I am God Chapter 654: : Duma, our family will be together soon!

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In the heavy snow.

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.

Suddenly, a swift shadow flew over the railroad tracks.

"Hugh!"

The speed of the flying shadow is far faster than that of ordinary Yiren, and it can be regarded as a rare "master" among ordinary people.

He was carrying a heavy leather bag, and he was saying hurriedly that he was going to be late.

It looks very busy.

In such a bitter wind and snow, even Yiren can hardly bear it. Most Yiren usually hide at home and light up the fireplace at this time, and the vehicles and even trains on the road have begun to decrease or even stop running.

Nite was fascinated, and looked up, watching the man disappear in a hurry into the heavy snow.

"What is that man doing?"

The voice rang from the ear: "It's a messenger."

Nit looked at the heavy snow and the howling wind.

"Is it such a cold day?"

The voice said: "That's how the messenger is, it doesn't stop all year round."

Nit continued to move forward. Instead of going to the distant city, he came to a place outside the city following the guidance of his mother Miggina, and stopped here.

Heavy snow flooded the whole world, but one can vaguely see the ruins of walls in the heavy snow.

It seems that there were many buildings here a long time ago, and many people lived here, but they are already deserted now.

The most conspicuous is an ancient obelisk building, which is wrapped together by three minarets.

There are many scattered buildings under the main building, all built around the obelisk.

But now this place is already deserted.

The people around did not dare to come over. I heard that some strange things often happened in this building. It used to belong to a powerful person, but it died in a very strange way.

Nit looked here: "What is this place?"

Migina told him: "This is a secret residence of our former family members."

Nit didn't see anyone: "There's nothing here."

Migina said: "They are all dead."

Nit was silent, and after a while he said: "Those angels did it?"

Migina didn't say that some of them died under the holy light on the spot at the foot of the holy mountain, while the other part died because of the entanglement of the curse.

For example, if you escape so far and still die, there is a high probability that it is because of the curse.

She just mocked and said, "Yes."

Nit didn't ask any more, he just kept all this in his heart.

The family hatred in Mohu in the past seemed to become concrete with the ruins in front of him, and it was superimposed with his personal experience.

Mijina and Nit started the arrangement here, for their plan to destroy the Kingdom of Light and the Celestial Angel.

The location here is the southwest of the Silent Kingdom.

According to what Mijina said, the three countries of Oracle, Good News, and Silence were arranged three super-large ritual arrays a long time ago.

When the holy mountain of light rotates to which country, which ritual array will be activated, and then it will hover over this country for a period of time.

The function of this ritual array is to attract and protect those powerful beings who are not sky angels but conform to the contract of the kingdom of heaven. Metamorphosis.

Time and time again, the Holy Mountain of Light has transformed many times over the years.

It has risen higher and higher and stronger.

Maybe it won't take a few more times before it will undergo its final transformation.

"The next reincarnation, that is, when the winter is coming to an end and the new year is coming."

"The holy mountain of light will come to the kingdom of silence."

"From that direction, pass by here."

"What we have to do is to erode and control the surrounding ritual array nodes one by one, and let this huge ritual array become ours."

"When it starts, let it become our strength."

Nit asked his mother: "Transformation?"

"What transformation has been accomplished?"

Mijina: "A long time ago, our ancestors left a saying that the angel Romir might become a myth in our era, but now God tells me that it is indeed the case."

Nit: "Why didn't you go to the capital of the Kingdom of Silence, which should be the core points of the ritual array, because you are worried about being discovered by those guys on the Holy Mountain of Light?"

Mijina told Nit a secret: "Because the heavenly contract is here, it may not be important at ordinary times, but it is the core and key when the last moment comes."

Nit: "Mom, how do you know this?"

Mijina: "Didn't I tell you that we are the Archangel family, and we have devoutly believed in the King of Angels for generations, starting from the oldest age."

"It's just the end, but it ended up like this."

"We are destroyed by what we believe in."

As Mijina spoke, she struggled out of Nite's body and looked at the sky excitedly.

"I...we got nothing and they got everything."

"That hypocritical guy, the guy who pushed me into the darkness, wants to become an immortal god."

"So."

"I will never let those guys have a good time, and I will never allow that guy to succeed."

My mother Mijina's eyes were a little scary, and her voice was a little hysterical.

However.

Nit thinks this is nothing.

Because he only dreamed about those dead people when he dreamed back at midnight.

His eyes should be so scary too!

Next, Nite lived here.

He used the power of the apostles to easily repair the tower and the buildings below. Occasionally, he would release the ghosts in his body so that they could wander around here.

Nit will also become what it used to be, wandering inside and outside the building, saying hello to ghosts wandering in a daze.

It looked as if it had become the small town he used to live in, the familiar home he grew up with.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the power of a **** to really build a kingdom of gods belonging to ghosts.

But even so, this scene made him look forward to it.

He stood before the window of the minaret, laying his hands on it and said.

"This is the country I want."

Migina: "Is this what you want?"

Nit: "This is what I want."

Some ordinary, even humble.

But that's what Nite wants.

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Every day.

Nite will sneak into a nearby temple or prayer hall.

The servants of God who preside over the temples and prayer halls will also be awakened in the darkness.

At this time, Mijina will reveal those terrifying eyes from under his cloak, and anyone who is stared at by these eyes will be deprived of their sanity.

Controlled by Mijina, which is part of the power of the Envious Eye.

According to Miggina.

She can also use these eyes to completely replace another person, making it difficult for a **** to detect it.

Nit looks back as he leaves: "They're going to help us replace the ceremony, right?"

Mijina said: "Yes, when everything is successful, you will replace the king of angels as the **** of the winged people."

"For them, you will also be their future god."

"And I am the mother of the Winged God."

Nit: "What about the king of hell?"

Mijina: "The king of **** is the **** who controls the death of all mortals!"

Nite is still a little dazed: "Will I do well?"

Migina: "What are you doing?"

Nit said: "A god, am I really qualified?"

Migina: "Didn't you do a good job when you were an apostle?"

"If, without those heavenly messengers."

Thought Nate.

"Yeah, there are no words from the sky."

"I should be living well with everyone in Tugzman now, and I must bring everyone to happiness!"

"Everyone will open a bakery, go to school, be a tailor, and..."

Walking in the dark night, he seemed a little absent-minded and stopped talking.

He kept thinking about what would have happened if nothing had happened that day.

The next few days.

Nite always leaves quietly at night and returns at dawn, quietly eroding everything around him.

It was dawn again on this day that he returned to the steeple.

He pushed open the outside window as usual, looking as if he had just woken up.

But today something is different, this remote place that is rumored to be scary has guests.

His window just opened.

It happened that a familiar figure flew across the sky quickly, and skillfully landed in front of the window on the top of his tower in the cold wind.

The other party was shivering from the cold, curled up by the eaves and rubbed his hands, using the building to escape the cold wind for a while.

It was a messenger.

Wearing a hat and goggles, with a scarf wrapped around his face, the hat must have been torn, with a "sun" sewn on it covering the hole.

The messenger moved the scarf down a bit, exposing his mouth, exhaling.

Her face was flushed red from the cold, but judging from the outline and eyebrows, it was clearly a girl.

Miss Messenger saw that the window was opened, and moved to the side.

"Hey, when is there someone here?"

Nit didn't speak either, he had already recognized the other party.

The other party is the busy courier that Nit saw when he came here before, delivering letters in the heavy snow. Today, she is still carrying the bulging messenger bag, but she is no longer in such a hurry.

The girl folded her wings and leaned against the wall. She had already taken out the food and was about to eat it, but when she saw someone, she wanted to put it away again.

But after hesitating for a while, I decided to finish eating.

While eating, she looked at the distant scenery.

She asked Nit, who was in a daze, "It's beautiful!"

Nit was taken aback for a moment: "Huh?"

Then, he looked at the messenger's face and nodded slightly: "It's beautiful!"

The girl smiled and said, "Yes, I also like this place very much, seeing the scenery from this angle."

"When there was no one here before, I would rest here when I was tired, leaning on this dilapidated tower, and looking at the whole world alone."

"Then, I feel less tired."

Oh, that's what it means to be beautiful.

Nit stopped talking again.

After Miss Messenger finished eating, the short break was over, and she became hurried again.

She quickly wiped the powder off her mouth, pulled up her scarf, and was about to set off again.

She spoke politely to Nit. "Sorry, I took your place."

Nit shook his head: "It doesn't matter."

Miss Messenger flies away, tell Nit as she flies away.

"I am a messenger in this area. If you have letters and packages to send, you can give them to me."

Miss Messenger is always busy, but she often passes by Nit's door.

She is so busy, but she always stops in front of the window of Nit's house for a rest, to watch the scenery leisurely, or to eat.

Nit didn't know whether she was here to see the scenery, or to see herself.

The probability is the former!

After all, compared to myself, I am more familiar with the other party than this building. I and the other party are not friends, but this tower that always makes it dock in the wind and rain should be counted.

But at this time, Nite would open the window of the house and chat with her.

It's not really a chat either.

Because Nit just opened the window, and then didn't say a word, waiting for Miss Messenger to say a few words to him.

Sometimes the messenger lady will tell him the stories and fresh rumors that happened around him.

"Have you heard?"

"A snow fairy has come to our country."

Nit: "Fairy?"

Miss Messenger smiled and said, "It's not the fairy in the forest and the fairy in the lake in the legend, but the fairy of ice and snow."

Nit: "What's the difference?"

Miss Messenger said: "I heard that they can turn back time."

Nite doesn't believe it, even the gods can't do this kind of thing: "How is it possible!"

Miss Messenger didn't refute either: "But it sounds beautiful, doesn't it? Who wouldn't want to have the ability to turn back time, even if it's a fantasy."

"After all, most of us can't actually meet a fairy!"

"What is the relationship between true and false?"

Her smile is neither bright nor sunny, it's just an ordinary smile, but it gives people a feeling of being cautious and gentle towards the whole world.

Every time she came, she only stopped in front of the window, never going in, she just stayed outside to hide from the wind and ate a few mouthfuls of food, but left in a hurry.

Once, Nite finally asked her to come in and sit down because it was snowing heavily outside.

She still didn't go in.

She pointed to her messenger bag and told Nit.

"I still have packages to deliver. An old lady sent a birthday present to her grandson. I must deliver it today."

"This is a surprise birthday present, something very important."

She asked again: "Do you still have nothing to send?"

Nit shook his head: "I don't."

She didn't ask too much, and waved goodbye to Nit after she finished eating, then plunged into the snowstorm and headed for the door of the next recipient.

Nit looked at each other.

I don't know if he is really busy, or if he simply declined his invitation.

The tenderness of the other party is cautious, always keeping a distance.

It seems that she also knows that gentleness that is too close may hurt others.

She is kind to everyone she knows, but she always remembers that she is a messenger and remembers her duties.

Miss Messenger has gone a long way, but Nite is still looking into the distance.

He didn't know when it started, and he was looking forward to the other party's arrival.

That kind of expectation is not too strong.

It's like looking forward to the twinkling of stars in the sky in the dark night, which makes people suddenly stop and look up, and feel calm in their hearts.

At this time, a face appeared in the wide hood of the cloak.

Migina was looking at the figure too, she said.

"Before, I was also a messenger."

"I am a messenger from heaven."

Nit asked his mother: "Mom, are you the same as her?"

Migina said: "Of course it is different. I am the messenger who brings the letter of heaven to mortals, but she is just the messenger who delivers letters to the most ordinary mortals."

But Nit said: "I think she, like mom and you, is a person who brings hope and happiness to people. Mom, you brought dawn to the people in the town, and she also gave it to everyone in the cold wind. Warm."

Mijina didn't speak, she looked at Nit, and always felt that this sentence was a little mocking.

After a while, Miggina took a sand clock from the side and placed it on Nit's table.

"Now, it's time to count down."

"When the hourglass is exhausted, it is time for the Holy Mountain of Light to pass by."

Nit said: "I can remember time without it."

Migina said: "This is to remind you every moment that time is running out."

"Don't put your mind on unnecessary things."

Migina seemed very unhappy and said: "Have you forgotten our hatred?"

Nit finally retracted his gaze and head: "Of course I haven't forgotten, I always remember."

He looked at the sand clock and clenched his fists.

When the last hourglass is exhausted, they will kill the heavenly kingdom and wipe out those guys.

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Deep in the dream world.

Mijina quietly left reality and appeared in this illusory space.

She penetrated the barrier of reality and illusion, followed the familiar traction, and finally came to a place that belonged to her.

Abyss.

Migina followed the guidance and appeared on the first floor of the broken dome, that is, the black mud abyss.

Not long after she appeared, she was discovered by the king of this layer of abyss without any cover up.

A mythical altar appeared in front of Miggina in the blink of an eye, and the nine-winged fallen angel holding the staff of primitive desire was watching her.

"A chosen seed, dare to come here?"

"Still, you already thought you were the king of the abyss."

The other party's voice was cold, with the indifference of self-confidence higher than everything in the world.

"Or."

"That villain wants to find me, but he's already so cowardly that he doesn't have the courage to stand up?"

Mijina came here to find Meld, and to join forces to deal with the Sky Angel and the Holy Mountain of Light.

It seems.

Everything is not as easy as she and Nit said, it seems that they can easily deal with the angel Romil.

She also understands that relying on such a simple method alone, there is no way for one person or one force to take down the Heavenly Kingdom of the Yiren.

Although Mijina was very annoyed by Meld's tone, she still kept calm and said.

"Master Naproseth is ready to achieve the myth, and all of this is the will of the original sin. You should understand what this is for, Mr. Meld, right?"

Melder didn't speak, and seemed to be waiting for Miggina to continue.

Mijina: "I know that you have already made a lot of arrangements in the Land of Light, and I need the help of those dark men and demons you arranged."

The king of **** asked Miggina: "Why are you?"

There is no emotion in the words, but the contempt is evident.

Mijina only said one name: "Duma, the king of angels."

After saying the name, the expression of the king of **** changed slightly.

At this time, Mijina continued.

"No matter how good your previous arrangement is, it may not be enough to truly devour a prepared god."

"But this time, your arrangement and the power of **** will definitely be able to swallow a myth of ascension to God."

"There is another **** who is walking on the road."

"Your daughter, later the king of angels."

After finishing speaking, Mijina went on to say, "Which one should I choose among the two?"

"It doesn't matter to the King of Hell, we can also give you Romir to choose to swallow the King of Angels and other sky angels..."

But before she finished speaking, the king of **** interrupted her: "Duma is mine."

Mijina raised her head and looked into the eyes of the King of Lust. The fallen angel's eyes were as firm as a rock and as cold as ice.

Warning her, and the Lord of Hell, with unshakable and undeniable force.

The Lord of Lust's desire for Duma far surpasses all others.

Even if I suffer a loss because of this, I don't care.

Because.

That is the child she gave birth to, the child she gave birth to with the gods.

The corners of Miggina's mouth curled up slightly: "No problem, then we want Romil."

The king of **** asked her: "What are you going to do?"

Migina didn't say how to do it, but talked about other things first.

"My family has also followed behind you, and we have experienced all the things that followed, including the event that Romir embarked on the road to becoming a god."

"My ancestors recorded that when the bell of the kingdom of heaven rang, Duma, the king of angels, did not appear again."

"And it was also at that time that the three great kingdoms of the world established that unimaginable and huge ceremony. It was not until a long time later that we knew that Lomir had embarked on the road to becoming a god, and that huge ceremony of becoming a **** should be It was prepared by the King of Angels for the seated angel Romil."

The king of **** understood what Mijina meant: "So Duma is in the world now?"

Migina nodded: "Yes."

Meld: "Where is she?"

Migina: "No one can know, maybe only you can find her, after all, you were her mother."

That's one of the things they want Melder to do.

Meld thought for a while, then couldn't help but said.

"She is still as naive as before, and she trusts others so easily. If that Romir betrayed her, wouldn't she be able to directly replace her as the God of Winged People? Why listen to her?"

"Without me, she really can't do anything!"

Mijina said: "However, Romir seems to be really preparing to become her throne."

When Mijina said this, the envy and longing in her eyes were real, so strong and irrepressible.

She murmured.

"What exactly does a person have to do to make another person a **** just to become her **** seat?"

"Pay all the price, just to make her achievements higher?"

"In the records of my ancestors, she is also such a holy and trustworthy person, the king of angels that makes people look forward to, everyone follows her and will never leave."

"Does such a person really exist?"

However, Melder was noncommittal.

When Mijina left, Melder suddenly asked.

"Who are you here on behalf of?"

"Is it Naproses, or him and our master."

Migina left without saying a word.

Looking at Mijina leaving, the King of Lust stood there and snorted coldly.

"One for each person?"

"I want to say that I want them all?"

Melder turned around, she disappeared in the sea of ​​black mud in the blink of an eye, and returned to the palace.

Holding the stick of primordial desire in her hand, she looked at the statue, then lowered her head and said intoxicated and expectantly.

"Duma!"

"Our family will be together soon."