Weird Manor: Quickly Cross the Fifth Personality

Chapter 148 My Belief in Sea God (25)
Some people miss it after all, and it is impossible to give you a chance to make up for it, even if...you are a god.

People are not as good as gods, and gods are not as good as the sky. The will of the sky crushes not only people, but also gods.
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"So this is the end of the story?"

"Yes, is it sad? Do you feel like crying a little?"

"Yeah, I was about to cry when I heard it, it was a feeling of empathy..."

Eli pursed her lips and smiled. Although Baijiu couldn't see his whole picture, she still felt his sadness and helplessness.

"Fiona, see you at the manor..."

Eli said.

Baijiu felt bad, but in the next second, she softened and fell straight into Eli's arms.

"By the way, congratulations on becoming the priest of the Sea God again..."

Afterwards, Eli put her on the bed gently, and then brought a pot of flowers from nowhere, and Eli put it beside Baijiu.

"That woman Ling Xin finally did a good thing..." Eli took off the blindfold, revealing a pair of blue eyes as blue as the sea, but the eyes were no longer shining, they were as dark and lifeless as falling meteorites.

"Collect the flesh of a hundred people, collect the blood of a hundred people." He murmured.

"Using poisonous flowers as an offering, its nourishment as a product..."

"Supplemented by the most faithful believers."

"This time I request... the great Serpent-eating Serpent to come."

"Yingying, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I will really see the road with your eyes in the future..."

For a long time, the flames dyed half the sky red...

"Drip... The mission of the host, the capture of Hasta, and becoming a priest have been completed... Has the host left the plane..."

"Drip... It is detected that the life of the host is being threatened, and the host will be forced to leave the plane..."

"Host? Did you hear that?"

Baijiu didn't answer, but under the light of the flame, a tear slowly slid down her cheek.

From now on, there will be no more priests in the world...

From then on, there are no more believers in the world...

On the other side, Hastur had also finished accepting all his memories, and his eyes began to gather anger.

"What your apostle did, I will settle it with you one by one!"

"Eh……"

Yidhra laughed, and she said charmingly:
"Then I am waiting for you~"

Hastur opened his mouth, just about to say something, but unexpectedly, a burning pain hit his heart.

"...Fiona?"

He whispered something worried, then turned around and disappeared.

Yidhela was the only one left. She touched her own tail, as if puzzled.

"What's it like to have feelings..."

She thought lonely.

"It must be very happy to have those things..."

Yidhra sighed, twisted the snake's tail and left.

She was born when there were microorganisms in the world, and no one could teach her, and no one could teach her, so this confused god had to learn and master it by herself.But... There are some things that she has not learned, but she has not learned thoroughly. She doesn't understand some common sense in the world. She has always thought that she doesn't need that kind of emotion...

Now, I feel...she needs to...

Alone in the world, a lonely god... no one complains.

God, it is also very pitiful...

Hastur had come to Lake View Village, the place where his joy and sorrow coexisted.As soon as he appeared above the village, he heard the voices of countless people worshiping him.

"God, Lord Seagod!"

"God, it's really Lord Seagod!"

"That method is right, the Witch really didn't lie to us!"

"Long live the Sea God!"

"Sea God, please bless us..."

Countless voices are superimposed together, making it very noisy and noisy.Hastur waved his hand, motioning for the voices to stop, and he started looking around, looking for the...

The figure of a person who has long since disappeared...

He saw a house that was scorched black by fire, it should be Fiona's residence, but what about people... The house has become like this, Fiona...should be fine...

This thought was like a spark, igniting the extremely small hope in his heart.

He asked with a trembling voice:
"What about people..."

The villagers were quiet, and when they heard this, they all froze for a moment. One person stood up and said respectfully:
"Master Sea God, the foolish people don't know who you are talking about?"

God is hopeful, saying:
"Where is my priest... where is your priest?!"

fool said:
"The believers of the witch said that as long as the ashes of the priest are thrown into the sea, you can be invited to come, the sea god. Let our village be safe forever..."

The fire of God's hope was quenched by the cold water, and he could hardly stand still.

"Yang is in the sea...I can't find anything...Who did it...I want to kill him! Let him be buried with him!"

A boy in black robe stood out from the crowd
"It's me, the prophet of the tail-eating snakes...

Eli Clark. "

God was angry, and the waves began to roll wildly.

"why?!"

The god roared.

"Leave her alone... Hastur..."

The Prophet smiled, and gently stroked the owl on his shoulder.

"Let her go... She has done enough for you, so please let her go, don't hurt her anymore... You are a god, a destined person, the chosen one, and she is a priest, a A mortal is an ant... This is against the law of heaven and reincarnation..."

Panicked, he roared:
"Bullshit!"

The Prophet smiled.He gazed at the God above him, and without fear, he straightened his back and said:
"Now, what do you still have to resist?! You are destined to be a god... Then, let me ask you... how can a mortal become a god? Naturally, he must use the holy apostle as a tribute and personally offer it to heaven... Geniuses will recognize it You...so you are destined to take her life yourself, Ling Xin went to take her life for you back then, just to make you live in pain."

Eli elicited a mocking smile, and he continued:
"Why did she do this... I don't know, but the only thing I know is that there is an exception for a mortal to become a god. He must personally dedicate the disciples of the gods to the sky, otherwise the knot... will inevitably arise!"

Eli was stunned for a moment, then laughed:
"Why are you panicking? Hastur? I can see through your heart..."

The monstrous waves swept across the earth... A series of lightning bolts began to emerge, followed by dense and crazy rain.

The storm is coming——
The rain washed away everything, the waves swallowed memories, and the thunder and lightning passed by, leaving scars in my heart.

"Come back..."

"I don't want to become a god anymore...will you come back..."

"It's all my fault, I confess to you..."

"If you don't come back, I won't admit my mistake..."

"I'm sorry! My lord priest...my angel..."

However, no matter how he yelled, no matter how he yelled, it was of no avail.

Because, in this world, there is no priest who belongs to him...

A lonely god, standing in front of a house...

He looked at the dilapidated old house, as if he had returned to that day... the red-haired girl, standing against the light...

But... nothing... nothing...

There will never be a red-haired girl standing in front of him smiling, there will never be a red-haired girl standing in front of him, reaching out to him, never again...

Without her in the world, God's heart will die

With her in the world, God's heart will live

She, holding his heart...will not give it back to him...

There is a person who took his heart and hid it, he couldn't find it...

He is like an abandoned child, sitting in front of the door, staring blankly into the distance.

"I'll wait for your return..."

He threw himself into the sea, where there was her.

I had a long, long dream...

In the dream, there is her.

God, don't want to wake up.

But someone wants to wake him up
"I can let you see her..."

"Really……"

"It's true, but before that, I'm going to take one of your things as a condition..."

"You can take whatever you want, as long as you can let me see her."

"...Your Pi Xiang, are you sure, without it, she might not recognize you."

"I just know her..."

"Alright then, Outilis Manor... you are welcome."

When the sun sinks into the lake, and the black stars rise, a messenger in ragged yellow clothes will die from the bottom of the lake, he is the nameless one, chasing souls too thirsty for knowledge.

"My name is... Lord of Yellow Clothes... Hastur!"

(End of this chapter)