And when he thought of the Special Zone, the corners of Mozo's mouth couldn't help but twitch for a moment.
No matter from which angle he looked at it, he could not criticize Her Majesty the Queen who created the Special Zone. But at the same time, no matter from which angle he looked at it, Mozo and the goddesses were completely screwed by this Special Zone.
Even Mozo didn't know whether he should thank the Special Administrative Region and the Queen.
After all, if there were no special zones, Mozo should have ended his absurd performance in the dream opera very early on and devoted himself to being the king of a certain goddess.
Most likely, he would stay quietly on La's lap, feeling the soft glow of the twin sacred trees and listening to the rustling sound on the table, and fall asleep peacefully.
It could also be in the earlier dream opera that was torn up by an unknown existence. Although Mozo still doesn't know what that dream opera is, since someone would deliberately tear up his memory of that period of history, it undoubtedly means that the people involved at that time are still alive today.
But if there were no Special Zone, Mozo would not have had so many experiences and encounters.
After observing for a long time, Mozo's eyes fell on the goddess' dazzling golden hair that was as bright as the sun.
After opening his mouth, Mozo was surprised to find that he didn't know how to start.
Among the many goddesses, Bernadette is the one that Mozo remembers the most and also the one that hurt him the most.
After all, Bernadette was the heroine of his last dream opera.
Mozo still remembers what a bad joke he played on the girl in front of him above the golden sea of flowers.
The relationship between God and the king is the most noble and inviolable relationship in the world.
But Mozo has played with this most sacred contract time and time again.
After a long time, Mozo said with a little stuttering:
"Yes, I'm sorry."
This sentence finally caused the goddess, who had always had a wooden expression, to react violently.
She frowned and looked at Mozo, then squatted down, stretched out her hands and carefully stroked Mozo's cheek.
During this period, Bernadette's expression was changing slightly.
No words were needed, just one glance and Mozo understood everything.
Bernadette's emotions had disappeared so severely that even though she rushed over, she was unable to make the expression she wanted to express.
This discovery made Mozo even more confused about how to start speaking.
Mozo could only sit there blankly, wondering how much sin he had committed due to his ignorance and playfulness.
But what made Mozo feel a little relieved was that when the king who served as the anchor came back, the goddess's feelings that had been lost seemed to begin to return.
Because Mozo found that although Bernadette's expression was still mainly wooden, he could already see some emotions in her eyes that were different from before.
Although it is small, it has at least become visibly richer.
What made Mozo feel even more uncomfortable was that there were confusion, puzzlement, surprise and many other emotions in those eyes, but even in such eyes that could reveal guilt, Mozo could not find a trace of anger or resentment towards him.
After opening his mouth in confusion again, Mozo was suddenly aware of an inexplicable chill on his cheek.
It came from Bernadette's hand, and the coolness slowly slid down like flowing water.
After pulling down Bernadette's hand with doubt, Mozo discovered that the palm of Bernadette's hand had cracked into several pieces at some point.
At this moment, the palm of the hand that was still emitting a faint glow was slowly flowing with the blood of the goddess.
That is not the scarlet blood that ordinary people know, but the cold, jade-like blue starry sky.
This isn't some ridiculous poisoning; it's just one of the small proofs that gods are different from mortals.
But how could God bleed
Bernadette noticed Mozo's eyes and quickly pulled her hand back like a frightened animal.
Then he hid it behind himself timidly.
It seemed that she didn't want Mozo to worry about her wound. But after a moment, Bernadette exclaimed again and quickly rolled up the hem of her skirt with her other hand, carefully wiping the blood off Mozo's face.
Mozo helplessly held down Bernadette's hand that was wiping her cheek, then took the injured hand and placed it in front of his eyes.
Looking at the wound that was slowly healing and then slowly opening, Mozo said with certainty:
"It was the wound caused by the Demonic Disaster, right? You crushed the seal made by the uniqueness of the Demonic Disaster, right?"
Because Mozo was holding her hand, the goddess seemed somewhat happy and nodded imperceptibly.
To kill a god so directly and quickly, there is naturally a price to pay.
Apart from this small wound, the biggest price the goddess paid was the complete loss of the uniqueness of the magic disaster.
Because she brazenly crushed the seal of 0-004 Disaster Badge.
From now on, no one knows where the uniqueness of this demonic path will be scattered.
But for the goddess Bernadette, it's all worth it, or it doesn't matter at all.
Because no matter whether she was there or now, all she could think about was immediately killing this lunatic who dared to hurt her king!
Mozo felt distressed but didn't know what to do, so he could only slowly stroke the back of Bernadette's hand.
In response, Bernadette looked at Mozo for a long time, then chuckled and reached out to hold Mozo's hand.
Mozo looked up and saw Bernadette smiling and shaking her head. But it was such a faint smile that no one except King Mozo could see it.
"You want me to not worry? But how can I do that? After all, even if it's not my fault, I will still feel bad, not to mention that this is all caused by me."
Bernadette's response was just to shake her head more gently and then look at Mozo intently.
She had hoped so much to see the face of her God, and now it had finally come true!
But now I should call myself the king, right
That’s pretty good too!
Seeing this, Mozo could only look at the palm of his hand, which was difficult to heal but was indeed recovering on its own.
Then he asked Bernadette another question:
"Why aren't you talking? Is there something wrong?"
This sentence made Bernadette hesitate. Mozo did not urge her, but just looked at her quietly.
This kind of silence and look made Bernadette realize that she could not escape.
So, she could only speak with a slightly frustrated expression:
"I'm afraid you'll be unhappy."
The sound was very smooth, but also very cold.
Years of emotional loss not only made Bernadette not know how to express her feelings, but also made her unable to speak passionate words.
Cold machinery.
That’s the best description of Bernadette’s voice.
Although it was obvious that she really wanted to change this, and she also had the possibility of changing it, after all, the king who served as the anchor point had returned, but the long-term cause and effect could not be changed overnight.
So after saying these words, saying that she had tried her best but still felt so cold, Bernadette's expression became more and more depressed.
Although to outsiders, it looked like he just lowered his head expressionlessly.
However, as the king of Goddess Bernadette, Mozo could see the frustration and sadness hidden in the goddess' eyes.
Mozo didn't quite know how to respond, he could only hold Bernadette's hand and said:
"You know I won't hate you for this."
"But I hate it!"
Mozo was speechless again. Yes, many things are never determined by one person's opinion.
Besides, this is his own problem.
And the problems he brought were more than just that... .
Oh my goodness, can’t you really give me a chance to start over
Mozzo didn't dare to say sorry to Bernadette anymore, because that would be a shameful act of making himself feel good but making the other person feel uncomfortable.
After thinking for a long time, Mozo finally found a solution that was not very good, but at least useful - changing the subject!
"Since you destroyed the seal made by the uniqueness of the demonic disaster, how did you deal with the kingdom of God without its foundation?"
This was just a stupid way for Mozo to divert from this sad topic.
But it made the beautiful goddess in front of him turn her head away unconsciously.
This reaction also made Mozo suspicious for a moment, and then he said in astonishment:
"You're not just going to ignore it, are you?!"
After hearing this, Bernadette turned her head further away.
Mozo quickly thought about what would happen to the Kingdom of God without its cornerstone.
But when you think about it, the only ending is to fall to the human world immediately!
But it was also at this time that the goddess said:
"I made sure it fell into an uninhabited area. And there was no one there at the time."
Mozo then nodded and said:
"That's... a weird one!"
The Goddess's Kingdom Has Fallen!
Although there were no casualties, you can imagine how big a deal this is if you just think about it!
And why was there no one in the Kingdom of God? Mozo thought about it and could only think of one possibility - this could only be the time when he was fighting the demonic disaster, and the peace talks that the Silver Knights had mentioned had begun!
And at this important moment, the goddess' kingdom fell to the human world? !
Just thinking about this is such a headache!
What was even more dramatic was that at this moment, Mozo suddenly felt a huge vibration coming from under his feet.
It was at this time that the goddess turned herself to the other side.
Obviously, Bernadette's kingdom of God finally fell on the earth.
The landing of the Kingdom of God not only caused such a big shock, but also brought an extremely dazzling aurora that covered the entire sky!
Although it was fleeting, it was definitely a huge change that no one would miss.
And even such a huge change is just one of the many impacts brought about by the crash of the Kingdom of God.
After rubbing his eyes, he didn't have the face to blame Bernarde Mozzo, so he could only sigh and say:
"First, send an oracle to all the churches in your area that you are safe. Otherwise, I'm afraid the parish will be in chaos for no apparent reason."
What surprised Mozo even more was that the goddess turned her body further to the side and said with a buzzing voice:
"I am different from other gods. If I want to issue an oracle, I must use special props or pre-arranged rituals. And then, that..."
The path of justice is known as an omnipotent path, but it is also a path with great limitations. Because although they can create magical props that can deal with various situations, they must also rely on all of them.
The Justice Sequence without props is definitely the worst way, no doubt about it!
Even the goddess who has reached the pinnacle of the path of justice cannot escape this...
Although the goddess without props still has many advantages that even the kings can't reach, this still can't change the gap between her and other normal gods in "herself".
This was the first time Mozo knew about this.
He had always thought that the shortcomings of the Path of Justice would be greatly improved after Sequence Zero. But think about it, if a path known as omnipotent had no limitations, it would be too much.
After opening his mouth helplessly again, Mozo said to the goddess:
"Then let's hurry to the Central Cathedral."
The Central Cathedral must be the place with the biggest problems now. As long as the Central Cathedral can be stabilized, there shouldn't be too many problems in other places.
After all, nothing really happened to the goddess, it was just that something unexpected happened in the goddess' kingdom.
As long as there is no problem with the goddess who is the foundation of the Church of Justice, all of this is just a minor problem.
It's going to be busy...
Unconsciously, Mozo thought back to the days he spent in the Victory Church.
During those days, he was so busy that he didn't even dare to close his eyes!