This is something that Olvia can't do at all. After all, she is the path of the night now, and she has no authority over time at all!

However, her conscience did not allow her to give up Azik just like that. After thinking for a moment, Olvia sighed,

"Alas, let's do it!"

Deng Shen smiled and looked very happy, she turned into a puff of smoke and inhaled it from Olvia's nose.

………………

My name is Deng Shen, and I am an old one.

Actually, I wasn't called Dengshen originally, but I don't remember the previous name, so let's call it Dengshen for now.

Originally!

I am the master of Yuanbao!

The source castle was originally mine, and I drove the source castle to the earth to grab things.

As a result, Tianzun and others were lying on the ground. Tianzun cheated and stole like Amon, robbed my Origin Castle, and then lost the Origin Quality, and was even deceived into the trap Origin Quality, which is disguised by the Earth Gods - the country of disorder.

That abominable Heavenly Venerate also said that this was a miracle, which made me mad.

But it doesn't matter now, I can get out of trouble right away, and I can get Olvia's body right away.

Before, he reviewed his plan in his magic lamp and found that he actually had a way to maintain his strength.

That is something that he grabbed on Earth before.

It is actually very inaccurate to say that it is a thing. It has no specific shape, it is just a conceptual existence, but this does not affect its powerful ability. If I understand the usage of this thing before, I think I can beat it. Tianzun.

Just when the lamp **** was dreaming, this was a sudden burst of a strong personality from the depths of his consciousness that even surpassed that of the lamp god.

This……

At this time, the Deng Shen was also taken aback and didn't know what to do at all.

"Deng Shen, why are you here?"

"Aren't you sealed?"

A person who could not see the figure came out, and there seemed to be a doubt in his tone.

"Hehe, can you come but I can't come?"

"The original creator?"

hehe!

The lamp **** is not nervous for a moment, but he knows that Olvia has only a little bit of the original creator's divinity in her body, and it can't pose a threat to him at all!

………………

On a street deep in the East End.

Old Kohler hurried back to the rented apartment holding the ham in the paper bag.

He looked around vigilantly, afraid that those hungry guys whose eyes were glowing like wolves would rush to **** his "New Year's gift".

When he was still in the countryside, he had seen wolves before, but he never thought that he would still be able to experience that familiar feeling in Backlund.

"It's still too expensive, so I can only buy one with a partner and saw it into several pieces... This is enough for me to eat during the New Year's holiday, and each meal can have two, three, no, at least five pieces of ham. , I can still cut some and make soup with potatoes without even adding salt..."

Thinking of this, Old Kohler looked at the ham in his arms, looking at the red meat mixed with a lot of white, his throat couldn't help squirming, and he swallowed.

As he walked, he felt that the fog around him was much thicker, and the church bell tower, which was still clear in the distance, was gradually engulfed by the mixed colors of pale yellow and iron black. Even the pedestrians around, more than ten steps away, only remained Blurred shadows.

Old Kohler instantly felt the feeling of being forgotten by the world, raised his palm to cover his mouth and nose.

"Why does the fog smell so bad today?" he muttered, picking up his pace.

One step, two steps, three steps, Old Kohler felt that his face was hot, and his forehead seemed to be burning.

His chest tightened, his throat was sore, and he soon became short of breath.

"Are you sick? Damn, I still want to have a good new year, and now I can only send my savings to the clinic and send it to the hospital... No, maybe just get some sleep, just cover my quilt and get some sleep. It's gone!"

Old Kohler muttered to himself, his head getting hotter and more confused.

He, He, He, he heard his hard breathing, his hands softened, and the paper bag containing the ham fell heavily to the ground.

Old Kohler subconsciously squatted down to pick it up, but fell right there.

He held down the bag of ham and tried to put it in his arms.

At this moment, he thought that there was thick phlegm rushing up and blocking his throat, so he fought hard and made a sound like a bellows pulling.

thump!

Old Kohler's blurry vision began to see someone falling down a few steps away, out of breath, about the same age as him, also in his fifties, with gray temples.

Suddenly, he became enlightened and knew that he was about to die.

It reminded him of his wife and children, who too, suddenly caught the plague and died very quickly.

This reminded him of the time when he was hospitalized due to illness. The patient in the same room could still laugh and chat that night, and he was sent to the morgue in the early morning.

This reminded him of the friends he knew when he was a homeless man. After a winter, many of them disappeared, and they were finally found in bridge holes or corners of streets that could shelter from the wind, and a small number of people died of sudden access to food.

This reminded him of the time when he was a good worker, and the neighbors in the block would also die so suddenly. Some of them died of headaches and convulsions, some accidentally fell into the molten steel that was just out of the furnace, and some had bone pains all over their bodies. They died swollen, and some even collapsed silently in the factory, batch after batch.

This reminded him of what a drunk man said in a bar when he was inquiring before. He said:

"People like us~lightnovelpub.net~ are like stalks in the field. When the wind blows, they will fall down. Even if there is no wind, they may fall down"...

The wind is coming...

Old Kohler flashed the thought.

While holding the paper bag containing the ham tightly, he reached out and fumbled for the pocket of the old jacket, trying to take out the crumpled cigarette that he had been reluctant to smoke.

What he couldn't understand was why he who was healthy would suddenly get sick, and it was not that he had not experienced such a dense fog.

What he couldn't understand was that his life was just on the right track, developing in a good enough direction, and he had received the payment that Moriarty Detective paid in advance, bought a piece of ham that he had been thinking about for a long time to welcome the New Year, and was looking forward to the new year. Tasting its deliciousness, why suddenly fell down.

Old Kohler took out the crumpled cigarette, but his arm could no longer be lifted, and it hit the ground hard.

He exhausted his last strength and wanted to shout out the words he had accumulated in his heart, but he could only let the weak words linger around his mouth and could not come out.

He heard his last words.

He heard himself ask:

"Why?"

………………

Here, the lamp **** withdrew from the deepest part of Olvia's consciousness, apparently he had reached a deal with the primordial creator's divinity.

After all, although he is not afraid of the divinity of the original creator hiding in Olvia's body, he can't help the divinity at all.

If so, why not make a deal with him?

As for what is the deal?

That is not something that can be said now. Anyone who has said something will be known.

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