The pope glanced at her and his smile grew deeper.

Nanting:?

*

Outside the distant domain, the two gods used the starry sky as the battlefield to engage in a terrifying battle - the stars collapsed and the light and shadows were born and destroyed.

The giant scythe in the hand of the Dark God suddenly paused slightly, which made the pressure of the God of Light, which was blocking the staff, suddenly lightened.

"I don't want to play for billions of years like last time." The black-haired god said casually, "Why don't we make a bet."

"I refuse." The God of Light spoke without thinking.

The Dark God sighed in a pretentious manner: "I originally wanted to say... see which of us she would choose."

"If it's this, I'll bet with you." The God of Light raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke almost confidently, "Her choice will always be me."

"Is that?" The Dark God smiled slightly, "But I don't want to bet with you now, because she won't even have a chance to choose you."

With this sentence, the long sickle in the hand of the Dark God fell again and attacked the Light God with a storm-like attack.

"No matter how much damage you cause, I can heal myself." The God of Light narrowed his golden eyes, "It's meaningless. Will that bet continue? The God of Losing gave up everything, including her."
Chapter completed!