Chapter 24 No Time

Style: Heros Author: The great master roaredWords: 2192Update Time: 24/01/11 23:44:37
Although the world lacks everything this time, it is not full of opportunities.

This world is still very poor. If you want to gain more power in a barren world, quantity is probably the only way.

In the blink of an eye, two 365 days have passed. Unfortunately, there is still no such thing as a year in this world. After all, there are no seasons, and the flow of time seems irregular.

But there are still annual repertoires.

Rinaudo could often see the sky falling downwards. At that time, the sky and the earth would merge into one for a short time, and then separate amidst the wailing of the earth.

Moreover, the god-king of the sky became increasingly impatient with his wife. He would often return to his supreme throne of God without looking back after solving his needs rudely.

Rinaudo felt that if he guessed correctly, the earth might already have a new child.

Because the lush forests he brought to the earth some time ago have been drained of their strength by the weakness of the earth and turned into dead trees.

Because of this incident, he originally thought that he would be able to reach the middle level of divine power within two years, or at least the peak of weak divine power. But now, because of the death of a large forest, the power of prosperity has backfired, almost hurting him. .

It was also the mother of the earth who felt sorry for her little son. After the separation of heaven and earth, an inconspicuous light merged into his body, which symbolized the prosperity of life on earth.

It is also part of the earth’s own godhead.

In other words, if you don't analyze it into a weaker godhead, you can treat it as a piece of earth godhead.

It was inevitable that Rinaudo would be greedy for the Godhead of the Earth, but he was not a big idiot. Although it was painful, he still gritted his teeth and decomposed the small piece of Godhead of the Earth into smaller but fuller ones. The prosperity of life.

He is indeed his mother's favorite cub.

But the father was not so easy to talk to.

In the past two years, except for the improvement of the godhood of the earth sent by the Mother of the Earth, Rinaudo has not gained any power.

It's not that he has no idea what's missing in this world. On the contrary, his power has a tendency to expand outwards with the nourishment of time.

And he himself had already thought about which more powerful godhead he should obtain next, but an incident a year ago made him regain his awe for everything that he had accidentally abandoned.

I remember that day, a new god was supposed to be born, and she was also a very smart ocean nymph.

The spirit that symbolizes the ocean was conceived together with the mother and father gods of the ocean, and is an earlier child.

The child's divinity was more inclined towards the father, so it stayed on earth.

Until two years ago, the elf was the same as the other brothers and sisters, and she did not feel her own power.

But Rinaudo brought a small acceleration to the world.

He used the spring water as a basis to spread a little mist into the forest that would not block the view, so as to moisturize the dry skin of the earth and restore a little vitality to the earth.

This originally made others think that the god of mist would always be the one who brought things into the world.

But this elf is extremely bold. She burns her own divinity and shouts to the supreme law.

Mist is weak after all. Since there is weakness, there should also be thick fog under a large amount of gathering.

The world is happy to accept this.

But whether it was the elf or the will of the world, they all ignored one thing.

The desire of the God-King in the sky to control the world is so terrifying that he does not even allow anything to cover the sight projected from the sky to the earth. Even the slightest hint of it will make the God-King violently destroy it.

Rinaudo can still clearly remember that while the sacred golden flame was burning, the sky fell from the dome to the earth, turning it into a terrifying scene full of stars.

Ouranos personally came forward to crush the newly condensed godhead of the fog. Naudo couldn't bear the origin of the fog. After all, he already had two origins.

The elf itself was not the creator of the fog, nor was he close to the origin.

This allowed the origin of the fog to avoid being crushed into pieces by the God King in the sky.

To be honest, generally speaking, no one should dare to harm the origin because of its importance, but before leaving, the God-King glanced at him, the God of Mist, to see if there was any fog on him. The origin, is there any possibility of re-condensing the dense fog? It is almost a straightforward and undisguised murderous intention.

This lunatic actually wanted him, an origin god with two origins, to perish.

Fortunately, he was obedient at that time and did not make any unnecessary movements. The other party also felt that there was no source of mist in him and left directly without carefully investigating. Otherwise, the power of Mother Earth and the milk of life in his body would definitely will be discovered.

After that, Rinaudo didn't dare to do anything else for a while.

Originally it had amulets, whether it was his identity or the mother goddess, these could have protected him from harm.

But the meaning in Ouranos's eyes was too obvious, and it was obvious that Rinaudo didn't dare to take a gamble.

In the past two years, he has only been fulfilling his godhood on the earth and has not been noticed again, which can be considered gratifying.

I don’t know why, but the God King in the sky is becoming more and more cruel, as if he is affected by some unknown force.

Although Ouranos was not a very good guy before, he could still tell which ones could move and which ones couldn't.

But now, not only is he becoming more and more impatient with Mother Earth, but he is also becoming more and more casual. He is even intensifying his torture on the children of his 12 Titan gods. Even on the earth, he can often hear the words of those twelve powerful ones. The tormented cries of the mighty Titans.

It was hard for Rinaudo to imagine the kind of pain that made the 12 powerful gods even abandon their own dignity, and just wanted to express their pain through loud howls.

Let him be glad that he was too weak when he was born, so that Uranus in the sky did not notice him.

But it depends on what the other person means.

He seems to be somewhat interested in the lullaby he hums from time to time, but he just doesn't bother to snatch the followers of the God of Sleep.

This also made him feel at ease. Since he couldn't develop on the natural side, why not try the artistic side first.

Tian Tian wouldn't care about that kind of godhead with little fighting ability.