Cloud Thinking

"I will give you everything you want, as long as you always maintain your greed, are not afraid to show your ambition, and dare to plunder everything you desire. No matter when and where, the God of War will protect you."

Watersiser placed his hand gently on Helia's head like a loving parent, stroking her head again and again. Power was continuously infused from His hands into Helia's body. The already powerful magic power became manic because of this sudden power, bumping around in her body, but soon it was controlled by the powerful external force and wilted, quietly blending into it, flowing quietly in her body.

"Thank God for His generosity." Helia felt as if she was being swept by a full power from her toes to the top of her head. It was a very satisfying feeling that made her unable to stop and wanted to get more under the impulse of greed.

"Perhaps, you can change your name." Watsise lowered his eyes and stared at the pitifully thin child. For the first time, he did not have any thoughts of cruelty in his heart. On the contrary, he felt sympathy for the child. For him who held the power of war, compassion was a rare thing in the world. It could even be doubted that he did not have such a thing at all. But when facing Helia, he felt that he did have it.

He sympathized with this child who was running desperately on a road that would never reach its end. How pitiful he was! He knew the end was death, but he still stubbornly wanted to live.

Or maybe it was his greed that was at work, urging him to get more from this child.

"What do you want me to call you?" Helia raised her head and looked into Watersiser's eyes without being humble or arrogant.

This is a confirmation of what kind of relationship they have with each other, is it just a cooperative relationship based on interests? Or does He want to develop it into something else?

Watersiser stared into her eyes and thought: That's right. He finally understood why he had cherished this tiny human being. There was a fire burning in this fragile body, just like Him in the past, so weak, yet so tenacious.

"In a sense, without me, there would be no you." Wattsise retracted his hands, his fingertips accidentally brushing her neck, and then he put them behind his back and said thoughtfully: "You were born because of me, and I gave birth to your existence. And in the words of your race, everyone's life is given by their parents."

"So, perhaps I can be called your father."

Helia: . . . . .

Helia: ?????

What? You want to be my dad? Your hobbies are pretty special!

Could it be that because Watersise was born as a divine body and had never conceived offspring, he wanted to raise a child to experience the joy of being a father? If so, it seemed to explain why the tone of "He" speaking to her from the first time they met until now was... the kind of loving feeling that made her feel a little physically uncomfortable.

But the problem is, she already has a father! She can't possibly find another father! She didn't grow up eating at many people's homes, it's too weird to find a father everywhere!

After considering for a moment, Helia replied cautiously: "If you don't mind, I would like to call you father."

Sub-father, or second father, is a little inferior to Claude, who gave birth to her life, but after all, a second father is still a father! There is not much difference!

"Father? Not bad, it's a fresh title." Watersise accepted it well. Looking at him, it seemed that he really found some freshness and fun in being a father.

"Father, will you always be by my side whenever I need you?" Helia asked. After confirming their relationship, she felt that she could push a little further, which would be in line with her greedy image.

"My child, whenever you need me, just call my name. I will be by your side at all costs." Watsise made His promise, which seemed very heavy and sincere, but Helia knew very well that He would say the nice words, and she would also say them. As for whether they would be fulfilled or not, that would depend on the situation.

But Helia needed this formal commitment, which was like an invisible bond that bound the two together.

"I won't let my father down. Please forgive me for leaving first." Helia got the power and promise she wanted. Next, it was time to deal with the guy outside.

"I'm waiting for your good news here." Watersise smiled and sent her away from this pure white land. Looking at the child's back as she left, he inexplicably felt a sense of melancholy. Is this the necessary psychological process of raising a child?

It's much more interesting than I imagined.

When she opened her eyes again, the huge figure in the sky still kept his gaze on her, but unlike before, she no longer felt the suffocating pressure, but a very strong sense of security. The power flowed in her body, moving with her will. She turned around and smiled at Talosk, watching his expression twisted little by little.

"My father said that greed is the most beautiful quality of human beings. I think so too." She said with a smile, and then she held the heart in her hand to her mouth. Under Talosk's shocked expression, she opened her mouth and showed her sharp fangs.

Talosk felt as if his soul was being pulled and torn apart from different directions by countless hands. The pain of being torn apart spread out. The pain would not kill him immediately, but would be extremely long-lasting, making his life worse than death, and it was as dense as ants gnawing at him.

"He actually responded to you..." Talosk said in disbelief, suppressing the pain of his soul being devoured.

The God of War, Watersese, is also known as the God of Greed. He holds not only the power of war, but he is also the master of greed.

So when Helia had answered her question about how to give him the gift of death, he subconsciously thought that Helia was going to use the power of Watersise sealed in her body to send him off. The power from the ancient gods was indeed strong enough to destroy him.

But what he never expected was that the remaining will of the God of War actually responded to Helia's call and gave her the power of devouring.

There is a huge difference between the two!

If Watersise could respond to Helia's prayer, it would mean that his consciousness had recovered to the point where he could dominate Helia's body. In other words, as long as he wanted, he could break out of her body and ascend to heaven and become a god.

Although it was not clear what kind of agreement Helia had reached with Watersise, and they had temporarily formed a state of peaceful coexistence, and even generously shared power with her, but since she had the consciousness of an awakened ancient god in her body, it was likely that she would find it difficult to accept Osinoto's will.

What they wanted was to make Helia their god instead of Osinoto, not to give their gods to the god of war as food for him to devour.

Helia made her choice. She chose greed, she chose war, she chose a path that would ultimately destroy her.

The heart that could withstand the roasting of fire and the cutting of a knife was like a piece of soft and sticky meat in Helia's mouth. She only needed to hold it lightly and with a little force, she could tear off a large piece of meat.

Helia's appetite was finally satisfied at this moment. She bit and chewed the heart as if she was eating some delicious food. Golden blood flowed out from the hole, staining her clean hands with a layer of light gold.

In addition, there was golden blood on her cheeks and corners of her mouth. She ate voraciously like a starving ghost, without caring about her image. The more she ate, the hungrier she felt, and the more she ate, the more delicious it tasted, as if her stomach had become a bottomless pit and she could never eat enough.

"Greed will inevitably lead to destruction. You will regret it..." Before his soul was completely shattered, Talosk looked at Helia who was gnawing at him like a beast, and said firmly.

After swallowing the last bite, Helia scraped the blood on her teeth with her tongue, and then licked her hands stained with golden blood like an elegant cat, until her hands became white again, and then she reluctantly withdrew her tongue.

A golden light flashed in her sapphire eyes, and the heart in her chest beat more vigorously. The power of the heart poured into her body during the eating process. She clenched her hands and felt even stronger.

She licked her lips, her pupils shrank almost to a slit, and she looked around in a daze, muttering, "I'm still so hungry..."

Her eyes fell on the corpses piled up like building blocks on the battlefield. Some of her blood dripped onto the corpse in broken armor at her feet while she was eating. She stared at the small piece of gold stained with blood and swallowed.

Just as she was about to bend down and do something like a wild animal, the sound of a bell "dong" brought Helia back to her senses. Her pupils suddenly dilated and returned to their original round shape. She lowered her eyes and looked at her hands in confusion and fear, thinking back to what she had just done, and fear came over her.

Just now, she was like a wild beast, with only the instinctive thought of eating in her mind. She was dominated by the desire to devour, and was no different from the mad tiger that killed so many children in the orphanage...

Wait! Did she forget something?

Orphanage...

Children! I must go out and see how the children are doing!

When Hilda led the city defense forces to the Duru Orphanage, the sun had just risen. She could smell the disturbing smell of blood from a long distance away. She turned her back to the rising sun and pushed open the half-closed door. She saw Helia kneeling in the lobby, with the statue of the goddess of love Sophieline behind her. She was holding a dead, bloody child in her arms, with lifeless eyes and mumbling something.

"Aya!" Hilda rushed forward when she saw Helia, knelt on one knee in front of her, put the sword in her hand aside, held her shoulder with one hand, and asked worriedly: "Are you okay?"

Helia ignored her and continued to stare at a certain place in a trance, holding the child tightly in her hands and talking non-stop.

"Aya? Aya! What are you talking about? What happened? Tell me!" Hilda was a little anxious. It had been a week since Helia disappeared from the birthday party. She had searched the entire city but couldn't find her.

It was not until last night that the patrol team reported that a child from the Dulu Orphanage had run out to ask for help, claiming that Her Royal Highness the Princess was in the orphanage, that they urgently mobilized the team to rush here, but they did not expect to see this hellish scene...

In addition to Helia and the child in her arms, there were five small corpses that were arranged and laid flat under the statue of the goddess. Their faces were very calm, their hands were crossed neatly on their waists, and they were covered with a layer of white cloth - that was torn off the dining table by Helia.

Hilda leaned closer to Helia and finally heard what she was muttering.

I'm sorry. She kept repeating these three words.

The child in her arms was Fanny, who gave her the clue, and one of the five corpses behind her was Assini.

These five children all lived in the same room. Fortunately, Crazy Tiger did not kill them room by room. He should have first killed Demary, who knew the most information, and then came to Fanny and the others' room, and brutally killed them while the children were still sleeping.

Only one child survived because he hid in the closet. The other five children all had their necks, limbs and hands broken. Fanny was the worst off. Her chest was empty, with only a piece of bloody flesh left, and her internal organs had been eaten by the tiger.