I am God Chapter 664: : God of Heaven and Hell

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Under the stele engraved with history.

Everything is frozen and time begins to return to the moment of recording.

Nit looked into the distance, his body began to turn into foam, and gradually merged into the wind and snow.

He also wants to follow everyone, returning to the day when he started again.

When parting, Ice Fairy told Nit: "I took your memories away!"

Nit just asked: "What do you need it for."

Frozen Fairy: "Your wishes and memories are anchor points, anchoring time and space faults. You started the reset of time and ended with you."

Nite: "Is it because I made a wish?"

Ice Fairy: "If you compare this space-time fault to a story, you can also see yourself as the protagonist in this story, and this story needs the protagonist's thread to connect it."

"In this way it will turn into a long scroll, into a movement."

"It's just that most people have forgotten everything that happened here."

"This is a story of nothingness, a story hidden beyond the years."

Nit: "A story that never happened, and a character that no one knows?"

Knowing the answer, Nite finally said to Fengxue quietly.

"It's also a meaningless life."

Nite turned into foam and floated into the distance.

As the bubble of all things comes together, start afresh in the miraculous realm of light.

And the memories of countless people came together, turning into a vast river of time and surrounding the ice fairy.

A shining letter swallows this river of time and anchors this time.

At this time, the golden light and endless snow foam finally gradually became visible, and the whole world slowly became stable again.

And this moment.

The Ice Fairy has completed the advanced stage.

For her, this space-time fault that disappeared beyond the years is her domain.

The Ice Fairy stretched out her hand and caught the letter.

She looked at the words on the letter, each one was shining with golden light.

"Why are you trying so hard to deliver the letter?"

The Ice Fairy carefully put away the letter, her eyes left her feet and extended to the peaceful world in the distance.

Finally.

The ice and snow fairy put away the monument engraved in history, and floated into the distance with the wind on the flower of ice crystal.

Just like when she came.

Among the heavy snowfall.

A small figure in the white world walks along the railway track from the end of the sky, and gradually walks towards the distant city.

He walked beside the railroad tracks blankly, as if he didn't know why he came here, and why he went to a distant place.

Suddenly, he stopped.

After a while, a face suddenly appeared in his hood. It was a beautiful face, but with a pair of frightening childish eyes.

It is a pair of eyes that can destroy others as well as oneself.

"What's wrong, Nite?"

"Why don't you go?"

Migina looked along the railway and asked her son.

"We are almost there, and we are about to launch an attack on the heaven that destroyed everything for you."

"Don't you want to hurry up and drag those nasty guys to hell?"

"Don't you want them to wander forever in the cold and desolate wilderness?"

But Nite remained motionless, talking nonsense.

"Mom!"

"I seem to have had a long, long nightmare, a terrible dream."

Migina: "Dream, what dream?"

Nit opened his mouth wide and looked into the distance: "I don't know, I forgot."

He tried hard to recall, but he couldn't remember anything, but the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became.

"I just remember, it was terrible."

"It's really scary~"

He obviously didn't have a real flesh and blood body anymore, and he couldn't feel the cold anymore, but at this moment Nit hugged him tightly, like a child shivering from the cold.

He said: "It's so terrible that even my brain is frozen, so I can't remember."

True nightmares, the deepest and most terrifying dreams, waking up with no recollection of anything.

But even if many things are forgotten, the pain and despair in the nightmare will still echo in the mind and be engraved deep in the subconscious.

Nite couldn't see any light in his eyes, let alone hope.

Mijina told Nit: "It's just a dream, it doesn't matter when you wake up."

Nit shook his head slowly, with tiredness in his voice.

"No, no."

"I didn't wake up, I was still in a nightmare."

He looked into the distance, at the city at the end of the railway.

"Because my life is a nightmare!"

He seemed to feel something, and pointed to the distance.

"If I go forward, this nightmare will continue."

"I can't go, and I can't move forward."

Migina was stunned: "What crazy things are you talking about?"

However, Nit's words didn't stop because of her at all: "As long as I stop, this nightmare should be over."

Migina suddenly understood something: "Are you going to give up?"

Migina's voice immediately became sharper, and she questioned Nit loudly.

"Do you want to give up revenge?"

"Nite, how dare you say such a thing."

"Have you forgotten the hatred of the family being destroyed, have you forgotten the hatred of your mother?"

"Have you forgotten the hatred of all the dead?"

"We want to destroy the Bright Kingdom and kill the Lord of Purgatory. This is what we must do."

Nit looked at Miggina, lowered his eyelids slightly, and said with a tired smile.

"No, that's just mother's hatred, it's your hatred, it has nothing to do with me."

Migina was stunned, as if she didn't recognize the Nite in front of her.

She didn't understand why her son, who was so obedient just now, suddenly became "rebellious" at this moment.

Nit still maintained that tired smile, staring at his mother's jealous eyes with those lazy eyes.

Under the hood, two pairs of eyes are close together.

A bright red is like a fire that burns the world, and a dark night is like a dark night that swallows the sky.

This time Nite didn't back down in the slightest, it was like the collision of laziness and jealousy, the impact of darkness and fire.

he said.

"Why?"

"Why should I suffer for your hatred and the responsibility you entrusted to me?"

"Why, I want to live for you, and do my best to work hard for your wishes?"

"Can't I live a good life for myself, for me, without any responsibility?"

"If this life is a nightmare."

"Is it because I just lie down without thinking about anything, as long as I don't push this nightmare."

Nit's body shuddered, his throat trembling with longing.

"I..."

"Wouldn't it be painful?"

Nite fell into a fantasy, as if he had imagined that dream that would allow him to live easily, a place where there would be no more pain.

Unknowingly, layers of shadows appeared under his feet and became a part of him.

The shadow of sloth from the abyss was summoned again and attached to him automatically.

And Mijina was furious, she reprimanded Nite loudly.

"You are too selfish!"

"How can you do this, you only care about yourself."

"How can you be so selfish."

In the darkness, she stretched out her hands, grabbed Nit's head firmly, and yelled loudly in his ear.

"Nit, look at me."

"I tell you to look at me, look into my eyes."

"You are not allowed to sleep, and you are not allowed to escape."

However, Nite remained unmoved.

Mijina is completely anxious, she has already reached this point, how can she give up, how can Nite give up.

She yelled and cursed, and she no longer had the image of a mother.

"Nit!"

"You are worse than a beast!"

"Animals know how to repay their kindness, they all know how to avenge their blood relatives, they all know how to work hard and make progress!"

"You trash, you only know how to be lazy since you were a child, and you only know how to avoid the tasks you have to complete."

"You are a useless piece of trash!"

Nite quietly listened to his mother's yelling and cursing, he did not deny it at all, but admitted it.

"Yeah!"

"I'm a piece of shit, I'm useless."

Nit held his head up, looking at his mother expectantly.

"But, if it's mom."

"You should understand me, my mother who loves me will definitely not let me suffer like this, will she?"

Mijina seemed to be annoyed and laughed, and then cursed frantically.

"I don't have a son like you. My son is as strong as a god. He is a strong man who is not afraid of any difficulties and will not be defeated by anyone."

"He was born with my wishes and hatred on his back, and he is destined to become the person I expect."

"How could I give birth to..."

However, Nite looked at his mother in rage.

But another picture seemed to emerge in his eyes.

In the light and shadow of fantasy.

He saw his mother become another person completely, she was a gentle, kind woman who loved him deeply.

She showed a gentle smile to Nit, looked at herself in pain lovingly with water-like eyes, and seemed to be able to deeply feel Nit's despair.

Mother opened her arms towards him and gently took him into her arms.

"Nits."

"It doesn't matter."

"If you're tired, take a break!"

"Don't think about those things, don't think about those painful past events, go to sleep quietly!"

Looking carefully, the mother faintly overlaps with another appearance, the person who treats the world and him tenderly.

Nit lay in his mother's arms, showing a happy smile.

"I knew, Mom, you love me the most, and you must be able to feel my pain."

"I knew..."

"You must care about me."

In a split second.

The terrifying phantom surged out from behind Nite, swallowing Miggina with the light of original sin.

Mijina and Nite merged into one, the jealous light and the lazy shadow merged into one, and Nite's shadow turned into a mother's shape, with a pair of red eyes in the center of the shadow's head.

Under the earth, the gate of the abyss opened instantly.

The black under Nite's feet continued to spread, spreading towards the surroundings.

The moment you are about to fall.

Nit raised his head and looked up at the sky.

Under the sea of ​​clouds, he happened to see a Winged Man flying across the sky, hurrying along.

The other party was wearing a postal bag, a scarf, and a hat with a sun patch.

As she flew high above the railroad tracks, she muttered to herself.

"Hurry up, we're going to be late."

"Don't slack off, everyone is waiting for the messenger to arrive with the package!"

Nit looked at the shadow, two lines of tears suddenly flowed from his tired face.

He didn't understand why, why he shed tears for the figure of an ordinary Yiren, and he was even so moved that he couldn't restrain it.

Then, his feet were empty.

Falling towards the boundless darkness.

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The other side.

The consciousness of Naproses fell from the sky and fell directly into hell.

But at this time, his authority has been taken away.

He failed again, and became a prisoner in **** just like the ghosts he once locked in hell.

Naproseth stared blankly at the closed gate of **** in the sky, at a loss as to what to do.

But gradually, fear and despair appeared in his eyes.

He once again recalled the endless darkness he spent in the world in the vat.

"Boom!"

However, at this time, the gate of **** was pushed open again.

Naproseth looked over in ecstasy, but found a familiar figure who pushed the door open.

Porik the Ghost.

No, at this time, it can already be called the dead monarch Polik.

Or rather—Porik, the king of hell.

Naproseth let out a horrified roar: "What are you doing here?"

He stared at the other person's clothes, and said angrily.

"What are you doing with my sickle in my clothes?"

The more he spoke, the sharper his voice became, even broken.

"You bastard, what are you doing in my country?"

He seems to understand something, but he is unwilling to understand.

Porik walked down step by step. He was wearing the black robe of the **** of death and wielding a sickle, sitting on the throne that ruled the kingdom of God.

He looked down at the unbelievable Naproses from above, at this moment, Naproses seemed to have become that villain again.

Porik didn't brag about anything to embarrass Naproseth, he just said something softly.

"You are free."

In an instant, Naproseth lost everything.

He lost his authority, he lost the kingdom of God, and he lost everything.

However, there was something else that stuck with him.

That was the mortal cowardice he had once cast aside, all his "flaws".

In the abyss.

Naproseth lost another body, he could even be said to be dead, but for some reason he appeared in a somewhat familiar body.

He looked up, only to find himself in a bottle.

Looking out of the bottle again, he saw a guy that he hated extremely.

"Nit!"

"You trash, it's all your fault, it's all because of you..."

Naproseth roared furiously. He wanted to rush out, but he couldn't get out of Nit's body.

Now, they are one again.

It's just that it is Nite who controls this body now, not Naproseth.

The Slothy Sin layer of the Abyss.

Countless terrifying monsters revealed their initial forms in the darkness, and they were born because of Nit's fall.

They have a shape similar to ghosts, but they also have the power of original sin and darkness, as well as the foul and corrupt breath of the abyss.

There seems to be a deep sleepiness in their laziness, as if they can steal people's sobriety and initiative.

The Sandman.

Nit walked towards a high place, and densely packed Sandman was born from under his feet.

Like countless his shadows rushing towards the entire abyss layer.

Several sandmen have built a dark palace of indolence, a cocooned throne.

Nite stepped on the abyss and walked towards his throne step by step.

On the way.

The test of the abyss is coming.

Terrible meat mountains and stars appeared on the heights, and the will of the abyss penetrated into Nit's consciousness.

But in just a moment, it was over.

Because Nite is too lazy to accept the test.

He does not need to be induced by the will of the abyss, not eroded by original sin, and does not need to declare any depravity.

It seems that he is guilty of sloth.

The power of laziness firmly surrendered under his feet, and the shadow of laziness was completely controlled by him.

The terrifying sandman greeted their king like a devout believer and servant, and dared not even make a sound, as if afraid of disturbing the lazy master.

At this moment, even the will of the abyss seemed to be stunned, and he didn't leave for a long time after the test was over.

It seems that there has never been a king of the abyss who was on the throne like Nit.

Finally.

Nit entered his palace and stood before his throne.

At this time, the shadow under his feet rushed out, condensing the outline of Mijina, revealing her jealous eyes and roaring unwillingly.

"Nit!"

"Get up, how can you sleep, how can you sleep!"

"What about your hatred, what about your desire, don't you want to become stronger?"

"Go, go and kill your enemies, go and destroy the Yiren's kingdom, go and destroy that damned world."

Migina repeated her old trick, one shadow after another emerged from behind Nit, shouting at Nit.

"Nit..."

"Nit..."

Nit remained motionless, but the Sandman sensed something.

They immediately destroyed those ghosts, turning them into a personal dream, drifting away to the distant star sea.

And this is outside the body, inside Nate's body.

Naproseth was also roaring at Nit, making a sound of unwillingness.

"You trash, take control of your own destiny!"

"Go break this cage, occupy the abyss, and defeat the evil **** of original sin!"

"If you don't want to do anything, just give me your body, give me everything..."

Naproseth roared like crazy, trying to **** Nit's body.

However, they couldn't break through that barrier.

Under the roaring and cursing of Miggina and Naproseth.

Nit stepped forward, then turned around.

Lie down.

In a dark world.

He leaned deeply on the back of the throne, making the most comfortable posture.

He has never been so relaxed in his life as he is now.

Now.

He doesn't have to shoulder any missions, he doesn't have to obey anyone's will, and he doesn't have to run around for any responsibilities.

He let his mother Miggina and Naproseth yell in his ears, and let them try to break free.

He was also motionless.

He tilted his head and sat lazily on his throne.

The corners of his mouth parted slightly, revealing a weary smile.