The Overlord Journey of the God of Creation

There are also talented aristocratic children who have fallen into poverty, or become bards purely for romantic purposes, but these are a minority after all.

In short, instead of letting others write it, and the writing is not good, it is better to do it yourself and describe the heroic appearance of the mother as an adventurer. This will not only make me happy, but also increase the reputation of my mother.

No matter how you think about it, it is a good thing that kills multiple birds with one stone. Lilith started writing immediately, and spent a month writing down the first volume of "The Heroes of Cang Gong".

However, after all, it is a 'Hero Story', it is a story, it is an artistic creation, and there are still many details that cannot be written, which requires the author's secondary creation.

This is very reasonable, and in fact it is very common, just like there are scenes of dragon slaying in many hero stories, but in fact, most adventurers, even those who are steel-level adventurers, have never seen a dragon in their entire lives.

A certain degree of artistic creation is reasonable and acceptable, and Lilith adheres to this principle.

"That's why it's just artistic creation, artistic creation!" Now, Lilith is still complaining.

"That's why you wrote me as the male protagonist of a light novel who runs a harem everywhere? Hold on tight!"

Aya sneered as she stroked the feather duster with her hand.

A by-product of the gashapon, a special gift for Children's Day-the platinum chicken (phoenix) duster, which has a special attack on young creatures and dust, is a by-product of Aya's smoking of children's clothes.

It was originally a useless and funny equipment, but I didn't expect it to have a second life in a different world.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Lilith put her hands on the ground, facing the wall, and stood upside down with her head down.

"Put down the skirt." Aya said as she tapped the feather duster.

Although Lilith was standing on her head, her skirt was tightly attached to her buttocks in a way that insulted Newton.

"No, I'll be shy..."

"Shy?" Aya didn't believe what the succubus daughter said, and pulled off Lilith's skirt.

Of course Lilith is not shy about being seen in panties, but the problem is that she is not wearing...

"..." Aya put her hand on Lilith's waist.

【Intermediate item creation】

The magic was activated, and a pure white unadorned underwear was put on. This is an old-fashioned style that Lilith would never wear normally.

"Ugh!"

"What are you shouting, I haven't hit yet."

"Ugh!!"

This time Aya really made a move.

"Do you still dare in the future?"

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

Lilith breathed a sigh of relief.

Don't look at Aya's imposing manner and Lilith's yelling so fiercely, but in fact the beating didn't hurt.

Aiya was still merciful to her daughter, otherwise, with the power of the mother of life, she would be able to beat her little butt to pieces.

"Just hold on for a while and reflect on it, Camelia, just look at her, I'll go back first."

"Wait, Mom! Don't go, don't..."

Although Lilith begged, Aya teleported away.

After all, he took the time to come here and teach the brat a lesson. If he left for too long, Opelin would have doubts.

"My lord~" Lilith was crying and laughing, but Camelia was very calm. She picked up the platinum rooster (phoenix) feather duster left by Aya and walked straight to Lilith.

"My sis, my favorite sis~"

"I'm not a big sister. After all, I can't get the protagonist's favor. I can only suffer unrequited love. I watch the protagonist and other girls love each other, but I can't express my jealousy. Such cruel thoughts are defeated. Dog character!"

"I don't seem to have written the latter ones..."

"I won't be as soft-hearted as my mother." Camelia smiled. This eighty-five-level warrior with a race of primitive monsters and full strength raised his hand.

"It's time for you to understand why elder sisters are like mothers."

The tragic cry echoed in the dark moon forest and lingered for a long time.

Author's message:

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I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach today, I went to drop a drop bottle in the afternoon, so it was even later,,

One more chapter tonight

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Once again, he saw such a scene.

The red lotus-colored flames spread to the sky and set the whole world on fire.Rusted and broken weapons litter the wilderness.Also, countless corpses.

This is the picture of war, but it is different from ordinary wars—every corpse here is mutilated.

The corpse is mutilated. This seems to be a normal thing in war. After all, a sword can cut a person's flesh, and even a powerful bow and arrow can pierce a person's arm.

After all, soldiers are a type of people who are prone to disabilities.