The God of All Realms Starts with Harry Potter

For example, I don't care about my job, but I focus on collecting all kinds of knowledge, and even collected 1500 knowledge about the gods underground, and created Rachel of "The Book of Rachel".

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And among these angels with different personalities, if Gabriel is like a mother, like a sister, then Michael is like a father-even though she herself is a girl.

Michael is serious, serious, and conscientious, and his requirements for the other angels are relatively strict, but most of the angels obey him, because as the leader of the heavenly army, Michael is indeed quite competent.

For Michael, the so-called glory of God and the justice of the cross religion are important, but what she values ​​most is her compatriots. She guards all the angels like a father, and the reason why she frequently apologizes, It is also for this reason-she does not want anyone to hate her compatriots.

Even the fallen angels exiled from **** by Jehovah, she also paid great attention to them.

In the chat that followed, even though he realized that he didn’t know where he was, he easily developed a good impression of Ye Ting. Michael did not react as fiercely as Gabriel. Father, Michael is always wary of existence other than angels. It is the first time that he has such a good impression on strangers.

Michael believed his inner intuition—this man would not harm her—so he knew everything about Ye Ting.

She even expressed her dissatisfaction with Jehovah's exile of the fallen angel to Ye Ting frankly.

Although the temple of Jehovah is large, the three of them have reached their destination in small talk.

Before opening the last door, Michael hesitated for a moment, but still reminded in a low voice:

"Since more than 800 years ago, my lord has become a little moody...Although I shouldn't say that, the guests should be careful."

Then she opened the door full of light.

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The door was opened, Ye Ting walked in with Altila, but Michael stayed at the door.

"My lord has something to say, he wants to meet two distinguished guests alone, so I won't go in."

Nodding at Ye Ting, Michael took two steps back and closed the door.

Knowing this time, Ye Ting had the intention to observe the surrounding environment.

It was an extremely tall marble temple, similar in style to the Gothic cathedral that Ye Ting had seen in his previous life, but it was undoubtedly much more gorgeous.

Carved beams and painted buildings, all kinds of ornate reliefs are just the basis. The materials of the entire temple are undoubtedly the most precious, even treasures that only gods can use. Noble, elegant, holy... Exhaustive words like this cannot describe the crucifixion. The beauty of the temple of God.

However, Ye Ting frowned slightly.

Because it is too dim here.

Although the **** system of the cross religion is completely different from the other **** systems, it has only one main god, and this main **** does not have a specific priesthood, but is absolutely omnipotent, but this does not mean that this **** has no preference for power.

For example, light, justice, sacredness, creation, prophecy, order... are obviously the most commonly used powers of Jehovah.

But such powers as darkness, evil, depravity, destruction, desire, chaos, etc. are not pleasing to Jehovah. Although as the Almighty God, he can also use these powers, he basically will not really use these areas in front of people. strength.

As for the gods, the power they hold and love is usually manifested in their temples and residences.

In short, the gods of agriculture and the earth are keen on fertile farmland; the gods of plants and hunting like to live in the jungle; the gods of fire and forging will go with magma; the gods of sky and thunder never love to live in In the crypt...

As a **** who loves to use light and positive power, the temple of Jehovah should be extremely sacred and glorious, but Ye Ting found that it was a little too dim here.

"The atmosphere here is really weird."

At this moment, a deep but majestic voice came from the depths of the main hall.

It resembles a man and a woman, an old man and a child, a saint and a prisoner. It doesn't seem to contain any emotions, but it seems to contain everything.

"——Long time no see, my friend, you are finally here."

Even though he had never heard such a voice, Ye Ting immediately distinguished the owner of the voice--that is, the master here, the main **** of the cross religion, the sacred heavenly father, and the supreme lord, Jehovah.

"Yes, here I am."

Following the voice, Ye Ting went all the way forward, came to the depths of the temple, and saw the owner of the voice.

If you look at it from appearance alone, the appearance of the only **** of the cross religion has changed drastically compared to the Canaanite **** Yili: He used to be tall and strong, with a thick beard, although his personality was a little weak, but only by appearance. Look is undoubtedly an absolute male god.

But now He, dressed in a plain white robe without any decorations, with long silver hair, sitting on a gorgeous throne, his appearance is like a voice, like a man and a woman, like an old man and a child, like The saint is like a prisoner. It doesn't seem to contain any characteristics, but it seems to contain everything. When different people see him, they will have different impressions of him according to their own opinions.

But the only commonality that everyone can feel is the incomparable sacredness and sublime in him. Unconsciously, it will make people feel embarrassed, slavish maidservant knees in front of him, bow their heads and bow down.

The sacred light enveloped him, it is not dazzling, but it can make people feel its warmth unconsciously, and subtly feel close to him.

If it is a mortal who comes to visit him, even if the mortal is the most powerful magician and warrior, or a certain powerful hero or demigod, as long as the will is not firm enough, he will unknowingly suffer from this heavenly father. To become His followers.

There is no doubt that this hand does not work for Ye Ting. As for Altila, the various gods killed by the killing **** back then are unknown, and the influence of the Lord is nothing but pediatrics to her.

Even so, Ye Ting secretly nodded to Jehovah's hand.

"It's worthy of being a **** of the cross religion. It's different from those gods in terms of developing believers and managing beliefs-it's quite professional just by looking at it."

Of course, Ye Ting said that he would not say it in person.

When Ye Ting walked all the way to the front of the throne, Jehovah stood up and greeted with a smile on his face.

"Ye Ting, my friend, for thousands of years, we finally met again."

"Yes, thousands of years." Ye Ting nodded, and said in a nostalgic tone, "Back then, you were still a downright **** king. After a thousand years, you already have such an amazing foundation."

When Ye Ting talked about his downfall, Jehovah's face changed insignificantly, but he immediately returned to his previous smile.

"Yes, I also want to thank you for the help you gave back then, so that I can have everything I have today."

"I just gave you a light push, and the most important thing is your hard work."

The two were just like old friends, praising each other hypocritically.

Next to Ye Ting, Altila looked at Ye Ting with a puzzled look. Before coming, her master was not friendly when she mentioned the **** of the cross religion, but why is the dialogue between the two now so? What about harmony?

Obviously until now, she could still feel the emotion of disdain in Ye Ting's heart.

Altila was still so innocent and ignorant about matters outside the battle.

In Altila's confusion, Ye Ting and Jehovah were like a pair of real old friends, constantly recalling the past, and talking round after round of hypocrisy, finally, the topic returned to Ye Ting's intention.

"Then, my friend, what is the purpose of your visit?"

Having been so courteous with Jehovah, and now finally returning to the subject, Ye Ting just became impatient, so he gave the answer straightforwardly.

"In the past, in order to enable you to have the power of revenge, I gave you the seeds of Genesis Eden. In a blink of an eye, a thousand years later, your power is already so powerful, all your enemies have been punished, and your gods are re-established. Now, it’s time to return Genesis Eden."

"Return ‘Genesis Eden’?" Upon hearing this, the face of Jehovah, who had a gentle smile, immediately became angry.

"After thousands of years,'Genesis Eden' has grown to where it is today in my hands, and now you actually propose to return it? Then sit back and enjoy my results? Sure enough, I heard about your visit, I know your purpose: You didn’t have good intentions back then-you gave me this kind of child back then, and you are ready for today, right?"