It turns out that there are things in this world that treats gods as dolls?

"I don't know. There are too many possibilities. A hidden god? A strange god? Or just a mortal?"

Zhuque said that he didn't know much.

Most of the gods in this world have public names, believers and worship.

But God without believers and worship is not completely non-existent.

Zhuque herself is a hidden god. She has no offerings, but survives by sharing Qingmang's offerings.

The strange gods are external gods from other worlds. There have been occasional strange gods in history, and once they appear, there will be huge disasters.

"But its purpose may really be to turn all Gods into its dolls.

"Death is just the first one. It uses Death and our power to create Taotie.

"After Taotie appeared, he went through several gods and wars. The gods in Xizhou and Chiwu in the east of us were almost all the puppets of Taotie.

"Since Taotie was made by that consciousness, it is very likely that Taotie himself is also a 'god doll' like the God of Death.

"It's just that the information we have now is really limited, and we cannot confirm this for the time being.

"So I gave this thing a name, called 'Divine Puppet Master'. It means 'the person who makes the dolls of gods'. If he counts as a person."

"Okay, such a terrible thing."

Meng Fei vaguely felt that he was standing at the feet of a group of gods who were arguing with each other, and he would be trampled to death by them if he was accidentally.

However, the gods said that there was a more terrifying "divine master" behind them, hunting them and making the gods into toys?

"But, what does this have to do with me?"

Zhuque walked over and touched the top of his head.

Every finger of her is very slender and beautiful, with a snow-white and pink, and it is truly pink and jade-carved.

But Meng Fei always had a little numbness in his scalp and couldn't help but think of some kind of bird of prey claws.

"Only you can find that thing and destroy it."

"Are you crazy? Why is it me? Why don't you go find it?"

Meng Fei didn't understand her conclusion.

"We've looked for it."

Zhuque sat next to him a little aggrievedly.

Meng Fei felt a little confused. As a married man, sitting like this is a bit too close to a beautiful woman.

But Zhuque himself made him feel very friendly. Whenever she appeared by her side, the desire to maintain a normal sense of distance would disappear.

“We have been looking for it for a thousand years and have nothing to do.

"On the contrary, I was in crisis during the two god battles and almost never saw you again.

"We suspect that something has a special ability to block God's perception of it. But this ability seems to be ineffective for you.

"Don't you always find clues when you peel off your threads? Didn't you turn the tide at critical moments in both god battles?"

These words shocked Meng Fei a lot.

"I?

“I’m also involved in the God War?

"Did I live for a thousand years?"

"No.

"Although you have been there for a thousand years, you have died many times.

"A mortal will lose memory once she dies, and once she loses her memory, she will lose all the clues.

"So I can only start over."

Then she habitually moved her face closer, and the red hair drifted from her head hung on Meng Fei's forehead, making him feel itchy.

Zhuque stretched out a hand to pinch Meng Fei's chin and lifted it up like admiration.

"Fortunately, no matter how you reincarnate, your appearance is not much different. You will never change your youthful and handsomeness. So I can always recognize you."

The Vermilion Bird pouted his red lips like a fiery man and smiled charmingly.

"If I become a bald and greasy old man, I can't even guarantee that I will still like you so much."

Taking advantage of the green light, Zhuque was still expressing his love directly without any obscureness.

At the same time, her hands touched Meng Fei's face irregularly.

"etc."

Meng Fei grabbed Zhuque's hand and wanted to pull it away. He grabbed it, but forgot to pull it away.

He was still trying his best to digest the large amount of information that was suddenly instilled by Suzaku.

He has participated in the magical war in the past thousand years, investigated the unknown thing, and maybe even fought against each other, and had many life and death?

Moreover, judging from the hidden information of Zhuque, he may have died a lot in a few times.

"Young handsome guy who will never change"?

"What if you turn into a bald and greasy old man"?

Not to mention whether he is a bald or not, he has already made it clear that he is a mortal, so he will definitely grow old. Those who will not grow old are gods like Zhuque.

It’s a bit greasy when a person gets older. But Zhuque said that he has never been greasy and his youth will never change. This only means that he has never been old?

The reason is that he dies before he grows old?

He fought with an unknown opponent who was even more terrifying than a god for thousands of years, and experienced countless casualties and two world wars. It was not enough to die several times.

“But why have I never seen me in history?”

Meng Fei had a strong doubt.

He has read the history of this world.

If there is such a person who helps this weakening country survive two total wars and discovers clues to the mastermind behind it, it is not an exaggeration to be a hero?

There are many historical figures and many heroes, but at most they are at the level of Li Shibai.

He did not read that there are real great heroes like him who coexist with wisdom and beauty, heroes and narrow incarnations like him.

"Well, that person said that in order to protect you, everything related to you was deleted in history."

Zhuque explained.

"There will be the same in the future. We try not to let them know that you are you, she is her, and I am me...

"them?"

"The Taotie man and the plotter behind him. All the gods have come to the world, and the gods are rushing to awaken. The gluttony feast of that thing has come.

"I don't know how many gods are going to be played with and applauded by it.

"You don't want me to be such a beautiful god to become a beautiful doll when I see me again, right?"

"I can only rely on you in the future."

“…”

Meng Fei felt extremely stressed.

"I'd better go back first, and I'll talk about the others later."

"Okay, I know you're very tired, go back."

Only then did he remember that this day was February 14, 8021, Valentine's Day!

I just registered for marriage with Aiting. Didn’t he still roll the sheets with Aiting in the hotel room before? How could he have had an affair with Zhuque here again?

He quickly threw Zhuque's hand away.

Get up and go back.

Go back there?

Yes, the Groundhog Hotel. The room card is still in your pocket.

“By the way,”

Thinking of this, Meng Fei, who had already reached the door, looked back at Zhuque and asked:

"What is the relationship between Qingmang... and Aiting?"

As soon as she asked about this, Zhuque's face immediately became cold. She waved her hand angrily and said:

"Get out! Go back and ask your wife."
Chapter completed!