After all of them are reborn, who would still want to marry 2.5 Jo Satoru?

Asgard is on high alert and enters level one combat readiness status.

On Earth, the atmosphere between Grisha and Ruri, who were still in the mountain house, was much warmer.

There was a Genji-chan nearby, most likely stunned by the light? Or by the pressure? Or by the hypnosis? But it didn't matter. In Grisha's eyes, he didn't exist at all.

When you meet again, there shouldn't be any irrelevant people waiting there.

Grisha looked quietly at the girl in front of him. She looked completely different from before, with long silver-white hair and indigo eyes. Even the light in her pupils was a little dimmer than before.

But he recognized her at once.

This is a girl who has experienced death, imprisonment, loneliness and helplessness, but still bravely moves forward.

This is the girl he has liked for many years, from birth to death, and from death to birth, he still likes her.

It was Miss Zhenbao whom he had missed for many years. He missed her when he was a human, and he still missed her after he became a god.

When he was swallowed by the Chaos Sea, she was taken to another world by Sefirah Castle. When he experienced betrayal, she experienced death. His humanity and divinity were separated. When he was struggling to make plans, she was imprisoned in a strange world.

Then die again.

They stumbled along the way, and when they met again, they were no longer the same as before.

But he still loved her.

If we meet again someday, how shall I congratulate you?

With tears, with silence.

With hugs and laughter.

Grisha had imagined the scene of their reunion countless times.

I thought about this when I just crawled out of the sea of ​​chaos.

He had imagined that she, like him, had survived the apocalypse by chance, and that they would fight side by side to destroy the ancient gods and rebuild a glorious era.

From then on, their names would appear next to each other in myths and epics.

I thought about it when I became the Sun God and established the divine court.

He had imagined that she, like the God of Night, was hung in Sefirah Castle by the Lord of Mysteries and would be lowered down together.

That way, no matter where she was or what she looked like, he would find her, recognize her, take her to the Divine Court, prepare the potion for her, and accompany her all the way to the highest point.

I thought about it when splitting into humanity and divinity.

Only the true creator of humanity missed her so much, but did not dare to see her in that appearance. So when he was awake, he cursed the three damn traitors all day long, but when he was unconscious, he would still mention her name.

Only the divine Adam missed her, missed the good old days, and missed the puppy waltz that still rang in his ears.

That was one of His few but incredibly solid anchors.

Grisha thought about what kind of clothes he would wear, how much smile he would put on his face, and what words he would say when they met again.

When she is saying something, walk over and hold her hand. When she finishes saying something, hug her in your arms and kiss her.

He had thought about it many times and rehearsed it many times.

But at this moment, he just stood there, standing still; just looking at her, without blinking.

"Grishenka, did you dye your hair?"

Liuli was the first to speak, and she seemed a little surprised. "Although you look handsome with black hair, it looks weird to dye half of it and leave the other half."

Finally someone called him like this again.

Finally, someone knew about Grishenka again.

He was a little sad for a moment and didn't know how to reply to her.

"oops."

Liuli smiled, and when she spoke she naturally switched to Russian, very fluent Russian.

"Grisha, Grishenka, are you going to cry?"

"You cried when we parted, will you cry again when we meet again?"

"Come on, come on, cry in my arms, I will pretend not to see you, and I will definitely not laugh at you."

She laughed as she spoke, completely failing to keep her own words.

She's always like this.

He says what he wants but cannot do what he says, like a shrewd liar, a cunning witch, and a hateful thief.

Amon's naughty habits and playful personality must have all been inherited from her, otherwise he wouldn't be so cute.

Grisha thought fiercely in his heart, then strode over and hugged her.

The man who had become God replied to her in Chinese sullenly, his tone drawn out like before, like the sweet honey that every little bear loved.

"You didn't cry, you didn't cry when we parted, and you even laughed at me when we met again."

"Liuli, you don't say you miss me, nor do you say you love me."

"There's no other way." Liuli held his face with her hands. The Slavic woman's height of 1.9 meters forced her to stand on tiptoe to do this.

"Because meeting you is such a happy thing, so happy that I can't help but smile."

"I'm so happy to see you, so happy to hear you speak Chinese to me, so happy to have you call my name like this, so happy to hug you again."

"I've never been this happy in all these years."

Grisha hugged her waist and rested his forehead against hers. As their lips moved, he felt his whole heart soften unbelievably.

"Me too."

"Me too, dear."

"It's so good to see you."

The world was destroyed, homes were gone, gods died, the kingdom of God collapsed, and the glory disappeared.

Everything that was once thought to be eternal is gone.

Fortunately, I can still see you.

……

The Master and the Heroic Spirit on this side were so sweet that they almost reconciled on the spot and found a hotel to spend the night together to recuperate. However, the atmosphere on the other side was not very harmonious.

To say that disharmony is good is to say the least.

A more accurate description would be that the situation is tense and that the next second there will be flashes of swords and blood.

Nidhogg, a dragon by race, a Black King by profession, formerly known as Lu Mingfei, is a loser.

There was once a man whose main job was to make wishes but who also worked part-time as a devil’s younger brother. If you gave him a quarter of your soul, he would help him with everything.

He died later.

He once had a reliable senior sister whom he had a crush on for many years. She saved him and accompanied him on adventures and escapes.

He died later.

There was once a cold and gossipy senior brother who helped him find a place to fight and save his life many times, and was even willing to break the groom's axle to help him get married.

He died later.

There was once a reliable boss who passed the throne to him, treated him as the successor to the student union, and gave him a car and a group of school beauties in white dresses.

He died later.

There was once a little monster who fell in love with him at first sight, and regarded him as a hero, a good man, and another little monster in the world. At the last moment of his life, he still thought Sukura was the best.

He died later.

There was once a majestic mother who said to him, Lu Mingfei, you are the best baby in the world. No matter what happens, you are the one I gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy. I was born to love you, have always loved you, and will love you forever.

He died later.

There was once a father...

Well, this one is dead.

In short, all humans and non-humans who had any connection with Lu Mingfei were killed.

Finally, he got the so-called power and authority and became the supreme ruler. Every day, he sat on the throne, either in a daze or sleeping. What he missed most were the days when he played StarCraft in the Internet cafe not far from Shilan High School.

Everyone is still alive and everyone is living a good life.

Including him.

Lu Mingfei, who has become the Black King Nidhogg, has the job of destroying the world, and his work attitude is to slack off every day.

Finally, God couldn't stand His condition anymore, so one day, a voice suddenly asked Him:

"Do you want to go back to the past? Do you want to change your fate?"

Lu Mingfei, who was sleeping soundly, opened his mouth impatiently: "I want to..."

I miss you, uncle!

Then He was delivered by the Holy Grail.

At this moment, in front of Him, Ange raised his hand expressionlessly.

"Use all your Command Spells, Lancer Nidhogg, and commit suicide."