Lord: I am in a world of pain, raising a girl

"Does the Chosen God of Tyranny like to torture people? This is too boring."

Field was confused. According to common sense, disaster is no different from mental illness. The few disasters in my family were just "influenced" by me, and they became villains once they were free.

But apart from this possibility, they had almost no hope of survival.

"Tell me what happened."

Xili gritted his teeth and said, "We encountered a fifth-level disaster god. After she cut off my left hand, she yelled that she didn't want the hunt to end so soon and left."

Looking at Atna again, his angry and aggrieved eyes confirmed Xili's words.

"Damn it, you shouldn't believe the bullshit dragonborn and come to this damn place to die." Atna's will collapsed and he complained loudly. He angrily kicked a bone under his feet far away and cursed non-stop.

His eyes unconsciously looked at Field, and he said secretly: "No, this guy has found a way out time and time again without any damage. He must have a unique method."

"Either it's a path-finding artifact, or his Chosen One is so powerful that he has to find a way to turn around."

Looking at Filomena's unparalleled appearance, Atna was ready to make a move. He had spent a lot of effort to get the Dark Blade.

Unfortunately, without the territory, the Chosen One could not grow, and the recovery speed of her divine power was not as fast as before. Atna began to dislike her.

He is confident to change it.

"Before that, we have to find a way to let Field die or consume their power. With that, Dark Blade will let me use you again."

Thinking of this, Atner glanced at Field guiltily, and happened to meet Field's eyes.

"It always feels like you're thinking about strange things."

Field rubbed his chin with interest.

"No."

Atna suppressed his voice and pulled his divine choice away.

"If you see him unhappy, just kill him. Don't talk nonsense to him." Filomena shook her long hair.

"It's not convenient here. I think there's something wrong with this world, and it's probably fake." Field took a few steps back and forth. "It would be bad if I deal with him here and he wakes up first."

"So you are worried about this. I thought you kept him to share the pressure."

"It's good that he doesn't create pressure." Field shrugged.

After pondering for a moment, Feromine blinked her big eyes and said, "Field, why do you think this place is false? Even I didn't notice there was a problem with the enemy."

"First of all, we didn't find the artifact left by Tyranny. I don't think Disaster is that boring. Besides, it's really strange that we can meet each other."

"The most important reason is your talent accumulation."

Feromine can absorb the advantages of the opponent and strengthen its own combat power by exterminating living creatures.

In her personal panel at the moment, there was no violent creature, but something surprising appeared.

Kill accumulation:

Dragon Clan (16%): Strength and divine power capacity increased by 16%.

"The accumulation speed is so fast, probably because you killed two fifth-level divine selections. However, they are not violent creatures."

Field snapped his fingers happily, and was very satisfied with the improvement of Little Sun's combat power.

"Suddenly I felt that running to this damn place wasn't a bad thing."

Filomena closed her eyes, and after experiencing it carefully, her slender eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she raised the corners of her mouth and said, "Yes, I sensed a strange power, which is very similar to Aria's divine power."

"Then the case is solved."

Field's eyes narrowed slightly: "Wait, I remember you seemed to have bombed the trash fish, was there any backlash?"

"Why?"

Feromine slapped her head, and her Aurora of Annihilation could kill more than a thousand creatures in an instant. Thinking about it now, it seems there was no backlash.

"Does it mean that... I can bomb unscrupulously here?!" Filomena flipped around in the air excitedly, like a gorgeous fish.

Field was also excited: "I can practice it."

Filomena, who couldn't wait any longer, immediately fired a shot of Primordial Nirvana into the pile of monsters in the distance.

She was even prepared to resist the backlash. Unexpectedly, she didn't feel any discomfort at all, but instead her kill accumulation increased slightly.

"Really!"

"This place is a treasure." Field's eyes lit up, "It doesn't matter whether it's true or false now."

"Wait a minute, there are fluctuations in divine power, and someone is using special magical skills." Filomena stood up alertly, "To be precise, there are two completely different divine powers, and there are two enemies."

While Field was still studying this world, Atner asked his wife to use a very special magical skill.

"Fourth level divine skill, flag of evil thoughts!"

Dark Blade threw out a small flag, and the moment it landed on the ground, a strange fragrance spread out. The flesh and blood monsters that smelled the fragrance in the distance, like cats that smelled fishy smell, immediately rushed towards the hiding place.

"Hey, hey, Field, you got lucky once or twice, but I don't believe you can escape this time."

Atner was so proud that he could already predict that the flesh and blood monsters coming from all directions would tear Field into pieces.

When the time comes, the Lordless Chosen One will be in his pocket.

Even if he provokes the Brutal Chosen and kills them all, he will not lose anything. Instead, he will use Field and the others to gain more chances of survival for himself.

Thinking of this, Atner wanted to praise himself.

"Let's get out of here first."

Atna and Dark Blade, move away quickly.

"Hehe, well done. When Field is killed, I must get the artifact sword." Xili, who was hiding in the dark, was even more delighted. "But I am not at ease with just this. Let me make it more difficult."

"Level 4 Divine Skill, Toxic Wall!"

An invisible wall of poison floated up silently, secretly cutting off Field's retreat.

Xili also retreated quickly and hid, ready to appreciate Field's despair.

"Where are the others?" Field jumped onto the pile of bones and opened the small map. This time, the density of red dots was more terrifying than before. "There are so many enemies, get ready to fight."

Feilomena bloomed with perception and sneered: "It seems that those bitches took advantage of us to study the truth and pitted us."

"Humph, they dared to pit me."

Field was unhappy.

Countless deformed and twisted monsters were squirming in all directions, venting their malice without concealing their roars.

"It doesn't matter. Since you won't suffer a backlash, attack me fiercely."

"It's my honor."

Filomena no longer restrained her power: "Level 4 Divine Skill, Solar Bombardment!"

A huge amount of divine power rushed straight into the sky, and in an instant the sky was dyed golden, and a straight column of destructive light fell.

Unlike ordinary flames, Filomena's attack was purely destructive divine power. Wherever the light column covered, any creature, skeleton, and even the blood on the ground collapsed.