Chapter 63 God!

In the red sea, the bodies of several people were floating slowly with the waves, and a broken light from nowhere was floating between them.

Through this weak light, Zhou Ye could see that the person in front of him seemed to be briefly attracted by his words, but then his face returned to the initial depression and resentment.

"Do you still remember your name? You told me in the trial." Zhou Ye asked the person opposite.

But the old man opposite did not respond to this question. He looked unfriendly and stretched out his hand to attack his chest. His movements were extremely fast, wrapped in thick divine power, and all the vests had no time to react.

In the endless crimson at the bottom of the pool, a more intense blood color burst out. Zhou Ye looked down and could see the blood stains on the right arm that the old man slowly pulled out from his chest.

But Zhou Ye was not injured. His body had long been built by the divine power brought by the believers' faith. What flowed out of his body at this time was only the flesh and blood that he wanted to keep and cherish.

That was the last anchor of his self-awareness.

When he looked up again, "God" saw the ring in the left eye of the black-haired boy opposite him. He said with a sneer: "The talent of the alien——"

But in the next second, he noticed the crazy loss of his own divine power.

"Too arrogant. After all these years, you still only know how to use divine power rudely like in the past." Zhou Ye had known all these methods through those memory fragments when he kept getting closer to the body of the "God".

"Do you know how I defeated that polluted and dangerous alien beast when I was still weak?"

"I showed weakness, and then... like this." Countless divine powers flowed freely in the body, not only as an additional power, but also like a natural vein, flowing naturally along Zhou Ye's left eye, enhancing his innate power.

The closer you get, the stronger the power is - and the "God" arrogantly stepped forward, thinking that he would seize the opportunity by attacking first, but in fact he just stepped into a trap.

"You, you should have been with me." At this moment, the "god" looked even older. His limbs struggled desperately in the water, trying to get rid of this inexplicable gravity, but to no avail. He could only scream wildly.

"No, you lowly beast, you lowly creature!!"

"I knew I shouldn't have brought you knowledge, I shouldn't have brought you reason. Now you have learned lies and deception. This is a farmer and a snake!!"

Not wanting to listen to his nonsense anymore, Zhou Ye also increased the output of his talent. The vests gathered around him and dared not disturb him. They were anxiously and nervously watching the situation.

The hole in Zhou Ye's chest continued to ooze out blood, but no one paid attention until it floated in front of the slightly old plastic sunflower.

It was confused for a long time, and its drooping plastic eyes suddenly widened: "Zhou Zhou is injured."

Unfortunately, the voice was too small to attract the attention of anyone present.

"Do you think I will just wait to be sucked dry by you?" The "god" in front of him, who was panicking because of the absorption of energy, struggled desperately and finally stopped the futile action. Instead, he rushed forward tightly and covered Zhou Ye with his entire body.

Ignoring the divine power that was still being absorbed in large quantities, his face first flushed, and then his skin swelled instantly. The red seawater that had been isolated from the outside was absorbed into his body, including Zhou Ye's blood that had been seeping outside.

"Run!" Almost instantly, as the one who was most familiar with the "god"'s actions, Sunflower realized what he was going to do at the first time. Siming, who was closest to the main body, also went to the main body at the first time to try to stop it.

But the "god"'s actions were much faster than all the previous ones. Almost in the speed of two blinks, a rainbow light exploded the entire cave, and even the cave on the top floor began to collapse, and rocks continued to fall.

"It is confirmed that a battle has occurred. Good."

The old men who had been above the clouds and observing this place for a long time suddenly cheered.

"I've said it before, since he knows the truth, he must be on our side."

"Yeah, the one underground..." The old man seemed to hesitate for a few seconds before he finished his words, "It's time for him to leave this world."

"This is for all of us. After all, once we come into contact with the truth, we will inevitably return to our original state. Once we return to our original state, our rationality will no longer exist."

"Yeah, it's better to call it being polluted. Not everyone can accept that their original appearance is a monster."

"That makes sense. I was wrong." The old man who first brought up this topic lowered his head in shame and stroked his beard.

"Let's wait and see who the winner is. If that guy comes out in the end, we may have to launch another round of attacks to kill him."

"Haha." At this point, everyone understood and laughed.

There was a huge explosion in the cave, but Zhou Ye was not actually hurt that much.

His body was almost made up of divine power as his flesh and blood flowed away, and the divine power was constantly absorbed by him, almost becoming an empty shell, so a round of explosions naturally did not cause any damage.

This is why he did not panic even when Ma Jia and Sunflower were shouting to be careful.

The little bit of thought that tried to sneak into his brain was easily grabbed out and crushed by him.

In the past countless days of memory recovery and mental breakdown, his spirit has long been extremely strong.

It is simply not enough for a "god" whose mental and physical strength has been weakened after a long time and several rounds of beatings to hurt him.

Zhou Ye looked down and found that the wounds on his body had been repaired, except for a small hole on his stomach, which was left after the connection between humans and their mothers was severed when they were born.

The knowledge he learned from the memory of "God" emerged in his mind.

But the "people" here have no belly buttons, because they are aliens that simulate human appearances. Their actual internal parts are completely different, without uteruses, let alone "umbilical cords."

He was willing to self-destruct to leave this on my body? He was puzzled, and always felt that it shouldn't be that simple.

"Do you want me to be recognized as completely different from them, so that the teachers, junior students and junior students outside will be afraid of and reject me?"

But - Zhou Ye looked at his legs, and there were five human feet. The people here had only four toes because of the error of imitating the footprints in the mud.

From the beginning, when he lost his memory and was left at the door of his home, he already had these toes, which cruelly separated him from the group he wanted to integrate into.

That day, in order to save the team members, he broke through the limit and possessed divine power, and there was no turning back.

The more he pursued the secret of the body, the closer he was to becoming a human being, and the closer he was to becoming a god.

"Don't think about it, let's get out first." The cave was about to collapse completely. Tan Yue stretched out her hand and released the Moon Butterfly to guide them. The butterflies flapped their wings and sprinkled moonlight one after another, illuminating the way to the water.

The group followed her guidance and escaped from the collapsed cave.

First came Tan Yue, who led the way, and then Nuo. He squatted by the pond and reached out to reach the body without caring about his image, but was ignored. Zhou Ye directly and lightly rode on the Moon Butterfly.

Siming fell last, with a wolf-like plastic flower hanging by his leg.

So the corner of the clean clothes was stained with dirt. Under his cold gaze, Xiaohua quickly let go of his hand, shrank his body and hid behind Zhou Ye.

Just as they were about to straighten their clothes, a bright light shone down, revealing all the dust, and a thunderous sound like a prisoner being interrogated came: "Zhou Ye, come out for inspection."

Nuo raised his hand to block the light in front of him, and looked up. A steel city that was large enough to cover the entire sky was above them. A flashing lighthouse was staring at them, and the light was coming from there.

A strong man was sitting in the lighthouse, looking down at them.

"It's Yuntian's man." Zhou Ye stood under the light under the worried eyes of the vests. Siming subconsciously blocked in front of him, using his wide sleeves to block the glaring light for him.

After a few seconds under the light, it seemed that the identity of the person in front of them was confirmed. Several portals opened and several people went directly to the floating city.

"My friend, congratulations on killing the source of pollution. Now I sincerely invite you to join us, the Yuntian Council."

Just after standing still, a white-haired old man hurried forward, leaned over and pushed open the door of the conference room for several people, while warmly inviting them.

Behind the open door, there were almost a group of golden-haired nobles, and even the slightly different hair color was a very light red. From the outside, it looked more like a family gathering, so when people saw someone entering, their eyes first stayed on Siming behind Zhou Ye for a few seconds, and then the black-haired young man in the front.

"The source of pollution?" Su Yue was almost uncomfortable with the nobles in the conference room. Hearing this confusion

of right and wrong, she subconsciously asked back. "Hehe." The old man who led them in just smiled, as if he heard a young man making an inappropriate joke. He stood at the front and saluted Nuo and Sima as he passed by, and led Zhou Ye to the center of the conference room.

"Welcome, welcome!" Before Zhou Ye got close to the group in the center, several old men burst into applause. The applause was loud, but it was not surprising that Zhou Ye sat down and stopped. They didn't stop until the old man in the lead raised his hand.

"I won't say anything else. I know young people like you like to speak their mind." The old man gave a look and a waiter presented a contract. Zhou picked it up and saw that it clearly said "jointly build a history book."

He glanced at it and was sure that they wanted to pull him in to join in the fabrication of history and share the benefits brought by this huge and sinful industrial chain.

"How about it? In view of your contribution, we can each take out an extra copy as your share this year, at least 200 words of historical content, enough for you to rewrite your own life and even family history. In another 10 years, it will become the truth in the eyes of the world.

Or are you worried about your black hair? Don't worry, this achievement passed down in the form of black hair will make all the peasants look up to you."

"Si Ming, and Cong Yue, we can both clear their names."

"Actually, I don't care about those." When the old man in front of him reached the climax of his free talk, Zhou Ye interrupted him and said, "I just want a world where everyone is equal. You said rewriting history."

"Then can you make all the nobles disappear?"

All the light-haired noble old men turned to look at him, as if they had heard some big joke. Their faces were almost all full of ravines, which made Nuo, who was more emotional, shudder. He quietly approached the original body sitting next to him and whispered, "Don't you think they all look the same?"

"Pfft." The original body quietly pinched his hand that was trying to pull the tablecloth tightly under the table. This action was of course captured by the waiter who had been behind the few people. He lost control of his expression that was proud of the nobles present, and pursed his lower lip.

He remembered that in today's message, it seemed to be written that the adult they were going to receive today had an ambiguous relationship with Siming and Fu Yue.

Where did this pretty boy who looked only slightly taller than the black-haired one come from?

After the negotiation is concluded - he has never encountered a failed negotiation before - what attitude should he use to face these people?

How to arrange the seats is a difficult problem.

He sighed.

Cong Yue caught his very short sigh, turned his head and looked over there, and happened to see an acquaintance sitting in the corner.

It was Zhong Lao, he seemed to have just been released from prison, his face was pale and his appearance was haggard, he sat in the corner, and no one talked to him.

"Zhong Lao, you are here too." Zhou Ye walked straight towards him, and the two of them, one sitting and the other standing, seemed to have swapped scenes.

"You, now you look a bit like the chief," the old man in front of him looked at Zhou Ye from head to toe with satisfaction with his slightly tired eyes. There was no reaction to his words just now. "The disease can be cured. Do you know what the cause is?"

"Yes, it's fine. Thank you for your help before." Zhou Ye noticed his weakness. Thinking that it was caused by himself, the guilt in his heart was still there, so he reached out and planned to use divine power to repair his injuries and hidden diseases. He

no longer planned to show up and contact the outside world. This would be his last and first time to use the power of God for his own selfishness.

The old man who didn't want to notice his movements subconsciously dodged a step. The two of them made eye contact again, and they were surprised and vigilant.

In just a second, Zhou Ye understood his thoughts. He was worried that his mind would be taken away by the evil god and he would also be turned into a skin.

In the extremely silent atmosphere, Zhou Ye raised his eyes to scan their expressions, wary of the majority, and a few were eager to try, but the power of these people could never be a match for "God".

This was not an invitation, but a siege against him by the majority of ambitious people and a few vigilant people in the name of "killing God", intending to devour him and the interests behind him.

He was wrong, thinking that there would at least be an exchange, but it turned out to be a scam.

A bitter feeling flowed between the vests, and Tu Yuexia consciously raised her hand to slap away a moon butterfly that had stayed on her shoulder for too long.

He could accept it, completely accept it, but did Zhong Lao come over knowing it? Zhou Ye frowned, and Nuo behind him took a step forward and gently held his cool palm.

"He is still himself, and his body has not been taken away by the evil god." Nuo showed them their clasped hands.

Zhong Lao avoided Zhou Ye's gaze and said dryly: "Then let's talk about how to distribute the shares."

"You say to divide it? I think he is not a human being, he has been controlled for a long time!"

"Maybe they have all been controlled!" A middle-aged blond stood up and pointed at Siming and said: "You are a noble, but you are with the black-haired one. It's really despicable! If you are not controlled, who would be with that kind of stuff?"

For a while, driven by these few openings, it seemed that Zhou was the evil god and deserved to be attacked immediately.

"I said, he is not." Nuo's face was unpredictable. In the midst of the constant belittling and insults, he raised his voice and said again.

"You say it's not, then it's not? Go away, you ignorant kid, you have no right to speak here!"

"Zhou Ye, is the evil god!" The blond made a decisive conclusion, with his hands on his waist, and his eyes were full of uncontrollable contempt as he glanced at Zhou Ye. "You——"

He dragged out the last syllable very long, as if to say I know you are not, but as long as I say you are, you have to be. From that unguarded, pretentious turn, Zhou Ye sensed his almost joyful pride.

"Then if I really am, what are you going to do?" Zhou Ye smiled gently, the white shirt matched his face, and under the background of the tall vest and the bright candlelight, he seemed a little out of place and weak.

At this moment, he was not talking to the person in front of him, but to himself who did not want to be a god, and did not want to dominate others.

"You?" The man who had just insisted that he was an evil god turned around again after hearing this question. The corners of his lips hidden by his blond hair raised a mocking arc. He first stretched out his hand, and then, as if he was disgusted, he poked Zhou Ye's chest with a finger.

"Huh, you?" He was about to say something else, but suddenly he felt a suffocating impulse. Gulp-gulp-it was his blood rushing up along his throat.

Zhou Ye retracted the hand that pierced his chest: "So you were going to crawl on the ground and beg for mercy."

His face still had the same smile as before, and the bright red blood on his cheeks rolled down his neck and fell into the cover of his clean white shirt.

"Woo-woo-woo-woo" It was unknown whether the man was howling or asking for help, but he desperately tried to escape from Zhou Ye's feet.

The divine power was stagnant in his wound, so the man's wound could only deform wildly. In just a few seconds, he could no longer be seen as a human.

They seemed to have really not expected that the person who had always been accused of being an evil god was really the existence they slandered - they opened their mouths wide, and their faces were extremely ugly, as if saying: "How can you be."

Those high-level leaders of the association, including Zhong Lao, were shocked and hesitant. It was Siming who moved first. He strode over the golden-haired man and used his hands to wipe the blood off the face of the original.

"Let me do it."

"Okay, I don't want to say goodbye to this either, the guest left too soon." Zhou Ye held Siming's hand and put it close to the original body's cheek, and nodded.

This behavior, isn't it the evil god! Fear makes people come back to their senses, and everyone present is extremely afraid. Zhong Lao looked at this scene, but he was no longer afraid as before.

He had seen how Siming treated Zhou Ye when Zhou Ye had not yet recovered, so now it was just Zhou Ye's counterattack after being offended and insulted.

However, that was just a test, couldn't he explain it clearly? Wasn't Zhou Ye a little too extreme? He was not like this before.

He should be kind by nature.

"Don't attack, we can talk..." Zhong Lao was hit by Nuo's sudden punch, and the wind from the punch almost made a sonic boom in the ears of the people around him. The waiters who were standing straight all bent over and covered their ears subconsciously.

The crisp and quick punch did not hurt his life, but directly knocked him out of the battlefield.

"Let me out!" A man tried to open the door and escape. His talent seemed to be some kind of top talent on the talent ranking. Smoke surrounded his body, but unfortunately, he was bound and his whole person turned into nothing. On the skeletons scattered on the ground, two moon butterflies fluttered.

Tan Yue waved her index finger, and a faint light followed like a small meteor.

At this time, the other elders were either relying on their talents to attack the vest fiercely, or had already hidden outside the meeting room and watched coldly.

"Now is not your time!" The leading elder clapped his hands, and the wooden long table twisted as if it was given life. The two corners close to Zhou Ye were raised to the ceiling, and the middle was retracted. The center, which was almost like a funnel, suddenly sprayed out several invisible venom darts.

His eyes were red, and he urged these darts almost frantically, almost surrounding Zhou Ye. Noticing that Zhou Ye did not react at all, the others almost cheered, but the leading elder was nervous.

As expected, at the last second, when the poison darts almost touched Zhou Ye's body, the Tu Yue who was fighting with the crowd in the distance flashed in front of Zhou Ye in the form of flames, hanging upside down like a swaying flower branch. If it was seen at other times, how could everyone present not be moved.

Now it is an enemy posture, so the beautiful and terrifying upside-down fire demon, in the horrified eyes of the crowd, Tu Yue blinked, and her mouth spit out red light as the waves flowed.

"It smells so good..." As he said this, the old man in front of him quickly shrank and aged, and the only time left in his life was also taken away.

"Zhou Ye! I know you are not possessed by the evil god. Whatever you want, we can talk about it!" The old man in the lead finally collapsed and shouted in panic.

"Whatever you want, I'll give it to you. I'll give it to you! Even if you kill us, it won't do anything."

"What on earth are you going to do?" The old men who were still alive and struggling in the other world all responded.

"You can't do anything without us, even if you are a god. Only if we are still alive and our descendants continue to exist can you use them."

"Really?" After hearing his words, Zhou Ye no longer had the original mood. He asked the vests to move aside and approached the old man in the lead, who had already fallen to the ground due to exhaustion.

Zhou also squatted down and looked at him. He found his puzzled and doubtful eyes very funny: "But you don't even acknowledge your own existence. What do I need the help of guys like you for?"

"Don't be naive! You talk about a world where everyone is equal, but that is impossible because we are not human at all. We are monsters, and our nature is endless plunder."

"You said that the guys who don't even acknowledge their own existence established order on the scorched earth after the evil god era and educated all the people. Where were you then?"

"Without us, without the talented and powerful nobles and the associations to manage the people, those stupid civilians like pigs and dogs would have been killed by monsters and died."

"It's the same now. If you kill us, who will manage the transportation of supplies and maintain this corrupt but useful order? Have you ever thought about how those powerful wild talents will treat civilians without the association's patrol team?"

"Now, they are all vying to be dogs for the nobles! You must admit that the history we wrote is useful, because we have successfully tamed countless beasts like you, don't you think so, Zhong Liu!"

Zhong Lao, who was just slapped into the wall by Nuo, was now standing by the wall with his injured arm covered. Zhou Ye turned around and saw him shivering in embarrassment, his already hunched body, like a child who made a mistake and was caught.

"Hahaha!" Zhou Ye was instantly amused by him, covering his face with his hands, laughing uncontrollably, tears were about to come out, and he almost wanted to hang on Siming.

If he had not read the memories of countless "evil gods" in the cave, learned about the development of history, and knew how much of the current ruling order originated from the "evil gods", he would have been deceived like the old man in front of him.

He would have been deceived for a lifetime. He

clearly yearned for equality and was clearly not a bastard.

Great, I am not the only one walking the path I have chosen.

After knowing this, Zhou no longer wanted to get entangled with the guy in front of him. He pulled away, like a white light falling from Yuntian City, with the halo formed by the vest behind him. Under the black sky he created, he was like a falling dazzling meteor attacking the distant sea.

Seeing Zhou Ye going away, the leader who was sitting on the ground in a weak state stood up instantly: "Everyone, get up, start the energy-gathering magic circle immediately, and we will use the cannonball that defeated the evil god before to destroy him."

"It was my negligence to ask him to come up before. I thought he would at least not be a madman."

Almost everyone followed him, and for a moment, only Zhong Liu was left here. He stared blankly at the rubble wall he had just smashed, in the middle of which was the prism card Zhou Ye gave him.

The leader and his group quickly came to a huge hall engraved with many alchemy runes, and each took their position. Many people took medicine while outputting their talents, quickly filling the magic circle.

Under the expectant gaze of the crowd, a giant cannonball surrounded by various natural energies flew towards the white light in the dark night.

The breakthrough speed accurately sank the white light and scattered it.

"Hahaha! It's what he deserves. I was worried that he would ask for more than 8% of the profit in Qingshui City, but now he doesn't have to share it at all." An old man was so excited that his face was red. "

That's right, a young boy, shouting about equality for all, really thinks this is something that can be realized."

They left with laughter.