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Chapter 948 The Promised Wedding Dress, the Resurrected Evil God

Blaze looked up at the Libra in the sky, leaning on the throne somewhat tiredly, his heart filled with gratitude.

Because he tried his best as always, but he lost, lost completely, and the world was just a little bit away from being destroyed.

If there were no other people leading people and working hard to face the disaster, the world would probably have been washed away by the sea.

"This world has not changed. It is still as chaotic as before. Not everyone is like those people who have come together for a common goal. Some kingdoms have not contributed and are even ready to make a move."

Themis sat beside Blaze's legs, her eyes seemed to be able to see the whole world.

"I know, but even so I have hope."

Blaze closed his eyes. He would never forget the moment when all living beings gathered in one corner when the planet Apophis descended.

Although everyone dispersed and even became enemies after the crisis, that scene had been remembered by him who had become a god.

"You once created perfect humans, and because you have seen the beauty of humans, you cannot tolerate any flaws. But I am one of them, and I will continue to move forward because of the beauty I have seen."

"One day, even with different laws and civilizations, everyone will unite for love and peace."

"Really? That's great." Themis slowly stood up, her beautiful white dress creating ripples as she turned around.

She leaned forward and smiled at Blaise.

"I will continue to walk in this world and see everything in it. But I think I will still see too much injustice, become angry, forget the promise we made to meet again, and become as hideous and terrifying as that."

"Hey, hey, hey! You're simply giving a preview of a terrorist attack!"

"Don't worry, my body has turned into this peaceful olive tree. Even if I go crazy, I will not harm the world anymore. I'm probably only around LV200." Although she looked like a mature version of Audrey, Themis' smile was a little mischievous.

"Do you think that blowing up the world instead of the city is not an attack?!" Blaze wanted to stand up, but he didn't have the strength. He supported his head with his hands because of the headache. "Then, wouldn't you become a ghost monster in a wedding dress?"

"Wedding dress...that's not bad either." Themis felt the night breeze and tied up her long hair, her black hair dancing with her snow-white dress.

Her eyes were once again hidden by her black hair, but there was a smile on her lips.

"If I become a terrible monster, come to me with your token and tell me that you are waiting for me in the future hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of years from now."

"I will continue to endure for that moment, my destined king."

[Blaze LV99+3-LV100+3]

【Fated King LV1】

[The incarnation of law, the king chosen by the goddess of justice Themis. She will be waiting to meet the king in the distant future, and then they will travel together.]

"..." Blaze moved his mouth and sighed helplessly, "Don't work too hard."

The beautiful goddess of justice is transformed into Libra in the sky. She will return to heaven in disappointment because of the sins of mankind, but at night she cannot help but come to the world with scales in her hand to uphold justice.

But in this six-sided world, this world where day and night alternate, there is always day and there is always night.

The goddess of justice can choose eternal disappointment or eternal expectation.

It's like the two sides of a scale, swaying back and forth.

"I'm so tired." Blaze let out a long breath, "Will there be some simpler encounters next...ah!?"

Blaze stood up suddenly. He almost forgot the source of all this - Adam.

This guy is missing! ?
But... the holy remains were still in his hands, and Adam would eventually find them, so he might as well sit back and rest for a while. ...

The barrier that had endured the world's light wall twice was burnt black, and it faced the charred world of vertical hell, but behind it was a lush and vibrant life.

Cyrene sat on the city wall, facing the charred world.

He hunched his back somewhat dejectedly, but raised his head to look at the sky.

"She... returned to heaven and will return to earth. You really are the best among us."

The sound of footsteps came from behind Kulene, a dark shadow covered Kulene's back, and then a small leather boot kicked Kulene.

Kullene fell directly on the city wall. There was a huge scar on his chest where his heart should be, and it seemed that there was nothing inside.

The little leather shoe stepped on Kulene's face and roughly turned Kulene's face to the side. The dull, lifeless eyes made the man laugh maliciously.

"You're finally dead."

That was Herbie, but not Herbie. She lifted her bangs and there seemed to be flames burning in her eyes.

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She is Loki, not the second generation Loki, but Loki.

"Ah~~ I've been waiting for you to show your weakness for a long time, but I didn't expect you to end your life in this way. Is it out of guilt? Or is it your fearless spirit of sacrifice for the world?"

"But this ending is worthy of your status."

After Loki stomped on Culene hard, he stretched his body towards the rising sun, and bursts of bones cracking sounds came from his delicate body.

"Tsk! This body is still too weak. It really needs a blind body." Loki clenched his palms, the flames in his eyes dancing with greed.

"Fur that even divine weapons cannot harm! The might of the Ouroboros! The highest sun! The blind eye! The holy seal! The shield of the throne! The godslayer fangs of the Age of Gods! And the fate of the destined king!"

"As long as I get that body, as long as I get..."

Loki's eyes suddenly widened. Behind her, the man who should have died from losing his heart stood up at some point.

His eyes were covered by black hair, blood was still flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his raised right hand was drawing circles frivolously.

"The world went round and round, twice."

"Where is the feather of truth?"

"Has the fair heart returned to where it belongs?"

Loki turned around slowly. The man in front of her still looked like he was about to die. He was not to be feared, but for some reason, she felt something strange.

"who are you?"

"Weren't you talking about me just now? It's me, it's me!"

A cane with two wings on the top fell into the man's hand. He tapped the ground twice with the cane. One or two hissing poisonous snakes crawled from both sides and coiled around the cane.

The man lifted his hair and showed a weird smile.

"Hi~Loki, the god of trickery, I am the triple-great god Hermes."

(End of this chapter)