Chapter 217: Banquet of God (V) Thinking
Fighting, battle, blood, and scorching heat distorted the air.
On the endless scarlet sand, warriors holding various weapons stood silently with blank expressions. The terrifying sandstorm roared to the sky. The fine sand blurred the environment, leaving only a distorted scarlet and countless shadows that appeared and disappeared in time.
High in the sky, the desert god sat cross-legged and looked at the spectacular scene below with great interest.
"Interesting, is this your divine domain? It seems that you have learned a lesson from me, dividing the origin into two halves, and integrating one part into the divine domain, reducing the probability of your own fall while enhancing the power of the divine domain. The consciousness born from the human soul is indeed good at using some alternative means."
He raised the corner of his lips, his malice was not concealed, "It's a pity that in the end you were killed by a little devil who appeared from nowhere. Let me think about how you died...ah, your divine domain was destroyed by four humans, and then the heir of [Blood Mist] and a broken [Sun] shattered the other half of your essence in your body, and finally you were devoured by a new consciousness."
The egg at the very edge of the space made a soft "chi" sound.
The wind is blowing hard? An equally sarcastic voice echoed from the ground covered by the scarlet sand curtain.
"What about you? The high, high god, the ruler of the desert who slaughtered millions of lives, possessing the strongest body and the power to destroy everything with a single hand. Do I need to remind you again? The story of how you were killed by batches of humans, sealed for hundreds of years, and finally devoured by me?"
“…”
The desert god suddenly realized something. "I said, do you think I would be angry because the one who killed me was a human?"
The second generation desert god "Shendu" hid in the thick sand and dust, frowning slightly, "Otherwise, you should be ashamed. As a god, you were killed by humans. It's really shameful."
“…”
“Hahahahahahaha!”
The desert god who was sitting cross-legged in the sky suddenly stood up, standing in the air, as if he heard something interesting, and laughed wildly.
"You actually think this way? - Although we are both desert gods, you and I are completely different types."
"Shendu, listen carefully. I hate life, even myself. The day I choose to kill, I am ready to be killed. I deprive lives when I am bored, and choose to kill each other when I am happy. I enjoy killing and waiting to be killed. This long process is a grand killing tribute to me. Therefore, unfortunately, I will not be angry about the fact that humans kill me. I will only feel happy. In your words, if the ants want to destroy the gods, how much life, how much blood, and how much price should they pay to get a desperate ending. After all, as long as the tree of origin is not destroyed, the gods will be immortal."
At the end, the tone of the Desert God was pleasant and arrogant, yet also contained a bit of compassion.
He stood high above, looking down at the rioting scarlet dust below, and drew a conclusion.
"Ants dare to kill gods, you should feel happy, Shendu, that means one killing after another!"
The scarlet dust became more and more violent.
“That’s ridiculous!”
The second generation desert god “Shendu” roared angrily, and the turbulent scarlet sand turned into giant dragons that roared towards the first generation desert god in the sky.
A red light flashed suddenly, and a red gun surrounded by black gas was lightly tapped by a hand, and then it was swung down at a terrifying speed of lightning, smashing the sandstorm fire dragon that was attacking, and mercilessly smashed straight into the scarlet sand, blasting out a huge deep pit.
"Now I know why you can't see the origin tree of the Desert - don't try to slander me, did I hide the tree? The blood-red tree has always stood in the center of the desert. The reason why you can't see it is because you can't understand me at all... The successor of the Desert doesn't recognize the previous generation, and it's a force of plunder. How can the origin tree accept you?"
The Desert God standing in mid-air stopped smiling, spread out his four arms, and red lights flashed one by one. Densely packed red spears appeared in the sky behind him, and the spear tips flashed with cold light.
"Now, let me teach you what killing is—"
The second generation of the Desert God "Shendu" responded to this, and the scarlet sand on the ground suddenly rose in the opposite direction like a waterfall. Countless warriors appeared and disappeared in the sand curtain? The cold and terrifying aura spread wildly, showing the momentum that was ready to explode.
Still hiding at the edge of the space, Dandan looked left and right, struggling to break a piece of eggshell, and happily tried to rush into the battlefield, but was blown out by the whistling wind and fell back to his original position.
"……grumble."
Fight, don't bring it, excessive.
Just then, a strange voice suddenly appeared in this closed and independent dream world.
"Please wait a moment and let me have a few words, okay?"
That was a figure that had never been seen before—at least, he had never been seen in the hundreds of years of memory of the first generation of Desert Gods, and even in the memories shared by the second generation of Desert Gods, he had never appeared before.
"Who are you?"
The battle that was about to break out was forced to stop, and the desert god looked at the man who suddenly appeared with displeasure.
The other person was sitting in a silver-white mechanical wheelchair. He had a human male face, black hair, and wore single-sided glasses. He was thin and looked powerless. There was a thin blanket covering his knees, and his vaguely exposed ankles exuded a cold silver light belonging to the machine.
"I?"
The man in the wheelchair pushed up his glasses, and his eyes behind the lenses moved slowly and without any emotion between the first and second generation Desert Gods, and then he said calmly:
"You can call me... 'Time and Space'."
**
"...Can you suddenly lose your memory?"
“I can’t.”
Zhang Chun thought that he had indeed caught a glimpse of the enemy.
The other party's reaction confirmed his guess.
Originally, he attended the God's Banquet to find [Blood Mist] and [Time and Space], of which the latter was absent, and the former was somewhat similar to that [Origin].
[Origin] is obviously a random pseudonym. When [Ocean] said he had never heard of it, he even said "now? Just born"? He didn't even try hard to disguise himself. The overly strong sense of déjà vu gave Zhang Chun a headache.
He didn't really believe that Yunyan was the Blood Mist itself. Assuming it was a divine vessel, the god who had been watching Yunyan had left too much power for Yunyan, as if he had an unlimited preference for her. This was too different from the attitude of the gods towards humans, so the possibility was not high.
It was not until I came to the ocean and witnessed the half-body relationship between the [ocean] and the [sky] with my own eyes that the thought that had been flickering in my mind finally became clear.
Twins... or split halves.
Assuming that Yunyan is the split half of [Blood Mist], then the situation that Yunyan is naturally close to the blood crystal energy in the world and can use it at will has an explanation. Because it is only half of the body, the more blood crystal energy is used, the easier it is to get close to [Blood Mist], be assimilated, and finally return to [Blood Mist] and merge into one. Even the divine pollution can be regarded as the assimilation rate. The more blood crystal energy is used, the higher the divine pollution is. What will Yunyan become in the end?
Zhang Chun didn't dare to bet that this was just a simple "inheritance" ceremony. If the relationship between [Ocean] and [Sky] was really like that, why did [Blood Mist] never dare to show up, but always hide in the dark and secretly follow Yun Yan everywhere?
Monitoring, observation? Or some other purpose?
With all kinds of complicated emotions, Zhang Chun followed the [Blood Mist] covered with the shell of [Origin] and entered this separate and closed dream world.
Under his probing, the other party really...did not intend to hide his true identity, or perhaps he realized that his disguise was completely ineffective.
The red phantom not far away - the real [Blood Mist] fell silent after he said that he refused to lose his memory. The face that could not be seen clearly was always facing his direction, and it was unclear whether it was observing or simply daydreaming.
After a long while, He suddenly seemed to come to His senses, and said with a breathless? Strength?: "What's the big deal... I don't really want to fight with you. What's the saying? You can't beat the boss by jumping across the dungeon directly."
His tone became a little? A little? colder, and the seemingly harmonious atmosphere was slowly torn apart by him.
"Right now, the most important thing is to solve the Ocean dungeon."
"Of course, after we finish with you, we will naturally deal with the [Ocean] issue."
Zhang Chun said slowly: "But I never said I wanted to have a conflict with you. I was just curious about you and wanted to get in touch with you."
Red shadow: “…”
He threw away the badminton racket in his hand and sighed: "No, do you really think I would believe such words? From the moment you realized that I was [Blood Mist], you had already put me in the position of an enemy. I am still clear about this. Therefore, based on this point, it can be judged that every word you say and every action you make is an attempt to dig out more intelligence and information from me."
"But unfortunately, I still know that villains die because they talk too much, so no matter what you say, I won't answer you!"
Zhang Chun: "But you have said a lot of things, which are very similar to Yun Yan. And I have never regarded you as an enemy... You think that when I know certain things, I will definitely be hostile to you, is that what you mean?"
Red shadow: “…”
He said, "Cunning Liu Haiguai. But speaking of it, since you know that I look a lot like that guy, you should also know that some people don't distinguish between friend and foe when they fight."
After he finished speaking, he took a step towards Zhang Chun. More than ten blurry and distorted scarlet shadows appeared out of thin air and quickly attacked Zhang Chun opposite him.
The red god at the back raised his right arm, and the scarlet mist rose up like a cloak, turning into a giant sharp blade and swinging down heavily.
"Although killing you might make that guy sad, it doesn't matter. We can just make a replacement. Our technology is pretty good. You can die peacefully."
As soon as the words fell, the whole space shook violently, the scarlet fog dissipated, and there was no one in front of him, and no trace of blood.
Did the attack just now hit? It didn't hit. More than a dozen split scarlet shadows stood blankly in the gradually dissipating mist, looking at each other.
The red god scratched his head, "Eh? Did he run away? It's really troublesome with that invisible cloak covering him..."
"Are you kidding?"
He suddenly raised his hand and stabbed his back, clearly feeling the touch of flesh and blood, and his tone rose, with obvious joy.
Blood appeared from the air?, dripping onto the ground little by little?
"Yeah, very alert."
Still seemingly nothing? Zhang Chun's voice rang out in the abnormal air.
"I have been thinking before, why you never dare to show up? Now, I am thinking, is there a possibility? Only when you don't show up? When you don't show up, the world will regard Yunyan, who is half of you, as [Blood Mist]. Only when you disappear, can he become [Blood Mist]."
Red God: "...Wait a minute, do you want to--"
He immediately tried to retract his stabbing hand, but his wrist was tightly grasped the next second.
"Return to reality? Really, [Blood Mist]."
The space of the dream world suddenly distorted, the white mist gradually dissipated, and the blurry scene became clearer and clearer, blurring into a mass of blue and white, as if it was right in front of me.
That is the blue sky and white clouds in the real world.
Wu Gaoyuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the giant eagle, looked at Zhang Chun and the red god who suddenly appeared in the sky and fell rapidly without any emotion.
Zai Zhe, who was standing on top of the mountains, pushed up his glasses and saw the scenery in the sky in the distance. He quickly drew his sword and stabbed the tip of the sword deep into the mountain. "Field--"
Zhang Chun, who was falling rapidly, sensed the coverage of the field and breathed a sigh of relief: "Very good, I caught up..."
The snail he held in his other hand was about to break as it made a slight hissing sound with difficulty, trying to get the user to let go.
The red god, who was being held down by the shoulders and falling, suddenly lost his original indifference and happiness, and became? Childish?, shouting? "Too much, too much, too much! How can you beat a boss like this!? The protagonist hasn't even finished the plot line! And you are ganging up on me - I don't accept it!"
Zhang Chun was slightly stunned.
The next second, accompanied by a sudden low "slash" sound, a sharp pain in the chest, although he dodged very quickly, the invisible cloak on his body was still torn by the sudden attack, and the chill that almost penetrated into the bone marrow spread wildly with the loss of blood.
The red god stopped landing and stood in mid-air, watching Zhang Chun, who was severely injured by him, being taken away by Wu Gao on an eagle in the sky. He couldn't help but sigh: "He is obviously an enemy, so don't lower your guard, Zhang Chun. If it was that guy, he would probably kill him without mercy when he saw him..."
"who is he?"
Zhang Chun suppressed the urge to cough up blood and continued asking through gritted teeth.
The red god looked at him and said in a strange tone: "He is a true relative whose blood is thicker than water."
Zhang Chun's pupils shrank slightly.
The next second, a dazzling golden light rose from the ground and rushed towards the red god standing high in the sky.
After he dodged, he lowered his head in displeasure. What came into his sight was a tiny black dot standing on a grassland? It was extremely small, but extremely conspicuous.
When I looked closely, I found that the small black dot was the [Myth] with a stick on his shoulder and shining golden eyes.
The other party sighed, picked his ears, and lazily knocked the stick on the ground. Then, a transparent shadow that became larger and larger gradually emerged behind him.
Red God: “…”
He: “???”
“F-Fuck!!!”
at the same time.
Chu Xiuyan, who should have been the person involved, is still looking for the way to the kingdom of dreams.
The system was very smart and explored the dream world everywhere. It saw the first generation desert god and the second generation desert god fighting each other. [Oh oh oh! Fighting? Fighting? ! ]
Seeing the man who appeared in a wheelchair and called himself "Time and Space": [Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! ]
When I discovered that Zhang Chun was secretly following the red god and successfully found out his identity as [Blood Mist]: [??? ??? ??? ???]
As if pressing the accelerator key, the system crashed immediately after seeing Zhang Chun using the snail to bring [Blood Mist] into the real world and then designing a siege, and even [Myth] secretly appeared.
After a long while, it regained its sanity with difficulty, and said to the host who was still foolishly searching for the kingdom of dreams: [There are many big things happening outside. It's quite lively.]
Chu Xiuyan was feeling uncomfortable all over, his body was hot and cold, which didn't last long. After a few minutes, it suddenly became cold and refreshing, as if he had eaten a popsicle in the middle of summer.
"What's going on outside?"
While responding to the system, he followed his sudden intuition and walked to the right.
The system tried to summarize, but failed, and raised Cyber's chin solemnly: [Some people skipped the plot and went straight to the boss.]
[Boss? What boss...]
Chu Xiuyan found a door and pushed it open. What came into view was a beach with rolling waves, blue sky and white clouds, and bright sunshine. The floating island was still sitting high in the sky, casting a shadow.
Crouching on the beach to study how to make it? Chu Li of the sand castle: "..."
Sitting on the reef with his head tilted at a 45-degree angle, Cui Zhiyong looked at the sea view with sadness: "..."
Wan Mingxu, who was trying to build a house by moving tree trunks: "..."
The three people who were left in this dream space stopped their original actions instantly when they saw Chu Xiuyan suddenly appear.
Chu Xiuyan said faintly: "So? When I was not around, you guys were like this..."
"No! Boss! Boss! Did someone step over me to fight the Ocean? Damn it—"
Chu Xiuyan hurriedly ran to the door left by Harris, and immediately decided to go to the Dream Kingdom to join the boss killing team.
【Not "Ocean"...】
The system wanted to explain, but the host's attention was drawn away by Cui Zhiyong's sudden loud shouting.
The guy who was 45 degrees sad a second ago is now running and jumping towards Chu Xiuyan, shouting at the top of his voice: "Fight the [Ocean]?! Take me one, take me one! It's so boring here——"
Chu Xiuyan was furious: "Where is my amusement park? Is it boring?!"
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