89, Chapter 89(1/2)
Constantine and Seguin remained silent. Even if Ilsa didn't say it explicitly, they probably guessed what happened.
Silius is dead.
The divine power has returned to Ilsa's body.
It's obviously something worth being happy about, but the strange thing is that I can't be happy about it at all.
Ilsa was quiet and didn't know what she was thinking. Constantine suddenly remembered the goal Ilsa had set and asked, "By the way, do you still want to kill that Goulun?"
"It's Glenn, Glenn Croft." Ilsa sighed softly, "Let him go. Whether he can be killed or not is not that important."
Silius died, and she suddenly felt a sense of relief.
She is now a veritable supreme god. Even if Glenn wants to kill her, she doesn't have to be afraid. What's more, there is Lester here. Even if Glenn can kill her, he can't kill Lester. Then
What did she have to worry about?
Feel free to do whatever you want, but if you still feel uneasy, just castrate Glenn and let him become a pervert in abstinence.
Ilsa rubbed her eyebrows and looked at Lester, "It's all over now. You can put those monsters away. There are still ghosts and wolves howling down there."
Even though no one had been injured in the bluff, she heard them crying heartbreakingly, as if they were mourning for Silius, which made her upset.
"Your affairs are over, mine are not yet."
Lester took his time and suddenly snapped his fingers. The sky suddenly darkened, black clouds rolled in, and the monsters on the earth began to dance wildly again.
Ilsa was surprised: "What are you going to do again?"
Lester looked at her with a smile, his dark brows and eyes looked even more profound in the dim light of the sky. He looked at her with a kind of deep affection that made people feel trance-like.
But Ilsa knew very well that it was just her illusion. Lester just looked very gentle and affectionate. In fact, he did not have that kind of human emotion. The only thing that could support him to maintain this illusion was
It's just his interest in her.
But that's okay, since her feelings for him are limited to interest.
At most, I only have a little bit of goodwill.
Or a little more.
...There will definitely be no more.
Ilsa looked at Lester expressionlessly, waiting for him to ask a difficult question. Lester seemed to guess what she was thinking, his eyes flickered, and he spoke lightly, "You also know that I have a special feeling for you.
Feeling. Although I can’t explain what this feeling is, but... I want you to stay by my side."
Ilsa: "..."
Surprisingly candid.
"With your character, you should be very reluctant, right?" Lester's voice was soft, with a hint of a joking smile.
Ilsa looked solemn: "...Hmm."
He's not that reluctant...but since he said so, right, he still needs to be more reserved.
Lester chuckled softly. His eyes were narrow and deep, as thin and hazy as the night, making it easy for people to get stuck in them.
"So, I thought of a way. Stay by my side, or watch all living things die. You choose one."
Ilsa: "This..."
There's no choice now.
Although she doesn't love this world, she can't help but watch it destroy. In addition to dirty evil people, this world also has gentle people like Maxi and Carl, and lovely children like Norma.
There are her loyal apostles, as well as Blake, Magda, Rihel and the others...
She hopes they can live well and hope they can be happy forever.
"You are so despicable!" Constantine yelled angrily.
Lester raised his eyebrows and seemed too lazy to talk to him, just looking straight at Ilsa.
He could guess Ilsa's answer, but he still wanted to hear her say it herself.
He has existed for such a long time and has never expected anything. It is hard to imagine that one day, he will actually be full of expectations and even extremely excited for a girl's extremely simple reply.
He didn't like to think about why. The only thing that was certain was that his heart was beating for her.
This feeling is very good.
Ilsa bit her lower lip and frowned in embarrassment, "After all, I am the only god now. I can't help but watch my people die. I really can't do it."
Lester answered with a smile: "So?"
"So..." Ilsa also smiled slightly, looking a little bit unable to help laughing, "I will reluctantly agree to you."
Lester looked at her deeply, his eyes sparkling like the sea under the moonlight.
"It's a wise decision."
Constantine was shocked: "Ilsa, you can't!"
Segan interjected calmly from the side: "This is the master's decision, so please don't meddle in other people's business."
"What did you say?!"
"Master is very happy and doesn't need you to stop him."
"You shabby doll, I will bite you to death right now..."
Constantine and Segan started arguing and fighting again. Ilsa sighed helplessly and murmured to herself, "Is it really over this time?"
"Not yet." Lester pointed to the dense crowd of people on the ground and said, "Now that Silius is dead, it is the best time for you to rebuild your faith."
Ilsa turned around in surprise: "What do you mean?"
"I can perform a show with you." Lester's lips curved slightly, "How about it? Are you very touched?"
I didn't expect Lester to even consider this... This is beyond the scope of interest, right?
Ilsa felt complicated in her heart and couldn't help but nodded seriously, "Well, I'm very touched."
Lester: "..."
His eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but slowly approached Ilsa, "Then..."
"Then let's start now!" Ilsa pushed Lester away with a serious face, and then called Samuel's name for the first time with her consciousness.
Lester: "..."
Still as disappointing as ever.
【Samuel, can you hear my voice?】
There were shallow ripples in the vast sea of consciousness, and almost instantly, a clear and exciting voice responded to her immediately.
[...My God! Where are you? Monsters have invaded the entire continent, and everything is dangerous now. Are you okay? 】
Ilsa could almost imagine Samuel's anxious and worried expression at this time, and she couldn't help but soften her tone.
[Don’t worry, I’m safe now. Come to the temple to find me, I’ll wait for you here.]
【……yes.】
It could be felt that the angel took a long breath of relief, and Ilsa suddenly felt warm in her heart.
Since she is recreating the miracle in front of all living creatures, she hopes that her apostles can accompany her and complete this act with her. If possible, she hopes that the demigods are also here, but
When she thought about Sirius being gone, she gave up calling the other demigods after thinking about it for a while.
She couldn't accept Sirius's departure yet.
Soon, a white figure approached her from far away, waving huge wings. Her long silver hair was vaguely visible in the wind, and crystal clear light fell from between those pure white and flawless wings.
"Samuel." Ilsa called his name softly, watching him wave his broad wings and slowly stop in front of her, "Long time no see."
The silver-haired and blue-eyed angel was still as pure and beautiful as he remembered. He looked at Ilsa blankly, with a glimmer of water in his dark green emerald eyes.
"Ilsa..." He even forgot his honorific title to Ilsa, "I finally found you."
This poor crybaby is about to cry again.
Ilsa's heart felt soft, and she whispered apologetically, "I'm sorry, I only called you now."
Samuel shook his head and looked like he was about to smile, but tears swayed in his eyes, making his blue eyes even more clear.
"You are my god, you never need to apologize to me."
"What's more, you haven't forgotten me..." He suddenly smiled, the corners of his lips curved in a gentle arc, "I'm already satisfied."
This is his only wish.
This is also the meaning he has been searching for till now.
Ilsa also smiled warmly.
The huge black monster twisted crazily and stood like a mountain on every piece of land on the continent. The sky was dim and dark clouds covered, and people fled in a hurry, crying and praying for the blessing of the gods.
"God, please save us!"
Prayers and cries resounded across the sky. Amidst this desperate cry, a ray of light tore through the darkness, brilliant sunlight dispersed the dark clouds, and the sky suddenly became bright and clean.
To be continued...