become king in cruel games

Chapter 47 Snow City (Extra 1) Deceiving God?

Inside the dilapidated Snow Temple.

The guard slowly picked up the ancient book. She flipped through the pages page by page, and finally the flipping speed became faster and faster. He closed the book in an instant and let out a long breath.

The Snow God's voice sounded, and his tone was very calm: "Child, I believe you will not be deceived, and the innocent will themselves purify themselves."

The guard bowed respectfully. He gently placed his hand between his eyebrows, and white light burst out: "My master, I have always believed in you. I have always believed that you are the savior. I will release you and save this world." world."

beep - beep -

beep - beep -

The sound of machinery sounded, and a faint white light shone in the corner of the dormant cabin. The lid opened with a sound, and a stream of cold air spurted out.

Snow God, who was lying in the dormant cabin, slowly sat up. His movements were graceful and slow, and wrinkles gradually appeared on his mirror-like skin.

"Child, why do you want to open the hibernation chamber? If you do this, I will slowly age."

The guard's expression was very calm. He gently touched the white sleeping cabin and looked at the Snow God quietly: "Master, you said that you are the savior here and you will save the world."

"Now that Snow City has fallen, we need you here."

Snow God let out a long breath and closed his eyes tightly: "I will."

The white dagger pierced the Snow God's eyebrow effortlessly, which was his only weakness. There was disbelief in the Snow God's eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and his voice trembled: "Child, what are you doing?"

The guard did not speak. He placed a page from the "Snow City Ancient Records" in front of the Snow God. He stood there upright, his cold eyes seeming to have lost the previous confusion.

Snow God's pupils trembled, and he read out the above words uncontrollably, his voice trembling even more: "In the year 327 of Yicheng, the son of the city lord with pure white skin was kidnapped by bandits and disappeared. Later, he appeared in a mysterious white building. In the palace.”

"A child in pure white robes kidnapped the son of the city lord. He claimed to be the Snow God and created a pure white forest to isolate everything. The grief-stricken city lord led troops to attack, but to no avail."

"That child threw a divine punishment in a fit of anger. Except for the son of the city lord who had stayed in the Snow Temple, he only left two children."

"Snow God has been hiding in that mysterious dormant cabin. For some reason, only the guards can open that dormant cabin. I have a feeling that Snow God is a prisoner, and the son of the city lord is like the supervisor who oversees him. "

"I am the recorder of this book, and I am one of the two remaining children. Snow God never thought that I have retained the deepest memory in my heart."

Snow God's bad deeds were confirmed, and he read it out himself.

The guard took the dagger dropped by Feng Yu and increased his strength. The dagger was soaked in sin, and the light in his eyes also lost:
"You are really a hateful guy, a source of evil. You left the crown behind just to better control that group of people. The crown can store your power, isn't it?"

"You erased some of my memories, but you never thought that those memories have long been rooted in my heart. That's right, because of my admiration for you, I quietly remember everything about you."

"I deceived you, deceived a god."

Snow God was silent, and the guards watched it gradually age - Snow God gradually changed from a handsome young man to a man full of wrinkles.

Eventually, wrinkles spread all over his body, his skin sags, and tiny patches spread all over his body.

The guard saw with his own eyes that the Snow God had become old and his skin was covered with patches. He stretched out his trembling hand and grabbed the guard's wrist. The huge force seemed to say something, but the guard just stood there quietly. He looked at his former master. It turned into a piece of fly ash and finally merged into the ground.

The dark clouds gathered in the sky dispersed in an instant, the sun shone down, and the whole world turned white in an instant. The Snow Temple had long been reduced to ruins under the leadership of the big man.

The guard breathed a sigh of relief. He sat on the ground exhausted, letting the biting cold wind wander among the ruins and finally soaked into his torn clothes.

He grew up from ignorance in an instant, like a piece of white paper with ink splashed on it in an instant.

Yes, it's all over.

He let out a long breath and closed his eyes tightly.

(End of this chapter)