A normal girl, Yu Wanwan, one day stepped onto the Beastmen Continent. Powerless, she decided to cling to the coattails of the Great White Tiger.
Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Far...
This time, Yu Wanwan woke up even earlier than Ze Wu.
Before me lies Mirror Lake, where lotus flowers float gently in the clouds.
A person stood not far away with their hands behind their back, radiating a faint golden light, with long white hair that reached their waist.
Ze Wu rubbed his forehead and got up. He immediately saw the person in front of him and asked warily, "Who are you!"
When I turned around, I saw a completely unfamiliar face.
He smiled, his wrinkles conveying a gentle and kind expression: "I am the Beast God."
Yu Wanwan had a flash of inspiration and suddenly realized that this was the moment for Zewu to become a god.
But why at this time, when the plant tribe had just suffered such a great calamity, it was impossible for Zewu to peacefully become a god.
Sure enough, Zewu immediately said, "Beast God, please save my tribe! Our plant tribe has been doing our best to protect the Beastman Continent, but those Beastmen are using our essence to resist the Dark Breath!"
Zewu trembled uncontrollably whenever he thought about what the beastmen had done.
The Beast God shook his head: "The Beast God cannot interfere in the affairs of the Beastmen. As for Dark Breath, I have already transferred my greatest power to him."
"How is this possible!" How could the Beast God's greatest strength be so weak? He doesn't look like he's exerting all his strength at all.
The Beast God remained silent.
He was about to perish, and his broken body could no longer withstand the immense divine power. He could only place more of his power in the will of Heaven, and then find suitable candidates to share his power with, so that they could continue to protect this beast world in his place.
That is why his strength is much less than before, so it is true that he said he had used his greatest strength at this moment.
The Beast God said, "Zewu, you have been chosen by Heaven and will become the next Beast God."
Yu Wanwan looked at Ze Wu.
Zewu's eyes revealed anticipation: "If I become a god, will I be able to save my people?"
The Beast God frowned: "I've already said it before, the Beast God cannot directly interfere in the affairs of the orcs. If you want to save people, you can only do so through the spirit flower and the statue."
Zewu said urgently, "But the spirit flower can't save my people; it can only resist the dark energy!"
What he wanted was for his dead clansmen to return.
The Beast God spoke with a hint of displeasure, continuing, "Since you want to become a god, you should know that a god's heart should encompass all things. The extinction of a race is a normal historical process, so don't interfere too much. The entire Beastman continent is what you should protect, not just your own people."
Zewu refused to listen, took a step back, and shook his head: "I only want my people to come back. What use is it for me to become a god if I can't save them?"
"Zewu, don't be so stubborn."
The Beast God wouldn't try to persuade him, but Ze Wu was only thinking about his own people; becoming a god was completely unimportant to him.
"Since it's useless, why should I become a god?"
Yu Wanwan remembered that fate has a time limit; if you miss it, it will never come again.
Seeing that the Beast God's face had darkened, Ze Wu still resisted.
Yu Wanwan was extremely anxious. She couldn't hold back any longer and gently tugged at Ze Wu's clothes: "Ze Wu, just become a god. Although he said he couldn't interfere, once you become a god and have divine power, you can do whatever you want, right?"
At least for now, if Zewu becomes a god first, he can escape this calamity and avoid dying under the claws of the beastmen.
Ze Wu lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly stuffed Yu Wanwan into his clothes and said to the Beast God, "Alright, I choose to become a god."
The Beast God, of course, knew what he was thinking, and simply sighed softly.
Ze Wu wanted to use the divine power he obtained to save the vegetative people, but this went against the will of Heaven, and in the end, the race could not be saved.
The Beast God cannot directly interfere in the affairs of the orcs. He had already reminded Ze Wu of this, and even if he was disappointed in the end, it would have nothing to do with him.
On the surface, Tianyi was like a huge rock. As Zewu passed by, golden light gradually emerged on his body. At the same time, his face aged at a visible speed, and his hair turned white, just like the old man Yu Wanwan had first seen.
Zewu looked at his reflection in the Mirror Lake, a fleeting sadness passing through his eyes.
"It's okay, as long as we can save them..."
Images of the Beastman Continent gradually appeared in Mirror Lake. The Beastmen continued to hunt down the vegetative people and extract their essence to feed the spirit flowers.
Ze Wu knelt on the surface of Mirror Lake, trying to use his divine power to save the person in a vegetative state. However, when his divine power entered Mirror Lake, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any reaction.
A murderous glint appeared in his eyes as he tried to attack the orcs, but to no avail.
Anxiety and repeated failures weighed heavily on Ze Wu's heart. After feeling that the divine power in his body was exhausted, Ze Wu collapsed on Mirror Lake, as if all his strength had been drained.
"Why can't I save my people even after becoming the Beast God...?"
Yu Wanwan looked at him with heartache, but didn't know how to comfort him.
The Beast God, who had been missing for a long time, suddenly appeared, shook his head, and sighed helplessly: "I have said it before, the Beast God cannot directly interfere in the affairs of the Beastman Continent. The Plant People race is destined to perish. Helping them like this will only accelerate their disappearance."
"My people devoutly worship the Beast God, placing the protection of the Beastman continent above all else. Why are they destined to perish? Is this the will of Heaven for its followers?"
Zewu gazed at the reflection in Mirror Lake, as if asking the Beast God, or perhaps muttering to himself.
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