Xiao Zhimiao sat in the auditorium on the top floor, looking coldly at the square in front of him that looked like a scroll from hell.
Below her line of sight, a blood-covered figure was struggling in the hands of the red-haired witch. If she hadn't known that it was Cyannia, covered in blood and looking embarrassed and fighting back, she wouldn't have recognized it. Out.
The red-haired witches kept torturing Siannia in various ways. Under the suppression of Xiao Zhimiao's increasingly powerful crimson magic power, Siannia's attacks and abilities were simply not enough.
His body was constantly attacked and injured by the witches, and then Xiao Zhimiao quickly healed his wounds, letting him feel it over and over again.
The crimson magic power with weak holy magic power passed through his body and healed his wounds, just like how Xiao Zhimiao felt when Salos used the holy magic circle to treat his wounds in the hotel. It felt like his body was lying on a piece of burning flesh. There are densely packed needles on the red iron plate, which makes people extremely uncomfortable.
Seeing Siannia's appearance, she felt no joy or pleasure in her heart. He was just a mad dog.
In her limited memory of the past relationship between Seiania and Secia, Seiania has always disliked Secia. Whenever she saw her, she would be sarcastic and often tease and bully her.
She would never let him bully her, she would take revenge every time, and she would be more cruel than he bullied her.
By the time of the witch trials, the two of them had reached the point where they wanted each other dead.
She no longer had any pleasure or interest in seeing people like Seannia suffer and suffer.
But letting Him die directly would be too cheap for Him.
She even wanted to find other ways to torture Him and make her feel comfortable.
Now she has an idea, which is to let him live temporarily, let him watch other gods being killed by her one by one, let him feel death approaching her infinitely, and don't know when death will come to her.
Thinking about it this way, she became slightly more interested in torturing Him.
Xiao Zhimiao covered her abdomen, feeling the life flowing out of her body.
The weaker she was, the stronger the magic circle and magic value became. After Aqil sacrificed himself in Cain City, she began to study the spell of sacrifice.
Aqil's sacrifice by an ordinary player can allow her to break through the limit and her faith value will increase greatly.
Now, she is sacrificing the identity and body of the evil god. The stronger the ability and identity of the person, the stronger the spell. Even two more clones of the god will not be able to break through the magic circle she has set up.
Unless He comes.
Xiao Zhimiao turned his attention to the huge statue of the God of Light.
When she was finally clearing the Golden Village, she saw the phantom of the God of Light, who took the young Sethia away from the Golden Village.
It was at this time that He brought Sethia back to the divine realm.
Xiao Zhimiao lowered her eyes. After coming out of the Golden Village, she had been thinking about why the God of Light wanted to bring her back to the Divine Realm.
Just because she is His daughter?
Judging from the tragic situation of her mother and the witch trials, she knew that the God of Light regarded this part of His past as a shame and put all the responsibility on her mother, making the world think that it was the witch who shamelessly seduced Him. , defiled Him, caused her mother to be criticized by thousands of people, and even had her tied to the stake and burned alive.
How could He, who was so resistant and disgusted with this past, accept a Scythia who was a "stain" to Him?
As long as she is around, He will be reminded repeatedly that He once had a very bad past with a witch. He is a majestic God of light, worshiped and worshiped by the world, but he was defiled by a witch and seduced by her to pull him off the altar. .
Even Xiao Zhimiao felt extremely ridiculous when he thought about it. He had already become a god, but he still dared not face up to what he had done and put all the blame for his mistakes on a woman.
The woman was reviled and burned, and stepped into hell, but He is still a high-ranking god revered by the world.
Whenever Xiao Zhimiao thinks about it, he feels extremely
Disgusting.
Seannia kept screaming and cursing her, and the sound almost covered up the screams of other people in the square, as if a louder voice could curse her to death.
He couldn't anger her with words in the past, let alone now.
It was really noisy. She wanted to hear Him begging for mercy. She had never heard it before. Cyannia had a proud personality, so letting Him beg for mercy from her would probably be more uncomfortable than death.
"Let me in!"
Cyannia fell in front of the magic circle of the judges. This magic circle built by several judges could resist the attacks of the crazy witches.
However, due to Xiao Zhimiao's intentional actions, the witches did not attack them.
It was not that he let them go on purpose, but that he wanted to make Cyannia even more desperate. People who should have been on the same camp as him turned a cold shoulder to him.
Cyannia watched them standing in a safe magic circle, their white robes spotless, but he could only be tortured by the witch outside.
He was an aloof and extremely noble god. His body was covered in blood and he was dodging the attacks of the witches in a panic. He was feeling the same physical pain as ordinary people.
"Pfft!" Witch Mora swung her long bone spurs to penetrate a big hole in Siannia's body, and this time, Xiao Zhimiao slowed down the recovery of his wounds.
She wanted to see how long Ciannia could hold on.
Siannia was lying on a step, covering the big hole in his chest. The blood flowed out under him and gathered into a river, but he could not die and could only endure the seemingly endless pain.
Xiao Zhimiao walked slowly to him and looked at him condescendingly.
"What do you think, I throw you to the execution ground?"
Xiao Zhimiao had a harmless smile on his face, as if he couldn't feel the pain caused by the wound on his chest.
Siannia looked at the person in front of him who disgusted him the most and cursed her in a sharp voice: "Sesia, you little ***, dirty ***! One day I will make you regret it!"
Xiao Zhimiao sneered coldly, "You just scolded me with just two words. You little beast, you are really useless."
Siannia looked at the crimson curse mark flashing in her hand, and tried to prop up his body. After several attempts, he fell to the ground. He felt that his body was extremely heavy, as if there was a big mountain pressing on him.
"Throw you to the execution ground, make your meat into delicacies, and feed it to you."
Xiao Zhimiao approached step by step, with a smile on his face, "You are a god anyway, you will not die, and I will not let you die. Before the butcher chops you into pieces, I will piece together parts of you. Let you grow back and then continue to chop you into pieces. If you can’t finish your own meat, I will throw it away and feed it to the dogs.”
Xiao Zhimiao's words were like a demon whispering in Siannia's ears, and that gorgeous face seemed to have turned into a ghostly monster, making Siannia feel chills all over her body.
After seeing the teleportation curse mark appear under her feet, his psychological defense finally collapsed, and a golden curse seal emerged from his hand.
Xiao Zhimiao looked at the curse seal composed of sun patterns in his hand, and the smile at the corner of his mouth deepened, "Seannia, you still can't help but summon him."
This was the moment she had been waiting for.
When Cyannia used this curse seal, there was no look of joy on her face, but instead there was a trace of panic after making a mistake.
He closed his eyes, covering up the trace of self-loathing in his eyes.
In the eyes of others, He always carries the title of the Son of the God of Light, and He seems to be very proud of this identity.
But He himself knew very well that without this identity, He was nothing.
In the God's Realm, all gods have their own status and positions, but he is only the son of the God of Light. At most, he serves as an inspection priest and a priest of the God of Light, but he even follows his father's beliefs.
In the current land where God comes, He also has a statue of God, but His statue is always placed next to His father. Even if there is a separate statue of God, in the eyes of others, it is the son of the God of Light.
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Seiya is different. She has the status of the God of Witches and has her own followers. Although Seiya hates her, she has to admit that Seiya is extremely talented and can create many spells of her own.
When he saw her for the first time, a strong sense of crisis arose in his heart. The better she was, the more he hated her. He was afraid that she would even squeeze out his only identity. He is the light. Son of God, so is she. Z.br>
After getting along with her for a long time, he discovered that his father actually liked Sethia very much, which made him feel uneasy even more, especially as Sethia also hated him. Every time she bullied and teased him, he would suffer worse than her. revenge.
But Sethia pretended to be well-behaved in front of her father and other gods. He wanted to tear off her face wrapped in sheepskin!
Siannia opened her eyes and looked at Sethia in front of her, feeling that she was even more hateful than before.
He kept telling himself in the past that Sethia was just a lowly mixed-race succubus. How could she compare with him?
Her mother, whose father hated her so much, must also dislike her.
Deep down in his heart, he was jealous of Scythia, jealous that she could become an orthodox god and accept the faith of the world, but he was nothing and nothing except the son of the God of Light.
So over the years, he has been continuously improving his abilities and finding ways to obtain higher system permissions.
Finally, He occupied a place on his own in the God's Domain and had his own authority in his hands, but Scythia appeared again at this time.
Why is she always so haunted, why is she still alive? !
Siannia looked at the golden curse seal in his hand and clenched his hand into a fist. Why was he forced to rely on his father's care again!
He looked at Xiao Zhimiao with eyes filled with hatred and anger, as if he wanted to burn her to death.
Xiao Zhimiao didn't care about Siannia's hatred for her. From the beginning, he regarded her as an enemy, so she wouldn't be polite.
However, Seannia was not good enough without the God of Light in her eyes.
Now, He is just a tool in his own hands.
Xiao Zhimiao watched as the golden curse seal in his hand formed a small defensive formation under him, covering him. This golden curse seal had a layer of the divine seal of the God of Light on it, which even she could not break.
After the defensive magic array was formed, a ray of skylight emerged from the clouds and fell on the statue of the God of Light in the center of the square.
