Chapter 102 I want to be a good person
The whisper of the ancient god rang in my ears, a grand melody that humans could not understand and could not resist.
This melody is so chaotic that everything is in it...
The benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise see the wisdom. Everyone can hear the message they desire in the melody, and because the melody is extremely complex and profound, they will subconsciously produce feelings of rejection.
Great, I'm gradually understanding everything!
That’s enough!
Stop talking!
Wayne heard the sarcasm in the melody. Facing the infinitely vast universe, human beings' short life is insignificant and powerless. He felt a sense of sadness in his heart and felt sad for the unspeakable fear.
No, I am different!
Wayne subconsciously merged with the Book of Greed, and his body transformed into a three-meter-tall pale faceless man. The vertical line on his chest split a huge one-eye, looking directly at the ancient god beyond the abyss.
He is different, He is not small!
Beyond the endless starry sky, the ancient god’s bloated and deformed body sluggishly sluggish, slowly leaning forward as if to get a clear look.
One by one, the wriggling tentacles climbed until they filled the entire black sky. Accompanied by an indescribable ancient sound, the ancient god's body faded away.
The distorted light converged on the statue of Poseidon, the roaring wind and waves gradually subsided, and the undulating sea became calm.
The warm sunshine shone down and everything was back to before the storm, as if nothing had happened.
The Evil God looked into the distance with lingering fear, touched his chest that was beating wildly, and for the first time felt repulsed by the God's Chosen Continent.
This world is too dangerous. Anyone who touches an ownerless faith will attract the ancient gods. In comparison, hell is extremely peaceful, with nothing more than rivers of blood flowing from fighting and killing every day.
After narrowly escaping from death, he couldn't help but scream in the sky. The ancient book was right. The ancient gods really didn't care. Even if they stole the other party's faith, the other party would still not be happy or sad.
After a brief period of ecstasy, the evil god fell into entanglement again. The ancient god never looked at him from the beginning to the end, treating him like a mortal, like an ant, so small that he was insignificant.
It can't be said that the ancient god still treated him somewhat differently. When he treated everyone equally, he bypassed the evil god and did not whisper in his ear.
You kid doesn't deserve candy!
The evil god is torn and happy at the same time, and his mood is extremely complicated. He wants the ancient god to treat everyone equally, but he is afraid that his body will not be able to bear it. He wants the ancient god to look at him one more time, but he is also afraid that the other person will actually look at him to fulfill his wish.
It doesn’t work either this way or that way, and it feels very uncomfortable even if it doesn’t work.
The arrival of the ancient god proves that the sea god does exist. Perhaps the ancient god is not the sea god and does not care about the so-called belief. It is just the spontaneous belief of the islanders that accidentally touches the summoning ceremony. But the ancient god has indeed arrived, and the belief of the sea god has been eliminated. The opponent marks.
It’s not a good place to stay for a long time!
The evil god turned around and left.
The ancient god lightly took back the faith of the Sea Shrine into the statue. The evil god lost the blessing of his faith and his strength shrank significantly. He did not dare to offend the ancient god for the second time, and was ready to change his place to pretend to be a god and ghost again.
He didn't have the guts to continue looking for an ownerless faith to replace it, and planned to develop his own faith honestly, like those great and upright gods. He had no choice before, but this time he wanted to be a good god.
The pale moon, the dusk sun, and the master of nature, which were once synonymous with terror, can be whitewashed. There is no reason why he can't.
Is it difficult to be a good god?
Just as he was thinking about it, a strong ominous aura came from behind him.
The evil god held the crystal blade in his hand and looked at it. A big eyeball with arms and legs was looking at him eagerly. It was about three meters tall, with pale wrinkles all over its body. It focused on an evil sect.
The evil god was stunned for a moment, and soon understood the reason. Wayne failed to resist the whisper of the ancient god and mutated into a monster.
"Poor guy, you can look directly at the Ancient God. He deserves it." The evil god gloated. He was not the unluckiest person in the room. Wayne was much worse off than him.
Uh-huh!
Pale tentacles swept over, splitting, enlarging, and extending halfway, turning into a twisted tentacle network.
The evil god swung the crystal blade, the red sword shadow flashed in a dazzling way, and the tentacle network instantly fell apart.
Wayne retracted the broken tentacle, and the gray-white juice mass squirmed, repairing the severed arm. The two arms extended and turned into blades, and he accelerated and sprinted to the evil god.
At this time, he was a little delirious. Facing the ancient god's body and merging it with the Book of Greed, he had a sudden thought. He felt that he was too normal and incompatible with the world's painting style. He could be a little more evil.
For example, he doesn't have enough tentacles on his body!
Look at the ancient gods. There is nothing humanlike about them. That is the most perfect divine body that conforms to the rules of the universe.
Changing the world background, this is called the innate Taoist body, the immortal golden body, invincible at the same level, direct access to the avenue, and there are buff bonuses for cultivation.
There are many sayings. To sum up, people have their limits. If you want to become an eternal and powerful existence, you must not be a human being.
Wayne merged with the Book of Greed, hit it off immediately, and began to transform the evil sect.
The two blades crossed and crossed, and a strong wind blew against his face, mixed with extremely strong wind elements. The power of the slash and the sharpness of the wind blade made the evil god dare not confront him head-on, so he waved his dragon wings and turned over to jump away.
In mid-air, the evil god spun his body and whipped out his slender dragon tail. A curved hook protruded from the tail, and with a hiss, it tore open a huge gap in Wayne's back.
This gap tore from the back of the neck to the lower back, almost penetrating the entire torso. Strangely, not a drop of blood fell. Four tentacles sprang out from it, plunged into the air, and tightly wrapped around the evil god's limbs.
You said you can't look directly at the ancient gods, you are so evil!
The evil god lost the blessing of his faith, and he suddenly wanted to be a good god. He jumped up three levels and was unable to break away from the tentacles for a while.
The dragon's tail hook drew an arc and pierced the big eyeball on Wayne's chest.
Wayne held the dragon's tail with both hands, his eyes blazing with rage. With a dull roar, he tore hard with both hands and tore off the dragon's tail forcefully.
The evil god screamed, fluttering his wings and flying into the air with Wayne. He judged that the latter had been emptied of his mind by the ancient god and was now just an empty shell of unconsciousness. This battle was meaningless.
It's natural to win, but it's too embarrassing to lose.
Buzz!
A heavy sword cry sounded, and the golden sword light pierced straight towards him. The bright light shone into the eyes of the evil god, making him feel the threat of death.
Female knight.
The armored body turned into a point of light and teleported to the evil god to reorganize. The knight's sword carried a dazzling light that was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.
Except for the Evil God, the Ancient God rewarded everyone equally. It didn’t matter whether the Ancient God could bear it or not, He rewarded everyone anyway.
For example, Wayne, the ancient god showed him what perfection is, pointed out the true meaning of life, and avoided some potential misunderstandings.
For example, Veronica and Willy, well, they didn't catch the candy, and they missed a great opportunity to become human on the road of evolution.
The female knight is naturally no exception. Because her body has long since rotted, she has been given a permanent shackles, and her remaining thoughts are imprisoned in the knight's armor. This can also be understood as the curse of the immortal species.
The ancient god blessed everyone from the bottom of his heart, but again, it was none of his business whether he could bear it or not.
Benefiting from the curse, the female knight's thinking became much clearer. Out of her obsession with slaying dragons, her target was still the evil god who had transformed the body of dragon blood.
The sword was powerful and heavy, and the evil god hurriedly raised the crystal sword blade to parry. Then he crushed it down with great force, smashed the blade with a bang, and hit the evil god's head heavily.
The sword's edge was still powerful, breaking a curved horn and knocking the evil god and Wayne to the ground.
boom! !
The evil god fell to the ground, raised his head and coughed out a bloody arrow. Cracks in the spider web spread everywhere, and a circle of smoke and dust suddenly spread.
Seeing the female knight stabbing down with swords in both hands, the evil god's eyes lit up, and he controlled the blood magic. The blood arrow turned into a thorn spear, hitting the knight's armored chest, knocking the female knight away far away.
The knight's sword fell from the air, but before it hit the ground, it was held by a big pale hand. Bang bang!
Wayne's heartbeat accelerated, and his pale arms were covered by the blazing light transmitted from the knight's sword, forming gauntlets, arm armor, and shoulder armor made of elements.
The balance in the body was disrupted in an instant.
The Book of Greed stopped its transformation plan and turned to absorb the strong sunshine. Wayne also used the moment of confusion to calm down and get back online.
It was so dangerous that I almost stopped being a human being!
It didn't matter whether he was a human being or not. He had just almost classified chickens as useless, thinking that this was the lowest form of reproduction.
Thinking back, I was horrified. The ancient gods were so evil. They would destroy people when they met and go to other places. I must avoid them in the future.
Wayne held the knight's sword in his hand and was instantly recognized.
He didn't take it seriously. A similar situation happened once. It was a routine operation. The long sword tentacles were waved at the same time and cut off one of the opponent's dragon wings.
Wayne thought it was normal, but the female knight didn't think so. Even though her mind was incomplete and her memory was pitiful, she was still shocked by the strange painting style in front of her.
Goddess above me, is he really my successor?
The painting style is too eye-catching, and the female knight wants to refuse. If she has to choose one, Willie, who has vowed to become a dragon slayer, is the best candidate.
The female knight stood tangled in place, thinking about the battle between heaven and man. In the end, her faith overcame everything. If this was God's will, she would not be able to do it.
Golden light surged up, and the knight's armor turned into light spots and scattered. After reorganization, it was enlarged to the same proportion and was worn on Wayne's body.
Warm sunshine enveloped him from all directions, and Wayne couldn't help but hum while bathing in it.
A pair of arms embraced him from behind, and their fingers joined together on the back of his hand, guiding him how to swing the sword.
In his ears, a soft voice sounded, instructing Wayne on the dragon-slaying swordsmanship.
The long golden hair was fluttering in the warm sun and tickled the tip of his nose, which made Wayne itchy and subconsciously turned his head. He saw a heroic profile.
From the high bridge of the nose to the elegant jawline to the slender neck and long golden hair flowing like the sun, every detail exudes elegance and nobility.
So handsome, so beautiful, so powerful, Wayne felt like he was in love.
The last time he felt like this was when he met Veronica, Willy, Chris, etc.
He just said that chickens can't be useless, and ancient gods and all are evil!
The female knight spoke slightly, asking Wayne not to be distracted and guiding him to perform the dragon-slaying sword technique.
The real sword is not in the hand, but the omnipresent and omnipresent light...
boom!
The golden sword light that destroyed the heaven and earth brushed down, and he moved forward indomitably. The bright light burned the air, distorted the fog, as if it was going to split the space in half.
The evil god roared under the heavy pressure, facing the crisis of life and death. The bloody air surged instantly, and the blood totem of hell appeared in the air.
The totem projects a vast ocean of blood, vast and magnificent, and like bloody magma, violent and fiery.
The golden sword fell, and the warm light of mercury poured down on the ground.
Wherever it passed, the sea of blood seemed to be burned, falling into pieces, collapsing and dissipating.
In the roar of the evil god, the blood totem was smoothed and scattered by the light. Even if he tried his best to resist, he could not slow down the sword's edge.
Can't stop it!
The evil god stepped aside, and the knight's sword fell against his face. He was so close that he could even feel the sting of the sword cutting his skin.
The sword edge slid down to the flat chest, and there was a sudden pause. The female knight held Wayne's hands, deflected the knight's sword edge, and slashed through the golden arc of the evil god's neck.
The change of moves was so fast and sudden that the evil god couldn't dodge and tilted his head back slightly, and the only remaining horn was cut off.
He wailed in pain, angrily scolded his opponent for not practicing chivalry even though he was a knight, and suddenly merged with his body while beating.
Under the guidance of the female knight, Wayne's body returned to its normal appearance, the knight's armor shrank in proportion, the pure magic power catered to the eyes of the sun that slowly opened, and the knight's sword became more dazzling.
He slashed down and smashed the blood sea of totem used by the evil god for defense again. Afterwards, he hit the evil god several times in succession, cutting the evil god into pieces. He had the characteristics of a dragon on his body, including the dragon wings, dragon tail, and dragon horns. A clean one.
Clang!
The evil god was kicked away, but he stood up and still resisted. The knight's sword was close to his neck and he didn't dare to move.
"Believe me, I am really a god. The reason why I was defeated by you is because my thoughts cannot come down..."
"Give me a chance. I had no choice in hell before, but now I want to be a good person."
The knight's sword was motionless.
Wayne ignored the evil god's lies. The devil's lies were even more unreliable than his diary. At least the punctuation marks in his diary were true.
The female knight whispered into Wayne's ear and stabbed the dragon in the heart with her sword, ending the other person's life and giving her relief at the same time.
Sister, I really want to give you relief, but the maid may be able to save you!
Wayne did not draw his sword and pierce the evil god's chest. Although the evil god's death was not a pity, the maid was innocent. No matter what, it was a life.
The female knight heard Wayne's thoughts and looked slightly startled. She had just been narrow-minded and admitted that Wayne's kindness was worthy of the title of knight.
She held Wayne's hands and inserted the knight's sword upside down on the ground. She knelt down on one knee and placed one hand on her chest to guide the sunlight into the knight's sword.
This look is very much like loyalty. The evil god probably lost his faith and was frightened by the ancient god. He was a little bit not very smart. He mistakenly thought that he had impressed Wayne. Not only did he escape, but he also instigated a knight to attack him. Allegiance.
The evil god immediately stopped feeling sleepy, patted the dust on his body and stood up, straightening his back and waiting for the knight to take the oath.
boom! ! !
The light spread out on the ground, and a gorgeous and complex sun totem was built with the knight's sword as the center. The strong light shot up into the sky, enveloping Wayne and the evil god at the same time.
Human beings have different physiques. Wayne hugged the long legs of the Sun Goddess and felt warm while bathing in the sun. The Evil God was completely the opposite. Amidst the shrill screams, wisps of blood were stripped away from the body and dissolved in mid-air. Make a bright red devil face.
The long-horned crocodile looks a bit like a dragon, but after being skinned and scaled, it looks like a sheep skull.
He suppressed a cry of pain, cursing Wayne's blood, cursing the knight for one day becoming his plaything.
Just like the famous death knight, he is only powerful for a while and will eventually become a minion of hell!
A ray of red light crashed into Wayne's body, which was the evil god's final curse, requiring Wayne to live or die. It was also a coordinate.
Failure is only temporary, and he will come back.
Ugh!
The evil god's thoughts were wiped away by the sunlight, and the maid Ojia's thin body slowly fell down.
Wayne wore a knight's armor and caught it. In the background were the expelled evil gods, the twisted pentagram mark of the Poseidon Shrine, and the golden beam of light rising into the sky...
(End of chapter)