Original God: I raised Nashida to be a yandere

The old man was very angry.

"You...you are not the God of Wisdom at all, who are you!" Dotore looked at the girl in black divine clothes in front of him, and his heart was full of shock.

At the same time, in Dotore's heart, it seemed more certain that their plan of the Winter Kingdom and the lofty ideals of the Queen had been discovered by Sky Island.

As for the power of Nashida at this time, it might be given by the gods on Sky Island!

After all, in their impression, whether it was the former Great Kind Tree King or the current Little Auspicious Grass King, it was impossible for them to have such power.

And in terms of character, they were absolutely gentle and kind, and it was impossible for them to look like this now.

After hearing this, Nashida laughed even more happily:

"Hahahaha, God of Wisdom? In your eyes, the God of Wisdom must be gentle and kind, and give everything for you?"

"Even if she was imprisoned for five hundred years, even if she knew what kind of god-making plan you came up with, would she choose to forgive you?"

"Don't you think it's a bit funny to do this? Why should I give everything for you?"

"My mother, the Great Compassion Tree King, gave everything for you without reservation, but what was the result?"

"Of course I am the God of Wisdom, but I am not the God of Wisdom who is stupid enough to give everything, and I am not the God of Wisdom who is still eager to be recognized and study hard even if he is imprisoned!"

"Okay, after saying so much, it's time to end it. The executive of the Fatui, let alone the other things, just the harmful experiments you did in my Xumi are enough to kill you."

After Nashida finished speaking, she directly activated her divine power, and the sickle in her hand once again burst into a blood-red light.

Then, a huge sickle appeared on the yellow sand, and it chopped down heavily towards Dotore.

However, Dotore was the second seat of the Fatui executive, and his strength was comparable to some demons, so he did not choose to give up in the face of a huge sickle.

After using all his strength to withstand the blow, he formed seals with his hands and muttered something in his mouth, as if he was summoning something.

After a while, all kinds of people appeared in the yellow sand, including teenagers, old people, young people, middle-aged people, and even women.

Although these people were dressed differently, they all looked exactly like Dotore without exception. It seemed that these should be his slices.

Because a few years ago on the snowy mountain, his slices had been destroyed by an unknown strong man through the consciousness network.

Therefore, these slices he has now were all rebuilt by him in the past few years while hiding in the Winter Palace.

However, because of the rush in the past few years, he did not make the slices of the heyday.

It is precisely because of this that in order to be able to dominate the situation, Dotole came to Xumi this time with his own real body.

Therefore, he was able to gather all the slices in such a short time to deal with Nashida.

And he took this opportunity to leave here so that he could return to the Kingdom of Winter and report the situation here to the Ice Queen and the Harlequin.

You know, although each of his slices is equivalent to a separate individual and has its own thoughts.

But as a real body, at the critical moment, he has absolute control over these slices. It is not too difficult to gather these slices together...

Although he has not had time to make his strongest slice now,

But he believes that if these slices are added together, even the God of Wisdom in front of him will need some effort to deal with them all.

Therefore, he can rely on the time bought by these slices to leave here as quickly as possible and go to the Kingdom of Winter!

......

However, his slices were clearly in a state of not giving in to each other.

So, after arriving here and seeing Nashida's appearance, these slices instantly understood what he meant, and at the same time they began to back off.

"Dotore, are you planning to kill us all?"

"Dotore! You gathered everyone together, are you planning to let this demon catch us all, and then you can take this opportunity to escape?"

"You...will you...

Regret! Dutolei!"

"I knew this bastard was a selfish guy!"

"Dutolei, you *********!"

The continuous curses from these slices sounded here, and even almost covered the sound of the wind in the desert.

And Dutolei listened to the voices around him, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. If it weren't for the emergency situation now, he really didn't want to gather all these guys together!

Then, he cleared his throat and shouted with the power of the demon god:

"Stop arguing, Her Majesty's plan may have been discovered by Sky Island. You must now hold back the God of Wisdom for me, so that I can return to Winter to report to Her Majesty the Queen!"

"You...what did you say! Sky Island! "

After hearing this, the slices finally calmed down. Although they were not convinced by Dotorei, they would not mess around or be unconvinced by the Ice Queen.

After all, the command of "loyalty to the Queen" was an underlying logic implanted in them after they were created, and they could not break it by themselves.

"Have you said everything you should say? Now it's my turn, do you have any objections? "Nashida glanced at the slices and said lightly.

Before, the reason why she didn't rush to take action was that she wanted to wait for Dotore to gather all the slices here so that she could catch them all in one fell swoop!

You know, because of the existence of slices, it is even more difficult to kill Dotore completely than some high-level demons.

In this case, letting him gather the slices together by himself is the fastest and most effective way.

Although Nashida's current strength is not as terrifying as her sister who controls multiple God's Hearts, she can still destroy these slices in a short time.

At this time, after listening to Dotore's words, these slices no longer quarreled with each other. They all looked at the god holding a blood-red war sickle in the distance:

"For the Kingdom of Winter, for the lofty ideals of Her Majesty the Queen, come on, God!"

"Humph, want to hold me back with these slices? It's a fool's dream! "

Nashida leaped into the air, raised the blood-red scythe in her hand again, and rushed towards the slices below, then chopped them down heavily:

"Wither, only to bloom better!"