【生肉搬运】鸟雀Passerine 第七章（下）(33)
Philza’s shoulders tensed as he gazed up at the Green God in his lackadaisical flight.
“The sky is my domain, Dream,” Philza drawled. A shiver went down Techno’s spine; the Angel of Death’s words were as cold as the tundra around them. “You dare trespass?”
The Green God crossed his arms behind his head and adopted a thoughtful expression. “Nothing in this realm is yours to keep, Philza. Not the sky, not the earth you stand on, and not your family.” He scoffed derisively. “I thought I already made that abundantly clear.”
Philza’s wings spread, about to take flight.
“The sky is my domain, Dream,” Philza drawled. A shiver went down Techno’s spine; the Angel of Death’s words were as cold as the tundra around them. “You dare trespass?”
The Green God crossed his arms behind his head and adopted a thoughtful expression. “Nothing in this realm is yours to keep, Philza. Not the sky, not the earth you stand on, and not your family.” He scoffed derisively. “I thought I already made that abundantly clear.”
Philza’s wings spread, about to take flight.
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