Chapter 211 God of Death
The Weird King was a little strange when he heard Yang Ping'an's words: "Little guy, why do you think I am the God of Death? Besides, if I remember correctly, I should not be fighting. Luo Dalu has appeared."
Yang Pingan still bowed and saluted: "Senior, the hell flower is also called the flower of death. Especially the hell flower in front of me is mature. I am afraid that only the god of death can embrace it. Yes, that's why I boldly guessed that the senior is the God of Death."
The Strange King just laughed at himself: "How can there be a God of Death in this world? I am just the dust of history, and I will be wiped out by time sooner or later. Erase the traces."
Yang Pingan was shocked. According to the situation of the strange king in front of him, he is definitely the god of death. However, according to the records of Douluo World, there has never been a god of death.
That can only explain one thing. During the Dragon God War, the God of Death should have fallen. What is in front of him now is just a trace of the divine thought left by the God of Death before his death, but even so, it should be a great opportunity.
You must know that Wuhun Palace claims to be the inheritance of the Angel God, but the real Angel God may have been dead for countless years, and there is only a trace of the Angel God left to keep Wuhun Palace alive for thousands of years. Thoughts can even be passed down.
Thinking of this, Yang Ping'an hurriedly said: "Master Death, God is an immortal existence. As long as the senior is still here, he will definitely be able to restore his former glory."
The Strange King heard There was just a moment of silence, and I don’t know how long it took before he spoke: "Little guy, you know something There are quite a lot of things. You already have the aura of Shura God in your body. Do you have any other extravagant wishes?"
Yang Ping'an knelt down directly on one knee: "Master Death, please give me the inheritance. , I am willing to become the new God of Death, and I will definitely restore my predecessors to their former glory.”
The strange king shook his head: "Little guy, you are thinking too much. I only have a trace of my soul left now. I can't give you a divine test at all, let alone pass on the divine position to you. Besides, even if you inherit the god of death, However, the God Realm has stabilized and there is no more God at all. With the position of king, do you still want the new Death to be an ordinary first-level god?"
Yang Ping'an's eyes were extremely solemn at this moment: "Master Death, as long as you can pass down the inheritance, I will definitely do it in the future. Use all your strength to restore the God of Death to the position of God King."
The Weird King stared at Yang Ping'an: "I may have this consideration for other people, but you definitely can't."
"You already have the divine will of God Shura, with you With your qualifications and talents, plus your current bloodline, you have so much potential, but cultivation God Luo didn’t give you any inheritance. I’m afraid there are still many unknown things in it.”
“And you obviously have the hope of becoming the new Shura God, so why are you still running into this forest of death? You are a little too greedy.”
Yang Pingan's face was solemn at this moment: "Senior, I also hope to obtain the inheritance of God Shura, but now I can't wait any longer. I must become stronger as soon as possible, otherwise my hatred will be hopeless. I will not hesitate to take revenge. Give everything."
The strange king just sneered: "Hate, I didn't expect you to be such a superficial person. Don't you know that compared to God's countless years of life, hatred is just a drop in the ocean, and revenge is the least worthy of sympathy."
Yang Ping'an's face was full of sympathy. Unwilling to be reconciled: "Senior's words are wrong. I know that senior is strong and his life is endless." In a few years, all hatred will turn into dust with time, but my parents gave birth to me and raised me. This hatred is irreconcilable. If I can't take revenge, I will be a son in vain."
The strange king was silent for a while and suddenly endured. He couldn't help but laugh: "You little guy, your so-called revenge shouldn't be that simple, right? If my guess is correct, I am afraid that your enemy has also obtained the inheritance of God, and may even be the one favored by God Shura."
Yang Ping'an couldn't help but glance at the strange king. It is worthy of the divine thought of the God of Death. After countless years, he knows his current situation with just a little thought.
As the Strange King said, his hatred is indeed not simple, and can even be said to be quite difficult to deal with.
According to the current time, I am afraid that Wuhun Palace will launch a soul hunting operation soon. By then, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family will be destroyed, and then I will no longer be able to control my hatred for Yu Luomian. A living person can never seek revenge from a dead person. Similarly, judging from the current situation, I am afraid that Tang San will inherit the position of Poseidon sooner or later. Even if he destroys the Killing City, God Shura has not made any moves so far, there is no divine test, and there is no hint. Wouldn't that be He said that he could not inherit the throne of God Shura.
Besides himself, the only ones in the entire Douluo Continent who have the realm of killing gods are Bibi Dong, Tang Hao and Tang Chen. If Shura God doesn’t choose him, he will only Choose the other three.
Bibi Dong may not have any hope, but Tang Hao and Tang Chen still have hope, especially Tang Chen. He has already completed the eighth exam. If his body is cured, Shura God The divine position can be said to be at your fingertips.
And after many calculations, it seems that Tang San's chances have not been reduced much, and can even be said to be no worse than those in the original work. When the time comes, with Tang San and Tang Chen around, how will he seek revenge against Tang Hao?
Yang Ping'an didn't dare to gamble, nor did he dare to gamble on the changes in the world. He would do anything for revenge.
Thinking of this, Yang Ping'an's face showed a trace of ferocity: "Senior, you are also a powerful god of death. In terms of strength and seniority, you even surpass God Shura. Could it be that senior is still afraid of God Shura?"
The Weird King just snorted coldly: "Boy, for a person like me, it is meaningless to use the provoking method. I don't care about cultivation." That kid Luo Shen doesn’t even care about you. Originally, I thought you could come out of the hell flower and you are very good in all aspects, but your character is really bad. No wonder Shura God looks down on you.”
Yang Ping'an was extremely impulsive at the moment. He had no idea what the brain circuits of those magical people were. It was wrong to take revenge. Shouldn't hatred be avenged?
At this moment, Yang Ping'an didn't have the same respect as before. He stood up with his half-kneeling body: "Senior, I want to ask you a question. If your parents and relatives were killed, would you take revenge?"
The Strange King was speechless when he heard this. During the Dragon God War, countless gods fell. It is impossible to say that there is no hatred in his heart, otherwise the God of Death would not survive until now with a trace of residual thoughts.
As for the parents Yang Ping'an mentioned, the oldest gods in the God Realm are all fatherless and motherless. They were all born by chance. In their eyes, the Dragon God is like Their parents are average.
Thinking of this, the Strange King couldn't help but sigh: "Boy, is hatred so important in your eyes? Do you not hesitate to offend a god?"
Yang Ping An's face became extremely ferocious at this moment: "Senior, the only people I hate are ordinary people. I only want revenge from the beginning to the end. If the gods want to be partial, it will be a dead end."
The Strange King shook his head: "Boy, you may not understand the difference between gods and humans. In the eyes of gods, everyone is just an ant. I don't know who your enemy is, but I can force you to this point. You are so extreme, absolutely It’s not that simple.”
Yang Ping’an couldn’t help but laugh: “Senior, if it were other gods, maybe they wouldn’t care about this hatred, but you are the God of Death, the supreme one who controls all life and death in the world. god in you Life and death are just a word in the hands of others."
The Strange King couldn't help but sigh: "I myself have fallen. Even I don't know how long it has been, maybe hundreds of thousands. Years have passed, and I didn’t expect that there are still people in the world who know the God of Death.”
At this moment, the strange king seemed to think of all the past, the high-spiritedness of the God of Death, and the original Dragon God, and the black shadow seemed to become more changed. Unpredictable.
After an unknown amount of time, the Weird King slowly spoke: "Do you know what the God of Death is? Do you know the current situation in the God Realm? Even if I pass on the throne of the God of Death to you, in In the eyes of all the gods in the divine world, you are just an alien.”
"The gods may not necessarily recognize you then, and they may even try to kill you. You want revenge, but you should know better about human nature in this world. For the sake of the overall situation, no one will care about sacrificing some people, even if This person was their close relative."
< br>Yang Ping'an couldn't help but laugh: "Senior, I don't know what the overall situation is. I only know that blood debts must be paid with blood. I also know that as long as I am strong enough, I will be stronger than the enemy."
< br>(End of this chapter)