This is a goddess who wants to kill her father. Well, with a filial son, Muria really has nothing to say. As a father, Muria feels it is necessary to ask this god who wants to kill his father.
reasons, learn from the experience and avoid making the same mistakes again. This is really too tragic.
"You want to kill your father?" Muria tested.
"Isn't this an obvious thing?" The goddess tilted her head slightly, looking very charming and exuding unlimited charm, but Muria was not interested at all even though she had the blood of the Dragon King.
"Why?" Muria looked solemn.
"What why?"
"Why do you want to kill your father?"
"Reasons? There are too many. Do you know how I was born?" asked the goddess who holds the [War] priesthood.
"How do I know this?"
"I was born from my father's heart."
"Huh? This way of birth is really special!" Muria responded, but he also had other thoughts in his mind.
Giving birth to descendants in the heart is not an ability that a god of faith can have. This is an authority that only the gods of nature or the original ancient gods have. The bodies of these beings are very similar to the bodies of all spirits in the epic.
The difference is that the body of the waiting existence is born naturally and nurtured by the void. The body of all spirits in the epic is built through acquired practice and hard work.
"Of course it's special. My father is one of the original ancient gods, and I am the second generation god conceived by him. The main reason why I was born is because my father could not control his own power and accidentally gave birth to me.
Already."
What a shocking way to be born, Muria thought as she looked down at her heart, but she really couldn't imagine how weak her control over her body was before she could give birth to another living being.
Muria, who now has the same ability as the Lord of the Mountains, really cannot empathize with him. The power he has now is all cultivated by himself, rather than being congenitally conceived. Such a situation would not be his will.
, it will never happen to him.
"The way you were born, your father wants to kill you, take back your power!"
"Yes, my father wanted to kill me because my birth dispersed his power." The goddess, who values perfection in every part of her body, said things that seemed to have nothing to do with him indifferently, with a very expression on her face.
calm.
"So how did you grow up?" Muria's expression was a little strange. Because he always covered his face, he didn't need to deliberately control his expression.
"I'm hiding in Tibet, but I still have a mother who has nothing to do with me and is only in name to help me, so I can grow to where I am today. Although my strength is still not as good as my father, but
He can't hurt me anymore."
"oh"
"But I have had enough of such passive defense days, so I want to kill him, but just relying on my own strength is not enough."
"So you asked me for help,"
"That's right,"
"But why should I help you?"
"Don't you want to obtain the priesthood [Sun] controlled by my father?"
"Your father's main priesthood is [Earth], and [Sun] is just a small power he has. Just like this, you expect me to help you kill and fight against a powerful god?"
Muria ruthlessly pointed out the shameless act of this goddess trying to gain nothing from her, "And even if the main priesthood controlled by your father is [Sun], so what? Instead of going to war, I can have the possibility of falling.
Why should I take such a risk to help you?"
"When you say this, can I understand that as long as I can pay a price that makes your heart beat, you are willing to help me kill Him?"
"What can you give me?" Muria said noncommittally. As long as the goddess can pay enough to make his heart beat, it doesn't matter if he takes action. Although now, there is a high probability that he will not be able to kill the Lord of the Mountains.
But there is still a future.
"What do you want? Or, what do you think of me as a reward? As long as you can help me kill that damn old guy, I will be your private property from now on."
"You are an acquired goddess, where do you get the confidence to think that you have such great charm that you can make me an enemy of a powerful god?"
Muria taunted this goddess whose own worth was not even close to her own. She was just an unscrupulous god who changed her form in order to gain more faith.
"Oh, can't you put it more tactfully?"
"You are too unaware of your own value."
"So, how about these artifacts?"
After thinking for a while, the war goddess who wanted to kill her father took out more than ten pieces of equipment that mortals could call artifacts and placed them in front of Muria. These were the trophies she had obtained over tens of thousands of years.
"That's it?" Muria looked at the artifact with regular fluctuations in front of him and made a disdainful voice. Then he confidently put all the artifacts that the goddess took out into his bag.
"It's far from enough, but it can be used as a deposit, so I reluctantly accepted it."
"I……"
Ye Lin Jialuo, the goddess of war and victory, stretched out her hand and froze in mid-air. She stopped just after saying a word because it was too late. All the artifacts she took out for Muria to choose were taken away by this guy.
Already.
"Is there any problem?" Muria looked up at the goddess with a stiff face.
"No, no." Although she was heartbroken, her goal had been achieved, so the goddess still forced a smile and said, "You promised to help me?"
"Yes, but you must make good plans and have a complete plan. In this situation, even if I try my best to help you and the two of us work together, it is impossible to kill your father."
The father of this goddess also has the title of Lord of the Mountains. Even though Muria doesn't know the details, she knows how resistant this person is just based on the level of divine power and the priesthood he controls.
of gods.
"This is also a problem. This old guy's attack ability can only be considered average among powerful gods, but his defense is among the gods I know. No one can surpass him."
The goddess's face turned gloomy, which seemed to be because she was a descendant of the original ancient god. Although he controlled the [War], [Hope] and other priesthoods, these priesthoods had little impact on her character.
"How strong is it?"
"The old guy owns an armor called Ten Thousand Chongshan. I have seen him wearing the Ten Thousand Chongshan to fight against another powerful god. The most powerful attack from that powerful god only knocked off some debris and did not hurt him.
Divine body.”
"..." Muria was silent, listening to the goddess's words quietly. She had some doubts about whether the goddess had a trick in her mind. Even her powerful divine power could not break her father's defense, and she still wanted to trick her father.
"Of course, it was mainly because the god who was fighting against my father at that time, his priesthood was the ocean. He was naturally unable to deal with my father, and his destructive power was not very good, so this embarrassing situation was caused. If it was
[Death] [Killing], a priesthood like this, will definitely have different effects."
…
And just when Muria and the goddess were discussing how to kill his father and inherit the inheritance.
On one of the floating cities in the realm that had been built by Muria and was ready to be used as the rear, the girl did not watch her father who brought a goddess back with her sisters. The girl returned immediately.
Here, I found a fragile girl admiring the scenery.
"Didn't you remember your true identity? Mother."
Gladys looked at the frail girl with an expression full of helplessness, "If I can't remember your true identity anymore, my father may do something sorry for you."
"Gladys, you're here."
Seeing the arrival of the girl with twelve wings of light behind her, she was sitting on the edge of a lookout in the floating city, quietly overlooking the beautiful land below. The girl turned her head and showed a shallow smile, gentle but polite, with a dignified look.
The elegant temperament arises naturally.
Seeing the girl in such an attitude, Gladys frowned immediately. This was not what she wanted to see.
"Is it still the same as before?"
The eldest daughter of Muria sighed, not hiding her disappointment in the face of her mother's reincarnation.
"It seems that my current appearance has disappointed you again. But I'm sorry, I really can't remember any memories related to you." The princess from Yuguang Civilization showed a faint apology.
"No need to apologize. Even if you can't remember anything, you are still my mother. There is no reason for a mother to apologize to her daughter."
Gladys turned her body sideways and calmed down the slightly anxious mood in her heart.
"What happened?" The girl, who perfectly met the definition of a princess in Yuguang Civilization, showed a curious look on her face.
"My father, your partner, brought back a goddess from somewhere. After coming back, he also entered a palace directly, blocking all perception. I don't know what the two of them are doing now."
It was actually Gladys' intention to speak so ambiguously. She believed that her father would not mess around, but she wanted to use this to stimulate her mother and wake her up from her deep sleep.
"Well, what's going on?"
Although there is no memory of getting along with the being named Muria in her memory, Princess Yuguang still felt an anger for no reason at this time, which was anger originating from the depths of her soul.
"That's it..."
Gladys, who originally came here to create trouble, was keenly aware of the changes, and then she began to describe the incident in detail.
Therefore, as Muria's eldest daughter narrated, Princess Yuguang's elegant temperament gradually dissipated, and crimson flames ignited in her eyes...