They all call me the Outer God

At this moment, Lokani looked at Tabalf with a look of extreme madness and malice, but Tabalf seemed not to notice anything.

Like a last glimmer of light, his eyes gradually brightened and he began to recall: "Yes... Lokani, I am an unlucky guy."

"Although I have been rich and powerful since I was a child, although I am handsome and talented and proficient in three languages ​​and all school courses, although I have such a beautiful and prestigious childhood sweetheart, although I am admired by millions of people, but I am still not happy."

"Those people say I am lucky, but only I know that this is not what I want. If the price of my luck is to lose you, I would rather not have this luck."

Tabalf smiled bitterly and stretched out his dry hand, trying to touch his lover's face.

"Let's put all that aside. I don't need to worry about the orders of the main meme anymore, nor do I need to worry about the old king's shadow. I will be satisfied as long as I can be with you at the last moment..."

"Only by your side is my final destination, my queen."

He smiled, watching the beauty lean over gently and touch his hand with her soft face.

Then in front of Him, he turned into the old king who gave him nightmares, full of hatred but always feared more than hated.

It was a dark, noble and elegant face, with pupils like a lion leading a tribe.

It was the monarch of the Zenlian Barkley Dynasty for five generations of pharaohs, a myth engraved in history books and banned books.

It was... the Black Pharaoh.

"Really?" The Black Pharaoh suddenly spoke, his voice was hoarse and full of charm, and even had some deliberately created bubbling sounds.

In an instant, Tabalf felt the hairs on his body stand up. If he still had hairs, he could only admit that he was frightened at this moment, and it was an unprecedented fright.

It was different from the feeling of being eroded by pollution, and it was also different from the feeling of meeting a higher-dimensional being. This was the purest self-defense instinct of a living being.

Before realizing what he had done, Tabalf's body suddenly revived and rushed to the side, and then he almost fell apart because of physical exhaustion.

"You...you-you-you-you-you-you!"

Tabalf trembled all over, pointed at the Black Pharaoh for a long time, hesitating and unable to speak clearly: "Where did you hide Lokani?"

"You are still worried about that person in front of me. It seems that you are really in love."

The Black Pharaoh smiled slightly, and half of his face changed for a moment. The moment he saw that face, Tabalf was also stunned.

Those who can become angels are not fools. With his understanding of this group of incarnations, Tabalf's eyes instantly turned red: "Was the Rokani you just seen disguised by you!?"

"You only guessed half right. In fact, all the Rokani you saw were disguised by me. The real princess was sent to other countries by me when she was just born."

When these things were mentioned, the Black Pharaoh opened his mouth as if he was introducing his masterpiece to others.

He introduced his business as a qualified incarnation to the angel in front of him with relish, including that he felt that being a monarch was too boring after being the queen of five generations of pharaohs, and then began to deliberately stir up the morale of the reactionaries to lure them to defeat him and dismember him.

In the days that followed, he and many incarnations have been involved in all aspects of the historical process of Barkley.

He may be a construction worker, a mason, or a forger.

Doctors, teachers, soldiers, guards, maids, disabled old people, playing children, cats, dogs, birds, lizards, eagles, anyone and anything may be him, and any place full of fun will not be without him.

The world is like a game of the Thousand-Faced God, and all living beings are his toys.

"In modern times, I learned from a prophet that a very extraordinary person would be born in Barkley, and this person would most likely become the new king."

"I am very interested, and at the same time I am thinking about how happy it would be if I could help this king step by step to the top, and then push him down with my own hands, and how delicious the chaos would be."

"So, I thought about it for a long time, abandoned my previous identity, stole the princess from the palace, and then replaced the princess myself."

"From then on, my name is Lokani. Silda. Tabalf."

"It is also the lover you think about day and night."

"No, shut up! You shut up!"

When he heard halfway, Tabalf covered his head and didn't want to listen to anything the person in front of him said. He didn't dare to believe that the anchor that had been supporting him was fake, that the person he loved most was deceiving him, and that this person had always been disguised by the person he feared the most.

What has He experienced in these years! ?

Thinking about the little things he had experienced with Lokani in the past, Tabalf felt his eyes go dark and his whole body was in pain as if it was about to explode: "I don't believe it! I don't believe it!!! You are lying to me!"

"What are you not believing? Poor child..."

The Black Pharaoh seemed to be feeling sorry for him, but in fact, the joy in his pupils was so hot that he could not suppress it.

"Your main meme is lucky people. Lucky people are indeed a group of people with extraordinary luck, but once someone thinks they are unlucky from the bottom of their hearts, and makes them think so subconsciously, it is easy to destroy a lucky person."

"So, Wosette, do you still think you are a lucky person now?"

Taberf's hands were almost crushed, and His eyes were extremely dark: "Don't be proud, kill me, the one behind me will not let you go."

"Don't let me go?" The black Fa seemed to hear something funny.

"Don't mention whether he has this qualification, even if He has it, he will not know what you die."

Speaking, He stretched out his hand, and a "person" who grew exactly like Himself appeared in front of Tabarf, and not only that, this thing also imitated all his movements.

Taborf looked at it angrily, and it was also glaring at Taborf.

He has already seen that this thing is the guy who does not distinguish himself with himself not long ago.

"Do you want to replace me with this thing, do you think Gao Wei's existence is also a fool?"

"He can do it." The old man said that he looked at Taborf up and down. He suddenly thought of something and laughed.

"Do you know why I firmly believe that it can replace you?"

"Why, a miscellaneous object made by a small thing that is also worthy of trust?"

"Small things ... hahahaha small things, why do you think Hefisgu once raged in Buckley, but after a while, they suddenly disappeared from Buckley in large quantities?"

Black Faye took a step forward: "Xia Gai demon and insects summoned evil and dark existence on the tomb of the royal family, and they succeeded. Ge Tu sacrificed himself to calm down the disaster. "

"What do you mean now?"

"The little things you just mentioned lived in countless souls, including the creature, and occupied the main position.

In case you are unknown to die, but also in our affection for many years, I remind you of saying.

What you want to kill, the hostile person you are hostile is the original incarnation carrier of the god, and the creator of my body. "

"He can't kill you now, it is pure because he hasn't awakened yet. It is just a consciousness, but if you kill him, it may not be necessarily."

"So we already know his identity now. Come and guess whether his creation can play a true role in fake."

Every time Hei Fa said, Taberf's body was a little cold. At this moment, the accumulated pride was disintegrated by the earth.

"If you don't have an accident, my next identity is you."

"Goodbye, dear Vesert, the lucky lucky lucky -really sad reminder, your life is like a joke, no one loves you!"

Murder!

The monarch of the black skin raised his sword at the current monarch.

"Click!"

The person's head landed, and there was a deale of the ash on the back of the back. The front of the deck depicted a child with a very happy smile.

"At first I asked me to bring you a word, there is no hurdle in life, but you are dead, and there is no so -called life."

Black Fa stretched out his hand against the almed card on the ground, and the brand card floated into His hands automatically, and He did not hesitate to collect the brand card. The interior of the replica is completely incorporated.

The new sand king was born.

The old king only had an unwilling, silent yellow sand.

The king of the king should be so.

The newborn Tabol stood in place and moved his limbs. After he was used to get used to it, he praised the prayer words of his main model, telling Him that his previous actions were greatly hindered, and even lost the death mantra of death. print.

The opposite seems to be quite puzzled and angry. Taborf shook his head: "The opponent is the incarnation of the chaos, and they are back again."

This sentence did not lie.

So the opposite side was silent again, Tabul waited patiently for a long time, and found that the main model was interrupted by His prayer ceremony.

"It's really impolite, but fortunately, it is smoothly confused."

"I'm so lucky."

Nympho

Time passed, and half a month hurriedly passed.

In this half month, Taborf returned to His throne and fired the original priests. The figurative thirteen angels were the new priests, and they continued to collect the beliefs of the people.

Riya was allowed to enter and exit the palace at will. Tabelf told him that he would treat it as his own home. What he wanted to do. Even if he wanted to usurp the throne, Taborf will support him unconditionally and then give out that position unconditionally.

However, Ria felt that being a monarch was too boring and rejected the proposal. He convened all the hardships of the kingdom in the free time and let them transfer their hardship for the real glory.

Many of them are extreme devout people of faith. They are not willing to change anything, and even threatened that if Ria continued to force them to jump down from a height.

So Ria, in the face of the crowd, tied several gunpowder on their bodies and threatened to throw the cliffs who wanted to bomb the heterosexual. The rest of the people no longer had no objection. It seemed that they said the piety.

Then, everyone began to cultivate hard.

They either hold their arms over the top of their heads, or stand on a single foot to stand, or eat only vegetarian food in their lives, or eat only beef in their lives, and all kinds of hard work methods are dazzling.

At first glance, these behaviors were very funny, but Riya really felt an amazing energy from it.

It seems that this method is feasible!

Then how to use this energy to reach the location of the shining sun is the key.

Is it possible that I have to practice asceticism?

Riya silently thought about the asceticism method that suits him. Should he raise his hands above his head and challenge not eating meat for a lifetime or only eating meat?

For this question, Riya, who didn't know when to ask, even went to ask Tabalf. The other party smiled lazily while sitting on the throne: "Just do what you are best at."

"What I am best at?"

Riya thought of many things he was good at, such as economics, such as trading, and reciting the 53,728th digit of pi.

More is not good, he didn't look at more.

Hearing his answer, Tabalf stood up from the throne and walked towards Riya step by step, then pointed at his eyes and told him the answer.

"Sleep."

"..."

Riya looked strange: "Sleep?"

"You are the original consciousness. You can't imagine how much time He has spent sleeping during His existence. Moreover, dreams are also a channel to connect to another time and space. I think it is the safest to find the Shining Sun in this way."

Tabalf continued to explain: "There are thousands of dream worlds. Logically speaking, the probability of a sleeping person and another sleeping person meeting in a dream is not zero.

The dream world has never been stable. Except for special spaces such as the Fantasy Dream World, most of the other dream worlds last less than a day.

It may not even last more than one night.

So you must pay special attention to the state of your body this time. Find the Shining Sun and tell Him your purpose before you wake up. Otherwise, once the disaster star is alerted, it will be difficult for us to explore the consciousness fluctuations of the Shining Sun next time."

"I understand." Riya nodded, and then saw that the person in front of him seemed to be relieved.

"That's good. Your body can't sleep for too long. Sleeping for tens of millions of years is a fantasy... Let's make it quick."

Tabalf took Riya to a clean bedroom. Everything inside was very neat and orderly. Even the bed looked brand new and expensive silk.

"This is your ascetic room. How does it feel?"

"It doesn't look like asceticism..."

Riya laughed helplessly. After Tabalf left, he walked to the expensive bed and stretched out his hand to feel its soft touch, and then lay on it.

The lacquered mist emerged from the shadows on all sides and slowly gathered towards the young man, almost wrapping him into a huge black cocoon.