Chapter 82: Half a Step Ahead
"Master is finally here."
Han Zhi looked up while leaning on his sword, his blood-stained hand tightening the hilt. The blood stains on his white armor were particularly glaring under the golden light.
The Golden God's gaze passed over the corpses on the battlefield and locked onto Han Zhi. His voice was like a bronze bell tempered with ice, making people's eardrums ache: "It was you who killed my God of Weapons?
"If you want to punish me, I can send my aunt to see the master."
Han Zhi smiled: "Master, you only have half the power, you are not worthy to fight me."
The Golden God gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Stand next to me." Han Zhi said, "Master, we need to talk."
"Talk?" She sneered, but didn't make another move. Her floating figure sank slightly. "You killed my priest, and now you want to talk to me?"
"Kill him because he deserves to die."
Han Zhi said softly: "Today's battle is the last one."
Jin Shen was stunned: "What do you mean?"
"It seems that Mu Qingyang hasn't told you anything yet?"
An ice shield condensed around Han Zhi's body, wrapping him and the Golden God inside.
He repeated what he had told Mu Qingyang yesterday.
"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine gods have been judged. Heaven says that the sins of this continent can be atoned for."
"So, let's ceasefire."
The ice shield completely blocked out the sounds of fighting from outside. The Golden God stared at Han Zhi's blood-stained but unusually calm face. She obviously had not recovered from the impact of the "last battle" and the "nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine gods". Even her breathing was heavier than before.
It’s like you are ready to do something big, but the other party suddenly asks you to stop, and you feel like all your efforts have been wasted.
She finally understood why Han Zhi had not intervened in the battle before, but suddenly appeared on the battlefield today.
"So what you hope for is the death of these gods..."
"No, from the beginning to the end, there is only one god who needs to die."
The Golden God suddenly raised his head, the golden light in his pupils trembled, and his clenched hands unconsciously loosened a little. His voice was filled with disbelief: "Only one?"
"That's right." Han Zhi nodded. "Listen carefully to my last words. I want you and Mu Qingyang to declare a truce with the world after my death. Today's battle will be the final basis for determining victory or defeat."
"Now, you have two choices, plunge your sword into my heart, or, get out of here."
"Last words?" Jin Shen's face changed: "Why should I listen to you? What exactly do you want to do? Why do you want to let Qingyang come back, you..."
"If we don't let her come back, how can we let her risk everything and attack Jiutu with all her might?"
"As for whether you obey or not, it's not up to you to decide."
Han Zhi smiled: "Those little fights are really making me impatient. I can't wait to watch this Twilight of the Gods."
"Now, I will use my life to awaken your dawn."
He actually deceived everyone.
In the illusion that day, he did not see the Moon Goddess.
Rather, it is Tiandao himself.
The bargaining chips offered to him by the Heavenly Dao were very fair: when a god fell, He would forgive one sin of the continent.
The God of Criminal Law fell, and He forgave the sin of breaking the law.
The God of Grain fell, forgiving the sin of spreading famine.
The mountain god fell, and he forgave the sin of barren land.
The God of Music fell, and He forgave the sin of complaining.
“But they are somewhat infallible.”
Tiandao agreed with his statement.
His voice was gentle and persuasive: "So what do you think we should do?"
Han Zhi said: "To endure pain requires more courage than death."
"They should live to meet their punishment."
Death is too easy for their evil. (Here they refer to the gods who do evil things)
And it is too unfair to their kindness. (Their kindness here refers to the gods who do good things.)
"OK."
Tian Dao said: "What if to do this requires you to kill yourself?"
Han Zhi Wu Wei: "I couldn't ask for more."
"As you wish." Tiandao's voice gradually dissipated into the mist. "From the moment your godhead was shattered, all the gods who died in this war—the infallible gods were spared, the evil gods were bound. The sins of the continent will be borne solely by you."
"Han Zhi, you are different from them. You are worth ten thousand gods."
He didn't hear Tiandao's last words clearly, so he didn't know why his life was so valuable to Tiandao.
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Something big happened in Jiuge Continent!
Since the War of the Seven Kingdoms instigated by the Demon God a thousand years ago, the God of Wood and the God of Gold have instigated the Second War of the Seven Kingdoms.
In this war, countless people were killed and wounded, and all countries suffered heavy losses. Countless gods fell, and the most tragic of them was the Nine Lands.
But just when everyone thought that even the Stone God had been killed by the Gold God and that the Nine Lands would definitely be taken over by the Jin Kingdom, a miracle occurred.
Countless spiritual lights emerged from the ground and condensed into divine bodies one by one. Some emitted colorful halos, while others were black in color.
After a while, the divine nature emitting a colorful halo gradually condensed into a human form, looking blankly at its resurrected body.
The blackened godhead was surrounded by only a ball of soul, which roared in pain.
When Mu Qingyang saw this scene, he fell to the ground.
"Okay, Han Zhi, you're really amazing..."
She gritted her teeth and felt extremely ridiculous.
I spent half a day's effort, but it was all in vain.
"You said so much, but you were just lying to me..."
"Lie to me..."
The Golden God walked up to her, blood still flowing from his palm.
"He didn't lie to you."
She closed her eyes and said, "Qingyang, we lost this battle."
She did not kill Han Zhi. Han Zhi stabbed himself and crushed his own divinity.
When two countries are at war, if one side erects an ice shield, it is considered a request for peace.
When seeking peace, you cannot attack the other party.
He did it on purpose, making everyone think she killed him.
For this reason, he completely stood on the moral high ground. Leng Baibai and Fenjin hated her to the core, and Chi Changyuan protected Jiutu at all costs.
Even her subjects were ashamed of her behavior.
"Moreover, the number of resurrected Nine Earth Priests is the largest."
The Golden God seemed reluctant to tell Mu Qingyang the truth: "He tricked us, and now we are powerless to..."
"I see."
Mu Qingyang closed her eyes. In fact, she should have given up long ago, right?
Jin Shen looked at Mu Qingyang sitting on the ground. She wanted to reach out to help him, but then she pulled her hand back. At this moment, any words of comfort seemed particularly pale in the face of the situation created by Han Zhi.
"He calculated everything." The Golden God's voice dropped, his gaze fixed on the bewildered and resurrected priests. "He calculated that Fen Jin and Leng Baibai would hate us because of 'his death,' and he calculated that my subjects would question me. He used his own 'death' as a rope to bind us."
"What will become of us?" she whispered, her gaze fixed on her people. "Will we be like the ashes of a thousand years ago?"
"He has forgiven all sins."
From the direction of Jiutu, Yu Chen's voice appeared in the golden light.
He held out his hand and said to them, "Everyone is innocent, including you and me."
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