Dark Shadow Shrine

Chapter 420: Peerless good young Cyric

() History is a lie written by the victors. ︾,

In the two countries that are hostile, the people you can scold me are all blue-faced and fangs, and the people I can criticize you are living in dire straits.

In any case, the more underdeveloped areas are, the easier it is for lies to succeed.

Throughout the tens of thousands of years, history has never had absolute truth.

The same is true of human memory.

If the complete memory is partially deleted and forgotten, and then disrupted, the fragmented memory fragments are reorganized and displayed in someone's mind, and lies, truths, beliefs and deliberately distorted beliefs are intertwined together, forming a complex mess The so-called memory fragment, will I still believe my memory?

will believe.

Remember, people can still dream. Even unreliable dreams are still likely to remain in the corners of the deep sea of ​​memory.

But when all this is confused, it is impossible for mortals or gods to distinguish the true and false of this bizarre memory creation.

Only the [Ciri Hat] can do all this skillfully with divine power.

In order to allow the hat to have a continuous supply of divine power, Cyric did not hesitate to automatically transfer the continuous divine power brought by the priesthood of lies into this artifact hat.

It can be said that the [Ciri Hat] represents all the lies in the world.

After temporarily severing the priesthood of lies that brought him the most power of faith, Cyric's aura instantly dropped to the weakest level of divine power at divine power level 6.

Cyric fought hard, and if he could not recover the cost in a short period of time, then it was a sure thing for him to fall to a weak divine power.

Cyric's sacrifices and sacrifices are not too big.

But Cyric craves more!

On this day, in the divine kingdom of the lion god, the **** of nature, there were devout demigod believers who offered a treasure to Nubian, the lion god.

As a lawful and kind human deity, he has Nubian with fiery red hair like a splendid lion's mane, and looks like a man of Tarzan, although he is not strong. Only weak divine power, but his followers are quite extensive. His followers are druids, warriors, leaders, paladins, and rangers. Soldiers, teachers, half-lions.

It is not unusual for him to receive gifts from half-lions.

As a lion god, he is quite like a lion in many ways, such as having multiple consorts, such as attaching great importance to his own territory and possessions.

Some time ago, he was quite annoyed that several treasures of the ancient arcane empire were stolen by a demon king. So when a believer offered a treasure on the altar, he accepted it without hesitation.

That's a nice green crown.

At least in Nubian's eyes. That's a crown.

The green light is glittering and beautiful, and the fine carvings cannot be seen in the golden crowns on the heads of the kings of the seven great empires of mankind, and even the crowns dating back to the ancient arcane empires cannot be compared with it.

Nubian fell in love with this green crown almost at a glance, and was so infatuated with it that he couldn't put it down.

Finally, he put the crown on his head with a piety that he couldn't even imagine.

The moment you put it on. Countless information flooded into Nubian's spiritual world.

The surrounding scene has changed.

It was a sight Nubian was once familiar with:

The sun sets, looking into the distance. I, the king of the Nubian lions, run towards the sunset, chasing after my dying youth...

The first twenty years of my life were spent on the grasslands with lions.

The days on the grasslands are sometimes very pleasant, and sometimes very bad. In the dry season, you may not be able to eat a meal for a week.

It's okay for me, I can make do with eating some grass or something. The group of lions can't do it anymore, and it hurts to see the lioness whose chest is pressed to the back of her hunger.

At this time, the magical and omnipotent Cyric came to help. He came with many strange alpacas. These grass-mud horses can grow up by eating grass and mud. Then the lions eat them without starving.

Although there seems to be something wrong, why are there grass-mud horses that eat mud and grow up on the grassland?

But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if others believe it or not, anyway, I, Nubian, believe it!

Suddenly one day, the world fell into a big crisis. The supreme 'O' of the creator god, his three fate tablets, which held the fate of the world, was shamed and filthy, trying to subvert the power of the supreme god. Kou stole it.

In the Pantheon, 'Ao' said to the gods: "Ai Qingqing, who of you can help me get the Slate of Destiny back?"

As soon as I heard that the fight was the most unreasonable among the gods, and said that the three gods of death in seconds, all the gods could not calm down.

"I'll take a look at the wind direction first. As long as it's east, west, north, south, south, or other, I'll go!" After that, Arkady, the powerful **** of wind and the source of the world's wind, turned his head and threw it into the sky. , and then there was an accident, and he sucked the brick down vertically with divine power: "This year, the wind is blowing up and down, everything is not right, I can't go."

Sensing the gaze of 'Ao', the Elf God King Corellon, who rules over eleven elf gods, handsome and unrestrained, and also a powerful **** of power, blushed: "I have become more women recently, I don't know why I Auntie is here..."

"Pfft" The Supreme God was severely disgusted, and turned his head to look at the next powerful **** with three dimensions: 50, 80, and 50 Earth Goddess Chantia.

Mother Earth suddenly showed her youngest daughter's expression, and became tender: "Last night, Luoshanda came with me, and I have a child again." After that, she secretly kicked Luoshanda, the **** of dawn next to her.

The glittering Luoshanda understood on the spot and smiled slightly embarrassedly: "Your Majesty the Supreme God, I also want to take a maternity leave, oh, no, it's paternity leave."

The hands of the Supreme God were shaking with anger: "In order to save this world, the gods who are willing to go take a step forward."

In the next instant, all the gods took three steps back in an extremely orderly manner.

The guy who is slowing down has exerted his extraordinary divine ability, what teleportation, flashing, space jumping!

For a time, a wide avenue was vacated in the middle of the Pantheon.

The Supreme God was so angry that he had a brain hemorrhage on the spot.

"Trash! Trash! You are all trash!"

'Ao' was extremely angry, but none of the gods and gods were very useful, they were all useless people with wine bags and rice bags.

So, according to the prophecy, he handed over the task of saving the world to an ordinary but absolutely great human youth, Cyric, who was named the first outstanding youth in the Ultron world for ten consecutive years!

"Cyric! I'm old. I'm useless. As long as you help me recapture the three tablets of destiny, I will give you the seat of the Supreme God." After that, the Supreme God patted his Pantheon generously. The throne under the mid-ass.

With great power comes great responsibility!

It is imperative to save the world!

"Okay!" Cyric, a peerless young man who was so powerful that he could destroy the main plane with one move and half the multiverse in seconds with two moves, took over to maintain world peace. The mission of crusade against the evil three gods of death.

but……

but……

but……

Saying 'but' three times because it's important.

The three gods of death are not vegetarian, and the Slate of Destiny is quite fragile. Cyric, who is afraid that the three gods of death will pull the fate of the whole world back before his death, thinks hard, so he can only form a team of adventurers and sneak in a low-key operation.

First, Cyric recruited his faithful believer and right-hand man Nubian, the king of lions, to be his assistant.

And then...because most of the mortals in the world are useless waste. The great Cyric could only be taller than the dwarfs, and grabbed a trash warrior named Kelanwo, whose legs were always trembling, and his trousers were all wet with fright.

Next, the absence of mages is also a serious problem.

No way, Cyric had to go to the brothel to pick up a **** named 'Midnight' who could only use the light technique to show off his lewd body.

In the end, a priest was needed. Seeing that time was running out, Cyric grabbed a foolish priest named Ayton to make up the numbers.

So, the adventure team made great by Cyric set off!

They ate and slept all the way. There was nothing particularly noteworthy except that the **** called Midnight was constantly trying to seduce the fair and stern Cyric.

Then comes the moment of epic saga.

The first to be found was Barr. With Cyric's "Hasaki" move, Baal was instantly killed. The first tablet of destiny is in hand.

The second one found was Melkor. Cyric made a move of "Hasa Yo" and went over, and Melkor was also killed.

The breath of death wafts across the river, and Melkor's divine power will turn into venom and pollute the entire meandering river. Environmental defender, compassionate Cyric, for the common people. For the sake of world peace, Cyric reluctantly accepted Melkor's death priesthood and power, and at the same time obtained the second Stone of Destiny.

In the end, he caught the despicable, shameless, sleazy, and vulgar Ben, who had nothing to say about Ben, a super slut. Cyric shouted "Face the wind!". One move, Chrysanthemum Backstab, 999 combo kills Bann in seconds.

The moment of glory has come.

Cyric took the three tablets of destiny, stepped up the ladder, entered the pantheon of the gods, and presented the tablets of destiny to the supreme **** as the new **** of death.

Suddenly something happened.

Because of Cyric's exploits, "Midnight", who was also promoted to the goddess of the Weave, the current Mystella, together with the warrior Cranvor, who was her travel companion, slandered the great Cyric.

"Great Supreme God! Cyric is trying to cleanse the gods of false gods and mediocrity!" This is not a slander, it is a dream of Cyric, a dream spoken on the journey.

However, this is a taboo!

It was clear that what Cyric wanted to do was a good thing, but before Cyric had ascended to the position of the supreme god, he was exposed by that shameful pair of dogs and men.

Those gods who eat vegetarian meals are quitting~lightnovelpub.net~ Collectively spray the good youth, the savior Cyric!

As a result, the Supreme God, who was unwilling to abdicate, took the opportunity to repent.

"Cyric, the protest of the gods is too great, you should be the **** of murder first. I have transferred your priesthood of death to Cranvor."

right! Savior Cyric was shamefully betrayed and treated unfairly and unjustly.

...

Thinking back to this, Nubian, the **** of lions, shed tears of pain.

"My lord Cyric! I will serve you at your seat now"

God's Domain, something big happened on this day.

Nubian, the **** of lions, inexplicably destroyed his own kingdom of God, and presented all the divine power, vocation, and divine power domain to Cyric, and let Cyric choose... (To be continued...)() "Shadow God Throne" "Only represents the opinion of the author Yu Yunfei. If you find that its content violates national laws, please delete it. The position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!