Deng Ru transmigrated, arriving in a world where various gods divided human faith, and he became the weakest of them all.
As a weak god, he couldn't possibly compete with the others, so h...
Deng Er looked at the List of Gods and the Divine Whip in his hands.
He could see that the List of Gods had been tampered with.
But this is also normal.
After all, if there is no manipulation.
With his strength, he can never be deified.
"Wait, why is there no strength bonus in the Heavenly Emperor column?"
Deng Er frowned.
In the column of the Emperor of Heaven, besides being able to use the divine whip.
There is nothing else at all.
Although no one else can use the divine whip.
But others can steal.
Once the divine whip is gone, how will the Emperor of Heaven punish the other gods?
They rushed forward and tore the Emperor of Heaven into pieces.
"He wouldn't think that I want to be the Emperor of Heaven, would he?"
Deng Er was stunned.
If it's him, there really is no need for a bonus.
Deng Ru indeed thought so. Deng Er was a pitiful kid and he couldn't let him deprive him of his original life.
Even personality.
In order to make up for this guilt, Deng Ru wanted Deng Er to be the Emperor of Heaven.
Can......
How could Deng Er take on the position of Emperor of Heaven?
He is the King of Zhenbei.
The King of Zhenbei of Daxia.
It was so in the past, it is so now, and it will be so in the future.
Even though he has always been a king and acted like an emperor.
Even Zhao Qingshuang was a little afraid of him.
But he always sticks to his identity.
Never thought about usurping the throne.
“…I have never thought of becoming an emperor.”
Deng Er looked at the column for the Emperor of Heaven and had already made a decision in his mind.
.......
"Are you ready?"
Deng Ru's voice rang out in Deng Er's heart.
He was about to unseal Zhu Daoren and his old heaven.
And the memories of all living beings.
"Let them come."
Deng Er said calmly.
"Well, the memory is unlocked, the old days have returned. I believe your lover will understand you, and congratulations."
Deng Ru said to Deng Er.
"I never needed the world to understand, you know, and that's cool."
Deng Er forced himself to smile calmly.
No one knows how much pressure he has been through over the years.
Deng Ru wouldn't know either.
After all, Deng Ru wouldn't be able to read minds all the time.
He is not one who is steadfast in his resolve and firm in his path.
He is stupid and unstable.
He initially thought it was cool to turn his back on all living beings and save them.
Finally, I looked back and wanted to stop.
The crying and frightened eyes of a loved one.
The piles of bones behind me.
The hatred of the ministers.
He knew that he already had a lot on his shoulders.
Look back.
It is irresponsible to all living beings.
So, he kept going.
It's not because he is so determined and clear about his own path.
Simply because sentient beings have already paid a lot.
He couldn't let this blood be shed in vain.
He could only continue to move forward firmly, being a dictator and an executioner.
Be the villain who kills one to save ten thousand.
.......
Deng Ru unsealed Zhu Daoren and his demon clan Tianting.
A wave of divine power surged across the entire sandbox.
The elderly's memories are restored.
They were horrified to discover that in these hundred years.
They had no memory of the disappearance of the old heaven.
That's why.
Not a single bit of preparation.
They were totally unprepared to face such a powerful enemy.
The old people knelt down and cried bitterly.
Those lustful dragons in the deep sea are stupid.
No, what have they done in these hundred years?
Zhu Dao Ren is so powerful, but their minds are full of lust?
The dragons cried bitterly in the lust.
Young people don't understand.
But soon, they understood.
A towering bamboo has returned to this world.
The heavenly soldiers on the bamboo descended to the mortal world and began to kill the geniuses that emerged in the past hundred years according to the orders of the Bamboo Taoist.
For a moment, smoke was everywhere.
"All people of the world, please worship my Heavenly Court again. Those who disobey will die!"
Taoist Zhu's voice spread throughout the entire new sandbox.
Logically speaking, after being imprisoned for more than a hundred years, Zhu Daoren should have been more honest.
But he didn't.
After all, according to his understanding.
No double punishment for the same offense.
The great god Pangu had already punished him for this matter.
Then I think he won't be punished again for this matter.
The old bamboo becomes a spirit.
Deng Ru indeed thought so.
If all living beings cannot survive this disaster.
That is why all living beings deserve this calamity.
Taoist Zhu was born to be the protagonist.
One hour is ten years anyway.
Whatever.
.......
The court of Daxia.
Zhao Qingshuang and his ministers listened to the words of Zhu Daoren that spread throughout the world.
Their faces all looked very unhappy.
They can find out from the mouths of those centenarians.
What a powerful existence that is.
The dragons rebelled against the sky.
The result was dragon liver and phoenix marrow.
them......
I’m afraid I can’t.
"Your Majesty, shall we surrender?"
A minister said tremblingly.
They couldn't believe that Daxia could fight against such an enemy.
At this moment, outside Daxia, the ground was already filled with smoke.
War reports have been coming out frequently, showing which big country has fallen and which small country has been wiped out.
Taoist Zhu seemed to intend to make Daxia the last target.
That was Zhu Daoren giving face to Deng Ru.
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