In an instant, Noel almost understood everything.

"…Sorry." Noel said to himself.

Seeing you in this state, I can probably guess...you must have made this choice out of helplessness.

It must be that your retrospection is useless... that's why you became a god. Otherwise, you would definitely talk to me.

There have always been layers of hints buried in Noel's heart. If he had talked with Su Mingan about becoming a god in the previous round, then Su Mingan must be carrying some hints now.

Now that Noel hasn't seen any new hints, it means that they have never talked once, and Su Mingan has become a god.

What a despair this is.

…even if a person doesn’t even want to give up his “self”, he must turn back.

"I'm sorry," Noel repeated.

However, the gods didn't care about his apology, nor did they pay any attention to his eyes. Those old soul communications across time had been buried deep in the divinity.

Noel smiled bitterly, retracted his index finger, and gently tapped the tentacle.

This was their quick code, like a built-in language, meaning "sorry". If Su Mingan wanted to respond, he could just retract his index finger. But it was obvious that the gods would not respond.

Noel shifted his gaze and looked at the hundreds of thousands of humans kneeling under the sky. They were so pious that they would probably be willing to die if the gods asked them to.

Until Noel tilted his head.

——He suddenly saw that the god’s index finger retracted.

He was very hesitant in this action, as if he didn't understand what he was doing. But he still did it, as if it was a conditioned reflex.

Noel's eyes flashed, he held his forehead and laughed out loud in his heart.

He suddenly understood that no matter what he became, Su Mingan was Su Mingan, and he would come back sooner or later... sooner or later.

"...Su Mingan." The overlapping shadows appeared in front of him and looked at Su Mingan.

“Dieying, you don’t want to be my best friend at all, and I’m not that charming.” Su Ming’an said calmly, “You are no different from the organizers, you just value something that may exist in me. Don’t talk so nicely, about freedom, about travel… I don’t know you at all.”

"..." Dieying stared at Su Mingan intently.

"Are you trying to say that I have known you before?" Su Ming'an said, "Your lie has no validity. A shepherd boy cannot lie for the fourth time."

Dieying was silent for a long time:

"Yeah, you really don't know me."

Su Mingan carefully wrapped several teammates in his tentacles, like a hamster hoarding food, and placed them in the safest place. Although he didn't know what they were for, the puppet thread on his heart showed that maybe he couldn't throw them away.

Then, He faced the overlapping shadows, and His voice was as cold as ice.

"I hate you."

"Now, I want to fulfill the original promise of the copy."

…

[Combat Power (temporary): 8999+]

…

Dieying was stunned... What promise?

Did Su Mingan make any promises at the beginning of the copy?

The next moment, He suddenly understood.

The white tentacles suddenly rose up like growing branches and stabbed towards the overlapping shadows. The space swung wildly, and the scarlet light flashed repeatedly, covering his entire body——

“Boom—boom—”

The vibration sounded like thunder, and thousands of strange creatures were torn to pieces in an instant, spilling blood all over the sky.

With a grab of its tentacles, it pulled the confused Xiao Ying out of the Old Temple and threw him to the ground, leaving him face down like a dog eating a watermelon.

The tentacle poked out Xue Qixia who was hiding in the corner, and pierced his heart before he could beg for mercy.

Afterwards, the tentacles quickly found Zhang Daoxuan, Zhang Xiaoqi, Dwight, Jenny, who were escaping using various props... They were all people who had helped Mizushima Kawaseong kill Su Mingan. Whether they were real players or fake phantoms, they had all tried to kill Su Mingan, so Su Mingan treated them the same way.

There is no ability to resist.

These players are obviously very powerful, but in front of the power of the gods... they are no different from ants.

You can't fight him, and you can't escape him.

"Su Ming'an, I come from an ancient martial arts family, and I am of the same blood as Lu Shu's clan. You can't kill me - ah -!" Zhang Daoxuan puffed his beard and glared, trying to get a way out by relying on his elder's status, but was hit on the head by the expressionless god.

"Wait... Su Ming'an, it was not my intention to kill you. My master told me to do it, please let me go!" Zhang Xiaoqi was so scared that his face turned pale, his Taoist robe rolled up, and he begged for mercy again and again. However, the gods didn't even bother to listen to his tiny voice, and he turned into scarlet juice in the next second.

"Su Mingan, please spare my life. From now on, if you go east, I won't dare go west! I was blinded by interests before. I beg you to spare my life..." Dwight's face was pale, but his body was twisted into a strange shape by the vibration of space, and he soon died.

Blue, red, green... various light effects flashed, and equipment props exploded all over the ground.

The gods do not listen to any enemy's pleas for mercy.

Under the vibration that covered the entire sky, blood splattered everywhere, and limbs were scattered like flowers from heaven. Su Mingan was merciless to these players who killed him, and even more so in the godly state, almost like crushing ants. Any props, equipment, and skills seemed to be poured on a copper wall.

If Edward were present, he would probably have been whipped three hundred times, but unfortunately he was not there.

Facing the white tentacles that were stabbing at him madly, Dieying suddenly remembered what Su Mingan had promised at the beginning.

That is——

【Kill the Riddler! 】

“Swish!”

Light and shadows shot forth, and blood splattered everywhere.

The space is swept clean and the world is clear; the judgment covers thousands of miles.

As the white tentacles danced wildly and vibrated, the sky changed color, mountains and seas overturned, and the heaven and earth resonated.

People fell to the ground, shocked by the power of the gods.

…

Yueyue touched the white tentacles, looked at the intertwined colors in Su Mingan's eyes, and sighed softly.