Vared von Castein is the most powerful "human" and the weakest "god" in the world. I have never doubted this. It's just a pity that this theory was greatly challenged at this moment.

I was suppressed, yes, completely suppressed. I was suppressed by Isabella, a guy who had just ascended to the devil but had a geometric increase in combat power. When he confronted her again, one leg was cut off, and two wounds on his neck that injured the arteries and bleeded blood. In this case, I was actually cheating. Ordinary creatures, even creatures with excellent recovery and physical strength, must not die anymore.

But I am a god, and I am a god... Well, no, although I have a little divine nature, I should not be considered a complete god so far. It seems a bit worse to say that it is a demigod. So after careful consideration, I decided to give myself the name "Three-quarters God" which sounds strange, but is the most correct title.

Of course, more beautiful or more correct titles are not helpful in changing the current situation.

Isabella is not in a hurry to kill me, but is more keen to attack more violently, causing me to suffer more harm. Perhaps it is a perverted cat playing with mice, or because of some emotional factors. In short, although the injuries on my body seem shocking in a short period of time, if I can't die, I can't die.

"It's so satisfying," Isabella might want it very much, and even couldn't wait to promote the "first reason". When she saw my miserable look, she laughed wildly. She seemed to be mocking this self-righteous fool yiyàng, no, she was just mocking me. In her opinion, she laughed at me for being arrogant and arrogant.

In the new round of offensive, I fell from the sky again and suddenly smashed the corpse and soil. I smashed a big pit about one meter deep on the ground. Then I felt a pain in my chest. However, Isabella fell from the sky, wearing a metallic texture, covered with various runes and magic patterns, and suddenly stepped on my chest. A "crack" sound came from my chest that was just a little bit. I don't know how many ribs were shattered again.

"How do you feel now, a top student?" My sister crushed my chest with her feet and asked me condescendingly. Her tone was filled with the unique arrogance of the winner. It seemed that she was very mǎnyi for defeating me like this.

"It's not bad. The power is OK. But the skills are too rough, it's like a barbarian yiyàng." I commented in a calm tone. If I could wear some gold-rimmed glasses or something at this time, it might be a little more touching.

It's still contempt, it's still complete contempt. It's like every time I'm having a conversation, I deliberately lose to my sister. When she asks me after being knocked to the ground by her, I often say things. Although they seem to be very ugly, for my sister or me, it's just a joke, or even a couple's words. It's like a "little fool". It's no big deal. No one will hold grudges because of this, at least I think so.

"It's like this, it's like this, it's like this, it's like this, it's like this, it's okay, you like those smart and gentle women?! When you die, I will kill them all! No, before you die, before you die, I will catch them all and torture them in front of you. Let millions of soldiers, monsters, and their war horses of the Chaos Army beat them together. Then kill you, you idiot!!!"

The result was very surprising. After a while, my sister was stunned, her eyes widened, her pupils shrank as big as the needle's eyes, and her whole body was trembling as if she was epilepsy. Then she said the above words. She looked anxious.

...This is not true! Shouldn't it be the rhythm of "I heard a sentence I often said before, recalling all the things I had with me before, my sister repented and hugged me in my arms and cried bitterly. Then we siblings and brothers reconciled"? I was surprised at the time and I pulled it away. It seemed that my sister's resentment towards me was not as I imagined, but only happened after I jiēchumed the power of chaos and my personality became more and more perverse.

But it's been a long time. Well... it's been a long time. Perhaps it's after this crazy maniac who can even get a slap in his younger brother.

I should have known that Chaos is the worst-tempered among the Chaos forces, and I like to kill people the most. I just want to be a terrifying fool who is like a **bag of yiyàng. Where did she get so many romantic cells? She is completely playing the piano with her, a bastard. No matter how much sweet words you say, it is useless, and it may have a counterproductive effect. It is better to be honest and "I love you" at once. I decided that if we have a "future" in the future, I will not play these emotions with this fool again. I swear by it with a down-to-earth voice, and then push her down and sex is better than anything else.

While thinking this, I raised my head and looked at Isabella, ready to think that the Dragon Slaying Sword that was stabbed down on my neck would be really strong. I really couldn't take this head. I said I wanted me to survive. But Isabella seemed to be killing me this time.

Although this mortal body has many inconveniences, after having been with me for more than 20 years, there is still a relationship. If Isabella really wants to break her head, it will not be a good thing in any case.

Blocking is useless, the left arm has been cut off, and the soul-devouring man will not know where to throw it to. With his flesh arm alone, he will never be able to cut the Dragon Sword in Isabella's hand.

Tsk, as an evil demon, Isabella will not lose money in her life.

So, let's fight quickly and solve this matter quickly. Otherwise, it would be bad for those guys to see my embarrassed look, although they would have sent all their subordinates away. The other party, Chaos, would probably not come here before they got accurate information. But I am sure that Chaos Evil God, the God Emperor Sigma, and maybe there are some other outdated little fish and shrimps. They must be watching live broadcasts at this moment.

If there are too many ugly things at this moment, they may have to be remembered. God is a creature with a long lifespan and idle life. In the future, I will not be able to calculate the time I deal with them in tens of millions of years. I may have to be told about this matter for tens of millions of years, especially if I am a handsome man like me, I will definitely be able to make a fortune in the future. Those two-person guys will definitely not be able to beat me, so I can only talk bad things about me behind my back. I can already think of what happened at that time

"Tsk, what a slut, the little gangster, he's just a weak cock who was abused to death by a woman."

When the new god joined, "Boy, don't look like that big guy now seems to be very awesome. In fact, he made such a big embarrassment in front of so many gods millions of years ago..."

I was really angry and turned against the gods and fight: "Don't think you are amazing! I'm angry and I fought with you! You are a waste who was slapped in the face by a woman!"

So, to prevent this from happening, I should do something

At that time, Isabella raised his sword and fell, only 0.01 cm from my neck, and it took less than one thousandth of a millisecond. It can be said that it was as fast as lightning. I am sure that my father-in-law Olah was twenty streets worse than her, and her dear Acharn had to be thrown out eight streets, but

But it was only 0.01 cm that her sword could not be stabbed.

Isabella, who was in a state of chaos and violence at that time, didn't think too much. If one sword doesn't work, two swords will be there, and if it doesn't work, there will be more swords. If the sword doesn't work, she will have a huge beast-turned claw. If it doesn't work, her other hand, feet, four knees, elbows, head mallets and other other body parts can all be used as killing weapons to completely kill a living person, a vampire, or a demon. In fact, she did do this.

After the first attack was invalid, she used other methods, as if she was crazy and attacking me desperately, punching, stabbing, stabbing, and magic attacks. She used all the things she could use. But she couldn't hurt a single hair.

Of course, this is also natural, right? I am a god.

For about half an hour, I just defended and let Isabella beat him hard in various ways for half an hour, knocking down a layer of land within a few kilometers. And I finally had enough.

Half an hour, half an hour, I was a god lying on the ground and hugged my head and let her beat her for half an hour. What else can she do?! How dare you do anything wrong?! Ah?!

So, I finally committed all the common problems of immature men with lack of love experience. I lost patience.

"I said sister, have you made enough trouble?" I asked.

Isabella kept silent and still fought desperately.

"If you have enough trouble, let's go home."

Isabella kept silent and still fought desperately.

"I said, have you made enough trouble?!!!"

Isabella kept silent and still fought desperately.

"I said you don't make trouble again!!!!"
Chapter completed!