Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

"This is a divine right of wealth; consider it an apology for my rudeness. There will be a more generous gift to express my remorse later. I wonder if you are satisfied?"

"I will deal with those of the scoundrel's friends properly later."

"It will just take some time, after all, their parents..."

Those who can become friends with a son are generally of high social standing; they are all so-called "second-generation rich."

If I kill them all, I'll have to take full responsibility, and I'll probably suffer huge financial losses.

But he had no choice but to do it; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to leave this world.

Ronan accepted the so-called divine right to wealth, examined it for a while, and was quite satisfied with it.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up at the God of Time.

"You don't hate me?"

Of course I hate it, but in the end, the world is ruled by the strong.

His clenched fist loosened again, and he could only say things against his will to increase his chances of survival.

Just as Ronan was stroking his chin, just as he thought he was about to leave.

Heaven has been torn apart yet again.

The goddess's parents rushed in anxiously.

As soon as they came in, they blurted out, "Where is our daughter?" "How is our son-in-law?"

Ariel had previously sent a message saying that their daughter was immoral.

Heaven have mercy, my daughter has always been well-behaved and sensible, and has never been close to other men. How could she be considered immoral?

There was no other way; for the sake of the family's reputation and their daughter's innocence, they had to put down their work immediately and rush over anxiously.

As they approached, their gaze fell upon the God of Time, who stood in the center of the temple, bowing slightly.

"?"

Something's not right. Isn't this my father-in-law? What's he doing here?

Where is the son-in-law? Wait a minute, why does the aura of the divine object held in the hand of the strange man in front of the father-in-law feel so familiar?

Vesa Avis's eyes widened. In that instant, she recognized the other person, and at the same time, she recognized the master of the divine power.

His mouth was wide open and he couldn't close it at all.

How could this be...?

"You've come." The God of Time slightly turned his head, managing a weak smile, a hint of relief and ease flashing in his eyes.

"Since you're here, I won't bother you any longer. Congratulations on finding a good son-in-law."

After speaking, he looked at Ronan again, and to show his sincerity, he directly stated that he would bear the consequences of killing all the angels on his own.

At the same time, he noticed the goddess and continued:

“I am deeply sorry for my son’s reckless behavior, and I will make an apology afterwards.”

"As for what happened today, I will keep it strictly confidential. Below is the covenant of the gods."

As he spoke, he conjured a piece of parchment and used his divine power to sign his name on it—Zet Lehman.

After it was signed, it was presented to Ronan. The goddess peeked at it, nodded, and indicated that it was ready for signing.

Contracts are divided into two types: unilateral and bilateral. In the former, only Party A is required to keep its promise.

If violated, the backlash would be enough to kill all gods below the sixteen-winged level.

The one right now is the former.

Ronan nodded casually, and as he put pen to paper, the parchment vanished instantly.

Seeing this, Zet breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as she was about to turn and leave, the goddess's mother couldn't sit still any longer.

Her eyes shone with an astonishing light, filled with extreme curiosity about what had happened here—why Ariel had died, and why there was suddenly a new son-in-law.

Why is it that I've met this new son-in-law before?

When exactly did he get together with his daughter?

Last time it was still ambiguous.

The barrage of questions caused a blush to rise on the goddess's face, leaving her feeling dizzy.

Her voice also became light and airy, as she tried to change the subject:

"Alright, Mother, don't ask anymore. I'll tell you everything you want to know later."

"Now, let this person handle things outside. Their battle is too intense; I feel like my world is about to collapse."

The battles fought by the six-winged angels are all aimed at destroying the very essence of the world.

Although Ronan is very strong, she herself only has four wings.

The gap is too big.

Upon hearing this, Visa Avis could only stop asking questions, but her curiosity burned like a raging fire, making it impossible for her to calm down.

She paced back and forth, her mind replaying the events of that day. Wait… that life essence.

Suddenly, the brakes came on sharply.

She suddenly stopped in her tracks, her gaze fixing like lightning on her daughter's belly.

Such a huge expense.

Even children...

Ahh.

She was both excited and overjoyed. She was only 30,000 years old. Was she going to become a grandmother?

Zet watched this scene and let out a bitter sigh.

He subconsciously clenched his fist, still immersed in the grief of losing his son and the impending loss of his wealth.

I lowered my eyes; the atmosphere was as heavy as lead.

Hmph, what a lucky family.

……

At the same time.

"puff!"

The four-winged angel's face contorted as he looked up and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Azure Dragon clenched its claws into a fist and pierced through his spine, pulling out his vertebrae.

After a great battle, with the power of faith exhausted, the four-winged angel had no strength left to restore his divine body.

He could only watch helplessly as the Azure Dragon pulled the divine spark from his head, the light in his eyes gradually dimming.

Immediately afterwards, he died.

The Azure Dragon shook the blood off its claws, its face expressionless. It simply let out a soft sigh, trying its best to calm the restless blood within its body.

A moment later, Zet stepped out, looked at the chaotic scene around him, and then at the unharmed Azure Dragon, and couldn't help but frown.

"This junior's pet is actually this powerful?"

He cursed inwardly, for no other reason than jealousy.

Even his mount is better than his own son's.

What is this compared to?

When Qinglong saw another enemy appear, his brows furrowed instantly. Without hesitation, he attacked again, his body transforming into a streak of azure lightning.

However, a ten-winged angel is still a ten-winged angel.

With just a single extended finger, the invincible Azure Dragon was frozen in mid-air, unable to move.

"Be quiet. If I could beat your master, why would I bother cleaning up your mess?"

Zet sighed wearily, and then used his divine power of time to quickly reverse time in this place.

The dead four-winged angel was then resurrected.

Before he could figure out what had happened, he was slapped to death by Zet.

"enough."

Gently wiping the divine blood from his hands, Zet disappeared without looking back, leaving only the Azure Dragon standing there quietly with a solemn gaze.

This guy...

……

Ten minutes later, Zet had dealt with all the angels who had invaded this world.

Although his hands were spotless, he had a premonition that a storm was about to break.

However, the thought of that contract filled him with helplessness.

Now that things have come to this, there's no other way but to go down this path to the bitter end.

Zet turned around, took a deep look at the world, and then, with a burst of strength, tore open the barrier between the worlds and quickly returned to the realm of gods.

……

Meanwhile, the goddess is explaining to her parents in detail the background of her son-in-law and all that he has experienced over the years.

With each word she spoke, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, her gaze involuntarily drifting towards Ronan, and the blush on her cheeks deepening.

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Although I had been imagining this for a long time, I was still very nervous when I actually experienced it.

She exhaled almost imperceptibly. Before her, Vesa Avis listened and nodded.

As the goddess spoke of Ronan's various deeds, her gaze shifted slightly, looking towards Ronan.