957 God’s descent (64)1

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System 677 swallowed and said weakly, ” “Host, how do you know that Charles isn’t a good person?”

The black-clothed girl sneered.

“I know everything.”

System 677 was speechless.

These words were a little familiar, who had said this before?

based on your description, Hodder and cylaire are Jun Heng’s projections in this world, right? ”

System 677 nodded.

The black-haired girl frowned again and cursed in a low voice, ” “What is he thinking? He could create two clones… What, do you think your head isn’t green enough?”

System 677 was speechless.

The host was the host.

This reaction was exactly the same as before, ha!

“For the time being, the two of them can be considered to be on my side. Horde is the dark God, and he and the goddess of light, eros, are irreconcilable, right?”

System 677 continued to nod, ” that’s right.

With a wave of his black sleeve, a shadow appeared in front of him like the curtain of a movie.

System 677’s eyes widened.

.. Host is awesome, host 666 ~

There were two figures on it, one was Charles, and the other was a girl… When she raised her head, her face was exactly the same as the statue of the goddess of light. Her identity was obvious.

This young lady was the incarnation of the goddess of light, eros, in the human world.

Fu Shang raised his brows and said lazily, ” Charles is with that hypocritical goddess of light. Is he still a good person? ”

System 677 shook its head and answered honestly, ” “He’s not a good person.”

“Then is it wrong for me to mess with him?” Fu Shang continued.

System 677 continued to shake its head,”that’s right.”

The little brat’s brainwashing was very successful.

“Then that’s fine.”

Fu Shang rolled her eyes and suddenly said slowly, ‘”‘Besides, even if he’s not wrong, he’s still a genius. As long as I say he’s wrong, he’s wrong, understand?”

As she spoke, the black-haired girl turned the black sickle in her hand. The blade of the sickle flashed a sharp arc under the sunlight.

System 677’s hair stood on end.

“I understand, I understand!”

The girl smiled in satisfaction.

*

In the Imperial Palace.

Charles’s succession ceremony was halfway through, and it was now time for the incarnation of the goddess of light to give him blessings.

The girl was beautiful, and her face was filled with compassion for the world.

She wore a silver-white robe made of silk, which swayed like moonlight.

She reached out her finger and touched Charles’s forehead.

Oh, Charles, I shall grant you courage, strength, and long life.

“You will be the wisest sovereign of the Empire, and you will lead the Empire to unprecedented glory.”

These were the words of the incarnation of the goddess of light.

Charles’s eyes flashed with joy. The goddess of light had said this in front of everyone, which meant that his prestige among the people would be higher.

“Thankyou, my God.”

The representatives of the civilians and the aristocrats all looked at the White- robed girl with admiration, respect, and fear.

The golden-haired Prince lowered his head, and the goddess of light personally crowned him.

It was at this most solemn and sacred moment.

A lazy and extremely pleasant voice sounded.

“Hey, eros, tsk… As expected, he’s such a hypocrite.”

Everyone’s eyes widened, and shock flashed through their eyes. They looked up in disbelief and turned to the source of the sound.

Who was it?

Who dared to insult the goddess of light?

Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the high throne.

A young girl in a black cloak sat on it. Her legs were crossed elegantly, and she leaned against the throne with a black scythe in her hand. She supported her chin with one hand and looked at them with a faint smile.

“Dark, dark God?”

Someone pointed at the scythe in the girl’s hand and screamed.

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