Most of the so-called gods are merciful, so there is no heaven in this world, only hell.
If you think about it carefully, even the Holy See, which exists as a servant of God, is actually just a supreme organization born to fight against the demons. Its roots come from the prophet who once traveled across mountains and rivers to lead mankind to open up a new habitat. .
They have never denied the existence of sitting in the sky, nor have they ever preached that there is a corresponding side of hell.
But I at least know that hell exists.
Or maybe it’s because there are people who have been to hell and dogs from hell that I can confirm this fact.
In particular, I have come face-to-face with gods.
"Villier?"
The sword god girl who was once the god of the forest in front of her raised her head in a daze, and spat out the remains of a few watermelon seeds in her mouth.
"Hey, you're back." She raised her hand, shook it slightly, and smiled slightly, "How did the matter go?"
"I haven't seen actual progress yet, but if it's a promise, I can get it easily."
But in fact, commitment is something that is completely uncertain.
"Isn't that the same as no progress at all?"
Nolan Lusi looked a little helpless and said: "If a fight can solve the problem, I am not willing to take so much trouble."
I smiled slightly and said, "There is no way. In any case, doing anything with the identity of a demon will be considered problematic, especially this kind of display of force."
"but--"
I turned to look at Villier.
"Have you changed your clothes? This can be regarded as the phenomenon of transforming into a sword god."
"Ah, that's true." Villier tilted her head in confusion and said, "Before I had the pleasure of switching, I still liked the little green skirt, but now I just think that kind of clothes are practical for action. It’s too troublesome, so let’s just leave it at that.”
"Well, there are people in hell who like to dress like this." Nolan Lusi said thoughtfully, "But it's really hard to see them from now on."
Now it seems that Villier looks like the girl next door wearing bold hot pants and a short top. Her dazzling thighs and belly have the urge to shout "Nice boat" .
"Stop talking about weird memories..." I sighed.
Although having a girl like this in the hotel is indeed quite eye-catching, she only attracts more eyeballs.
Turning to look at Villier, I said helplessly: "Although I don't know if you have any so-called setting that the fewer clothes you have, the stronger your combat effectiveness will be, but in such a winter day, I still don't want such a picture. It's better to look like 'I'm different from others'."
In today's crowded place, if a person with such a bold secular concept suddenly appears, you will feel that there is something wrong with this person just by intuition without thinking.
But there is news about gods - in fact, I have never heard of it before, so I can't imagine what the situation will be like in the future. To be on the safe side, it's better to correct Villier's concept.
"Okay, okay, I get it." Villier waved her hand nonchalantly and said, "Now I feel quite shocked. You know, I used to like small skirts..."
Along with a sharp breath, Villier's originally hot outfit has turned into an ordinary loose style.
It's just that it's still different from the normal clothes now.
"Okay, where's Kellas?"
"In the kitchen."
······Wait, wait! Why is she in such a dangerous place?
"Don't worry." Verrier said, lying on the table like a salted fish, "She is acting as a food taster, experimenting with new dishes with Teresa, but to be more precise, she is Trying to imitate?"
"That's okay." I breathed a sigh of relief.
But when I stepped into the kitchen, I still regretted it.
Aido, who was putting together strange pieces, shook slightly when we came in, while Teresa was in the corner of the kitchen, holding her head and lowering her head as if reflecting.
Then Kyle Brushes got a new hairdo—it's now trendy curls.
"Did you do any alchemy experiments in my kitchen..."
Probably hearing my voice, Teresa trotted from the corner to me and said pitifully: "Yes, I'm sorry, but I don't know what happened..."
Aidolu slowly made money, and when she saw Nolan Lusi beside me, she seemed to have lost her soul and became sluggish.
"Your Majesty, Demon King, please listen to my explanation!" She waved her arms randomly and said with some confusion, "I actually didn't do anything special, and I didn't do anything extra. I just followed the steps. Yes, but I don’t know how—”
"Exploded?" Nolan Lusi tilted his head and said, "It looks like it should have exploded."
Aidolu's face fell, then she turned her head away and said as if she didn't dare to look directly: "But, but I really don't know."
Nolan Lusi touched her chin and said, "There is indeed no aura of magic in the room."
"Indeed." I looked at the stove, and there seemed to be no traces of the dust explosion I imagined.
"What were you doing just now?"
Teresa tilted her head slightly and said, "I was cooking, but I don't know why the pot suddenly exploded."
Kyle Russ silently pointed to the suspicious carbon-black object on the kitchen wall and said, "Here, that's it."
That is no longer a normal dish! It looks like a creation of some kind of evil god! !
Wait, wait a minute——
I stared stiffly at the unknown object on the wall, and the weird smell slipped away quietly from my senses.
"What?" Nolan Lusi patted me on the shoulder, "Are you extremely shocked by their results?"
"It's not that-" I narrowed my eyes slightly, "No matter how you look at it, you should be used to that kind of thing."
"Seriously, did you feel anything just now?"
Nolan Lusi raised her eyebrows and said, "What do you feel? Nothing."
"There is no fluctuation in magic power, and there is no breath of Yuanli - it is better to say that all the transcendent powers that I know have never existed here." She groped her chin and said, "But your strange talent is really hard to ignore. .”
"Let me investigate a little deeper."
