Silius' expression suddenly became extremely gloomy.

The abyss is the original appearance of the world, and it can also be said to be the origin of the world. No one knows how long the abyss has existed. Later, a ray of light appeared in the abyss, and the supreme goddess was born from this ray of light, creating the subsequent world.

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If what Lester said is true, then he appeared even before the goddess...

Is it really possible for such a monster to exist? If it did exist, why would he help the goddess?

Silius couldn't believe it. He stared at Lester cautiously, his whole body floating quietly above the cloud tide, his golden hair hanging smoothly down his waist, like a still oil painting.

Ilsa's reaction was much stronger than his.

Although she knew that Lester was related to the Abyss, she didn't expect it to be such a deep connection. Lester's statement was also very ambiguous. Is there really such a thing as the monster that appeared with the Abyss?

Ilsa thought of Lester's ability to create and control some tentacle-like monsters at will, and how he could easily turn the demigod Segan into an immortal monster...

"Lester, are you the ruler of the abyss...or something like that?" Ilsa looked at Lester in surprise as if she had discovered a new world.

Silius's eyes flickered slightly because of these words.

Lester frowned slightly, then relaxed it quickly. He raised his pale and slender hand, stroked Ilsa's hair, and said to her in a gentle and soft tone, "Although it's not the correct answer, it's very close.

.To be precise, I should be regarded as the... embodiment of the abyss."

Ilsa's eyes lit up and she immediately understood what he meant, "So you are the abyss itself!"

Lester felt that this statement was similar. He wanted to praise Ilsa, but Sirius's calm voice interrupted him the next second.

"If you are really the ruler of the abyss, then what is your purpose of approaching Lord Ilsa?" The handsome young man with blond hair and white robe turned his face slightly and looked at Ilsa calmly, "Lord Ilsa,

He is our common enemy. Whether it is for you or for all the people in the world, you should come to my side."

Lester raised his eyelashes and glanced at Sirius with a half-smile.

He spoke so grandly, but failed to mention the most crucial point - for himself.

Ilsa looked at Silius, then at Lester, lowered her eyelids, not knowing what she was thinking. After a brief silence, she suddenly walked towards Silius.

Lester couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Silius looked at Ilsa who was slowly walking towards him, and his almost still heartbeat started to beat again. A smile that had been recovered appeared on his face, and the sun poured from the clouds and fell on his face, making him

He seemed to have an illusory and fragile purity.

"Lord Ilsa, you still chose me."

Ilsa didn't respond to him. She stood next to Silius and looked at Lester expressionlessly. There was no emotion in her cold voice, "Silius is right, I really can't believe it."

You. Since you are the abyss, what is your purpose of approaching me? Is it to kill me? Or to tamper with the divine power?"

Lester tilted his head and looked at her carefully.

There was no anger, no disgust, and no humiliation in his eyes. There seemed to be more of pure confusion about this issue.

Ah...he understood. This was just a little prank of hers, but this time, the targets of her teasing were him and Silius.

Realizing Ilsa's intention, Lester chuckled happily. It was only now that his mood really improved, although seeing Silius's face still made his anger surge.

few.

"Just for fun." Lester answered truthfully, looking at Ilsa with a faint smile, "Because I am a little curious about the new goddess, so I want to see it."

Ilsa showed a stunned expression: "So you knew from the beginning that I was..."

Halfway through her words, she suddenly remembered that Silius was still here and quickly swallowed the second half of her sentence.

Silius asked in confusion: "Lord Ilsa, what are you talking to him?"

What does the new goddess mean? When did it start in the first place? He couldn't understand anything. He was obviously beside Ilsa, but he felt a sense of loss and powerlessness because he was isolated from her.

Ilsa waved her hands and said without turning her eyes: "Nothing. Then I'll ask you again, why did you follow me all the way and help me again and again?"

Lester chuckled: "Of course it's because I'm becoming more and more interested in you."

"Is it so thick that it can help your enemies kill their own kind?" Ilsa narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Who is the enemy? Who is the same kind? My lovely lady, I am not a human being." Lester also narrowed his eyes, looking like a cunning black cat, "To me, everything is meaningless.

existence...at least before you appeared."

Ilsa's eyelashes flickered: "What about after I show up?"

"Isn't the answer obvious?" Lester's black eyes flashed with a little smile, "Everything is still meaningless except you."

In other words, to him, Ilsa is the only meaningful existence.

A very subtle and vague explanation, but very Leicester.

He always seems to be so puzzling, but for Ilsa, this answer is enough.

As long as Lester's interest in her persists, he will not kill her or hinder her.

It was this reassuring answer that she needed.

"Well, since you said so..." Ilsa turned to look at Silius and whispered, "Silius, I still believe him more."

She returned to Lester's side again, her eyes calm and without any hesitation.

Silius felt as if his heart was falling heavily in his chest in an instant. He looked straight at Ilsa, his eyes desperate and sad, like an abandoned puppy.

"Lord Ilsa, would you rather be polluted by the abyss than stay by my side?"

Ilsa shook her head: "Our conflicts are irreconcilable."

Silius's eyes were faintly red, and his thin lips were pressed into a tight line. He looked at Ilsa steadily, and then slowly moved his resentful eyes towards Lester.

"Since you are the abyss, let me see if you will not die."

He raised his hand, and the immortal knights and priests in the temple were all suspended into the air. Their faces were already blurred, their bones were wrapped in flesh and blood, their armor was soaked in blood, and they were holding bright red weapons, like they were pushing open the door to hell.

The evil ghost army silently surrounded Lester and Ilsa.

Ilsa frowned slightly: "A group of troublesome guys are here. Can you deal with them?"

Lester: "Don't underestimate me."

After saying that, he glanced at Sirius lightly. The dark clouds were surging faintly, as if something was boiling above.

Silius gave the order, and the undead army raised their weapons and rushed towards Lester.

Almost at the same time, countless slender tentacles of pitch black mud suddenly appeared from the clouds. These tentacles were like soft and flexible sharp blades that instantly penetrated the chests of the undead, and then slowly entangled them.

Dark tentacles hung down from the clouds, like wind chimes under the eaves, hanging blood-red limbs precariously.

Before these undead could regenerate flesh and blood, the tips of the tentacles suddenly split into several thin petals and opened like petals. You could clearly see that the sticky inner side was covered with fangs. These weird things were aimed at the heads of the undead,

At an incredible speed, it swallowed the undead whole.

Ilsa: "..."

What the hell was that just now? Isn’t it disgusting?!

Silius also showed a shocked expression.

"Okay, what else do you want to see?" Lester looked at Silius leisurely, with cruel malice flashing in his black eyes, "I'm in a good mood now, so I can play with you for a while."

In fact, he wanted to kill Silius immediately. But he guessed that Ilsa definitely didn't want to see this scene, so he had to do the next best thing and defeat Silius bit by bit. Although it could not completely offset the pain in his heart.

Displeased, but slowly torturing Silius like he is now seems to be a good pastime.

Silius stood still, with a bright golden halo flashing around his body. His eyes were heavy and he said in a cold voice: "You can swallow the undead like me, how can you still swallow the billions of living beings on the earth? They all

They are my believers, and as long as they do not die, my power will never disappear."

Ilsa couldn't help but scolded: "Silius!"

He was really crazy to actually use the lives of his people as a bargaining chip to threaten him. Was it Lester who forced him to do this, or was it his obsession with becoming a god that made him willing to do this rather than let go?

Ilsa stared at Sirius with complex eyes. Sirius noticed her gaze and avoided it slightly.

...Don’t dare to look at her?

Ilsa's mind moved slightly. After hearing Silius's provocation, Lester slightly raised the corners of his lips, curled his eyes, and showed a soft smile like a boy, "Threats are useless to me."

As the words fell, the world suddenly darkened. A huge muffled sound of rumbling and rumbling came from the endless vast land, accompanied by faint screams and exclamations, and countless pitch-black tentacles shot up from the ground like mountains.

The tentacles are hidden in the clouds, like huge black shadows, surging silently across the vast land. Looking down from above the clouds, you can vaguely see countless tiny figures moving back and forth, densely packed, like a panicked ant colony.

"It's a natural disaster! A natural disaster is coming. Everyone, run away!"

"God, please save us!"

"The world is going to end and we will all die!"

"Merciful God, please have mercy on us! We don't want to die..."

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The frantic prayers of humans came into Ilsa's mind. Ilsa glanced at Silius, who was silent. He must have heard more voices.

"I'm not as soft-hearted as Ilsa." Lester smiled and moved his fingers, and the black shadows on the ground suddenly began to wave.

"Now, as long as you absorb one point of faith, I will let the monster swallow one..." He paused, as if considering the number, and quickly and carelessly brushed his hands, "A bunch of humans, until all your believers disappear.

"

"I think humans are disappearing faster, right?" Lester asked calmly, looking into Silius's cold and dark eyes, like a dark and boundless abyss.

Sirius pursed his thin lips tightly, unable to answer.

On one side were Leicester's inquiries, and on the other were the people's cries for help. Silius stood upright, his eyes lowered, and fell into a long, suppressed silence.

In this suffocating silence, Ilsa suddenly spoke.

"Lester, don't push him."

Sirius suddenly looked up at her.

The gloomy skylight cast on her body like a dark shadow. But her face was spotless, still as holy and beautiful as when she first saw it.
Chapter completed!