Chapter 2760: Silent Peeling
The strange situation in front of me has brought the God of Order to the verge of collapse. I don’t know what to do?
It never dreamed that after its body was broken, so many monsters would be generated?
Each monster has an independent mind, thinks that it is its own body, and is extremely repellent to other existences.
As soon as they came into contact with each other, they already had an argument and then fought each other.
He scratches his mouth, bites him, punches and kicks him, and shows no mercy when he strikes.
That kind of extremely selfish emotion affects every split body, thinking that only one of them can exist in this world.
As for the other guys, they must all die!
But in the blink of an eye, the emerald green grass was stained red with blood, and the ground was full of broken limbs and flesh.
Those huge and bloated bodies were lying in a mess on the grass, and their death was horrible.
The God of Order will never be merciful when dealing with his enemies. Even if the enemy is himself, he will never be merciful.
And there is still a kind of madness in its bones, otherwise it would not choose to self-destruct after defeat.
That kind of madness is used here, making the battle more bloody. No matter which "self" it is, it is a life-threatening style of play.
When the God of Order saw this scene, his body couldn't help but tremble. He didn't know what happened, but he also knew that everything was wrong.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many strange selves, let alone such crazy and irrational selves. After meeting, they would not think about how to cooperate, but would try every means to kill other "selves"!
"Madman, idiot, what are you doing!"
The God of Order roared, trying to stop all this, but did not realize that his actions were very rough, and his tone was full of murderous intent.
Just after the roar came out, several monsters stared at the God of Order. They muttered vague words and surrounded him viciously.
"Ignorant idiots, all die!"
The God of Order roared viciously, but a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, and the nails in his hands became as sharp as knives. Attack those "selves" without hesitation.
There was a mass killing, blood and flesh splattered like rain, corpses were scattered all over the ground, and the sound of wailing could not be heard without end.
After the bloody fight, the huge and ferocious figures fell to the ground, their bodies torn apart, their faces full of despair and unwillingness.
"Dead, hahaha, they are all dead at last!"
The God of Order fought until the last moment, and let out a sick and proud laugh. Its heart was full of pride, because He won this fight.
Even if the person killed was himself, he still felt a strong sense of accomplishment and didn't feel anything wrong at all.
As soon as the wild laughter started, there were waves of greasy sounds, as if some kind of creature was struggling in the grease.
"Uh..."
The God of Order swallowed back his wild laughter, and then stared at the corpses on the ground in shock.
The broken pieces of meat and internal organs began to squirm continuously at this moment, and then heads and arms grew.
The scene in front of me is so familiar, it is clearly a copy of the previous situation. It won’t take long before countless new “selves” will appear.
It's just that compared to the terrifying body just now, the new "self" is obviously smaller in size, but its number has become larger, and it has become noisier.
But in the blink of an eye, the ground was already overcrowded.
There are strange creatures everywhere, but they exude the aura of the God of Order, like countless "selves"!
They kept looking around with frightened and doubtful eyes, their eyes and tone becoming more and more fierce.
“Who are you and why do you smell the same as me?”
"I am the God of Order, you are all fake!"
"Monster, die!"
Obviously, they have all lost their previous memories, but their attitude and tone are exactly the same.
Amidst the quarrels and curses, the battle began again. Although the body was much smaller, the brutality of the fighting was no less brutal.
Looking at those miniature versions of himself that only reached the calf level but were fighting crazily, the God of Order’s eyes became a little straight. "Who is doing this? Come out and tell me what happened!"
It stretched its neck and roared to the sky, but there was no response. Instead, it was desperately besieged by those villains.
The larger the body, the stronger the strength, and the easier it is to arouse the jealousy of those villains.
They used various means to attack the God of Order. Even though their bodies were beaten to pieces, they still climbed forward with ferocious faces.
It is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, let alone the attack of a group of crazy villains. Even if they exchange one life for a mouthful of flesh, they are enough to chew the God of Order into a skeleton.
The ground was filled with corpses of villains. The mouths of each corpse were stained with blood, and there was still an indelible ferocity on their faces.
The God of Order has turned into a set of white bones, and through the incomplete flesh and blood, one can even see the wriggling internal organs.
Since becoming a god, the Lord God of Order has always been in a state of energy. He never thought that he would regain his flesh and blood body and be swallowed by himself as a monster.
This scene completely exceeded the expectations of the God of Order, and even made me feel deeply uneasy.
It really can’t believe it. What kind of existence can tease and torture itself like this?
In the last wave of battle, the God of Order fell to the ground and was torn to pieces by the villains.
Just like in the beginning, its consciousness remained on a bone, and it once again gave birth to hands, feet and a head.
This time, its height was less than twenty meters, and its body was covered with white bone scales.
Looking at the strange shapes around him, and seeing them questioning each other in angry and vicious words, the God of Order suddenly laughed.
After laughing a few times, it started killing crazily, killing all the targets it saw.
As for its own safety, the God of Order doesn't bother to care at all, because it knows that it will not die at all.
It is also speculated that the enemy is using this method to deliberately torture its spirit and destroy its will.
The God of Order can clearly feel that every time he is disintegrated and reborn, his willpower will become weaker.
The original memories became more and more blurred, and I almost forgot who I was.
It is as if memory and will have been split apart with constant rebirth, and are carried by the new selves.
Kill, divide, regenerate.
I don’t know how many times I repeated it, but the height of the God of Order has become the same as that of a normal person.
At this time, its eyes were blank. After seeing those of itself, it had no interest in killing anymore.
It just feels thirsty now and can't wait to take a drink of water, but there is no water source around it.
The strange selves around us are also restless because of hunger and thirst, frantically looking for water.
Just when they were going crazy with thirst, a mountain peak suddenly appeared in the valley not far away.
There is a clear spring flowing on the mountain peak, making a trembling sound of water, and you can even smell the sweet smell of the spring water.
Those crazy and anxious figures all let out cheers of surprise and ran towards the peak where the spring water flows.
Like a moving wave, the total number is at least hundreds of thousands, which looks shocking.
The true form of the God of Order followed him in a confused manner. It just wanted to drink water now and had no time to care about anything else.
I rushed to the foot of the mountain, but was blocked by an invisible barrier. I watched the spring water but couldn't drink it.
The angry roars continued, and then a voice sounded in his head. As long as he told his secret and gave his most precious thing, he would get the opportunity to drink from the spring water.
For this request, the God of Order was instinctively wary, thinking it was full of malice.
But other selves have no such scruples at all. Torn by hunger and thirst, they are confused and cannot give up anything.
They told their secrets, handed over their most precious source of power, and then jumped into the river formed by the convergence of springs with cheers, and drifted away with the current.
(End of this chapter)