The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants to be happy

Hezikaya: "..."

These words...why do they seem familiar?

"Meladomir."

Hezikaya stared at Meera with a serious expression, and said solemnly:

"Here, I came first."

"I know."

Meera gave a hutch, stretched her waist and said nonchalantly:

"Don't you understand respecting the elderly? Besides, you are a little bastard with no hair, why are you standing so close? Didn't your mother teach you to stand farther away when watching a play, or you will be affected, maybe you will Crying."

God, his hair doesn't even grow back...

Hezikaya subconsciously touched his beard that was almost reaching his chest...

But he still couldn't refute.

Hezikaya sighed, looked at Meera and said, "Projection?"

"Why, you think I'm not the main body, so you want to bully me?"

Meera waved her small fist and said viciously:

"Do you dare to do it? As long as you dare to do it, I will...I will lie on the ground and blackmail you to death!"

Is this really what a great magister who has lived for a thousand years should say?

"..."

Hezikaya sighed silently again: "Urrons."

"Here." An ethereal voice echoed in the empty place.

"Find a new location."

"Yes."

The golden light fell again, and a simple door took shape again.

Hezikaya stepped into the door and disappeared in an instant.

After Hezikaya left, Meera's expression suddenly became serious.

"Urrons? I just fell asleep. Has the Sanctuary evolved to this level? The accumulation of the church for thousands of years should not be underestimated."

Meera squinted her eyes, as if feeling something:

"That's how it is, using the souls of living people to pry the power of being dead things, and then use the power of faith of the goddess believers as fuel to pay the expensive price.

Genius idea similar to mine, and the real person to be underestimated is you, Hezikaya. "

PS: It will take some time to sort out the content of the new volume, so these two days may be a little short, and I will make up for it later.

[WEB] 2. The Fallen Moon

"It is indeed the first genius in the history of the church."

Sincerely admired, Meera quickly looked away.

"However, it seems that I have to speed up my progress when I go back. Even the church is already nervous. This shows that the destined day will come sooner than we thought."

Teacher Meera restrained her mind and raised her head to stare at nothingness.

Peering through the film-like barrier of the world, peeking at the pictures outside that world, Teacher Meera's small face gradually became serious.

"Is... is it almost over?"

……

……

outside the world.

A scene like the doomsday, mortals will step into a crazy and magnificent scene just by catching a glimpse, covering everything within sight.

The endless red sea collided with the endless black tide in a terrifying gesture that almost destroyed everything, and the aftermath alone caused the void to vibrate and twist.

This is not a small fight within the barriers of the world, in the form of a projection, with hands tied.

Instead, with a complete god body, the supreme god position, to control the real authority, in this place without any constraints, burst out the power to destroy the world...God War!

Cthulhu King of Blight.

VS.

Cthulhu Silent Moon!

At the infinite height, that huge and ferocious pupil rose like a brilliant sun, exuding a terrifying sense of destruction. Countless skinny palms swayed around the giant pupil, forming a majestic corona .

The red flames fell, and the phantom of thousands of miles of terracotta, wrapped in the power of destroying the world, suddenly suppressed it!

The moonlight is cool.

The silence was deep.

On the flawless moon, countless crimson spreads spread out, covering the entire blue moon with a layer of bewitching blood.

The Kuroshio surged, setting off huge waves like the sea, facing the terracotta that burned everything without any hesitation!

boom--

Conflict of authority.

The void shakes.

There was no sound, because the land of nothingness was silent, but at this moment, many top powerhouses within the world barrier all raised their heads at this moment.

Although most of them couldn't really see this scene with their naked eyes, everyone who stepped into the coronation could clearly perceive this fierce collision beyond ordinary people's perception.

But just the perception has damaged the souls of many strong men who thought they were extraordinary, and their blood was surging.

Therefore, at the place closest to the barrier of the world, there are only a crow, a pigeon, a mouse, an old man, and a white-haired loli.

"ended."

Hezikaya sighed suddenly.

Countless holy lights were brewing in his vicissitudes of eyes, which cut off the scorching heat and light, so he could see clearly.

The Kuroshio and Chitu were indeed evenly matched at the beginning.

However, Silent Moon obviously lacked stamina. Under the crushing force of the Withered King, after only holding on for a few breaths, the blue moonlight and the boundless black tide quickly collapsed.

On the blue moon, after losing the cover... a hideous wound like a rift was revealed.

"I see. Is it because the King of Withering rushed towards Silent Moon so eagerly because he knew his weakness?"

Hezikaya thought everything through in an instant, and sighed:

"However, at this point, Silent Moon has calculated and calculated. In order to prevent the King of Wither from succeeding, he has consumed too much power. Even if he didn't have this weakness, he might not be a match for the King of Wither.

In the end, what defeated this god...was fear? "

"The evil god died of fear, what a textbook ironic ending."

"Next... Urrons."

"exist."

"let's start."

"Yes."

……

Above the void, the Withered King didn't seem to have thought that he could defeat Lan Yue so easily, and a touch of human ecstasy appeared in his ferocious pupils.

The majestic corona swayed frantically, and countless thin palms directly penetrated the void, wrapped in the red flames that burned everything, and suddenly plunged into the hideous wound.

Lan Yue roared angrily, but there was nothing he could do.

He and the King of Withering are gods of the same status, but this kind of life-and-death struggle is like a dam crossing a river. As long as there is an ant nest, it will collapse for thousands of miles.

Not to mention, how can he describe the power he has exerted during this time in terms of an ant nest.

Several projections, countless blood meals, and all the sacrifices of the evil believers were all consumed in the previous plan, but nothing was gained, and even something important was lost instead.

In this way, how can he fight against the withered king who has been ignoring the prayers of believers during this period of time to recharge his energy for this battle of gods?

As I said before, the outcome of this battle of gods was already determined a long time ago!

Therefore, at this moment, the endless terracotta phantom descended, disintegrating all the blue and clear light, and the fire of annihilation poured into the moon like lava, and swept and devoured everything unscrupulously along the huge hideous wound.

boom--

The Silent Moon was shaken suddenly, accompanied by still silent but wailing that caused the whole world to feel grief, that round of blue moon was no longer perfect, but like a broken mirror, one after another of despair emerged cracks.

God body, broken.

And since the countless broken moonstones, at the core, the Withered King finally saw what he had been looking for for a long time.

It is impossible to see its shape, its meaning, its endless brilliance, and it is impossible to describe its magnificence with all the words in the world...

——The core of authority.

……

While the Withered King was concentrating on the core of authority, an inconspicuous corner in the void, a golden door, suddenly took shape.

Hezikaya walked out of the door, looked up, and a frenzy flashed in his sight.

At this time, how can you only let you, the King of Wither, enjoy it alone?

In the distance, crows flew by and dropped a few feathers.

The white dove flapped its wings and took away a piece of cool moonlight.

Mangy rats are sneaky and prowling on the very edge.

And Hezikaya held the scepter tightly and waved it lightly.

As the golden light fell, it seemed as if countless doors overlapped instantly, and the part of the broken divine body in the infinite distance unexpectedly appeared directly in front of him.

On the fragments of the divine body, there is still a palpitating sense of death. That kind of terrifying pollution can turn a crown-wearing person into a puppet of the moon in just an instant.

But alas, the moon is dying.

Hezikaya rolled up his sleeves, and the holy light fell, sealing the meaning of death in it. When he grabbed it with five fingers, the fragments of the divine body would automatically fly towards him.

But he was in a trance suddenly, just like a video cassette, and then turned it upside down, and the fragment of the divine body that flew towards him retreated back strangely.

Hezikaya was stunned for a moment, then reacted suddenly, and roared angrily:

"Meladomir!"

"Oh, oh, what are you calling, don't you know how to respect the old and love the young?"

Meera didn't know when she appeared not far away, and behind her was a faint phantom of a huge clock. With one small hand, the fragment of the divine body shrunk automatically and fell into her palm.

"For the elderly, you have to be humble, don't you think so, little guy." Meera blinked and said with a cute face.

[WEB] 3. The Fallen Moon

"You have respect for the elders, how about love for the young?!" Hezikaya blew his beard and stared.

"what?"

Meera looked at him in shock, "You are more than 400 years old, and you still want to pretend to be tender, so shameless!"

"you……"

Hezikaya almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Who pretends to be tender?

Isn't it your old man who likes to pretend to be young the most in this world?