"Inszangwill couldn't help but be curious and came not far from the grocery store. He always felt that the store was not simple. If possible, he wanted to solve this potential danger in advance."
"Oh my God, it's unbelievable. What did he see? Three high-level sequencers of the Church of the Night actually entered the grocery store at the same time. Could it be that the mysterious young boss is actually a high-ranking member of the church?
?”
"The story is getting more and more frightening. Three high-ranking followers of the Church of the Night actually clapped their hands and walked out of the store with a smile, jumping and singing children's songs as they walked. Are they crazy?
What happened inside?"
"It doesn't matter. The existence in that grocery store may be scary and mysterious, but it shouldn't affect the development of the story, because what Zangwill wants to get is the ashes of Saint Selina sealed within the Nighthawks. This purpose
, it seems that there is no conflict with that young existence!"
.......
"Things are going very smoothly. The supporting character of the story, Lanreus, completed the ritual of sacrificing the evil god with the help of others, and used his deceived fiancée Megoose as a carrier to give birth to the heir of the 'True Creator'."
"Lervus has almost no chance of success. The most serious problem is that even with the protection of ritual power, Megaos cannot withstand the intercourse with the illusory projection of the god, which will make her die on the altar."
"At this time, the kind-hearted Inz Zangwill secretly helped Lanreus. He separated half of the collected characteristics of the descendants of Death and implanted them into Megoos's body at a certain time in advance. This...
This makes it possible for the other party to give birth to a heir of the true Creator!"
"The ritual was successful, and Megoose became pregnant with the heir of the 'True Creator'. The god saw that things were a bit too coincidental, but it didn't matter. He, who was eager to break through the seven gods' blockade, did not reject the ritual.
"Everything is developing on a normal track. Sometimes Zangwill is curious. After the true creator's heir is born, he will have power second only to the seven true gods. I don't know what to do with that grocery store.
Comparing the two mysterious bosses, who is stronger and who is weaker?"
.......
"When Klein met Megoose, he instinctively felt that there was something wrong with the child in her belly. However, as a diviner, his spirituality prevented him from checking. After all, gods cannot look directly at them, even if they are the children of gods.
In this way, this is a kind of self-protection of human beings against danger. And he did not notice the subtle anomaly afterwards, which is very logical. Our story is not made up randomly."
"Unexpected events happen all the time. When it is supposed to be night, the sky suddenly lights up, the sun shines across the sky, and the night turns into day. Is this a god challenging the authority of the goddess of the night?"
"Through clues, Inszangwill made a bold guess that the being who challenged the authority of the goddess of the night was most likely the young owner of the grocery store... It's really hard to believe
Believe it or not, in this era when gods cannot come to the world, there is actually a god hidden in Tingen City, or in other words, a certain evil god?"
"It doesn't matter. In the eyes of the gods, only gods of the same level can attract their attention. This does not affect Inz Zangwill's plan for the relics of the saints within the church. This is a very logical thing!"
"Damn it, Klein, the survivor, couldn't let him stay anymore. He actually visited the shop owner in person. Even when he left, the sky with the scorching sun returned to a normal night again...
.That boy convinced the gods to change their minds?"
The diary in the notebook, or rather the story, ends here and there is no more.
The middle-aged man who looked like a classical sculpture, after reading the story one by one, suddenly took out a seemingly ordinary pen from his sleeve robe, and then prepared to write again.
After a short pause, before continuing to write the story, he completely erased the last paragraph, and then sighed softly.
"The originally uncomplicated story suddenly became complicated and confusing because it involved a god with an unknown purpose. I wanted to write a logical story and successfully obtain the relics of the saint. It was really not easy!
"
"But!" Suddenly, the middle-aged man's expression became excited again, "Being able to obtain the relics of a saint from a city where a god sits, this is really exciting and interesting.
What’s going on!”
"You are right, it is indeed an interesting thing!" A light voice suddenly sounded, which seemed a bit strange and even creepy in this empty room.
The middle-aged man stood up quickly, perhaps instinctively sensing the danger. His eyes instantly turned dark, as if they were stained with ink, and the fine lines around them spread out little by little, forming strange and twisted mysterious symbols.
On his waist, his ribs, the clothes swelled, and the flesh and blood squirmed, brushing out four arms without skin and covered with blood vessels. The arms were quickly covered with white feathers, and the breath of death rippled out.
Come.
At the same time, his teeth were pulled out one by one and became sharp, with many vague and tiny faces embedded on the surface. In the blink of an eye, this man was already lying on the ground and became a person with eight "legs"
And a strange monster with white feathers!
"Hey, you can actually transform? It's interesting!"
Lin Nuo sat on the sofa in the room nonchalantly, and even had a bottle of red wine in his hand. While tasting it, he looked at the other person with interest.
"I have to say that your transformation ability is a bit too messy, and to be honest, it's really ugly and has no sense of beauty at all!"
"Is it you?"
The middle-aged man who turned into a monster suddenly showed a look of fear and despair after seeing the other party's appearance.
But then, his slightly ferocious head quickly lowered, and his body lay on the ground, trembling.
Gods cannot look directly at them. This is an iron rule when mortals get along with gods. Otherwise, it is blasphemy against gods. And no one who blasphemes against gods can survive intact from ancient times to the present!
"It's me!" Lin Nuo shook the wine glass in his hand and said with a smile: "Are you Ins Zangwill, the protagonist in the story who plots the saint's relics?"
"A great wisdom like you cannot be hidden from your eyes. Your humble servant, Ins Zangwill, praises you devoutly but fearfully!"
"Great and benevolent being, I don't mean to offend you. I am just writing some logical stories. If you are not satisfied, your humble servant is willing to make changes at any time!"