Twilight of the Gods

[The whole article is completed, the column has completed novels and serials, please pay attention^o^] As a final doll created by the gods, Tilo followed their will and defeated the "demon" who opposed the gods. When everything was over, the gods began to fear Tilo's power, so they carried out so-called sanctions and wanted to destroy him. "The final fate of the doll is to be destroyed." But Tilo activated the power of time in his body, used it to change time, and came to the human world. He wants revenge, given to the gods, dusk. **** Tilo made a list of powerful "demons" who had been killed or defeated by him, but now, they are still alive and sealed all over the world, and Tilo must find a way to cooperate with them. A vampire active in the world... The sleeper of the endless deep sea... Mourners of the Far North... The Avengers buried deep underground... The chanter in the wind... ... It was night, and Tilo was holding a book in his hand. He picked up the cup next to him and took a look. It was empty. Tilo called his butler, who filled him with black tea in an elegant manner, and at the same time leaned down and rested his head next to his ear. "Master, I'm thirsty too." Tilo put down the book, drank the black tea with one hand, and handed it to the other party with the other hand, "Hurry up." But the other party didn't seem to be satisfied. He gently grabbed Tilo's wrist, put his head against Tilo's neck, and coaxed in a gentle and smiling voice, "Can I try here? Just once." Tilo was silent for a while. "Tsk, I'm used to it." His voice was very dissatisfied, but he still reached out to unbutton the shirt at the collar, revealing the white neck underneath, and the slender blood vessels were clearly visible. "Be gentle, or get out." **** In front of the endless deep sea, Tilo raised the tip of the knife and pointed it at his own eyes, and sacrificed his left eye to the sleeper in the deep sea. The sea surface was rough, and a creature that covered the sky appeared in front of Tilo, with huge tentacles swimming around his body. "Your purpose." The Sleeper asked. Tyro's eyes were filled with madness, and blood flowed from his eye sockets. "The so-called gods are just powerful, wriggling pieces of flesh. Kill them, and we will become the so-called gods." "For them, dusk falls." 1. This article has modified and re-created the settings of evil gods and demons. The timeline is approximately in the steam age after the first industrial revolution. It is an imaginary world view. Please do not deliberately scrutinize it. 2. CP ancestor of the blood clan, plot flow. 3. Not a horror stream, not scary. 4. The little doll has gray hair and gray eyes, and its combat power is at the ceiling level. ***** Recommend the author's advance payment: 1: "The Self-cultivation of Careerists" Mo Xuanyu's family has been in business for generations and once became a behemoth spanning several fields. As the youngest son in the family, he has black hair and blue eyes. He is extremely fair and beautiful, handsome and cool. He is also an extremely rare person with healing abilities in the world. He originally thought he had a happy family, until something happened to his family and his funds collapsed. His partner, the Yan family, was in trouble and wanted Mo Xuanyu to marry the eldest son of the Yan family before they would continue to inject capital. The originally kind parents changed their faces, the honest eldest brother turned cold, and the kind sister cried and begged him, "Xuan Yu, just marry Yan Geng. This is for the benefit of the family, and it is what you should do." Mo Xuanyu just looked at them quietly, something disappeared in his beautiful blue eyes. "Okay." He agreed softly. On the day of the engagement, Yan Geng looked affectionately and whispered in his ear, "I'm sorry, my dear Xuan Yu, I love you, but you have never looked at me. Only in this way do you belong to me." He expected Mo Xuanyu to gradually surrender to him after being angry, but Mo Xuanyu just looked at him with the same disappointment, and then turned into ashes and dissipated under Yan Geng's gradually regretful and crazy eyes. [Welcome to Sacred Geometry, God's Chosen One] The surroundings were dark, with only this line of writing emitting a faint light. Mo Xuanyu has never longed for love. What he longs for is power, strength, and control of his own destiny. Now that he is no longer trapped by feelings, he has considerable ambitions. After being bound to the sacred geometry, he needs to compete with countless chosen ones for the only divine position. This is a paradise for careerists and a paradise for the strong. Mo Xuanyu gently stroked the sharp blade in his hand, no longer restraining his surging ambition and desire. He wanted to become the transcendent supreme existence. **** The initial godhead is awakened by every bound person, and is usually golden. Mo Xuanyu originally thought that as a person with healing abilities, he must be dazzlingly golden, right? But when the awakening was completed, he looked at the small black thing in his hand with some confusion. Ah, so I am a potential evil stock? Am I that bad? After the awakening of the godhead was completed, Mo Xuanyu found that his abilities had changed. The deep and dark spiritual power was extremely polluting, and his ability was called... Control. As long as it is a person or life that is controlled by him, part of its abilities and power will be fed back to him, in an endless stream. After understanding everything, Mo Xuanyu condescendingly smiled and extended his hand to those in need, "Do you want to be my dog? Answer no or bark." I take back what I said before, he is pretty bad~ 2: "Waltz of Doom [Wasteland]" Copywriting: [Loyal dog is humble and gentle × arrogant, dark-faced and beautiful] In the deserted city, Gu Yan met an angel-like boy in a supermarket. He has jet black hair and ruby-like eyes. He is sitting in a shopping cart eating a lollipop and flipping through a fairy tale book in his hand. It is obviously the end of the world, but the white shirt on his body is spotless. This must be an angel falling from heaven. Gu Yan thought to himself, and cautiously spoke to the angel. The latter's ruby-like eyes were filled with innocence, and he whispered to him that his name was Shen Luo, and that his parents, mother, and younger brother were all dead. How pitiful. After Gu Yan asked for his consent, he carried him out of the supermarket and took him away regardless of the obstruction. That night, Gu Yan gave him a hot can of beef. The little angel seemed to have never eaten such a thing before, his mouth was slightly bulging, and he was very happy to eat. In a daze, when Gu Yan was wiping Shen Luo's mouth, he kissed her like a man possessed. After reacting, he quickly raised his head and gently grabbed Shen Luo's wrist to apologize, but the latter smiled very beautifully. "Can I follow you? I don't eat much, um... How about giving you a kiss every day?" "Of course..." Great. Purpose: Virtue must be coordinated and shoulder corresponding responsibilities.