Chapter 61, Part 1 "Wait an hour."
Poseidon could have many excuses for his actions.
When He was first attacked, He didn't know that the enemy was an Outer God.
Countless years have passed since the Heavenly Father created the world. Crises among the gods have always come from internal strife. These gods, who have never left their homes, have never imagined that enemies would come from beyond the heavens.
In the perception of the Sea God, the last war between gods happened "not long ago".
The Sea God, who was severely bullied by the God of Conspiracy and was the first to exit the War of Gods despite being extremely powerful, decided to be cautious in this War of Gods, not trust anyone, and fight to the end.
As for "death", He also prepared for it.
Mortals are mortal, and gods are not immortal either. In the eyes of mortals, gods' lifespans are so long they appear almost infinite. But in the gods' own perception, lifespans are just that.
Even the innate gods can lose their self-awareness. Although they still have the same name, the dominant consciousness is different.
Poseidon is not afraid of death.
While he decided to avenge his previous defeat in this war between gods, he was also prepared to die - when he was seriously injured and dying, the power of the gods would be transferred to Singh, making the enemy's efforts in vain.
Singh's soul is strong enough to bear the authority of the gods, but it will hurt for a while.
The sea god was overjoyed when he thought of Singer's expression when he was forced to become a god, even happier than when he thought of his enemy's expression when he found out that his efforts were in vain.
The Sea God did not expect that the enemy was not "his own god" but an external god.
But His back-up plan also worked. The Outer Gods had no hope of completely taking away His authority.
The thought of the bad situation that would be left for Singer made Poseidon no longer happy, and he felt a little guilty.
[Ah, but I'm almost dead, there's no way to make up for it, sorry! ~]
The sea god left behind his usual frivolous remarks and prepared to die in a carefree manner.
"My Lord, please do your own work, bear your own responsibilities, and clean up the mess you've left behind yourself. Don't rely on others."
But Singh, as always, did not indulge his gods.
The Sea God looked at Singer, who had imprisoned within his body a portion of the Sea God's authority that had been distorted by the Sea of Corruption.
He certainly had many things to say to defend Himself, but He could not utter a single word of defense.
He was stupid, reckless, and not only brought disaster upon himself but also implicated others.
The chubby sea god raised his pocket-sized trident.
The trident will pierce Singh's chest, destroying the twisted power trapped in Singh's soul, as well as Singh's own soul.
"Wait." Xia Xifeng stretched out his hands and lifted up the sticky sea god.
The Poseidon Jelly swayed, and its eyes showed a confused look.
He has mobilized the power of the gods, and this mortal can still lift himself up?!
Xia Xifeng put the Sea God's robe back on his head. "I roughly understand the situation. Bishop Singer is dead, and his soul coexists with the power of corruption. To eliminate the power of corruption, we must destroy Bishop Singer's soul as well."
Singh said, "That's right. Please don't stop me."
Xia Xifeng asked, "Do we have to do it now?"
Singer said, "Once my Lord has broken through this barrier, the Sea of Decay will sense it. Although 'It's' is trying its best to conserve its strength and wants to wait until I collapse, but 'It's' will see that my Lord is not only alive but has also regained some authority. It will definitely ignore its own injuries and attack this place with all its might."
Xia Xifeng asked, "How long will it take for Him to arrive?"
Singh said, "Two hours at most."
Poseidon puffed up his body and said, "How can you save him?!"
Xia Xifeng shook his head, and the Sea God above him swayed with him: "No. But if there is no, then we will do nothing? There are still two hours left."
Singh and Poseidon: "..."
Qin Lang sighed deeply. Facing the gaping hole in Xia Xifeng's head, Poseidon and Singer's expressions were indescribable.
"Wait an hour." Qin Lang said, "After an hour, you can do whatever you need to do."
Xia Xifeng nodded vigorously, and the Sea God grabbed Xia Xifeng's hair tightly to prevent Xia Xifeng from being thrown off by the chicken pecking at rice.
Xia Xifeng said, "Yes, yes, we have already held on for so long, one more hour won't make a difference."
Singh said helplessly, "Although it's certainly possible to hold on for another hour, is it necessary?"
"Yes!" Xia Xifeng raised his head. "If you were already dead or twisted when I saw you, there would be nothing I could do but accept reality. But now your soul is still there, and your mind is still clear. Even if there is only one minute left before death, you must do everything you can to save yourself in that minute!"
Qin Lang helped translate Xia Xifeng's words: "What he meant was that no matter how short the remaining time is, we must finish what we can and leave no regrets."
Xia Xifeng is such a person.
He was an optimistic fool who would crawl forward even if he was shot several times, pointing his fingers forward, raising his head with difficulty, and shouting "I can still be saved."
Oh, if he only has one breath left and is sure that he cannot be rescued, he will definitely shout again, "For tomorrow, you must live with my hope."
Never mind how a dying person could speak so long. Qin Lang believed that with Xia Xifeng's willpower (to the extent of illness), he could do it.
One hour countdown.
How to save them? I don’t know.
But waiting for death is impossible, and dying early is even more impossible.
With Qin Lang's "translation", Poseidon and Singer understood Xia Xifeng's thought process.
After understanding, they also thought that Xia Xifeng's thinking process was very problematic.
As a proud god, he was still struggling until the last moment before his death. According to the values of this world, he is not noble, but ugly.
They should face death calmly, only then can their attitude be considered elegant.
But... okay, it's not impossible to struggle a little longer.
Those who are unfamiliar with them, but familiar with their allies, may not need to maintain the arrogant and elegant posture of gods.
Singh smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, I'll hold on for a while. Even if I can leave my soul behind, I won't be able to reunite with my family."
Poseidon's jelly body trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but his small eyes drooped.
Xia Xifeng spoke frankly, "My condolences... No, I mean, Bishop, you can only be reunited with your daughter. Madam Katie is still alive and well. She's rebuilding Freeport, and her temper has become terrible. Oh, right! I actually forgot."
Xia Xifeng habitually wanted to pat his head, but was poked by the sea god with his pocket trident. He retracted his hand with a "wow".
Xia Xifeng waved his hands and continued, "Bishop, quickly think of a suicide note for Madam Katie. You haven't had time to say goodbye to her yet, have you? Make sure she eats well, gets enough rest, and most importantly, has a better temper!"
As a life player, Xia Xifeng will of course actively participate in the reconstruction of Freeport. He has suffered too much from Mrs. Katie.
Singh's eyes widened in disbelief.
When the Black Water Tide broke out, Singh's wife and daughter were visiting relatives in Atlantis and were at the center of the Black Water Tide.
The creatures that face the black water may even have their souls distorted.
So Singh kept silent about his wife and daughter.
He knew that if the Black Water Tide had not erupted, his wife and daughter would be living well, without having to ask.
If he asked, he would be jealous of his other-worldly self.
Singh's gaze shifted to the Poseidon.
Poseidon muttered, "I'm sorry I couldn't save them all."
Xia Xifeng added, "However, the bishop's daughters didn't die in the Black Water Tide, but in the subsequent plague. I believe their souls must be fine."
According to Xia Xifeng's gaming experience, the souls of those creatures that survived the black water tide and whose souls were not immediately shattered can all be saved.
The local gods still did some good things after the apocalypse.
Singer's lips moved but no sound came out.
When the Black Water Tide erupted, the Sea God was already seriously injured and on the verge of death. He even used his strength to protect his wife and daughter.
As a devotee of God, Singh can sacrifice himself for God and the world without hesitation.
But Singh could not suppress his joy that his wife and daughter became the "special ones" in the disaster.
All living beings have a selfish side.
"Thank you, my Lord." Singh, who had always faced his end calmly, shed tears for the first time.
The sea god twisted his body and did not respond to Singh's thanks.
He did not protect all of Singh's family members.
Singh knew the character of the sea god and did not continue to thank him.
He said to Xia Xifeng, "I will try my best to hold on until the last moment and strive to be reunited with my family."
A huge stone fell from Xia Xifeng's heart.
He firmly believes that people's desire to survive will definitely affect the "outcome".
Xia Xifeng said to Qin Lang, "Old Qin, go kill the monsters."
The only thing left to do to perfectly clear this dungeon was to clear the monsters. Although he had taken a different route to "clear the dungeon", Xia Xifeng firmly believed that there must be a reason for "perfectly clearing" the game.
It will definitely be useful for him and Qin Lang to come to this copy.
Just to let Poseidon see Singh? That wasn't why they came.
Even if they took the route in the game and took Poseidon away directly, Poseidon would definitely come back here and kill his bishop with his own hands after regaining power from outside.
Because the black water did not spread to the water bodies on the mainland, Singh must have waited until his deity arrived.
It’s just that there were no players to witness this meeting.
In the first instance, the two watched the little lion happily leave with the perilla flower in its mouth;
In the second instance, the heroes waited for the real Silver Moon they believed in;
The third copy will definitely have an ending that is sad but not hopeless.
Otherwise, why would the players travel through time and space?
This is not a game where you have to follow the plot strictly, but a "game world after the player travels through time".
Qin Lang cast a faint shadow to stay there to accompany Xia Xifeng, then turned around to kill monsters.
He had helped Xia Xifeng deal with so many miserable monsters that he already knew the perfect monster-killing route.
Xia Xifeng also sent a little man to sit on Qin Lang's shoulder, guiding Qin Lang in real time and checking for any shortcomings and filling them in for Qin Lang.
The busyness during this period has made Xia Xifeng more proficient in splitting himself.
He discovered that by shrinking the clone and reducing the energy in it, he could extend the clone's existence.
This is the same principle as Qin Lang making his clone into a stiff shadow.
Xia Xifeng grabbed the corner of Qin Lang's clothes as he turned around: "Hey, why do you leave a shadow? The shadow can't talk to me. Give me a little man!"
Qin Lang: [You can say it in the system.]
While answering through the system chat, Qin Lang's figure sank into the shadow world, and Xia Xifeng grabbed nothing, which made Xia Xifeng so angry that he kept shouting that it was unfair.
Qin Lang would not be fooled.
If he were to take down a villain, Xia Xifeng would definitely play tricks on him given his impulsive nature.
He didn't want Xia Xifeng to have a Poseidon on his head, and the Poseidon to have him on his head. That would be too stupid.
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