The sacred right side of a certain comic

"This farewell gift really doesn't make people happy at all."

Roman's eyebrows and nose were almost twisted together, and he bared his teeth and screamed in pain.

If it were King Solomon, he would have endured the unnecessary pain without changing his expression, but the person here now is not King Solomon. It was Roman who had become a human being. As an ordinary human being, he almost fainted after seeing himself stabbed with a sword.

Roman sat down on the ground, gasping for air, and fell on him. It exudes little starlight, which is a sign that the God of Disobedience is about to pass away.

"Ah, this is finally over, and our agreement is complete."

He endured the pain and tried his best to smile. He sat on the top of the mountain with his hands on his knees, letting the blood in his heart flow. He just smiled and stared at the last remaining light of the ancient city of Jerusalem in the distance under the setting sun.

"My friend Roy Crowley, I cannot see your future, but I know that it will be a magnificent life, and a life of thin ice in the abyss. The farewell gift you gave me did not make me happy at all, but Even so, I will give my first friend a parting gift. I just hope this gift can help you."

"……In the desk drawer I have been using in the hotel room, there is a spell I left for you. I believe that spell will be very useful to you, and the power of the God of Disobedience left behind when I die will also be It will satisfy you, but this power may require you to pay something."

As if he had finally tricked Roy, Roman showed an extremely happy smile.

His body was getting closer to nothingness, and the stars were getting fainter.

"Be careful of the 'King of the End' and the God of Destiny behind him. This is the last thing I can warn you as a friend. I am very happy now. Fortunately, I have not abandoned the wisdom and power of Solomon. I don't care about these things, but these things that once bound me can allow me to help my friends. Whether it is 'wisdom' or 'power', they are finally used in the right place."

"……If we can meet again, can you treat me to strawberry cake again?"

Only the last trace of that man who smiled innocently like a child, was gentle, brilliant but pessimistic was left.

"If we meet again, I will treat you to strawberry cake."

After hearing Roy's last answer, he smiled with satisfaction and left this world without any regrets.

Starlight floated into the sky like fireflies, the distant sunset completely submerged into the horizon, night came, and the man also left He left this world that did not belong to him and returned to the place he should have returned to.

"Farewell, Romani Ajman, farewell, King Solomon!"

Roy whispered.

He is not a heartless monster. Facing the departure of his friend, sadness also struck his heart, giving him a vain impulse to vent his depression.

King Solomon He knows that there are many misfortunes in the world, but he will only watch everything with a smile and never get involved.

Romani Ajman knows that there are many misfortunes, but he will do his best to make misfortunes lead to happiness, even if his ability is no longer Wei Wei, even if his mood is so pessimistic, he is still doing all this resolutely.

One is looking forward to tomorrow full of hope, and the other is indifferently waiting for the end of everything. The ways of doing things are obviously so different, but But they happened to be alone.

Roy fell into darkness again.

This darkness came and went quickly. In just an instant, Roy regained consciousness. In front of him was Qiao Xiaoran, with a beautiful figure. A slender, white-skinned goddess with a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old appearance, she is none other than Roy's 'adopted mother' Pandora

"Little Roy regained consciousness very quickly this time. He couldn't even let his mother hug you and take a good look at your handsome and cute face."

Without the demeanor of a goddess, Pandora jumped up to Roy. She had her hands behind her back and her purple twin tails trembling back and forth. She was playful and cute.

"I have been here so many times. If I am still unconscious for as long as I did at the beginning, doesn't it mean that I have made no progress at all?"

Just like in infinite terror, as the power becomes stronger, the coma time after teleportation will become shorter and shorter, the same is true for this secret realm belonging to Pandora.

When Roy killed many gods, when his power While growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, this 'realm of life and immortality' could no longer hinder his consciousness.

Roy's tone was slightly emotional, and he had not fully recovered from the discomfort of his friend's recent departure. come over

"Little Roy is really amazing. You can make friends with the God of Disobedience, and you can make the God of Disobedience choose to commit suicide and let you kill him. Among the God-killers throughout the ages, you are unique~"

Pandora clenched her hands. In front of him, there seemed to be little stars of admiration in his eyes, and he looked more and more like a child who had not grown up.

But Roy felt that Pandora really had no eyesight. Couldn't she see that she was in a bad mood now? What kind of pot was she? Not to mention the pot.

But from Pandora's words, Roy also got a piece of information, that is, Pandora did not know that King Solomon was from another world.

The gods in the Godslayer world were all compiled by humans. Myths, before they came as disobedient gods, actually all the gods did not know each other, because these gods did not really exist in the past, they were just the imagination of humans based on their beliefs. The world of

Godkillers does not There is no real generation of gods, and gods are not real objects. Therefore, as long as there was no disobedient King Solomon in the past, absolutely no one knows what the real King Solomon looked like. Roy took a deep breath, and he suddenly stepped forward. , in Pandora's astonishment, he directly grabbed her delicate chin with brute force, bent his waist and caught her chin, and at the same time said unhappily:"……Okay, let’s quickly carry out the god-killing ritual!"

Since knowing that Pandora's Dark Sacrifice was not created by her, but was just the result of Pandora borrowing a certain divine tool, Roy no longer showed any caution when facing this goddess who called herself 'adopted mother'. Now that he knew that Pandora was not as scary as he thought, and that she was not the mastermind behind the scenes, Roy's actions and words became bolder and even more forceful.

"Wait, wait a minute! Don't be so proactive... Wuwuwu……"

Under Roy's wanton aggression, Pandora gradually became breathless and wanted to push Roy away. However, although she was a god of disobedience, she was not the type who was good at strength. When she found that her resistance was fruitless, she was white. After her wrist was grabbed by Roy, she had no choice but to start the god-killing ritual.

Roy seemed to hear the sound of some kind of disk turning, and then the familiar feeling came again. He knew that this was a ritual that used the life of the god as the material to usurp its power.

……

In a daze, Roy's consciousness returned to the real world. He lowered his head and clenched his fists, looking a little hesitant."……Is this the farewell gift you left for me? Roman... This 'gift' is very big, but it really requires me to pay something."