The Sacred Right of a Certain Comic Book Chapter 845

This is the strongest blow in her life when she gave up everything about herself, freedom, body, and soul, and accepted the shackles and restraints of Christianity!

That extremely strong belief even made Hakoniwa's center shake slightly, and the eyes of the gods gathered here again, amazed at White Night King's determination.

No matter what the result is, when the White Night King's attack hits, she will lose everything!

Facing this blow, which was enough to easily shatter the universe, and was almost the strongest double-digit demon king in Little Garden, Roy's face was extremely calm.

He slowly stretched out his right hand, as if sighing.

"Everything you have is bestowed by me. With what I bestow, how can you really defeat me?"

In a daze, the White Night King seemed to have heard such a sentence, but she didn't know whether it was a hallucination or it was really said by Roy himself.

There is no loud cracking sound, no colorful and magnificent scene.

As Roy stretched out his right hand, the White Night King felt his body, spirit and soul shrink into one point.

The sky revolving around the earth turned into nothingness, and the earth covered by the sky was completely cracked.

Like the cosmic singularity, the mysterious star that condensed all the masses was melted silently.

White Night King widened his beautiful eyes, just staring at the indescribable right hand, afraid to move down at will.

The White Night King just felt his eyes go dark, his body was continuously spinning in the air like a spinning top, and finally fell to the ground with a crash.

Roy didn't even cause any harm to the outside world, and knocked the White Night King unconscious just like swat away a fly.

In an instant, all the eyes looking here were quickly withdrawn.

Almost all Shura gods and Buddhas are confirmed, and the Christian god is probably really that incomprehensible one-digit number.

Because of the designation of the fate of those in the realm of omnipotence and authority, three-digit numbers and two-digit numbers are simply powerless to resist in front of them.

Judging from the performance of decadent style, this is exactly the meaning of the so-called single digit.

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When the White Night King woke up from his coma, she found herself still lying not far from the great waterfall.

Her slender and beautiful body has shrunk dramatically, and she has become the appearance of a young girl.

Although as a protoss, she can still change her body shape at will, but she didn't do it at this time.

A kind of extreme weakness came from the deepest part of her body, and she was pleasantly surprised to find that she had lost her "spiritual status".

This also means that he is no longer a demon king, but a pure protoss.

As a protoss, after losing her, she should be downgraded from two digits to three digits.

But the weakness of the body told the White Night King that her strength was even lower than three digits, and had been reduced to four digits, which was located below the upper level of Little Garden.

"I know, this is what you want. If you are still a protoss with three-digit strength, you will not be trusted by the gods."

"...According to the rules of new students, you with three digits can't go to the lower realm, you can only live in the outer gate of three digits."

"That's why I hit you with the traces of Christianity and sealed most of your protoss power!"

"...The you now are just a mere 'White Night'."

Roy's indifferent voice came from Bai Ye's ear.

The White Night King was in a trance for a while.

This is her third defeat, a defeat in which she lost everything! .

Chapter 71 You will regret it, White Night King!

"Where is Lixiang?"

The White Night King propped up his body, and slowly climbed up from the sandy ground.

She patted her clothes, even though her current strength has dropped from double digits to four digits.

But as the White Night King of the protoss, he can still prevent himself from getting any dust.

She looked around herself, but she didn't see Li Xiang and the others, so she asked in surprise.

"During your coma, after making sure you are okay, I asked Li Xiang and the others to leave temporarily."

At this time, Bai Ye realized that he was sitting in Roy's arms just now, no wonder he felt warm on his body.

The White Night King took advantage of the situation and sat in Roy's arms again, with a pair of slender arms hugging his neck.

However, at this time, the White Night King's body shrunk sharply, and his current posture was less ambiguous. Instead, he looked like a father holding his daughter.

"How long have I been unconscious?"

The White Night King buried his little head in Roy's heart, sniffed his scent lightly, and asked doubtfully.

"Seven days and seven nights."

Roy responded to her with a smile on his face.

"Seven days."

The White Night King sighed, "...Christianity is really always related to the number '7'."

Saying so, White Night King's delicate little hands gently caressed the ornament on top of his head.

Her silver-white beautiful hair is scattered on her fragrant shoulders, but there are exquisite ornaments tied on the top of her head.

As her hand touched the ornament on the top of her head, there was a pleasant bell sound in the air.

It was a small and exquisite bell with the sign of the cross engraved on it.

"This is a sealed device. Wearing it, your strength will be kept at a four-digit level."

"...I know that you have never been afraid of death, and I also know why you want to give up your identity as a demon king."

"You like this world, you like this little garden, you love those weak humans and races, and you desire to bring order to them and change their sad life and destiny."

"...But under the current rules of the gods, existences with three digits and above are not allowed to stay in the lower realm."

"That's why I forcibly sealed your power in four digits. In this way, you will not only reassure the gods and Buddhas of the Little Garden, but also be able to walk in the Lower Realm of Little Garden as a non-demon king."

"...You can use your own methods to protect this Little Garden from being destroyed."

Roy gently hugged White Night King's petite and frail body, and gently ran his fingers along her soft hair.

He pinched White Night King's pointed ears with great interest, and slid his fingertips across her moist cherry lips.

The White Night King, whose body had turned into a child, looked immature, but in her golden eyes, there was still the maturity of being a White Night Protoss.

Hearing Roy's words, she was silent for a moment before whispering: "...Thank you for everything you have done for us."

After Roy took away her spirit, he could ignore her, as long as he restrained her behavior with Christianity.

However, Roy was "unnecessary" and gave her a new layer of seal, so that the White Night King could not only gain more trust from the gods, but also allow her to walk freely in the Lower Realm of Little Garden.

The other gods don't know, but the Night King can feel it.

The ornament on her hair is not a mandatory seal for her.

As long as she is willing, unlocking the jewelry at any time can restore the power of the White Night Protoss.

But the gods didn't know, they would only think that this was the restriction imposed on her by the gods of Christianity.

"You have given us such great freedom, aren't you afraid that one day we will go crazy again and become the devil again, raging in the Little Garden?"

"...At that time, the Shura gods and Buddhas in the entire Little Garden will not trust you, and they will even think that you and we are in the same boat."

Soon, the White Night King restrained his delicate emotions, and became cheerful again, laughing and joking.

"Since I have given you such a behavior, it shows that I trust you and believe that you will not go against my wishes."

"...I also trust you at the same time, and I will not really do the cruel and cruel things you said."

"Besides, even if you really do this, even if those millions of gods come to me to question me, I don't care."

Roy chuckled, his tone flat, and he regarded the so-called Shura gods and Buddhas as nothing.

If those gods were really so bold, then Roy wouldn't mind slapping them all to death, and then re-practice the earth, water, fire and wind, and create a new Hakoniwa world.

The Hakoniwa gods themselves are new lives born from Roy's ability to gather countless worlds with the ability of the 'Ark'.

Although there are more than three digits, each of them has the power to destroy the universe with a wave of their hands when they are outside.

But in Little Garden, each of them has great restrictions.

Roy doesn't even need to make a move, as long as he lets go of the restrictions of the 'omnipotent paradox', those troublesome demon gods will have a phase superposition, and the world will probably change drastically.

What the paradox of omnipotence restricts is not the omnipotent domain, the omnipotence of a certain domain.

It's the 'omnipotent' in the true omniscience and omnipotence!

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"However, we are still a little strange. With your ability, you shouldn't care about us."

"...Different from other groups of gods who want to restrain us, and then let us be imprisoned and manipulated to develop the group of gods for them, you don't seem to care about the development of Christianity."

"If that's the case, why are you helping us like this?"

Whether it is a human being or a god, there is always a purpose in doing something.

It's like she and the Queen of Halloween are hostile, that is, both parties look at each other unhappy, and they don't look right.

Just like the Shura gods and Buddhas in Little Garden once had the idea of ​​detaining the White Night King, but that was also for the development of the gods and the community.

Only Roy, the White Night King really couldn't find a reason for his actions, and couldn't find the purpose of his actions.

"My purpose, my reason?"

Roy smiled, "...Maybe you don't want to know now."

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The love of a father for his daughter is the most selfless reason.

But apparently the White Night King misunderstood something.

"We don't want to know now? Ha, you underestimate us!"

"...After we are ready to give up and make a contract transaction with you, there is nothing we can't give up!"

"Now our body and soul belong to you, you can do whatever you want, we won't complain or hate, just take it as our reward!"

"... That Alger guy seems to be caught by you, and even the spirit is so weak that he has become an X-sucking banshee. It's really pitiful. By the way, there is also the Queen of Halloween. Are you so interested in protoss? "

The White Night King changed his posture and sat in Roy's arms. Her expression was not shy at all, but she felt eager to try.

"Your body and soul belong to me from the beginning."

It's a pity that the White Night King didn't understand Roy's words.

Instead, she urged: "...Hurry up, if you want to do anything to us, hurry up, we still have to go find Lixiang!"

Roy frowned and said with a smile: "...you will regret it one day if you do this."

"Hahahaha!! We are the devil king of Baiye, um, we were the devil king of Baiye once, how could we regret it!!"

The White Night King raised his head and laughed proudly.

"Do you like our current appearance or our grown-up appearance? In fact, we still like our current appearance. If we are in this posture, no matter what we do wrong, we will be forgiven."

Saying this, White Night King carelessly unbuttoned his kimono, letting the clothes fall down, revealing his flawless whiteness. one.

Chapter 72 Lost in life, Queen of Halloween!

The water flow of the big waterfall crashed down, splashing pieces of water.

The mountain wind blows from afar, blowing the green grass and swaying, which looks very cute.

The grass leaves whirled, the flowers bloomed quietly, and the butterflies fluttered as if they were frightened.

From the sparse lawn came the White Night King's weak breathing and a slightly painful moan.

In the rustling of grass and trees, butterflies and bees are working hard, picking pollen and spreading flower seeds in the wind.

As the Demon King of the White Night, the former double digit.

The White Night King has the most savage and primitive hysteria.

How could the White Night King, who was once an enemy of the gods and fought against millions of gods, be afraid of pain?