"Hu~" Luke exhaled, feeling the power in his body surge so high that he couldn't believe it. He rushed towards the goddess violently. As soon as the goddess, who turned into light and avoided him, showed a pair of red hands pressing his head, and then the scenery in his eyes passed by at an unimaginable speed. Boom-- The body of the god smashed into the ground. Feeling the speed of the consumption of the power in her body, the goddess frowned unconsciously. As soon as he stretched out his hand to try to resist, he immediately felt his hand was broken. "Um..." The pain was not a big deal, and it was easy to heal, but there was no time to act. The goddess finally realized that she was in trouble. Luke grabbed his neck and smashed him deeper into the ground continuously. Every blow was the maximum output, and every blow made the earth tremble. Every blow required him to resist with all his strength and could not spare his mind. "Stop!" The space around Luke solidified by launching the divine words that could become reality, but under the power beyond the goddess' cognition, the restraint was fleeting.
The violent force crushed everything in its path. Lu Ke tightened his palm and then hit the ground at a faster frequency. The power was rapidly consumed. The goddess was intoxicated by this experience she had never experienced before while trying to stop him. As time passed, her expression changed from nothing to something, from indifference to doubt, and then to a little anxiety. "I admit that you are stronger now." Lu Ke turned a deaf ear and continued to launch endless attacks. The duration of the Eight Gates was not long. Lu Ke used [Heaven's Holding] to fix the state. Although his body was now filled with unimaginable power, once the time limit was reached, he could only use [Heaven's Beginning] to return. If he wanted to open the Eight Gates again, the goddess probably wouldn't give him this opportunity, so he had to deal with the goddess now, at least to remove her resistance. "Stop, Lu Ke, there is no need to fight, I am willing to retreat." With her life threatened, the goddess struggled to get out of her intoxication. Although she wanted to continue to enjoy the unknown experience, she didn't want to die now, but wanted to experience more. As if seeing through his heart, Luke responded coldly: "Goddess, you have never experienced death, right? The moment you die, you will definitely have an unprecedented novel experience." The goddess frowned on her flawless face, "But I don't want to die. With you, there is an unknown future. I don't want to die. I want to experience more." "Golden Country Mahat has the same idea. He also wants to observe more about human emotions. Didn't you let him die?" Sensing that the goddess's breath has weakened to a level that can be dealt with normally, Luke stopped attacking, reset his body state, and spoke in a cold tone. The boomerang fell on her, and the goddess seemed a little confused. Obviously, she didn't expect that a mere insignificant demon would put her in a dilemma. But if you think about it carefully, Mahat is not the source. The real reason for the two people's fight is Trela. "Are you sure you want to kill a god for a human girl?" "So, because you are a god, you can choose to let my hopes be shattered, but I can't retaliate?" Luke pulled the goddess's gorgeous robe, "Now the situation is reversed, goddess, your hopes will be shattered and I will revive Trela." "Why, you know that I am the most suitable partner for you, my body is the highest form of feminine charm, you have experienced it, our bodies are so compatible..." "Shut up!"
Luke's expression changed a little, and he couldn't help but think about whether to tell Trela about this. She would definitely be angry if he told her, but not telling her was also a manifestation of infidelity. The body has already cheated, and the spirit cannot cheat as well. The goddess did not shut up, but asked seriously: "Equal power, endless life, matching body, I will not stop loving you just because you are not a god, but gods and gods are indeed the best choice." Luke glanced at the goddess, "When you have power, do you choose to do the right thing or the thing that suits your will?" This sentence made the goddess who had done wrong shut up, and asked after a while, "Then why can't your will be mine?" Luke was quiet for a moment, "What do you think." The space was surging, and a mirror lotus ring appeared in his hand. In order to prevent it from being damaged in the battle, he put it into his personal space early in the morning. The flower language of mirror lotus-eternal love The goddess's gaze paused on the ring for a moment, and a trace of inexplicable emotion appeared in her eyes, "You are too much like a human, which is not good. As time goes by, you will change and become like me." "If the girl is abandoned by you while she is alive, it is better to let her remember that you love her forever." "I don't know about the future, at least my mind will not change now." The Guixu reappeared in Luke's hand, and his Zanpakuto was aimed at the goddess' heart. This time there would be no barrier to block it, and the goddess would not have enough power to heal it. "Prepare to experience a death that you have never experienced in this life, goddess." "No, if you don't want Trela to completely disappear, don't kill me." The goddess's words startled Luke's heart. He stopped and his eyes were cold, "What did you do to her?" "It can't be said to be a hand." The goddess waved her hand gently, and a space fluctuation appeared in the Demon King's City in the Ede area on the other side of the world, and then a golden light appeared in her hand. The northern countries, the Demon King's City Ede, the resting place of the soul. Luke had been there once during his hundred years of wandering, but found nothing. He thought it was false news that Flamel was lying about, but he didn't expect that it was hidden in another dimension. There was a golden light spot with a familiar aura in the goddess's hand, which was Telela's soul. The fragile soul in the hands of the enemy caused Luke's tone to weaken by three points. "Don't be impulsive. I won't kill you. We have no reason to be hostile. After I resurrect Terela, we will have no conflicts." The golden light spots melted into the palm of the hand, and the process went smoothly, as if a drop of water returned to the sea. Luke, who was proficient in soul methods, was stunned. It was not the goddess who had eaten Terela's soul just now, but... "In the words of the world you were in, it was called darkness under the lamp, right?" The goddess' eyes were calm, "Since I chose you to be my spouse early on, how could I let other women touch your body." Terela is also a goddess clone? Luke's brain shut down for a moment, and it took him a while before he spoke dryly. "But Lenis doesn't know that, she is still jealous of Terela."
"This is normal." The goddess didn't care at all about Luke's ugly and troubled expression. "Except for the fact that the essence of the soul is mine, there is nothing unusual about Terela. She is just a tool for you to experience human emotions. There is no need to specifically inform the clone of such an insignificant thing." "What I didn't expect was that you would really care about this tool so much." The goddess frowned slightly. To him, Terela was just a strand of his hair, used to transition his chosen spouse to a short human life. He never expected that his spouse would like his hair and ignore him. From God's perspective, this is ridiculous. "Since Terela is you, why do you want to stop me from saving her?" After Luke finished speaking, he realized that if Terela had been alive, the goddess would have no chance to appear. This realization made him have the urge to teach the goddess a lesson. "At the beginning, I wanted to wait for you to experience and taste all the feelings and become like me over a long period of time. But I waited too long before I made arrangements. In this situation... I can only say that haste leads to haste. Not up to it.” The goddess closed her eyes and her breath changed, "It seems that I am still too anxious, but it doesn't matter, you will eventually become me, and I will wait patiently for that moment to come." When he opened his eyes again, those familiar eyes made Luke realize that it was not "him" now, but "her", his wife who had been away for two hundred years. Terela, who was wearing the shell of a goddess, didn't seem to react for a long time. She opened her mouth wide and spoke in a confused tone for a while. "Me? I'm a goddess?" Seeing Luke, who looked as ugly as if he had eaten a fly, Terela's eyes were bright, and she hugged him tightly without realizing his bad mood. "Long time no see, my dear, you seem to look better again." Luke was speechless, feeling that Terela's mentality seemed to have returned to the way it was when she was young. He held it in for a long time before nodding, "What's your situation now?" Terela closed her eyes, opened them and spoke: "The main body said that he would come back to take over when you get tired of playing with me...this Bichi!" After scolding herself, she looked at Luke who looked wrong and asked with concern: "You look so ugly, are you angry?" Lu Ke replied in a muffled voice: "I'm a little angry, but I can't be angry with you." It's all the goddess's fault! Terela raised the corners of her mouth, pressed her fingers against Luke's body and made circles on his chest, "He did do something wrong. You can be angry in other ways." The familiar conversation made Luke look a little nostalgic, but business was more important. He shook his head and said, "Let's clean up the mess first." Looking at the devastated and pierced land due to the battle between the two, I felt a little headache for a moment. I'm afraid many innocent people had died, right? Resurrecting the dead, repairing the earth, erasing memories, and making compensation sounds like a big project. The new goddess Terela volunteered, "Leave it to me. Just wait until I take a rest. I can imagine everything in this world. Just restore the world to what it was before the war!" After hearing this, Luke thought thoughtfully and asked, "Can you make some changes?" "Yes, yes, how do you want to change it?" … Central kingdoms, royal cities.
Fulilian looked around aimlessly, "It should be around here..." "Flillian." A familiar gentle voice came. Simmel, who has azure hair, sky-colored eyes, a pair of pointed ears, and an upright posture, looked at the elf with a smile. "Not seen for fifty years." Fulilian's eyes widened, "Why did you suddenly become an elf?" "I don't know, maybe it was the help of some kind-hearted god." Xinmel smiled and knelt down on one knee to her, handed over the box he had prepared long ago and opened it. The Mirror Lotus Ring shone brightly in the sun. "Fulillian, will you marry me?" Fulian was at a loss for a moment, "Wait, what? Why is it unfolding like this? Why don't we go watch the half-century meteor shower together?" "No conflict!" Haita and Aize appeared out of nowhere and said in unison, "Promise him!" … The dwarf Foer stood guard at the entrance of the village as usual, muttering, "The half-century meteor shower is coming soon, why hasn't Luke passed here yet?" "It seems like he and his wife are busy fixing the leaks." A short figure with gray hair came over and looked at the shocked Foer with tears in his eyes. "Have you guarded this place for more than two hundred years?" "Because this is an agreement with you." Foer wiped his tears and said, "Why did you become a dwarf?" "Because I can't go with you if I'm still human." Foer felt a little sad when he heard this, "Am I going to live long? After all, the average lifespan of a dwarf is only three hundred years old, and I am almost four hundred years old." "You can live for more than five hundred years, but if you are still human, you will have to send me away again!" Foer: "..." Did he actually live so long? ! … Royal City, Magic Association. Celie sat bored at the reception desk. It seemed that the petty goddess knew that she was talking bad about her, so she was assigned to this small place that she didn't like. "There haven't been any interesting magicians recently. Humans are really not suitable to be disciples."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. "Is anyone there? I'm here to sign up to become a magician!" Celie waved gently, and a young man opened the door with a smile and bowed slightly to her. "Hello, I'm here to join the Magic Association..." The boy stopped mid-sentence and looked at the magic power around Celia, "It's such a terrifying magic power, and it's shaking. Are you suppressing your own magic power?" The corners of Celie's lips curled up, "You have a good talent, be my disciple." The young man smiled and said, "It's my pleasure, teacher." Celie nodded, "What's your name?" "I have forgotten the name, but I still have some impression of the title." The young man spoke softly. "Before, someone seemed to call me the Brave of the South." … "I think you did this a little bit thoughtlessly." Amir, who was ten years old, sat on Luke and jumped around, "No one in the Campbell family has ever been a king. Isn't it too exaggerated for you to just replace the king of the royal city!" Lu Ke touched the head of the traitor and said, "It is forbidden to treat people around me badly. You can learn from it if you don't know how. Your current descendants still recognize me after eight generations and provide me with good food and drink. It's rare that they still do it fifty years later." Live and let him enjoy his happiness.” "Of course!" Amir puffed up his chest proudly, "The Campbells always keep their word." "Okay, okay, I know your family's character has improved." Luke put little Amir down and said, "Go and play with your son or wife. I'm going to ask Terela to adjust the demon's parameters and copy and paste the human attributes to make it a new humanoid species." "It's outrageous if you make me ten years old and my son twenty-six. When others see it, they will think who is the son. Now Uncle Arnold and Charles treat me like a child." "Ms. Luo Yin said that she wants to experience your childhood again. If you have any questions, please contact her." "...How dare I do this?" Amir complained, and then asked a little worriedly. "Doesn't it matter? Humans and demons have been fighting for so many years." Luke nodded his chin and said, "It's okay. The old demon clan is dead. The new demon clan is created. There is no causal relationship. Just wait until it is raised in Erde for a few generations and released." After all, Shorahat had done him some favors, so let’s just let the new demons live. After Amir left, Terela walked into the room with a tired look on her face and looked into Luke's arms. "Finally it's almost fixed, I'm so tired..." Luke touched his wife's face and said, "You have to find something to do in your long life."
"Then I'll learn to draw a picture for you. It's a pity that the painting was ruined back then." Luke glanced out the window at the pile of statues piled on the sea of stars and flowers, and thought of a group of dark shadows at night. He was silent for a moment and then shook his head. "You'd better rest." Terela put her eyes on the table, looked at what was written on the paper, and read it word by word. "The blood inheritance limited synthesis project, the analysis and transformation steps of the Variety Monster, the Overlord Color Coil, the advanced study of the Eight Magic Skills, the follow-up development plan of Lanlong, the progress of the analysis of sealed objects... what the hell are they?" "Well...it's a job that some very good friends asked me to do." Luke rubbed Terela's face affectionately, "This is something I found for myself to avoid boredom." "You still feel bored when I'm with you?" "Won't." Lu Ke smiled lightly. Although the process was a bit bumpy, he had no regrets.