Have You Considered Coming to the Moon to Become a Demon God?

The green-clothed poet was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help crying out.

"It's too cruel, is this a wicked thing that God can think of?"

The man smiled and said nothing more.

Although Barbatos didn't come to France for a long time, he quickly became addicted to alcohol. For him, who is addicted to alcohol, mixing wine with water is even worse than human beings.

Looking at the white-haired girl in Domremy Village helping her mother with housework in the distance, Barbatos asked curiously:

"Speaking of which, was it your original plan to save that saint?"

"It's her choice."

Mo Yu replied that at the beginning, she just gave Joan an opportunity to save herself, but she seized this future and broke the existing destiny.

He also thought about what would happen if Joan refused his original contract. According to the original script of the game, she was punished by Chaldea as a sinful witch who killed countless people.

Then Mo Yu will appear again as the hidden boss, and while thanking Chaldea for helping him recover the Holy Grail, he will also send them a ride.

However, it turns out that changing the course of history will indeed produce countless variables.

Unexpectedly, Alaya even summoned a chaotic and evil spirit like François, and incidentally summoned the ruler Joan of Arc in his prime.

If he hadn't watched fsf and knew that Francois had his own experience of summoning himself, he might have really succeeded in Francois' plot.

If Hei Zhen hadn't agreed to this contract, then she would never be Bai Zhende's opponent anyway.

Now François, whether he is a real person or a heroic spirit, can no longer make waves at this singularity. He is sealed in the stone statue by Mo Yu, just like a meteorite floating in space. Although he will not die, he will die in the Over the long years, his consciousness gradually faded, and he finally gave up thinking.

And Joan of Arc even merged with Joan of Arc, becoming one's own strength instead.

For this, Mo Yu can only thank Alaya for sending the ruler, and hope to have more in the future.

"Speaking of which, whether it's you or the lady saint, why are you unwilling to leave your own deeds at this singularity?"

Barbatos fiddled with the harp, and asked curiously: "Isn't it easy to change the singularity by leaving deeds?"

Mo Yu glanced at him: "Do you know what the Fengshen Church is called in private now?"

"What?" Barbatos asked unconsciously.

"The Cult of Barbara."

Barbatos: "(ΩДΩ)"

Mo Yu continued with a smile: "So you understand, in order to avoid such a thing from happening, Joan and I have to save face for you and keep our names secret."

"Hey..."

Barbatos scratched the back of his head guiltily and smiled dryly.

Speaking of which, the previous Mount Chinon was also rumored by believers to be caused by flying stones blown by the mighty power of the wind god.

With the increasing number of believers, coupled with the local bonus, his current strength is comparable to that of a god.

Even if he fought Mo Yu, there might be a slight chance of winning.

Yes, it's outrageous.

Mo Yu's spirit foundation is not large, but his power is the highest among the gods, and at the same time, his mystery is also the highest.

Wind gods like Barbatos, although they should not be underestimated in major myths, such as Enlil, the wind god who was robbed of his performance by Marduk, and Thor, the god of storm in Norse mythology, but with Mo Yu Compared with its power, it is still much inferior.

What's more, although Mo Yu is using the power of the earth, he can drop meteorites from the sky, which means that his power is not limited to the earth, but has a wider scope.

As long as his power can touch the meteorite in the starry sky, then it must be possible to pull down a planet.

Barbatos asked curiously: "What will happen if you replace me as the god of this singularity?"

Mo Yu nodded: "Then I will have to stay at the first singularity to maintain stability. Once the ruler of the core point leaves the singularity, this singularity will be instantly repaired by the restraining force."

Barbatos nodded regretfully:

"Well, then I should really let you replace me, so that I can touch... Wait, you seem to have said something terrible, can I just stay in this singularity?"

Fengshen, who suddenly realized this matter, panicked instantly. He tightly grasped Mo Yu's sleeve, and hurriedly asked:

"Can I only stay in this singularity in the future? I don't want it! Didn't you agree not to leave me, you heartless man!"

"When did I say I won't let go of your words?"

Mo Yu held down Barbatos's fair face, preventing him from wiping his tears and snot on his clothes.

"It was when I was in the barracks last time!"

"I didn't say anything, except for the various agreed words, I will never remember them wrong."

Barbatos covered his face with his hands and whimpered, but Mo Yu could tell at a glance that he was pretending.

The helpless Barbatos had no choice but to hug Mo Yu's thigh tightly with his hands.

"But I don't want to leave you... It's so nice to have a thigh hug... Being by your side makes me feel safe!"

This guy has gone to the bottom of his game...

Mo Yu was speechless looking at Barbatos who looked like a sloth clinging to his lap.

"If you want not to be restrained, hurry up and let the singularity complete its concealment, so that you can be freed."

Unlike Fuyuki Singularity X, a large singularity like France takes longer to maintain stability before gradually disappearing.

During this period of time, it is still possible for Alaya to send heroic spirits to attack, but the strength will continue to weaken as the revision progresses.

Hearing that he still had hope, Barbatos put down his hand covering his face and looked at Mo Yu anxiously.

"How can I speed up the concealment of the singularity?"

"The seven of the world are in power, the focus is not on the world, but on governing, how to do it specifically, you who have the wisdom of the demon god will not know it."

"It's like planning in a game?"

Mo Yu shook his head: "It's not the same. People who play those pegi7+ games can be inhuman, but those who are actually in power can't."

"Sounds like a lot of trouble...but since this is a duty, there's nothing I can do about it."

Barbatos sighed helplessly, looked at Mo Yu and said shyly, "Who told me to belong to you?"

???

Before Mo Yu could express his sovereign opinion first, Joan of Arc's disdainful threat came from a distance.

"Bastard touch fish monster, if you dare to talk nonsense again, you will be burned to death."

When Barbatos saw the white-haired girl approaching, he laughed lightly, put his hands on his hips and said with his chest out;

"It's really shameless, how dare you defy me, who is the god of wind!"

"Who is it that speaks so shamelessly?"

Joan also raised her chin slightly, and the plump mountains also looked more upright with this movement.

Whoever is the ultimate boaster can be seen through at a glance.

Instead of wearing the heroic armor, she put on a plain black dress, but even so, she still couldn't conceal her fresh and refined beauty.Her long, silver-white hair was braided and draped behind her back. Under the bright sunshine, her slightly powdered cheeks looked less cold and more delicate.

Seeing Barbatos brazenly hugging Mo Yu, Miss Joan couldn't stand it anymore, and almost smashed the basket hanging on her forearm.

Mo Yu lifted Barbatos by his back collar and put him aside, his eyes fell on the basket.

After learning that Mo Yu was going to leave, Joan of Arc persuaded him to stay for a few more days, saying that she wanted to give her something as a souvenir.

clothes?Or accessories?

Mo Yu couldn't figure out what was in the basket.

But when he smelled a scent of milk, he suddenly realized what Joan of Arc brought, so his eyes became a little more interested,

Joan of Arc couldn't stand Mo Yu's staring eyes, pointed at Barbatos and said angrily:

"Green hat, can you disappear from here for now, you are an eyesore."

Barbatos also noticed the basket she was carrying, and a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, as a god, of course I have to be sympathetic to people's emotions, so I'll disappear first~"

As he spoke, he swayed in the light wind and floated to the sky, chasing the birds soaring in the sky.

Without a noisy bard, the fairy tree finally returned to tranquility.

Joan of Arc lightly brushed the hair on her cheeks, and looked at Mo Yu with dodge eyes.

After that day, she noticed that the relationship between the two was closer than before, but she couldn't tell exactly where.

Joan of Arc was also a little caught off guard by the sudden increase in distance, obviously she had fought for it on her own initiative, but Mo Yu acted calmer than her.

This is understandable, after all, the decision-making power is still in his hands, and he has his own space to advance and retreat.

"Sorry to keep you waiting..."

The girl rarely showed apology, probably because her clumsiness these days made her feel ashamed.

Mo Yu stared at the basket for a while, then folded his arms as if nothing had happened.

"It seems to have been prepared with great care and effort."

The gentle words were like a shot in the arm, and the girl was immediately overjoyed, and the previous guilty conscience was swept away.

"Of course, I have worked hard to prepare for a long time. Anyway, it will not be easy if I want to see you again, so after my careful selection, I finally found a suitable souvenir."

Calling the contents of the basket a souvenir is a bit inappropriate no matter what.

Mo Yu thought silently in his heart, but nodded slightly on the surface, and asked with great interest:

"Your tone aroused my curiosity, what makes you so confident?"

Seeing Mo Yu's rare expression of emotion, Joan of Arc, who was originally full of confidence, froze, and felt that she seemed a little exaggerated.

Although Mo Yu doesn't carry a penny, he is very particular about every aspect of his life, such as the heat of bread, the extraction of butter, the processing order of ingredients, or the quality and color of brewed herbal tea, as well as the color and luster of artwork patterns

It is very difficult to please this man with material things.

"It's not such a confident souvenir..."

She turned her head away in embarrassment, a trace of sweat appeared on her face covered with makeup.

It can't go on like this!

Bai Zhende saw it, although she didn't know what to do at this time, but in accordance with Joan's heart, just send the things in the basket directly.