Kuaishou's Heart Attack Battle Reborn

"Ian—Ian—"

Xi Hui heard someone calling his body's name.

He opened his eyes in white light, thinking he saw a god.

A silver-haired and white-robed god looked at him softly. Xi Hui couldn't tell how good-looking he was. In fact, anyone who saw him couldn't tell his face apart. He was the most attractive in the world. The feeling of existence makes people worship and love from the bottom of their hearts.

Xi Hui felt the closeness from the bottom of his heart.

The god stretched out his hand towards Xi Hui, and the six huge wings behind him slowly wrapped Xi Hui.

"Ian...Xi Hui, my child." He softly called Xi Hui's name, and with a flap of his wings, snow-white feathers fluttered down in this white space.

Xi Hui was vigilant, but he couldn't refuse and handed his hand to the god's outstretched hand.

"May you be the glory of God." The god said, he pulled Xi Hui into his arms, and pressed a tender kiss on Xi Hui's forehead.

A warm current surged through the body.

Xi Hui's eyes widened violently, this is something he rarely felt, the power of the origin of the world, the power of the main god of this world.

"Are you... the god of light?" he asked, but the god chuckled and disappeared.

The white space was shattered, and Xi Hui found himself standing on the top of the continent. He looked at the bottom of his feet, and his eyes skipped over the magic tower in the wilderness, the floating library in the palace, and the dark castle in the abyss. It stopped on a black-haired boy with a broken body——himself.

"Wake up."

"Wake up."

"Wake up—"

Xi Hui opened his eyes, and the next second, the thunder fell suddenly.

......

Watching the white light hit the black-haired and black-eyed boy, the Duke of Bauhinia grasped the boy's fingers and let go. His nails sank into the palm of his hand nervously, and some expectations inevitably arose in his heart.

If he is the son of the Dark God, then I have the capital to challenge the rules of the world.thought the duke.

It must be, this is the guidance given to me by the goddess of fate.

He saw that the young man was hit hard by the white light, and his body was almost shattered.

The young man didn't seem to feel any pain. His dark eyes looked in the direction of the Duke. At the moment of his physical death, there was some kind of extremely bright light, and the Duke held his breath.

His heart trembled, if the young man was the son of the Dark God, then he would be resurrected, but what if he wasn't... It's a pity that he has beautiful black hair and black eyes, the Duke thought so.

The battlefield after the light swept across was exceptionally quiet.Most of the paladins who delivered the fatal blow lost their strength and fell from the sky one by one.

The Duke of Bauhinia ignored their insignificant threats, but just stared at the black-haired boy who seemed to be a corpse.

Just when he couldn't help but stepped forward to check the situation, a mocking voice suddenly sounded.

"Haha, duke, the human being you photographed with the invitation letter doesn't seem to be the son of the dark god."

The Duke turned his head and saw several guests who had been at the auction before.

Among them, the pus-covered monster was holding the blond half-blood elf in his hand, and his disgusting mouth kept sucking his skin, as if to suck out the gorgeous blood under the blue veins.

The goblin boy stared at the place where Xi Hui fell with tears in his eyes, biting his lip and not daring to resist.

"Do you think we don't know that our son of God will be born recently, and we will give you the possible candidate?" The woman in the red skirt said, sticking out her tongue and licking her lips.

"Thank you for finding out the truth for us." They laughed.

The pustule monster said vaguely: "And, guess what we found? The Son of Darkness is gone, but we have one more Son of Light."

His webbed palms cupped Fitch the goblin's chin, lifting him up.Fitch was held up like a doll, and after a while, he let out a faint cry: "Ian—"

"Big harvest, big harvest~" The dark dependents were extremely proud.

The Duke has been silent, his eyes gradually turned cold, but his murderous intent made the Dark Familia laugh even more wildly.

"Son of God?" Several Templar knights who still had strength stood up while supporting their swords.

They all looked at the blond boy who was caught by the monster.

"God's descent——" A knight wanted to perform the god's descent technique. Before he could finish speaking, his body exploded. The woman in the red skirt smiled triumphantly, stretched out her hand and sucked the knight's soul into her body.

"Huh, the Templars are just different, much better than those ordinary priests." The woman showed an aftertaste expression.

"Save the Son of God—" the knights yelled, their strength soared, and they used the secret method of sacrificing their lives, but after the pustule monster "croaked" twice, they only released a barrier in front of them to temporarily resist the attack.

The barrier was broken inch by inch, and the sharp and piercing laughter of the woman in the red dress echoed on the battlefield. "Old monster, how does the Son of God taste? It seems that you can kill these normally majestic Templars alone!"

"Our souls cannot be desecrated." The bodies of the knights glowed, ready to explode into the Kingdom of God to avoid being sucked away by the woman in the red dress.

Just when they were about to sacrifice their lives for their beliefs, a terrifying atmosphere quietly permeated the entire battlefield.

The woman's laughter stopped abruptly.She looked in horror at the source of the breath - the boy who fell to the ground.

"What, what, is it really the son of the dark god?" The pustule monster felt the power of that force, and couldn't help but speak incoherently.

The Duke suddenly felt a burst of joy, he rushed to the boy and hugged him, and then shouted to the sky: "Great God of Darkness, your Son of God is here—"

He took a deep breath and said happily, "Ah, the breath of the gods, how wonderful it is."

The knights showed even more desperate expressions.

At this moment, the woman frowned, and said to the pustule monster, "Do you feel that something is wrong?"

"What's wrong?" the pustule monster muttered, and rushed in that direction with the elf boy in its palm, "God, your faithful servant has captured the son of the God of Light—"

"Wait—" the woman screamed.

In her terrified cry, the missing half of the boy on the ground squirmed, and almost instantly regenerated into a brand new body.

The newly born skin is moist and attractive, but it can only make a few dark people feel the chill in their hearts.

"The power of light..." the Duke murmured, let go of the boy in disbelief, and took a step back.

The pustule monster didn't notice it, and ran over foolishly flicking its tongue: "The reward of the Dark God can only be mine—"

The young man was let go by the Duke, and he staggered to his feet.

After standing still for a short period of time, he opened his eyes. The pupils were as black as lacquer, but they seemed to reflect the whole world, making people unconsciously intoxicated.

He looked at the pustule monster and the woman in the distance, and smiled lightly.

His eyes were filled with silver-white lightning, and his black hair was windless and automatic.

"—God's Favourite." The Duke murmured.

The boy narrowed his eyes slightly - the next second, the thunder fell suddenly.

A few huge thunderbolts split from the sky and twisted into a sharp sword, with silver lights shining, and pierced fiercely into the ground.

What kind of sacred light is completely inferior to the heavenly power of this kind of god.

The Duke's tenth-level strength and powerful space talent were completely unable to display it. Under the terrifying coercion, he was blasted into the sky by the burst of air.

The Duke looked at the center of the previous lightning fall in the air.There was nothing left but a vast, empty void.The edge of the hollow shone with silver thunder, and it was constantly eroding the surrounding land.In the hollow, there is no fluctuation of elemental magic power.

A dead silence.

This is a miracle.

The Duke looked at the opposite side, the awakened boy was floating in the air, holding the blond goblin in his hand, he stroked the floating hair, and cast a smiling look at the Duke.

Before the Duke could react, the boy appeared in front of him in an instant, and stepped on the Duke's chest fiercely.

The Duke was directly stepped on the ground by this foot.He coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and looked at the young man with fascination.

"Does the Duke think I'm a slave? Or am I the son of the Dark God?"

The Duke looked at his completely different expression from before, and his breathing gradually became short of breath.

......

When the aura belonging to the gods erupted extremely rarely, every place on the continent was alarmed.

Whether it is a mage concentrating on research in the magic tower, a princess reading ancient secret scrolls in the royal library, or a monster eating flesh and blood in the dark castle, all of them raised their heads and looked at the same person at this moment. one direction.

In the Temple of Light, the praying priests and the people knelt down tremblingly.The priest burst into tears: "God has come—"

When the gods descended, it wasn't the projection summoned by the séance technique, nor was it the divine power similar to that of the Son of God, but the real mighty power of the gods.

The whole continent will tremble.

And at the moment when this force descended shockingly, a figure with silver hair and silver eyes also descended.He hugged himself, feeling in a daze his repulsion and discomfort towards that force, but he quickly opened his arms again to accept that force.

"I feel it, is it you, Xi Hui." He took a breath, and turned his head suddenly to look at the monster who was staring at him.

"What, trash, your son of darkness has come, and you plan to welcome me like this?" He showed a beautiful smile that was too beautiful to look at.

The author has something to say: God's favored ones can use the power of gods directly, but sons of gods can't, the two are different.

In this world, Xi Hui remembers Gu He'an.