I mistakenly became the protagonist here

The next morning.

Hestia woke up from the soft bed, sat up with a bit of confusion in her eyes, and yawned uncontrollably.

"Hmm~~It's morning."

Too many things happened yesterday, which makes people feel very tired. Even sleeping makes people feel very deep.

Hestia is still half asleep and half awake. After stretching, I just sat on the bed and was quiet for a while before I started to move.

I turned my head and glanced at my side, and my whole good face suddenly turned ugly.

"Damn Loki, he threatened my Bell with the Seven Deadly Sins."

There was no one beside her. Normally, today would have been the day when Bell would hug her and sleep with her. But yesterday night, Loki actually used the Seven Deadly Sins to pull Bell over and let her spend the night alone in the room..

But this is not the key. The key is that Bell was pulled over by Loki yesterday.

This is the most disgusting part.

Imagine the scene of Bell waking up from bed holding Loki. Hestia's mouth bulged. I remembered that the last time I went to Freya's room, I bumped into Bell who had just put on clothes.

This time she would not go to Loki's room. If she saw the scene of them still sleeping, Hestia It will feel worse

"And Artemis."

Hestia's face turned a bit darker.

Speaking of which, Artemis has been her best friend for hundreds of millions of years, but now her best friend seems to be trying to take advantage of her.

"Hmm... Judging from Artemis's condition, I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on much longer."

"Hmm~Why does my Belle attract the goddess's attention so much?"

Now Hestia is very distressed about this.

Although she has always been aware of Bell's attraction, the fact that the people attracted to her are her best friends really makes Hestia a little bit unbearable.

Now she can only be happy. Athena did not come to the lower world, otherwise she would have to worry about whether Athena would also be attracted to her own children.

"Hey... I still have to get up~."

Reality still has to be faced, but Hestia has decided that the problem between her and Loki will never end so easily!

After walking out of the room, Hestia just glanced at Loki's room and deflated. She was about to go downstairs to wash up.

But as soon as she reached the stairs, Hestia found that everyone at home had already gathered in the living room on the first floor, even Loki. However, Hestia noticed that Loki had Her complexion was in very good condition, and her skin was even much smoother and tenderer than usual.

Her face twitched a few times, and Hestia tried hard to shift her gaze elsewhere.

"Huh?"

When her eyes shifted, Hestia immediately noticed Bell standing in the middle.

It was just that Bell's hands seemed to be stained with two different colors, black and white. His hands were open relative to each other, and the black and white airflow seemed to be still in the center. It condensed little by little to form a sphere.

Hestia didn't know what it was doing, but looking at the condensed sphere, she felt an inexplicable fear.

What was that?

Such a question appeared in Hestia's mind. Stia's heart.

But she didn't make any sound, but quietly walked down from the second floor.

Her eyes were fixed on the ball hanging in the middle of Bell's hands that gave her a sense of fear.

"call……"

Bell, who had his eyes closed, opened them slightly, and his hands were still emitting black and white gas, which was still being attracted to the central sphere.

Even Bell, who created the sphere, didn't know what it was.

However, Bell could feel that he was inseparably connected with the sphere.

After taking a breath, the black and white gases in Bell's hands disappeared, and even the sphere that absorbed the two gases disappeared.

But Bell can still feel the existence of that sphere, that thing is in the fourth dimension... no, it seems to be in a deeper special space.

Bell could sense it, and he could even materialize the sphere again at will, but he could also feel that the sphere was quite weak when it was first created, and required a lot of power to infuse and nourish it.

Now is not the time.

Bell knew that it was not the time to reveal the sphere yet, and it would take some time to hatch.

As for what the infused power was, Bell had already vaguely felt it.

Malice and good intentions are the nutrients that water the water. (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Bell"

"Um?"

Hearing the call, Bell came back to his senses.

"Bell, what exactly was condensed in your hand just now?"

Freya's expression was extremely solemn at the moment. She could deeply understand how dangerous the unformed sphere was. Gods were not a big deal in front of that thing.

"｀What?……"

Bell also had a look of confusion on his face. In fact, he himself was also confused. But if he had a little understanding, he could now explain it.

"I don't know what that is either"

"I just created it through the power I had, but I don’t know exactly what it is used for."

"something made with force……"

The first thing Freya thought of was the Seven Deadly Sins. After all, Loki's initiative yesterday meant that Bell had completed the collection of the Seven Deadly Sins. After that, what happened now is definitely the issue of the Seven Deadly Sins.

"Bell, the seven deadly sins"

"Well, I think so too. only……"

Bell opened his hand, and black mist appeared in his hand, but after a while, the air seemed to be polluted, and endless malice began to spread around.

But after it spread to a certain range (is it good), the white mist formed a chain, which firmly controlled the mist within a certain range and prevented it from spreading wantonly.

"The black ones are the seven deadly sins, but what about the white ones?"

Seeing this scene, even Freya couldn't help but frown.

"strangeness……"

She has enough knowledge and research on the soul, so she can better perceive that the black mist is like a poison that makes people immersed, spreading wantonly around, but the white mist can treat the black mist Make restrictions.

Moreover, the white mist made Freya feel the taste of self-discipline.

The power of the black mist comes from desire, but the power of the white mist comes from self-discipline. This is really...! ?

Freya paused suddenly and looked at Bell with a little more understanding.

"I see."

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