I Teach and Guide the Evil God [Construction]

Shen Shuang transmigrated to another world, becoming the acting priestess of the Dark Temple, second only to one god and above tens of thousands. She looked at the dilapidated thatched hut, named a...

Chapter 96 God's End (Part 2) Departure (End of Text)...

Chapter 96 God's End (Part 2) Departure (End of Text)...

Suddenly a voice came from the mental network. Chen Shuang's eyes moved slightly. She stood up and ended her short rest.

"Go help the others. The shelter still needs manpower."

She said goodbye to the angel: "I have something important to attend to now. I have to excuse myself. See you later."

*

Returning to the Dark Temple, the once bustling temple was now empty. There was no longer the bustling scene of the past, only the quietly standing buildings remained.

Because all the manpower was pulled out to work, there were no other living creatures in the temple except for a few grasses that could not move.

"You're here."

Chen Shuang looked in the direction of the sound, and a white figure appeared inside the temple hall.

Eskine.

Well, she took back what she had just said. Now there was still an idle god waiting.

Chen Shuang was not surprised and asked, "Where is Yiper?"

Eskine wiped the blood off his face. His holy white robe was now crumpled into weeds, with gold and red mixed together. There was a frightening crack on his neck, almost cutting off his head.

"He was really merciless."

Soft light passes through the wounds, stabilizing the injuries within a controllable range.

“Swish——”

A sharp buzzing sound suddenly rang in his ears, and a straight blade flew towards Eskyn from the dark crevice, brushed past the side of his face, and pierced the wall behind him.

Pitch-black thorns spread out from the sword shadow, forming a huge cocoon-like black shadow.

A hand suddenly stretched out from the black cocoon, followed by a deep voice: "Are you looking for me?"

It's Ypres.

Golden blood sprayed at the corners of his eyes, rendering the deep night mysterious and eerie.

His dark eyes looked at the embarrassed God of Light, full of coldness, but when they looked at the priest next to him, the coldness instantly disappeared.

The god widened his eyes slightly: "Priest, you are here."

Ignoring Eskin, the god came directly to Chen Shuang and lifted up the wound on his arm to show her.

He muttered, "This guy is so annoying. Look at the long wound. It really hurts."

He leaned closer: "Blow it."

Chen Shuang: “…” The guy over there whose neck was about to fall off seemed to have something to say.

She couldn't help but smile: "Okay, blow it."

Eskine: "...I'm still here."

He had seen this scene many times, but he still couldn't get used to Ipper's silly and coquettish look.

"You still have a lot of time."

The god of light sighed and said, "I'm so tired. Let's get started quickly."

He died first.

"Chen Shuang," He looked at the human priest, "I hope you won't let me down."

Having experienced so many reincarnations, the god had already reached his limit. He said leisurely, "If I ever wake up and see that foolish face of Yper again, I will kill him again at the beginning of the century."

Chen Shuang: Is this guy really a god, or just some grumpy boss from somewhere?

The god scoffed coldly: "Stop talking, just get out of here."

The thorns spread and instantly penetrated the body of the God of Light. Divine power of the same status as His rank raged within His body, completely shattering the source of light.

The golden eyes slowly closed, and the divine body slowly disintegrated along with the fading light.

"......Thanks."

The last sound was lost in the wind, and the exhaustion that had been etched into the soul dissipated as consciousness left.

"Thank you, my friends."

I hope that this world can last forever in pastoral wind and poetry as expected.

And He can finally escape this cursed fate.

At this point, the light fell.

The god calmly wiped the blood stains from the sword of fate. When he heard the last whisper of the God of Light, he was silent for a moment, and then continued to wipe the blade.

Chen Shuang patted the god's shoulder and received a "I'm fine" response.

"I know."

She looked at the remaining halo in the temple and nodded slightly: "Eskine, goodbye."

*

【Continental Chronicle:

Old World 3899: Darkness returns, light is defeated, and the world returns to darkness

Old World 3400: Gods retreat, humanity prospers, dark priests take control

Old World 3401: The Tower of the Wilderness and the Mechanical Ruins flourished on the continent

The End of the Old World: The World is on the Verge of Collapse]

"Today we are going to talk about the first year of the New World," the newly hired old scholar in the school stroked his goatee and took out his treasured rubbings of murals with a smile.

In the mural, fire from heaven descends, turning the world into a sea of ​​fire. On top of a towering cliff, a vague figure hangs in the air, resisting the coming disaster.

The old scholar pretended to be mysterious: "You definitely don't know who saved us."

The Old World chronology changed dramatically in just a few years.

After the War of Gods, the God of Light fell, and the resurrected God of Darkness regained control of the origin of the world. However, only within the following year, this only remaining god gradually faded away, fading from sight like the receding tide.

With the departure of the gods, intelligent life that dominated the human world gradually developed and formed factions of varying sizes. This scene of flourishing human life ended on the last day of the Old World.

Fire descends upon the world.

A mysterious man arrived and prevented the catastrophe from happening.

The old scholar said, "That day, this lord waved his hand, and the raging fire that descended upon the earth seemed to have stopped in time. It was like a miracle. Then the fire from the sky flowed back and returned to the heavens."

"Some say He is a newly born god. Kids, guess who He is. Hahaha, it doesn't matter if you don't know. She is..."

"Your Excellency the Priest."

The newly born elf said, "I've heard this story for the fifth time. Teacher, your memory isn't very good."

Old scholar: “…”

"You, you, you, stop spoiling things," the old man coughed and changed the subject. "Then you must not know why the originally barren soil has become fertile and can grow enough food to resist hunger."

Elf: "It's the priest."

"The magical seeds the adults gave me are growing very strong. I like them very much. We just went to experience it with Grandpa Skeleton a few days ago. Grandpa also said that the seedlings like me and asked me to go over when I have time."

"Teacher, are you not good enough? Why do you keep talking about these old things?"

Old scholar: “…”

Oh my, I have a bad temper.

Thinking about the high salary offered by this Forsaken Land School, the old scholar took a deep breath, stroked his goatee, and forced a smile out of professional ethics: "What a lively child. It's okay, teacher, we'll find another one."

"Then you must not know where our vanished gods have gone."

The elf scratched his head and said, "He's following the High Priest. He just passed by."

"What?"

The elf pointed outside the school window: "It's right there."

"Teacher, do you want a new pair of glasses? I heard from Grandpa Tree that your eyesight doesn't work as well as it should as you get older."

Old scholar: “…”

He finally couldn't help it: "Don't leave after school this afternoon, stay and clean up."

"A little bit."

The naughty elf was chased out of the school and failed to brake, and collided with another elf walking in from the door.

“Ouch!”

Just as it was about to collide with the ground, a warm and gentle force came from below, lifting the entire elf up.

"you......"

The elf in front of him had golden eyes like the sun, but when they looked into each other's eyes, there was no emotion in them, as if nothing in the world could attract his attention.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hurt you."

A gentle voice came over. The stunned elf looked forward and couldn't help but lose his voice: "Priest...Priest."

The white hand made a shushing gesture, Shen Shuang rubbed the elf's hair and smiled: "It's me, go back to class."

The old scholar who followed closely behind him panted and finally caught up: "Priest, why are you here?"

Chen Shuang pushed the fallen elf and the golden-eyed elf she brought forward.

She said, "Hello, teacher. We are here to take him to school. Don't worry about it. Just continue with your class."

"Yes, take him away quickly."

The black-haired spirit standing behind the priest suddenly spoke up: "Remember to teach him carefully and don't let him out until he has finished learning."

Hearing this, the golden-eyed elf immediately turned around and looked at the black-haired elf, but unfortunately before he could glare at him, the other party pulled the priest away in an instant.

Only the echo remained: "Don't let him go——"

Eskine: "..."

He squeezed out a sound from his back teeth: "I, Per, Er."

Unfortunately, after being resurrected by the Tree of Life, he completely got rid of his previous identity and truly became an elf, making it difficult for him to fight with Iper again.

"I actually met the real priest."

The old scholar stroked his goatee, holding the elf in one hand and the golden-eyed elf looking out with the other.

He looked left and right, up and down for a long time, and then suddenly realized it. He approached the golden-eyed elf and asked stealthily, "You are the child of the priest and the god, right?"

Eskine took a breath and said with a forced smile: "Do you think I look like him?"

“It seems a little different.”

The old scholar thought for a moment and suddenly realized something: "The historical records show that in the beginning, the High Priest was accompanied by an elf. Could it be..."

As if he had discovered some shocking secret, he suddenly covered his mouth and lowered his voice: "Don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you. I will definitely not let anyone know that you are the illegitimate child of an adult and an elf."

Eskine: "......"

This history is too wild.

"alright."

The old man, who decided to keep the secret, shouted loudly to the classroom: "Let us welcome the new student. Please give him a round of applause."

"Let's continue with the next chapter: The Fall of the God of Light."

Eskine: "......"

Can I skip this class?

*

[Congratulations, your camp construction value has increased by +50,000]

[Current camp stability value: 100001]

[You have completed the construction of the dark camp, and the stability value has reached the target]

[Thanks to your unremitting efforts, this faction has been revived, and the glory of darkness shines again]

Congratulations on achieving "Eternal Fame"

As a newly born god, you will leave this world to countless creatures. This world will be a balance of light and darkness, no longer bound by divine authority. You will be engraved on the monument as a spiritual belief.

The priest walking in the Moonlight Garden suddenly stopped and heard a clear broadcast voice in his ears.

【Congratulations, mission completed】

【About to be teleported back to the real world】

The electronic sound of the system 147 points is also full of emotion.

[Dear host, you can start your rest time]

The god who had always been by his side had a premonition of something: "Is it time?"

Chen Shuang: "Well, there is still one last minute."

"Is that so?" God ruffled her hair and leaned over to hug her. Her long, curly black hair spread in front of her, bringing a cool touch.

The god said in a deep voice, "One last hug."

"I'll be waiting for you to come back, right here," he said, "right in the garden. The first thing you see when you come back will be me."

"Remember to think of me."

"Yes."

Chen Shuang pulled away the god who was clinging to the ground tightly, and said with a smile: "It's not like I won't come back."

She lowered her head and looked into those wet eyes: "Crying?"

He choked out his words, "No."

A gentle kiss landed on the god's brow. Chen Shuang watched him suddenly open his eyes a little wider and whispered softly, "Remember to think of me."

[Returning to the real world]

The priest smiled and touched his head: "See you later."