In front of us, stood a tall man with short silver hair, a slightly thin face, and a small silver-white beard on his chin. His face was pale and unique to the Dark Gods. He was wearing a heavy dress that was black on the outside and red on the inside.
He looks like a human being of about thirty years old, and his appearance is like that of a deep and serious medieval nobleman - I know this looks familiar to you, because it was taken from the front - needless to say, someone must have guessed who it is.
This tall dark protoss stood in my living room with a solemn face. Because of his presence, the sun was shining outside at 11 or 12 noon, but the house was as dark as at 7 or 8 pm. He stood straight and his hair was meticulous.
With his hair combed so that he could slide down a slide, every pleat on his dress seemed to have been adjusted countless times. Even Obama might not be as serious about holding a press conference. This uncle greeted me with a serious face: "You
Okay, we meet again, this time I am sent by Father God to deliver express..."
Bingtis lost his usual domineering look from just now and hid behind me with a troubled face. Only then did he poke his head out and yell angrily: "Dad! Why are you here!"
That's right, as many friends who have guessed or haven't guessed who just opened the previous chapter know, the thirty-year-old man in front of him who is dressed like an old British gentleman is none other than
He is the biological father of Bingtis, the female gangster, and Uncle Kuvain who once warmly entertained our family in the God Realm.
I was quite surprised when the uncle appeared, but soon I felt very relieved: this time Bingtis couldn't catch anyone calling herself my mother.
I finally understand why Bingtis is so panicked in the spiritual link. Without him, he is only afraid of Delle...
"Didn't I tell you that I deliver the courier?" Uncle Kuvain looked at Bingtis with a headache, "Father God sent someone to deliver a handwritten letter. I happen to be free, so I came over to take a look. How about you
Mom is always worried that you have been locked up. Don't pout, see for yourself what you are like now, forget it if you don't go home, skip work, forget it if you skip work, and write false reports, write false reports
Forget it, you even forged my signature, forget it - you wrote it wrong! For raising such a grown-up daughter, I was called a parent by my father, you are not sorry! You have to follow me today
Go back and apologize to the Pantheon one by one!"
I immediately looked at Bingtis with a horrified expression, who gave me a dark look: "What are you looking at! I owe you six reports that I haven't written yet. I've paid for the excellent performance subsidy for perfect attendance. If I want to make up for the report, there must be an accident."
If you don’t look for dad to be the person to certify the situation, who can you look for..."
The father and daughter were dealing with each other when suddenly there was a sound of flapping wings diagonally above. When I looked up, I saw that it was a mercury lamp flying down from the second floor. It seemed that they came downstairs in time for dinner. I saw the people in the hall.
No one was at the dinner table, and there was an outsider in the house. The little doll looked around curiously, but it was obvious that she had no interest in outsiders. After hovering on the ceiling for a while, the little doll decisively sat on my shoulder:
"Idiot, dinner is ready!"
Uncle Kuvain immediately looked at the mercury lamp with bright eyes. The aristocratic demeanor that had been almost wiped out fell to the floor again. He stretched out his arms and was about to come up to him: "Hey, the little girl is down, let grandpa go."
hug……"
Bingtis' hair suddenly exploded and she jumped over. If she hadn't been looking at her biological father, she would have taken out her mace: "What nonsense are you talking about again! Don't you know this is a doll!?"
The uncle shrugged his shoulders in a very graceless manner: "Why don't you allow me to hypnotize myself? I'll just treat it as my own daughter and finally get married, okay?"
I found that Uncle Kuvain is indeed worthy of being the nemesis of Bingtis, because he may be one of the only people who can unscrupulously expose the black history of the gangster goddess without worrying about retaliation. I firmly believe that Sister Bing has no courage.
She fought hard with her father, so when Uncle Kuvain arranged Bingtis carelessly, the female gangster instantly shrunk like a little girl who skipped class in elementary school and was picked up to sneak home.
At this time, Mercury Lamp finally remembered who the silver-haired man in front of him was, and his face couldn't help but look strange. At first, the Kuwains were very enthusiastic about this little doll, which left a deep impression on the latter, but the reason for this enthusiasm
It was obviously ridiculous, so the unsociable Mercury Lamp didn't know how to respond to this uncle at all. He could only nod reluctantly according to my usual instructions, which was regarded as a greeting, and then continued to pull out my head and shouted for food.
Uncle Kuvain realized that due to the influence of his magical daughter and the atmosphere of our family, he might not be able to finish the official speech he had prepared before until his death. It happened that we were also acquaintances, so he simply sat down unceremoniously.
, with a wave of his hand, he took out a scroll that exuded a pale golden light. He handed it to me and said, "This is an autographed letter from Father God. I told you before departure that it must be delivered to you personally."
"I can't even take a look at my body." Bingtis added sourly to the side.
I put the twisting little doll on the chair next to me, and took the scroll handed over by the uncle with a puzzled look. As soon as I took it, the mysterious energy surging on it made my limbs feel numb.
Shu Tan, I couldn't help but be a little surprised, and thought to myself that this is indeed a calligraphy treasure written by God Father himself. The theory is that if every character on this thing is deducted and thrown into another world as a divine rune, some people will believe it - I have decided
No matter what Father God wrote, I have to make forty or fifty rubbings of this thing and hang them on the four walls, maybe it can ward off evil spirits...
As the supreme leader of the Star Territory Protoss, writing a letter by hand is definitely an extraordinary thing. Before I took the scroll apart, Bingtis had emphasized to me many times how extraordinary this thing was. It is said that it is recorded that God Father
I have only communicated with one person in handwritten letters, and that is the God-King of the Xiongnu Protoss. At other times, I have written orders to lower gods, but I have never communicated with them through letters. Bingtis thinks this is because I am also a void creature.
, I account for a full third of the population of the entire void creature race. It is necessary for Father God to express his sincerity with a personal letter. Anyway, before I opened the scroll, Sister Bing had already blown this thing to the sky. I can
We can clearly hear her sour meaning, but more importantly, we can hear her determination to cover it with bricks once she finds out that I haven't framed this thing with gold trim on the bedside.
The scroll was opened, and there were only a few lines of text on the pale golden "paper" less than a foot long. The text was symbols I had never seen before, not even the characters of the gods. But the amazing thing was that I immediately understood what it said.
What does it mean:
"My friends Chen Jun and Zhan Xinjia, kings of the human world, are very relieved to hear that the empire is recovering day by day and have recently won great victories. Now I have something to tell you - I have time to come to the divine world for an urgent matter.
Father God, Xingchen left a note."
Gone.
I think I know why Father God never communicates with people through letters...
"What did you write? What did you write?" Bingtis couldn't bear it for a long time when he saw the change in my expression. He hurriedly got under my elbow. As soon as I raised my eyes, I saw Uncle Kuvain's face with a blank screen. The exclamation point was passed with the same confusion, so he quickly turned to one side and thrust the unfolded scroll in front of this female gangster who had no sense of womanhood at all: "You can see it, why don't you squeeze over?"
"Nonsense, this is written for you. Others can't see the content at all, okay? Father God is so powerful. He must be afraid that my dad will peek."
Bingtis's father's face turned green on the spot. I found that this uncle who looked like an old nobleman when he was sitting still was actually a very expressive person.
There is nothing hidden in the scroll, but it is a sudden invitation to me to go to the God Realm. Bingtis seems to have mentioned this before. The only thing that is unexpected is that the Gods' concept of time has become normal this time. It had only been a few days since Father God sent someone to invite him. However, neither Bingtis nor her father knew what the specific matter was. They could only confirm that it was urgent.
"When will we set off?" I said as I put away the golden scroll - I was still hoping that this thing could ward off evil spirits. I would make dozens of rubbings and hang them in Lilina's room. "It just so happens that I don't have much to do these two days. thing."
"Father God personally told me that the matter is important and it is best to leave immediately." Uncle Kuvain nodded to me solemnly, then raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of the restaurant, "Well, it's not too late to leave after dinner - still Haven’t you eaten yet?”
...Why do I feel that this God of Darkness is essentially similar to the haunting Uncle Wang?
Bingtis is very clear about her father's true identity, and when our family went to the God Realm, we had already witnessed the magic of the Kuwain couple, so she didn't look embarrassed at all at this time. Looking at his father, he walked towards the restaurant: "Okay, when you came here at 11:30, I guessed that you were holding a meal..."
Everyone: "..."
The whole family had a lively meal. This was also the first return gift after the last time the family went to Bingtis's house for several days. Uncle Kuvain praised Anweina and his sister's craftsmanship. During this period, I tried to feed the mercury lamp three times but failed. It took me two full hours to eat this meal. In the end, I suspected that Bingtis’s father had not eaten for three days...
When Uncle Kuvain came here, he teleported from the Temple of the World Tree. This time I followed him back the same way. Speaking of which, this is the first time I have returned to the God Realm after the direct connection between the Shadow City and the God Realm was opened. So I was a little bit looking forward to it, but then I found that the process of teleporting back to the God Realm from the temple seemed to be no different from the normal portal. The only difference is that this portal is directly controlled by Dingdang: this is a relatively exciting factor. .
Because this time is not a trip but a business trip. Of course, the more important thing is that I am afraid that I won’t be able to stay in the God Realm for long this time. So Qian Qian and Lin Xue, including several living treasures, have no interest in participating, so the people who come here are not interested. Apart from me and Uncle Kuvain, who is about to return to the God Realm, only Dingdang and Bingtis are accompanying us. The former is going back to the Temple of the Supreme Life Goddess to report his duties and play with the goddess sister, while the latter was caught by her father. Apologize to Pantheon.
The God Realm is as picturesque, majestic, mysterious and solemn as ever... Anyway, this group of almost omnipotent nouveau riche have never hesitated to make their homes more beautiful. Looking at the boundless green grass, I wish you could lie down on it and take a nap.
It felt like a sin to roll around. This time we took the through train, so we went directly to the center of the God Realm: the Brilliant Divine Court without passing through the Void Node.
The four magnificent main temples and the giant palace of Father God are standing in front of me as gloriously as when I left last time. However, I searched my memory and found that the situation is still a little different: there seems to be an extra one in the sky above the Glory Temple. I can’t see anything.
There are a large number of protoss with huge energy surging in and out of the huge floating square in the square. Without exception, they are all in god form, and this is usually the battle-ready posture of the protoss. I also carefully observed those pairs of
Headed up the golden dragon and discovered...
No one touched the ground with their mouth when they landed.
"Your angle of observing things is really weird." Bingtis touched me with his elbow, "But this channel is open... Tsk, it seems that this time it's really something serious. The reason why Father God is looking for you.
, I can roughly guess it."
I immediately looked at Bingtis in surprise, but I didn't expect the other party to shake his head: "Anyway, you will know in a while, this thing is quite complicated, except for the high-level gods, only the previous Xiling emperors know some inside information.
Shandora should also know. However, this matter has something to do with the secret at the beginning of the establishment of the God Realm, so although many people know about it, the only one who can really have direct contact with that thing is Father God. It seems... well...
, you’ll know when you go in.”
I spent half a minute smoothing out Bingtis's grammar, and then I was surprised to find that she didn't say anything!
The floating square is located above the entire splendid divine court. From our current angle, we can't see the situation above. We can only see the divine patterns floating on the bottom of the square that are shining horizontally and vertically. We can feel that there is still amazing energy condensed above the square.
This makes people unable to help but have the urge to fly up to see the situation, but before this impulse can become a reality, the door of the Father's Temple has been opened. Just like last time, the unpretentious Father God personally pushed the
The door opens to greet guests.
His style always made me feel that I was just visiting my neighbor's second brother, and it didn't feel like I was meeting a god at all.
Father God, a kind-hearted young man who looked as ordinary as the second brother next door, appeared in front of me wearing a simple short robe that looked like home clothes. As soon as he came up, he kindly grabbed my hand and said enthusiastically: "Eat."
Is it done?”
I also shook the other person's arm enthusiastically: "You came here after dinner - how are you at home?"
...Then Bingtis and her father both turned to stone in front of the Father's Temple. Dingdang jumped off my head and danced around in mid-air with curiosity on his face. He obviously felt that the atmosphere was wrong but didn't know what was wrong, but the Father didn't have any idea.
Wu Zhi said with a gentle smile: "I learned about the customs and customs of your world a while ago, so it should be okay, right?"
My brainstem is about to cramp. I just replied out of habit. Now I realize how full of complaints my father’s greeting was. But the bright smile on the other side, like the second brother next door, really makes me lose my courage. Come on.
Pointing out how inappropriate such a greeting is between two leaders - of course the most important thing is that I can't defeat him. What if Father God becomes angry and decides to kill me and silence me...
"Dingdang is going to find the goddess sister first."
The little things were flying around our heads for a long time. When I found that no one was paying attention to me, I came over and tugged on my ears in frustration. I told everyone and planned to go to the Temple of Life. I grabbed a bag of candies from my pocket and hung it on the
On Dingdang: "Take it and share it with everyone."
Dingdang happily said "Yeah!" in the air, and then buzzed away like a heavy transport plane carrying a bag of candies that was almost bigger than her... It was really buzzing, this little thing
The movement of flying with such a "load" is at least three times louder than usual, which must be very fuel-intensive. Maybe I should remind her to put the candy into the carry-on space first.
Father God watched Dingdang go away, with a faint smile on his face, and said for a long time: "Every child has to grow up one day. The Dingdang who was always flying around became a man of his own.
She’s a goddess.”
I really don’t know how Father God came up with the idea of “being alone”. If I remember correctly, Dingdang is a famous weirdo in the God Realm. Basically, the four major gods and Father God himself were all influenced by Dingdang in his childhood.
That little thing has done harm to me. I have always thought that this is where Ding Dong is particularly powerful. After all, naughty children are very common, but naughty children who have smashed the glass of Father God are relatively rare. With the same fruit knife, you can use it to peel potatoes and
Can Qin Shihuang be the same? Dingdang is the one who has beaten Qin Shihuang.
"What's the matter with calling me here?"
After Bingtis and her father also said goodbye and left, Father God and I were the only two people left in front of the temple. I quickly asked about the business.
One thing I discovered is that when talking to Father God, the atmosphere always quickly and involuntarily relaxes, even if Sandora has repeatedly stressed the need to show respect to Father God before coming, even if Bingtis has been chattering about the meeting for most of the day.
Father God is such a serious matter. I couldn't even be serious in front of this neighbor's second brother. When I talked, my tone changed to the tone of chatting with my neighbor. The amazing thing is that Father God and I were both concerned about this.
It feels extremely normal. There are two explanations for this strange phenomenon. The first one is more scientific, that is, as void creatures, we have a tacit understanding and affinity of the same race. The second one is more scientific.
It is even more reliable: the two dads will always have something in common, especially these two dads are relatively stable.
"Follow me," Father God said, pointing to the square suspended above the Brilliant Court, and then pulled me to teleport up. "I will take you to see a place. You must be prepared when you get there.
The environment may not be very comfortable.”
The white light in front of my eyes flashed away, and I found myself standing on a huge stone square high in the sky. It was the aerial platform I had seen in the Brilliant Divine Courtyard before. This square was very vast, with a side length of up to a kilometer by visual inspection. I looked around curiously.
After looking for a while, I discovered that this square was actually a platform for placing teleportation gates - in the center of the square, there was a huge space door.
It is said to be a door, but it is actually a cracked space like a spider web. Obviously this thing is a temporary passage and has not been repaired. Many protoss are holding handles near this door, and a small number are entering and exiting this door.
When you go out, you can see strange lights and shadows on the opposite side of the door, but you can't see the scene on the other side at all.
I still felt confused, but Father God had no intention of explaining it for the time being. He nodded slightly to the gods guarding the gate nearby, and then walked into the space crack first. I was slightly stunned and quickly followed.
In front of you is a beautiful crystal world.
All around, there was an unusual atmosphere that made people extremely uneasy.