Chapter 197 Dream Jealousy
【？ ？ ？】
【This this this? ! ! 】
【I rely on the beauty teacher!!!】
【Master——Yu——！ ！】
【Baby, don’t do that! ! ! 】
[Fuck, don’t die!!!]
【Ball, ball, ball!!!】
【I’m crying ah oooooooooooooooooooo】
[Which damn ＃&@￥]
The incident happened too suddenly. Before anyone could figure out the cause and effect, their vision was filled with the sudden spurt of blood.
Fu Yang shook off the blood on his hands, raised his eyes and saw that the others were looking horrified. He suddenly squatted down, grabbed the man on the ground by his hair, and suddenly lifted him up.
He moved his hand to the back of the man's neck, and in front of everyone around him, he slowly took the man off into the air, hanging hundreds of feet above the castle, which had already broken its roof.
No one dared to act rashly. The air currents in the sky were swirling and shaking, and the body that he was pinching by the neck was like a dead leaf swaying in the strong wind.
Fu Yang let go of his hand at this moment.
The world turned upside down at that moment, and the colors in the eyes of everyone around were compressed until they could only accommodate the falling bodies.
Shuying was the fastest. She ran over almost at the moment the other party let go. At the moment her hand was about to touch the corner of the other party's clothes, invisible ripples suddenly appeared in the air.
The powerful force condensed into a mountain-like impact force, knocking him backwards, his body deeply embedded in the wall behind him, and gravel fell down with a crash.
“Bang, bang—”
There were two more consecutive sounds, and the other two people who were running forward were also knocked out by the invisible barrier, spitting blood.
Fu Yang didn't care about other people's reactions, and didn't even take the initiative to attack them. After he let go, no one could catch the body that fell down in time. The dull sound of colliding with the ground hit people's eardrums hard, but the next second, it was pulled up by the strong suction and fell into his hands again.
The following scene is like a rewind loop.
No one knew what kind of barrier Fu Yang had used his divine power to set up around his area. Every time an outsider wanted to rush over, wanted to attack him, wanted to save the person who was pinched by the neck and imprisoned in his palm, he would always be bounced back by the invisible barrier at the moment of rushing over. After several times, he would be hit all over by the huge impact force.
Fu Yang stood high in the sky and again and again grabbed the body that had stopped moving and breathing, soared into the air and then discarded it like a worn-out shoe, watching the other's body gradually become dirty and broken, bloody, muddy, with bent limbs and a bloody face as it fell again and again.
I enjoy it so much.
Rather than directly killing or torturing others, he obviously prefers just throwing the person he has on him down from a high place again and again.
Fuyang hates Shiyu, always has.
I hate that he was chosen by heaven to be the main god. I hate that he said he just wanted to be a useless waste but came to compete with me for that position. I hate that he was so popular in the world of gods that his subordinates regarded him as a belief and that his people worshipped him as the sun in the sky. I hate that he always wears white and a mask to pretend to be selfless and dedicated without asking for anything in return. I hate the sound of his voice and even hate the way he breathes.
Fuyang hates everything about the other person, including being alive.
He resented the other person's existence and hated why the other person didn't just die.
Ever since Shi Yu became the main god, he has never recognized the other party. They have the same background, so why is that person the only one qualified to be the main god, while he has to be a vassal?
The fire of jealousy burns people's hearts, and the blood bubbles eventually grow into a cancer.
He pulled the other party off the altar, humiliated him, trampled him, stepped on him into the mud, gouged out pieces of flesh and blood, cut off every bone that refused to break, and personally hammered in 199 Enar nails.
Long-term torture is the most exhausting of one's spirit, but he was addicted to it. For more than half a year, he gradually destroyed the originally frosty proud character until it was riddled with holes, and only then was he willing to tear out the bloody divinity from the other person's soul.
If he didn't have to deal with the group of stupid gods in charge outside, if he didn't have to ensure the integrity of the divinity stripped from the other party, if he didn't still crave for that supreme position, coveted the tremendous power and the vast territory of the gods' world, if he didn't have to deal with the fact that the gods would surely die after the divinity left their bodies, he would absolutely, absolutely keep the other party in the heavenly prison, admiring him day by day without the ability to transcend.
The only thing he didn't expect was that Shi Yu was still alive.
He would not spare the other person's life, whether it was because of disgust or because he understood the principle of cutting the grass at its roots, or for something else, he had never thought of keeping the other person alive since the moment he learned the news. He suppressed his temper and waited dormant for so long, finally finding the opportunity to secretly send himself into the realm of gods, parasitizing in Peter Pan's body and opening his eyes, just for this moment.
Now that the other person was dead, he had no scruples, and no need to leave in a hurry. He could always get excited by torturing the other person, especially after seeing the care in other people's eyes, even if he was only torturing a corpse. Seeing the other person go from spotless to unrecognizable, and seeing the onlookers getting anxious and angry but unable to do anything about it, seemed to be able to show the correctness of what he did.
Look, the people you care about and value are so lowly and incompetent. They have no power to resist in my hands, and even if they die, they can't even leave a complete corpse.
How ironic.
"Bang--"
"Bang--"
No matter how hard the people around him tried, no matter how they rushed forward, no matter how hard they racked their brains to kill him with a knife, they would eventually be firmly blocked outside by the invisible barrier.
"Bang--"
"Bang--"
Qiao Yan's body had long since transformed into metal and was no longer afraid of bumps and collisions. No matter how many scars he had, it would not hurt his internal organs and would not bleed. Although Shu Ying was a human body, she had the divine power's miraculous self-healing ability to help protect her heart and lungs. Even if she was hit the hardest by the barrier, her forward collision and attack speed was still the highest.
The most miserable one is Ji Congyang.
His hair was messy, one leg was broken from hitting the wall, and one arm was broken by the rebound of the barrier. He didn't bleed, and he didn't seem to feel any pain. After using all the offensive props to no avail and the damage was all rebounded to himself, he gave up attacking, and only stood up again every time he fell to the ground, using his body as a weapon, trying to knock a hole in the invisible powerful barrier for people to pass through, and then snatch the unrecognizable body from the suddenly awakened "Peter Pan".
"Bang--"
"Bang--"
The castle walls gradually cracked as they were bounced off and hit again and again, raising clouds of dust as they collapsed into ruins.
The rising dust suddenly blinded people.
Fu Yang stood in the barrier, without a speck of dirt on his body. He just waited with interest for the haze of dust to dissipate, and then continued to admire the group of idiots who were fearlessly rushing towards him.
It was also at this moment that the skin on his neck under his palm suddenly twitched.
Fuyang was not a careless person, which could be seen from the fact that he was able to pull down the original main god simply by relying on his status as the main god. If it were someone else, they might just think it was an illusion, but he was triggered by a conditioned reflex in an instant, and all his nerves were tensed in an instant. The moment he let go of his hand, the concentrated attack blasted out.
Bricks and stones on the ground were blown up.
The other person's body fell to the ground and was buried by stones.
Fu Yang reached directly into the ruins.
With a loud bang, bricks and stones shattered and splashed again. The sudden strong wind blew away the dust around, and even the thick fog outside the castle was blown away, and a ray of sunlight penetrated the fog and shone in.
Fuyang's hands were held down by someone, and he stared at the ground at the person who blocked his attack.
The lottery ticket with the wish written on it finally burned out, and the last bit of light slowly sank into the body of the person on the ground, just like a soul returning home.
Shi Yu's eyelashes trembled and she opened her eyes.
Fu Yang gathered his divine power in his palm and slammed it towards the opponent's arm.
All they saw was a shadow flashing before their eyes, and the figure that was originally lying on the ground disappeared in an instant, while the ground was blasted into a deep ditch by the attack.
The next moment, Fu Yang's figure also disappeared.
No one could see clearly how they moved their hands, but at least the speed was far beyond the range that could be clearly observed by the human eye. The audience in the live broadcast room who were hit by this sudden incident and had not yet recovered from their shock could still use the progress bar to slow down the picture, but the three players at the scene could only see light and shadow.
There was no conversation or discussion between the two sides, but their attacks were as fast as thunder and every move was deadly.
The force of the sudden collision spread out in all directions, destroying tables, chairs, bricks and stones into dust.
The figures in the air intertwined and separated, and suddenly they were smashed down and sank into the ground.
Others were finally able to see the scene in the center clearly.
Fu Yang's limbs sank into the ground, his entire chest was sunken, and blood was gushing out of his seven orifices.
A pair of shoes stopped in front of him at this moment.
Shi Yu squatted down, lowered his eyes and met the other person's gaze: "Fu Yang."
Fu Yang didn't know whether he couldn't accept the reversal of the situation or he simply couldn't stand the other party's voice without any emotion. Anyway, the moment the other party called out, he raised his head as if stimulated and said word by word: "Why do you do that?"
Shi Yu listened: "Why should I do that?"
"I have already succeeded in killing you, so why are you still able to wake up? Just because the heaven favors you, you can go against the laws of nature and come back to life?!"
Fu Yang stared at him, his voice sounding like he was crying and crying: "What qualifications do you have?!"
That identity, that position, and even the supreme respect in the hearts of millions of gods and people are too jealous. Even if the other party has done nothing from beginning to end, being alive is already a sin in the eyes of others.
Fuyang was never the only one, he just happened to be the one who succeeded.
Shi Yu was silent for a while: "Is this why you want to kill me?"
Almost all the bones in Fu Yang's body were broken. At this moment, he couldn't even move a finger. He could only stare at him with a poisonous gaze.
"Because I have something you don't have? Because I have something within your reach but you can't get it? So you think that God is unfair and the world is unfair, and I am sorry for stealing your things?"
Shi Yu's tone was filled with genuine confusion: "If you hate me so much, why did you pretend to be me after I died? Why don't you use your own identity to become the main god? The God Realm has never stipulated that the position of the main god cannot be replaced."
Fu Yang's whole body suddenly trembled violently, and his eyeballs were filled with bloodshot.
Shi Yu waited for a while but received no answer from him. Knowing that the other party would not answer, he exerted a little force with his hands.
The opponent's body seemed to have suddenly lost all its strength, and his stiff head drooped.
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