paranoianovel Chapter 413
Chapter 413
The appearance of this young man is quite similar to that of Nero. The only difference is the cold aura exuding from this young man. This aura is even colder than that of Nero.
Nero narrowed his eyes and let go of his arms.
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"Don't worry about him." The young man said calmly: "Go out and wait for me first."
"Okay...Okay." Bielsa nodded, turned around and walked out, closing the door to the room.
The young man looked at Beria lying on the ground and said calmly: "Why are you here out of "790"?"
Beria climbed up and coughed: "You know who I'm talking about... I suspect that woman may be a heretic... Her holy light is too strong.
"That guy?" The young man frowned, shook his head and said, "Her holy light is indeed strong. I can feel it" 1
Beria said: "So, who do you think she is?"
The young man shook his head and said: "I don't know, you know, how did she become a god? Her original appearance was like a mortal."
Beria sighed and said slowly: "I have investigated her information. This god of Holy Light was once a priest...but she does not have the badge of a priest."
The young man said: "That's strange. Why did she suddenly become a god? Do you think she stole the holy vessel from the Pope's crown and then pretended to be the Goddess of Holy Light?"
"You are thinking too much." Beria frowned.
"This is just a possibility, isn't it." The young man shook his head and said: "We can't give up dealing with her just because of her identity. Although we don't know his true background, he is by no means a good person... Perhaps, He is a believer from another world and has lurked into our world..."
"I have also considered this kind of thing." Beria was silent for a moment and then said: "It's just that his identity has never been confirmed. You also know that over the past few thousand years, countless alien races have come to this world, trying to pass through They used sacrifices to summon their gods, which even included giant dragons... But they all failed in the end, and these alien races were suppressed in the forest... And, every time New alien races come every once in a while, but in the end no matter how these alien races break free from their shackles, no real god comes to them..."
The young man frowned when he heard this, "Isn't this strange?
Beria shrugged and said: "That's why it seems weird. I always feel that He is a hidden extraordinary existence... Not only me, but also other gods do not want Him to appear in this world. I heard that this world belongs to the [Creation God], and the oracle of the Creation God cannot be violated. Any creature that disobeys His will will be punished.
The young man said calmly: "Creation God...Creation God?"
Beria said: "This believer in the God of Creation has gone crazy. We can't stop the development of all this. But we can stay vigilant. The God of Creation is the master of this world. It is a perfect creation. He It is invincible..."
The young man suddenly asked: "Where is the inheritor of this Creation God? Do you know about this?"
Beria was startled, then shook his head: "Over the years, I have been looking for traces of the successors of the Creation God...but there is no news, and I don't even know what they are doing. place."
The young man was thoughtful...the inheritor of the Creator God.
Inheritors of the Creation God, this kind of existence only exists in the depictions of gods in mythology...Does this kind of god really exist in this world?
What is their purpose?
Beria suddenly said: "Brother, can you help me...Brother, I'm dying..."
The young man said calmly: "What do you need my help with?"
"I hope you can help me find the man named Luo Qiu in 1.1." Beria gritted his teeth and said: "I know this matter must be very difficult for you, but I don't want to die...Brother, I beg you."
"You want me to find Luo Qiu?"
"yes."
"Okay." The young man pondered and nodded slowly.
"Thank you, brother!" Beria immediately hugged his brother with joy, "Brother, you are such a good person.
"Well..." The young man responded, then waved his hand, and a soft breeze blew from his footsteps. .