I loaded the gods module

Chapter 110 The Infinite World Tree
Roy turned his head in astonishment, and saw 'Nina' standing behind him. She smiled softly, lifted her layers of skirts, and solemnly saluted the Storm Lord.

Suddenly, Roy seemed to see a giant tree standing in the sea of ​​clouds.

His roots are rooted in the past, his branches and leaves extend to the future, the river of time flows in his trunk, and his endless branches extend in all directions, supporting one magnificent world after another.

He is the tree of infinite worlds, and he is the god of destiny.

"So, what should I call you?"

Looking at that sacred face that was both familiar and unfamiliar, Nina's frightened face flashed in Roy's mind.

He stared at the other person's face, and asked, "Is it fate for you now? Or 'Nina'?"

The long-haired woman was obviously taken aback, and then, looking at the blurred face of the Storm Lord, he asked seriously: "What about you? Are you Storm or 'Roy'?"

Roy thought for a while, and answered seriously: "I am Roy, and I am also a storm."

Hearing this answer, the long-haired woman tilted her head in confusion, as if she couldn't understand the other party's words: "Can a drop of sea water represent the entire sea?"

"The water drop is also me, and the sea is also me. Who can represent whom?"

Roy smiled, and he replied without thinking: "For me, wherever my consciousness reaches, I am myself."

"For me, it's not that easy."

Destiny shook his head: "The abyss shackles our authority and divinity, but believers liberate our humanity and emotions. All gods have a split contradiction between superego and ego."

At this moment, He stepped forward, stretched out his slender and white arms, and grasped Roy's wrist with ease: "Give me some time."

Roy: ? ? ?
Immediately afterwards, Destiny's slender fingers pinched Roy's wrist back and forth, as if concentrating on recalling the specific feel.

Roy:! ! !
"So that's how it is..." The white-haired woman with an extremely holy complexion suddenly laughed, and the moment the smile bloomed, the strange feeling in Destiny completely dissipated.

"So I was in this mood at the time..." He seemed to have changed back to Nina from destiny, and the white-haired woman looked at Roy with an instant cordiality.

Roy: "..."

Good guy, you are obviously a fine score... Or the kind of fine score that you can pick up at will...

The Storm Lord, who was originally very calm, was now gripped by fate, and Roy felt that the atmosphere in the small room suddenly became awkward.

It's just that Nina didn't feel anything. She looked at the surrounding environment curiously, and asked, "Is this your temple? Storm? I've never seen such a strange room before."

Roy's expression froze immediately, he retracted his hand cautiously, and said falteringly, "Um... how strange is this...?"

"Hmm... as the residence of the gods, it seems a bit cramped... and,"

Nina picked up the podduck pillow on Roy's bed: "I've never seen this creature before. Is it some kind of extraordinary creature that lives in the depths of the ocean? It doesn't look very smart."

"In a sense, it is indeed a very strong supernatural creature of the water system..." The corners of Roy's mouth twitched.

"Then what are these cute puppets?"

What Nina picked up this time was the figure of the beautiful girl on Roy's bookcase: "Is it the devout soul incarnation of your storm believer?"

Roy was in a cold sweat. He pretended to be calm and said: "Cough... this may just be the strong model that my human incarnation recognized at the time, and it has nothing to do with me, the Storm Lord!"

"Didn't you just say that wherever your consciousness reaches is the ego?" Nina was a little puzzled.

"I'm sorry, I was the one who spoke nonsense just now..." The king in charge of the storm slapped himself expressionlessly.

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It took a lot of effort before Roy managed to get the topic back on track and escaped from the brink of death.

"That is to say, you regained control of the time fragments of the Kingdom of God, and successfully recovered a trace of divinity?" the Storm Lord asked.

"That's right, thanks to your help."

Nina embraced the pillow and sat on Roy's single bed, shaking her white ankles: "If you hadn't rescued my humanity from the endless cycle of time, I'm afraid my will will never recover."

"What about the elf imprisoned by Zechariah IV? How is she?" Roy asked again.

Nina shook her head with a gloomy expression: "We can't save her for the time being, because in the real history, she has already died in the king's sacrificial ceremony, and the soul of the elf will always be the cornerstone supporting the king's banquet."

"The only way to redeem their souls is to get rid of those kings who stepped into history and succeeded in obtaining eternal life..."

Destiny subconsciously hugged Duck's pillow tightly: "The souls of dragons and elves can be liberated only when the never-ending banquet is over."

"Then, as the god in charge of time, is there a way to find them?"

Roy thought about it, and suddenly came up with a poisonous plan in his heart: "You can take me into history again, and I promise to drown all the kings in their own shit."

"Now I have lost the authority to travel in time."

Nina shook her head: "As you can see, my main body has collapsed, leaving only one branch."

"That's it..." Roy could also understand the other party's difficulties, so he stopped talking altogether.

At this moment, Roy's face suddenly changed slightly, and the Storm Lord felt that a believer was calling his name.

In a daze, he saw the stern-faced bard standing in front of his bedroom in the airship of the present world, and gently knocked on the door.

Looks like it's time to return to the real world.

"Then for the next period of time, you can cultivate well in my temple."

Roy gave Nina instructions, and he opened the snack cabinet next to the desk, took out Coke potato chips, spicy sticks and other snacks, and piled them all over Nina.

Immediately afterwards, the Storm Lord gave up his "God Throne", and opened the long-sealed PS7 game console under Nina's curious eyes.

He smiled: "If you're bored, just take these as entertainment."

Fate suddenly came together, she sat on the gaming chair, clumsily manipulated the strange creation called 'mouse', showing a very interested look.

"It's really a magical mechanical creation... This reminds me of those giant races whose minds are full of whimsical ideas..."

Nina muttered to herself: "Storm, are these the creations that your believers sacrificed to you?"

No one responded.

Fate turned his head suspiciously, only to find that the small room was empty.

(End of this chapter)