I created the Bureau of Anomaly Control

The girl said with her hands behind her back:

"Then I hope you won't bother me these few days at least, let me seriously consider this matter."

Ma En saw that the Wind God's consideration was just an excuse, and easily noticed the little plans in her heart, but He didn't expose her, just lowered His head and reminded her:

"My patience is limited."

He didn't care what the Wind God was plotting behind His back.

The greatest storm could not shake the proud sun.

And it was time for Him to leave this place.

After all, if He didn't leave, His body would soon be unable to withstand this power.

Even though the arrogance of being a God-King made Him want to descend in a more arrogant posture, Ma En ultimately restrained this strong impulse and quickly completed the action according to the original plan.

After saying the final warning, Ma En and the two attendants beside Him began to rise towards the sky, then they paused for a moment three hundred meters in the air, and then they suddenly turned into three bright meteors and flew towards the farthest reaches of the sky.

Night returned.

Pa.

The girl sat down on the ground with her butt:

"Oh my god, I finally got rid of Serene."

Marlene and Dennis looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

What surprised them the most was the sudden death of the old man.

Although they didn't have a good relationship with the old guy, and even felt a little disgusted with him in their hearts, his death made them feel a strong sense of panic.

If he could be killed so easily, then so could they.

Even though they had various conflicts with the Fire God during this period, they didn't feel that they would really die in any battle, but at this moment, this future gradually became clear in their expressions.

And Dennis, who had only become a Chosen One in recent years, even had the mentality of retreating.

He didn't want to get involved in these things anymore.

"Lord," he raised his hand and said, "I want to quit..."

But before he could finish speaking, the girl raised her head and looked at him as if she had expected it.

And this god, who usually didn't restrain them at all, didn't show the carefree look like usual at this moment.

You know, in Dennis's impression, the girl never took anything seriously or got angry about anything.

This was also the reason why Dennis dared to ask, he knew that the worst result would be just being told off a few times.

But at this moment, he saw an unprecedentedly indifferent look in this god's eyes.

"I know what you're afraid of," the girl said indifferently, "That's right, your bodies can only exert a small amount of power under your own control, after all, I haven't trained you.

"It's my fault, so I don't blame you.

"But you don't have to worry, you have very strong power.

"It just needs a suitable user."

A sense of fear surged into Dennis's chest, he opened his mouth to apologize and explain.

But it was too late.

Dennis widened his eyes in horror, because he suddenly realized that he couldn't utter complete words, and he also suddenly lost control of his body.

Then Marlene saw...

Under the girl's indifferent gaze, Dennis's body began to leak like a punctured balloon.

Yellow wind mixed with fine sand flowed out of his eye sockets, mouth, and ears, and as his flesh and blood turned into yellow wind and continued to flow away, his body was also rapidly withering.

"Ugh..." Dennis showed a painful and pleading look.

But the girl's eyes were still indifferent and arrogant.

Dennis could only disappear in despair and fear.

And the howling yellow wind that his flesh and blood had turned into...

All flowed into the girl's light body.

"嗝." The girl burped.

It seemed that the power pouring into her body cheered her up, and the arrogance and indifference unique to the gods on her face dissipated a lot, and she once again showed her usual relaxed expression.

Then she jumped up and down happily a few times.

Unlike when she first woke up, this time her body seemed to have weight.

The weight of an adult male.

"Go clean up the traces, let all the people prepare, and then clean up the 'garbage'."

She instructed Marlene as if she didn't care at all.

But Marlene, who heard this, didn't slack off at all, and instantly turned into a gust of wind and flew away, as if afraid that if she stayed any longer, she would follow in Dennis's footsteps.

This was why the girl was so distressed by the old man's death.

Among the many gods, she was one of the few who could exist independently in reality.

Her girlish image was not the body of any Chosen One, but an avatar she created with sand, which was why this body usually had no weight.

Because this was not a human flesh body, but a gust of wind.

However, such a body itself could not accommodate her power.

She was the same as all the gods, she needed to borrow human bodies to release her divine power, which was both the shackles of all the gods and the reason why they could be eternally immortal.

But the Wind God was different from other gods, she was a god in pursuit of freedom.

Living in other human bodies was not freedom, which was why she created a unique body.

It was also because of this that she could truly fall asleep.

This was a free experience that other gods did not have.

But after all, such a body could not accommodate her divine power, and this feeling of being restricted would also make the Wind God feel particularly uncomfortable and unfree, so she thought of the technique she just used on Dennis.

This matter completely relied on an important characteristic of wind—that is, they can converge and merge with each other.

In the legends of her ancient believers, in the distant future, there will be several extremely terrifying gales appearing all over the world bringing disaster, and if these storms can come into contact and merge with each other.

They will turn into an apocalyptic gale enough to overturn the world.

This was also the real reason why she didn't try to manage and train these Chosen Ones, in addition to the fact that she was indeed a bit lazy and hated trouble, it was also because there was no need.

These mortals don't need to master the power of wind, and she doesn't plan to enter their dirty bodies.

As long as they continue to practice the symbols they represent, live freely, enjoy eternal pleasure without considering any potential tragic consequences, or cater to other characteristics that belong to her.

For example, the Chosen Ones outside now are more inclined to cater to the more dangerous characteristics of the wind—for example, turning into a storm to destroy the farmland that the poor depend on for survival, or eroding those seemingly hard things.

As long as the actions of these Chosen Ones conform to the characteristics she represents, they will get closer and closer to the storm.

And when the similarity is enough, it doesn't matter how strong they are themselves.

Because these qualified storms will eventually be absorbed by her, and eventually become a terrible storm with her that is enough to sweep the entire Southern Federation, which only requires paying some insignificant price.

Simply put, it is the souls and consciousness of these Chosen Ones themselves.

After all, the prophecy said it all.

In the end, there is only one storm.