Chapter 707:

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The fate of hope is to disappear soon after it is obtained.
There is always a blow, but a blow that can withstand may not be a blow.
Walking all the way back to the hut, lying on the bed, and back to the state before going out, the reality was more clear, but he did not find the next solution.
Sutheris stood by the bed and never left.
"What do you want to ask?" Feeling his presence, I couldn't quietly indulge in finding a way to abandon the position of the main and leave with Safrot.
"Master, did you really release your soul imprisonment?" He hesitated, and finally asked.
"Don't believe it?" I raised my eyes to look at him. This golden eye, second only to Sidi, now replaces Shu Le as my servant, or an angel.
"No, it's just that I don't think the master has changed anything."
"Change?" I split my mouth and smiled dryly, "I will always be me."
"Yes!" He nodded and accepted, as if taking orders, and then the whole room was calm again.
"Is it really not possible to change the position of the main god?" I asked suddenly.
"In the next ranking match, if you lose, then you can change players, but..." Sartres hesitated, "It's just..."
"what?"
"Master Siti has always wanted you to be the Lord God, don't you say you don't want his hope to come true?"
"He just hopes that his child will be the main god, not that I will be the main god." I smiled helplessly.
"But he always treats you as his own child. Remember that when Will and the others brought you back, he could have been remodeled. He was afraid of hurting you, so he changed it to soul imprisonment, and later he accompanied him. As you eat cakes in the world, aren’t these all made for you? Do you really care about it?" Satresi got more and more excited as he spoke. I suddenly couldn’t help laughing when I saw him like this. I just smiled a little bit coldly.
"Master... what are you laughing at?" He stared at me in astonishment.
"Now you are less and less like the self you used to be." I replied, jumping off the bed, standing in front of the window, looking at the light outside, "But I am not suitable for living in such a bright place, and he also Won't stay here forever."
"If the master really wants to leave, there may be another way." Satris saw my embarrassment and pain, and said.
"What?" I snapped my head back, looking at him expectantly.
"Just to find the real child of Lord Stei. In that case, someone will take over as the main of heaven, and the master can return Lord Stei's kindness."
"This..." Looking at Sartres, I know that he was right. This is the best way in the ideal, but now that child will never appear again, because I don't want him to appear, "But... …"
"Since you are the fourth generation master, you should have a better understanding of the third generation. I think it shouldn't be difficult to find Lord Stei's child, so as long as you are the master..."
"Enough! I'm not going to look for it." I interrupted Sartres with a shock.
"Why?" Sartres asked puzzledly.
I sighed, turned around and sat on the bed, looking down at my bare feet, "Satrese, are you having too many problems today?"
"Sorry, I was wrong, Master! I won't ask any more questions." Although Sartres looked curious, he shut up obediently. ,
I turned over and fell, "I'm tired, see you tomorrow."
"Yes! Master!" Sartres stepped back obediently. As he said, he didn't ask me any more questions, but my heart still couldn't help but restless, because sometimes, Many things and many truths do not mean that you will be buried forever if you don't tell them.
If this truth can be buried forever, then I am willing to pay any price, because that kind of pain and self-blame cannot be spoken, cannot be put aside, even I, who completely accept and let go, still think of that situation from time to time, and The most frightening thing about being deeply stabbed by it is that such a wound will not heal.
I folded my hands together and wanted to pray, but when I was about to pray, I couldn't find the person to pray.
"Humph!" said a helpless wry smile, "It turns out that gods are more pitiful than people."
Lying on the bed, I fell asleep very quickly, perhaps because my heart was tired.
The so-called taking over of heaven affairs the next day was actually a separate meeting between me and Farham, sitting face to face, looking at each other, guessing about each other's thoughts and purpose.
"Will you tell me to come just to let me sit and admire your white beard?" I was sitting so boring, I couldn't help but open my mouth.
"Micilia is really good at joking, hahaha~" Farham smiled and said, "Actually, I have written the affairs of heaven in this book. As long as you take it back and read it, you will understand. As for the purpose of bringing you here. What is it, I think you have already guessed one or two!"
"No! I didn't guess anything." I was cold and calm. The current me is the me who used to be. As to whether it fits what he said as the main god, then it is not in my consideration, because I have never been interested in catering to The taste of others.
"Since you didn't guess, then I'll just say it straight." Falham's expression of affection, "I hope you can stay and be the lord of heaven."
"Do you think I will stay?" In fact, I had guessed that he came to me for this matter, but this does not seem to be a topic for discussion.
"Yes!" He nodded affirmatively.
"Oh? But I don't think so." I was curious.
"Haha!" Falham smiled, "Whether you are Stie's child or not, at least he treats you as a child and loves you, even if you are repaying his love, you should stay."
"But he said, let me choose, he doesn't want me to end up like him in the end." I raised my head, looked at Farham squarely, and answered calmly.
"But he doesn't want the Clan of Light to be destroyed like this, right?"
"Destroyed? It will not be without me, the Lord of Lights, the Light Race will be as weak as ants!" I just think it is funny, but because he can figure it out, he actually pressed the destiny of the Light Race on my body. If he expands further, then I will not become the savior of the whole world.
"I think you should be as clear as I am about the strength of heaven now. Originally, with the addition of Sidi, it was the nine golden eyes, but now there are still a few remaining. The only one who can fight is you,..."
"And you!" I added.
"Okay, there are still me, but there are only three. If you leave heaven, then heaven will lose its main at once, and you must be distracted. With the fighting power of only two golden eyes, how can such a heaven be with the old? How can the opponents of the Night Race contend?" Farem looked at me and analyzed clearly.
"So, if I leave, heaven is likely to be destroyed?" Only this conclusion can be drawn from what he said.
"Not bad!" He nodded.
"But you forgot one thing, that is the destruction of heaven. Does it have anything to do with me?" I reminded with a cold smile, "Don't forget, I am not an angel, I am not kind, and I am not Stie's child. There is no equal obligation, and I don’t like the light, the light here is too fake, so I don’t like living here."
"The reason is very good, but the light may not be bright, but the darkness is definitely not bright." Farham felt.
"Maybe!" I did not agree, but also did not object.
Then, everyone didn't immediately speak, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet, until Farham sighed, as if some decision had been made, and said, "Even if you don't think about heaven, you have to think about him?"
"For him? What do you mean?" I couldn't help feeling nervous, but on the surface it was still the same calm.
"I asked a lot of questions after I took him away yesterday." He replied slowly, "For example, who is his mother, why does he have purple-golden eyes, and his powerful power is..."
"Do you know everything?" I didn't want to listen any more, so I interrupted directly.
"Not bad!" He affirmed, "If you don't want him to know what I know, then you better stay and watch me."
"Are you threatening me?" I hate being threatened the most, and my tone suddenly became extremely cold.
"It can be understood!" But my coldness didn't help him. He smiled, and even took the tea at hand and drank it. The kind of calmness made me even more angry.
"Then do you think I will be threatened?" This is what I don't like to do the least. Being threatened, controlled by others, like a puppet, losing myself, I feel that I am no longer myself.
"Of course, who made him the person you have existed for in this life?" He said with a smile, "At this point, you are more suitable to be the main than him."
"why?"
"Because I can't threaten him to stay and be the main god!" Farham told me plainly, but even if he said that, I still couldn't help him.
"Humph!" I snorted coldly, helplessly but willingly, "You won!"
"I know I will win." He wasn't very proud, but his words were still uncomfortable.
"But... I stayed as the main god, so I don't want to be controlled by anyone." I don't want to be kept like a guinea pig in heaven. If this is the case, then it's better to let him disappear in front of me. , Maybe easier to do.
"Yes! As long as you stay and he leaves, then I won't stop you from doing what you want. I think you know very well that I am only interested in them." As he said, he looked at the experimental bottles and cans tank.
"Okay! I understand." As I said, I got up and walked out the door.
He was right. If I stay, Saferot must leave, otherwise everything will be meaningless and the burial of the truth will become impossible.
"He is in the noble residence now!" Falham reminded me when I stepped through the door of the laboratory.
"Thank you! Angel Farem!" From this moment on, I am the Lord God, the ruthless Lord of Heaven, and the spiritual pillar of mankind. Maybe this is a road of no return, but it is also a road that I have to take.
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