On the eve of the resurrection ceremony of the Lord of God's Punishment, King Dil came to the tree house in Madessa.

Madesa is still chanting scriptures, as if tomorrow is nothing important to him.

King Dil stood beside Madesa, patiently listened to him finish reading the scriptures, and then asked calmly: "Can't tomorrow's ceremony really change the date?"

"Why do you need to change?" Madesa's tone was also very calm.

"Do you know how many gods have received the news that the Lord is about to be resurrected? Do you know how many gods will come to the Lord's idea tomorrow?"

"Gods? Do you call them gods? It seems that you have a new understanding of the concept of God. The Lord is no longer different from those heresy in your mind."

"Don't be obsessed with words, you know what I mean."

"Of course I understand what you mean. In your eyes, the Lord is no longer the only god. You even regard yourself as God. I have not asked you for advice, what is your name of God?"

"Don't say these provocative words, my loyalty to the Lord cannot be questioned by anyone."

Madesa nodded and said, "Since that's the case, I'll be here again tomorrow and wait for my order."

King Dil closed his eyes and sighed, "Tell me why you are so crazy and so arrogant?"

Madesa smiled: "It's not your turn to evaluate me. No one except the Lord is qualified to evaluate me. Remember my words forever."

The negotiations failed, but King Dil still maintained restraint, at least in his tone: "I will not appear before you tomorrow, and I will not let the Lord be in danger."

"You want to disobey the Lord's orders?"

"This is not the Lord's command, this is your command."

"I am the Lord's nearest servant, and I am the Lord's agent..."

"Don't emphasize your identity again and again. I never thought of challenging your status and power!" King Dil raised his tone, "If you are dissatisfied with me, just punish me as a Seraph! But don't use the safety of the Lord to satisfy your arrogance and vanity!"

King Dil turned and was about to leave, and Madessa called him: "Remind you, if you don't come tomorrow, it is not me who punishes you, but the Lord. The Lord's body is damaged, but His consciousness is still there. Is it not a lie that is so loudly that lies are not a lie? When the day of judgment comes, I hope you can get the Lord's forgiveness."

...

King Dil returned to the bedroom, summoned more than 300 eyes and arranged them in the palace.

He calculated that Madesa would come to attack, so he could not be neglected for a moment tonight.

He was also looking forward to the arrival of Madesa. If he dared to break into the temple, King Dil would be sure to capture him alive. He would force Madesa to complete the ceremony tonight and then immediately find a place to hide.

He calculated all the sneak attack methods of Madesa and formulated methods to resolve them one by one. However, unexpectedly, Madesa did not come to sneak attack tonight.

Even more unexpectedly, King Deer fell asleep.

Not to mention one night, even if he doesn't sleep for a year, it would be fine for King Dil. But on such a critical night, he fell asleep and slept very heavily.

The next day, when he woke up, he found that he was not in the bedroom, but standing under the tree house in Madesa.

Madesa tied himself up? He didn't even notice it?

King Dil moved his joints and found that he could move. He looked at his body again, but did not find any tools or skills for binding.

Madesa has become so powerful? I can't even see his means to bind me?

Not only King Dil was standing under the tree house, but also hundreds of people. They were angels from all over the place. After Madesa made so many preparations, King Dil knew nothing.

Madesa jumped out of the tree house, stood in front of King Dil, and smiled and said, "You are finally here, and I know you will definitely make the right choice."

What a vicious seraph, I actually want to humiliate me in front of other angels.

Arguing with him or fighting with him?

In short, we cannot resurrect the Lord of God as he wishes.

He knew that there were gods watching here. Once the Lord of God’s Punishment was resurrected, he would not have the chance to swallow it. I am afraid that he would not even be able to save his life.

King Dil was thinking about how to deal with it, but suddenly heard his own voice: "No matter how many misunderstandings there are between us, our loyalty to the Lord will not change anything."

King Dil was shocked. He was talking, but he didn't know why he was talking, nor did he know what he was going to say.

He walked towards Madesa step by step, not knowing what he wanted to do when he walked over.

He was manipulated, but he didn't know what method the other party was manipulating him.

His consciousness was clear. He scratched his cheeks and could control his body freely, but he couldn't stop. He thought, but he couldn't do it.

He stood opposite Madesa and stretched out his hands.

Madesa also stretched out his hands and pressed against his palm.

The ceremony began, and King Dil wanted to stop it, but he couldn't.

He wanted to speak, but his voice kept echoing in his mind, but he just couldn't speak.

Why is this? Which part of myself is under control?

Madesa smiled indifferently and began to recite scriptures.

He recited classic chapters of the Holy Book, which the angels were familiar with and recited with Madesa.

King Dil was also reciting. He wanted to stop, but he still couldn't do it.

King Dil felt that his divine power was being lost, and beside him, blue mist was slowly emerging.

...

Hema sat in the cave, feeling extremely anxious.

Today is the day when the Lord of God's Punishment is resurrected, but he doesn't understand why Eros is so calm.

Doesn’t He want to stop the resurrection of God’s Punishment? Doesn’t He want to unbundle?

From early morning to noon, Erros played chess with Guatel.

That was not the real Guater, it was Guater. His chess skills were as bad as Guater. Erlos won more than ten games in a row and was extremely tired of it.

Hema couldn't help but remind: "The resurrection ceremony is almost over. Don't you want to go and have a look?"

"What's there to see," Eros smiled, "the old relatives who have not been in contact for many years have gathered together. They are embarrassed when I go there. Let them talk well first. When they are tired of fighting, I will chat with them."

What old relative? What does this mean?

Erros looked at Hema: "Do you know what kind of family affection is? That boy Claudesey understands it very much!"

He looked at "Manda", which was also disguised by a frog.

"He knew how important family affection is, so he was willing to be at my mercy," Erros looked at Hema in a blink of an eye. "Actually, you also understand what family affection is. You regard Claudesey as a relative, so you fought for his life to let him escape."

Hema was shocked and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Erros laughed, and suddenly a frog appeared in his palm.

The frog's eyes were full of tears. It was Hema's lover. He was by Hema's side just now, but for some reason he suddenly appeared in Erroth's hands.

Erros said to the frog: "Do you know what kind of family affection is? How can you let your relatives take risks for a loving man?"

As he finished speaking, Guerna, Guergua and the frog pretending to be Manda all revealed their true colors. Hema was so scared that his face was pale and at a loss.

Erros held the frog and said, "If it died for you, would you feel distressed?"

Hema looked at the frog, and the frog was still crying.

"Gugu!" The frog suddenly screamed, reminding Hema to escape immediately!

Hema ran away, and Erros threw a feather arrow, and the arrow bent across Hema's knee and cut off Hema's legs.

Hema fell to the ground, and Erros walked closer and continued to play with the frog in his hand: "Do your father know what kind of family affection is? Will he come to save you?"
Chapter completed!