After leaving the world of all NPCs

"How adorable it would be for our self-deprecating and stubborn Little Seven Sins to fall hopelessly in love with me."

Nanashi's body suddenly stiffened, as if struck by invisible lightning!

The emerald green pupils lost focus for a moment.

Fall in love...fall in love with him?

Shock washed over her like a tsunami.

Then came an overwhelming wave of self-denial.

"You...what crazy things are you talking about? You're lying! You're lying again...someone like me, someone who is ugly and disgusting...filthy from the inside out."

"Who would do this for me?! Who would want my kiss?! Who would... who would..."

"You must just want to see me...see me acting like a fool and then laugh at me!"

The inferiority complex in her heart was like the strongest armor, wrapping her tightly.

Nanashi would never believe that there is light in this world and is willing to embrace an ugly speck of dust like her.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you," Ye Zuochen spread his hands, his face frank, "I'm a lolita fan."

Nana's crying and accusations came to an abrupt end.

The emerald green pupils widened instantly!

Clam???

My mind goes blank.

He was immersed in the abyss of self-loathing the previous second, but the next second he was dizzy by this earth-shattering statement!

Lolita... Lolita lover?!

This reason was so absurd, so straightforward, and so...it caught her off guard.

Seeing Qi Sins' expression as if he had been paused, Ye Zuochen raised his eyebrows with pleasure.

"It seems you don't want to?" He shrugged indifferently, and the arm covered with platinum scales was casually retracted. The torn iron door cracks began to slowly heal, and the light was fading.

"Never mind. Anyway..."

Ye Zuochen pretended to turn around, his tone light and airy, as if discarding a useless toy, "My harem is large enough, and I don't need an ugly little dwarf pet like you."

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Just when the crack was about to close completely, an urgent cry suddenly rang out!

Qi Zui almost lunged forward instinctively, his skinny little hands desperately breaking through the thorns and tightly grasping the tip of the pure white light wing at Ye Zuochen's right elbow!

"Don't go!" She almost yelled, "I...I...I like you!"

This sentence seemed to have exhausted all her courage in her life, with a determination to break the jar.

"I love you so much I'm going crazy! From the moment you went back in time and appeared in front of me, I couldn't help myself! Okay! Are you satisfied?!"

Nanashi stared at his turned profile, his face covered with tears and snot, looking miserable, but his eyes were extremely serious.

Ye Zuochen stopped and turned around slowly.

Looking at Nanashi's appearance at this moment, a knowing smile appeared on his face, as if to say "As expected".

"Oh? You're finally willing to tell me? But what a pity..." Ye Zuochen stretched out his scaly-covered fingers, gently lifted her small chin, and forced her to look up at him.

"I just missed the great opportunity for you to kiss me."

Qizai's heart sank suddenly.

Ye Zuochen's fingers stroked the skin of her chin. "Now... if you want to stay by my side, you can only be a pet."

Unexpectedly, when he heard the word "pet", there was no humiliation or anger in Qishi's eyes. Instead, there was a trace of relief and a strange sense of security.

Pets.

There is no need for equal love, no need for the inferiority complex of worrying about gains and losses, only obedience and dependence...

Maybe it would be easier for her?

Nanashi's fingers gripping Guangyi tightened unconsciously, as if he was grabbing the only piece of driftwood.

Ye Zuochen looked at her like this and snorted incoherently: "Tsk... you really are hopelessly inferior."

"never mind."

He moved his fingers from her chin and touched her violently heaving chest, then touched her heart through the tattered paper robe covered in obscenities.

"Now, tell me properly...how much do you love me?"

Every word was like a brand, burning into her soul.

Nanashi's body trembled violently, and complex emotions surged in her emerald green pupils: shame, anger, resignation, and a hint of desire to be needed.

“You…you…”

She sniffed and cursed through gritted teeth, "Lolita-loving pervert!"

The words have not yet been spoken!

He didn't know where he got the courage from, but by holding on to the light wings to support his body, he suddenly leaned most of his body forward from the cradle of thorns.

The thin body covered with a tattered paper robe looked like a moth flying into the fire.

The lips, stained with tears and a salty scent, were awkwardly pressed against Ye Zuochen's thin lips.

Om-!

At the moment their lips touched!

A golden thread, seemingly real and illusory, emerged from Ye Zuochen's open chest at the heart position without warning. One end was connected to his heart, and the other end, like a swimming fish, instantly pierced into Qi Zui's heart.

The golden light rushed along the silk thread and instantly flowed through Qi Sin's whole body!

[Gilded Heart-Wrapping Silk] instantly stabilized Qishi's spirit. The charred paper covering his body turned into ashes and dissipated in an instant, like ice and snow thrown into a raging fire.

The cold metal rings and chains that bound her hands and feet broke piece by piece.

The dark thorns that were wrapped around her quickly withered and turned into ashes.

The dazzling golden light enveloped her petite body.

In the light, the ragged and blasphemous "shroud of slander" quickly faded away.

A pointed hat inlaid with several uncut emeralds that sparkled with a warm green light reappeared on top of her messy light green hair.

A pair of loose and comfortable dark green lantern shorts with suspenders covered her slender legs.

Colorful socks of varying lengths and printed with star and crescent patterns wrapped around her tiny ankles.

A pair of pointed leather boots replaced the cold shackles.

At the same time, the reversing spiritual power that was surging in his body quickly stabilized under the light of the flowing golden threads, like a tamed wild horse.

The thorns that had entangled her vanished, and the gigantic <Locked Mirror Punishment> demon king let out a low whine before transforming into a dark stream of light and dissipating into the air.

Qizui's body lost its support and fell downwards, but was caught steadily by Ye Zuochen's arm covered with platinum scales.

The setting sun melted into gold, dyeing the deserted long street into a dim yellow mixed with blood orange and rust.

Ye Zuochen held Qi Zui's slender and petite body in his arms and stood in the center of this bleak canvas.

A few strands of the girl's light green messy hair leaked out from under the pointed emerald hat brim, her emerald pupils were hidden in the shadow of the brim, and there were traces of undried tears and a hint of unnatural blush on her cheeks.

She moved uneasily, her slender fingers subconsciously clenching the fabric on Ye Zuochen's chest, then hurriedly let go, and instead pulled the brim of her hat down hard, as if she wanted to completely hide her entire shy and frightened little face in that pitiful shadow.

Ye Zuochen lowered his head, looking at the body in his arms that seemed to be weightless. "Qiqi, I actually have a lot to say to you, but it seems a little too late now."

"what?"

Seven sins are not solved.

Rumble!

Lightning struck from the void without warning, and a torrent of plasma as thick as a collapsing skyscraper, carrying the breath of annihilation of all things, slammed heavily onto where the two men stood.

The ground silently turned to dust the moment of contact, and a huge deep pit with a diameter of more than 50 meters appeared out of thin air. The edges were as smooth as a mirror, and the bottom was unseen. It emitted hot white smoke and the pungent smell of ozone and scorched earth.

The shock wave was like a transparent giant fist, carrying shattered asphalt, steel debris and scorching air, and spreading out in a circular shape, blowing away the already twisted abandoned vehicles and building debris around it like pieces of paper.

Ye Zuochen's figure disappeared before the lightning touched the ground. The next moment, he appeared at a relatively intact street corner hundreds of meters away, holding Qi Zui.

“To appear at this time…”

"what happened?"

Nanashi in his arms let out a short scream.

In the center of the deep pit, amidst the smoke and lingering electric arcs, a huge battle axe was inserted diagonally into the hot and shiny rocks at the bottom of the pit.

The axe body is simple and heavy, with a dark bronze color that has gone through endless years. The axe blade is wide and ferocious, and the edge is flowing with purple lightning that has not yet been extinguished.

The axe handle was thick and humming.

Ye Zuochen had seen this axe before, just thirty years ago...

"What a hassle..." The rumbling sound of thunder, thick with the weight of drunkenness, rumbled from the bottomless pit. "Can't you just stay quiet and save me some energy?"

A huge hand suddenly grabbed the axe handle, and then a majestic body like a mobile fortress slowly rose from the pit.

He was over three meters tall, standing in the dusk light like an ancient bronze statue.

His body was like rough, thick red copper, his muscles were knotted and bulging, full of explosive power, and his huge belly bulged and undulated like a furnace.

Countless twisted and coiled thick hairs and beards cascaded from his jaw to his broad chest like a burning waterfall.

Across his waist was a huge leather wine flask, which could be called a wine barrel for ordinary people, and it exuded the rich sweet aroma of mead.

The terrifying battle axe that could tear the earth apart was casually picked up by a giant hand covered in heavy bronze armor. Compared to his huge body, the terrifying axe seemed a little small.

The moment he saw the other person, Ye Zuochen felt as if every part of his body was injected with boiling magma.

The "irreconcilable" bond that comes from the deepest part of fate is like a dormant volcano being ignited in an instant, and the violent power roars and surges in the blood!

The gods appeared!

"My name is Perun. Do you remember this, you drifting boy?"

He seemed unfazed by the initial nervousness of hostility. He slowly grasped the massive wine jug at his waist, tilted his head back, and took a swig. The amber mead flowed down his copper beard. "Although from the beginning, it was my responsibility to eliminate the 'wild spirits who failed to become gods' that emerged in this era, now, it seems a small problem has arisen."

Ye Zuochen hugged Qizui tightly and said, "It seems that my Qizui accidentally triggered the [Hero's Arrival] mechanism."

Perun turned to Qi Sin, who was trembling and buried his face in Ye Zuochen's arms.

Just a glimpse!

Like a real mountain crashing down, divine might instantly enveloped the Seven Sins.

The girl's body trembled violently, her teeth chattered, her emerald pupils shrank to pinpoints out of pure fear, and even her breathing almost stopped.

She could clearly "feel" that in the eyes of this being, she was as small as a speck of dust that could be wiped away at any time.

"Hmph," Perron retracted his gaze, his voice still dripping with drunken laziness. "If it hadn't been reversed, it wouldn't have mattered. I could have just turned a blind eye and let it go. But now that it's reversed, unleashing the filthy power of evil, I have no choice but to act according to the rules. After all, this world you traded to [Mythology] does have a lot to do with our Slavic mythology."

"The child has returned to normal." Ye Zuochen protected Qi Zui behind him.

Peren glanced at the Seven Sins' purely elven-style pointed hat and bloomers again, and paused slightly, as if confirming something.

"Drifter, although I can't tell you about the Undead Realm..."

"Tsk, no, I should say that the memory of that place in this fragment of my soul is originally vague, but! My instinct tells me that it seems to stop you from doing something."

He took another big gulp of mead, and seemed to think that thinking was too troublesome, so he simply hung the huge wine jug heavily back on his waist, making a dull thud.

"I'm really not used to using my brain!"

Perron's voice suddenly rose, "So...how about we just do it?!"

He suddenly raised the dark bronze giant axe in his hand, and pointed the axe blade directly at Ye Zuochen. The jumping lightning crackled on the axe blade, and the dusk street was instantly illuminated in a pale white!

The violent fighting spirit erupted like a physical storm, centered around Him.

"I kill you, or you kill me!"

The aura around Ye Zuochen suddenly solidified, and he became like a peerless and ferocious weapon drawn from its sheath.

"Okay, Mr. Thor, but you don't seem to be the God of Disobedience, but a spirit. Do you think you can defeat me just by relying on the spirit?"

"Kid, you can try."