Fang Xiu sneered: "Then why, when I died in Qingshan Mental Hospital, did I not return to my own home, but instead remained in Qingshan Mental Hospital?"
"I'm talking about relative safety, not absolute safety. The being that granted you the ability to rewind after death doesn't want you to be a hothouse flower. He wants you to experience the storms, but at the same time, He doesn't want you to be stuck in a dead end."
Haven't you noticed that every time you die and reload, you don't face a certain death? And the timing of the reload is always more advantageous to you.
Now, my consciousness has taken over, and the timeline of the death rollback is naturally determined by me.
Your becoming a child of angels is the safest and most advantageous moment for me.
Fang Xiu's eyes flickered slightly. So that's how it is. He had previously guessed that death rollback might be based on events, just like in a game where you save before each boss fight.
However, it now appears that this is not entirely the case. The timing of the death rollback is constrained by two factors: one's own subconscious and the other being advantageous to oneself.
The pullback point is formed by the mutual constraints of two factors.
"Fang Xiu, give up. Although you have the switch to roll back after death, I decide when to do so. Your biggest trump card can no longer save you now."
Fang Xiu's lips curled into a sinister smile: "You think you've got me cornered?"
"Fang Xiu, you are a smart man. You should know that your momentary outburst is no match for my century-long plan!"
For this day, I have painstakingly planned for a hundred years, instigating a war between angels and other treacherous gods to steal divine status. In order to lay my plans on you, and to evade the gaze of that being, I have ventured into the River of Fate countless times, only to be devoured by fate countless times. My true form is still lost in the River of Fate, unable to return.
Everything that followed was accomplished through the substitution of fate, turning others into stand-ins.
I've paid so much to get this opportunity, and what about you?
Do you think you can defeat me with just this ridiculous hatred?
Furthermore, rewinding after death won't affect your consciousness. Our consciousnesses are now one; no matter how many times you rewind—a thousand, ten thousand, or a hundred thousand times—it won't reverse the fact that your consciousness has been invaded. On the contrary, as time goes by, your self-awareness will diminish until it disappears.
Suddenly, Fang Xiu let out a soft laugh: "After saying all that, you just want to break my will."
Zhou Qingfeng was very frank and admitted directly: "You're right. Even though I'm confident of victory, I don't want to waste a single second. I've been waiting for this moment for too long."
Fang Xiu, if you give up, I can preserve a sliver of your consciousness so you can see the future of humanity. I know you oppose the global bizarre, but this is the only way to survive.
After I take over your body, it's equivalent to possessing a fragmented godhood, destiny, the ability to rewind time after death, and so on...
With this body, I can easily corrupt all of humanity, transforming them into monsters and making them my followers. Although they lose their minds, it is only temporary.
With all this, I have the opportunity to become a god. Once I become a god, I will surely restore humanity's reason and establish a divine kingdom belonging to humanity.
As for your desire to kill the monster and take revenge, I promise you, after I become a god, I will avenge you..."
"Hehehe..." Fang Xiu suddenly burst into a burst of wild laughter, interrupting Zhou Qingfeng's words.
"Avenge me? Who do you think you are, to avenge me? You're nothing but a loser from the last era."
"Sigh." Zhou Qingfeng sighed, as if he had already expected that Fang Xiu would not compromise.
“I know you won’t compromise, because we’re the same kind of people. We won’t give up until we achieve our goals, and we won’t be changed by any external force.”
"The same kind of people?" Fang Xiu seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world: "You, who are terrified by fate, what right do you have to be compared with me?"
"You say that because you haven't seen fate. When you actually see that despairing fate and find that you can't change it no matter how hard you try, accepting your fate is your only option."
"Hehehe... Zhou Qingfeng, open your eyes and watch how I break your so-called fate and defy destiny!"
Suddenly, Fang Xiu raised his head and looked up at the angels in the sky.
"Get down here, angel!"
"Sigh." Zhou Qingfeng sighed again, "Everything you're doing now is in vain."
After saying that, he fell silent, clearly not intending to persuade Fang Xiu any further.
boom!
Billions of rays of holy light bathed the world, accompanied by eerie and grand murmurs, and angels descended once more.
The process was the same: after the angel descended and met Fang Xiu, he first hurled a string of profanities to express his anger at having his divinity stolen, and then he unleashed holy light.
However, Fang Xiu was not unmoved; instead, he activated his ethereal transformation.
Although he can't use most of his body, he can still use two abilities: one is rewinding from death, and the other is his wife's intangibility.
Once the ethereal transformation was activated, the world-destroying strike had absolutely no effect on the opponent.
The entire spatial node turned to ashes, and a huge crack appeared in the sky. Countless strange creatures poured out of the crack, as if a strange rain was falling from the sky.
A bizarre phenomenon ravaged the West, a veritable chaotic dance of demons.
The angels in the heavens, seeing Fang Xiu still alive, had a faint look of surprise flash across their indifferent eyes, as if they were astonished that this ant had not died.
He burst forth with grand ravings once more, which Fang Xiu neither understood nor wanted to understand.
He grinned maliciously at the angel, revealing his gleaming white teeth: "Can't even touch the hem of my clothes? What a piece of trash."
The angel instantly flew into a rage, and countless holy lights surged forth, gathering before him and slowly coalescing into a sphere of light like an eternal sun.
The ball of light falls.
boom!
A great holy light shone forth, as if the sun had fallen to earth, crashing down with a thunderous roar.
Bang!
A deafening explosion resounded, and heaven and earth, the void, and all things melted like candles.
The area within a radius of tens of thousands of miles was completely leveled, and even a bottomless crater was created.
At the very center of the giant pit, a figure dressed in black stood silently, his flowing silver hair fluttering in the wind.
Is this all there is to it?
Fang Xiu looked down at him and said.
"Fang Xiu, whatever you want to do is futile. Angering the angels won't change your fate," Zhou Qingfeng's calm voice rang out.
Fang Xiu's lips curled into a sinister smile: "Just you wait and see."
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