soberly:

"My Lord, please forgive me for my presumption. I want to ask you a question. Did you witness [Prosperity] assimilate his eldest daughter, Frodol?"

The huge skull pondered for a moment and shook his head.

"Indeed, I have never witnessed it with my own eyes."

Cheng Shi's smile became even stronger: "Then did the gods witness [Prosperity] assimilate his eldest daughter, Frodol?"

The huge skull fell silent. He understood what Cheng Shi meant.

As long as no one has seen [Prosperity] assimilate his children with their own eyes, there will be loopholes in it!

Indeed, it is impossible to prey on others in front of others. Once others are afraid, just like his child Dizel, then it will be difficult for him to spread the so-called prosperity of the universe.

Cheng Shi knew that all the filth could only be hidden in the shadows, so he asked the question just now.

And now seeing the reaction of this adult, he knew that the plan was almost half successful!

But in the eyes of [Death], this plan was like a rootless duckweed, and it had not yet started.

"You should know that the trial is nothing more than the reappearance of [memory].

When you finish this trial, these [prosperity] people will sink to the bottom of the sea of ​​memories again and disappear in time.

No one will remember them, and no one will remember the so-called messenger of God in your mouth."

Just as the huge skull finished these words, Cheng Shiyong jumped in front of Him with his teeth biting a ring.

The green flame in the eye socket of [Death] stagnated, and he drove the divine power to pick up the ring.

"This is the power of [Memory]."

Cheng Shi nodded frantically:

"Yes, sir, this is the gift of [Memory]. He gave me three chances to change history, and now, there is one last chance.

You only need to send me back to the trial, and I only need to snap my fingers during the trial, and then everything about the [Prosperity] God will be written in history!

In this way, do we have the right to inherit the authority of [Prosperity]?"

The huge skull was stunned, as if he felt that he was not summoning a player, but was plotting with [Fraud].

"......You can't explain why Fradiol didn't die."

"She didn't die because you saved her!"

"Why did I save her?"

Cheng Shi gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to come up with a reason:

"Why did the [Mother of Prosperity] assimilate the great Garuda for no reason?

She is narrow-minded and is seeking revenge, revenge on you for destroying her assimilation of Fradiol!"

After saying that, his heart tightened.

This was a very risky move, because he implicated Garuda's death in thisinto a lie.

If this sentence displeases [Death], then he will never have the chance to participate in this feast of the gods again.

Not only that, it is even possible that he will really become a skull, not the kind that serves in front of the seat, but the kind that screams like a fool in the torrent of bones.

But unexpectedly, [Death] began to nod after hearing this reason. He looked at Cheng Shi with satisfaction, as if he thought this sentence was the most beautiful sentence Cheng Shi said today.

"Yes, it was me who saved Frodro.

[Mother of Prosperity] was angry and found an opportunity to devour Garuda."

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Shi immediately knew that he had made the right bet.

[Death] was not trying to save his own face, but to save the face of the envoy Garuda that he favored!

It turns out that He also knows that Garuda's self-sacrifice is stupid...

But He has insisted for so many years that Lele'er is a bitch, but never mentioned Garuda's choice...

How pitiful are the hearts of "parents" in the world.

Of course Lele'er is indeed a bitch.

But today, stupid... cough cough, Garuda seems to be standing up.

He has changed from a blind [follower god] who sacrificed himself for love to a victim retaliated by [prosperity].

The perspective has changed completely, and the victim will not be despised, but only sympathized.

Cheng Shi was numb, but also happy. He never thought that convincing [death] to support him was not a reasonable scam, but an emotional card from ancient times.

"..."

Okay, after all, it's okay to drink the soup!

Thinking of this, Cheng Shi's eyes became hot.

"So, sir, you have to send me back before the trial is completely over. As long as I make that snap that will be engraved in history, we will have a chance!

A chance to get a piece of the pie!"

After hearing Cheng Shi's operation, the green flames in the eyes of the huge skull began to burn.

No one knew what he was thinking. Cheng Shi only knew that when [Death] was thinking, the entire Fishbone Hall became quiet. Those noisy little skulls rarely made a sound, and even the roaring torrent of bones stopped flowing.

Countless skulls looked at the bone seat together, as if waiting for his instructions.

It took a long time, so long that Cheng Shi was worried whether the battle of gods in the tree canopy sea had already ended. If he had planned for a long time but the battle had already ended, it would be too clown.

So, Cheng Shi couldn't help but stepped forward nervously, ready to remind this sir through the sound of crawling.

But just at this moment, the huge skull moved, and He turned to look at Cheng Shi, the fire in his eye sockets boiling more and more.

"You are very greedy.

But you are also very smart.

If [Memory] has not corrected the historical errors, if [Fraud] can make her identity more real.

Indeed, it is feasible.

But you are more suitable for this position than your friend.

An envoy who inherits the authority of [Prosperity].

Don't you want it?"

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