Chapter 198
He had promised him that he would live well and see the world for him with his own eyes.
If one day, blood filled with intense desire and pain is spilled on the [Proof of the Covenant], he will wake up from his sleep and respond to the prayers of those who desire it.
The [Proof of the Promise] that he had not sensed just now began to tremble, and the separated part of the soul also called out, pulling on his special ability, asking him to wake up.
In Yigong's imagination, such a situation would only occur when both the psychics and ordinary people were massacred.
[Proof of the Promise] is almost his last connection with this world.
Yi Gong woke up as promised. His soul was almost a concentration of huge supernatural powers. Just his appearance in this basement was enough to make people feel so overwhelmed that they could hardly breathe.
Everyone, including Liu Huaqi, was shocked by His appearance.
When facing Him, it is impossible to even have the slightest thought of resistance. That absolute power is the only truth in the world.
This is the god in charge of [despair], the most powerful being in this world.
Yi Gong's eyes scanned all the people present one by one, but he first revealed a look of doubt.
"Master Yigong! You finally woke up!"
Ayuan shouted this sentence with almost her last breath. Her eyes kept turning black and she could hardly see anything in front of her.
But the breath that intoxicated Ayuan, which represented pure black despair, could only be Him.
Although he couldn't see anything, Ayuan knew that he was being watched.
"Lord Yigong! I offer my child to you. Please lead us to glory once again!"
The woman uttered her last words hoarsely, and then fell silent completely.
But when I just woke up from a deep sleep, my mind was in a mess.
Even the scene that his spiritual consciousness just touched, Yi Gong was not sure whether it was another dream he had.
But he no longer had time to think. A soul without a body was like some kind of source. The power of despair would continuously overflow without his control. If left unchecked, the whole world would be infected.
Hope will disappear like the setting sun, and mankind will ultimately perish in self-denial.
Yi Gong looked in the direction of the woman's finger before she fell.
He saw something and showed a look of surprise at first.
Then, overwhelming rage swept everything towards the three of them.
——
[Gods]
The meanings of these two words in this world are far greater than what ordinary people can imagine.
Everything human is childish and ridiculous in the face of the absolute power of God.
It was not the first time that Liuhuaqi faced Yigong’s anger and the terrible oppression brought by his huge amount of supernatural powers, so he knew best how powerful the gods were.
This is also what puzzles him the most. Ju Mang is also a god, so why would he be plotted against by the government and even fall in the end?
He was not surprised to see that his mother was still unwilling to let him go before she died.
But when Yi Gong's gaze fell on him, Lin Zhipei and Xi Siling actually took a step forward and blocked him behind them.
Liu Huaqi was stunned for a moment, "No...wait!"
Yi Gong did not give him a chance to explain, "How dare you!!!"
Like a strong wind, a strong and material supernatural power like mist attacked the three people. Liuhuaqi expanded his domain to protect 40 and Pepe, but his domain was as fragile as glass and was easily broken by Yigong.
Soon, 'despair' enveloped the three of them.
Lin Zhipei felt his neck being strangled and Yi Gong lifted him into the air.
"What did you do with his engraved heart!"
Lin Zhipei couldn't explain it at all. Yi Gong was very strong and could only subconsciously use his special abilities to protect himself.
But this seemed to further anger Yi Gong, as he easily saw through the power of plants.
The young man's own special ability was inconsistent with this power. The familiar aura that he would never forget did not belong to him at all!
How dare he... How dare he take Ju Mang's engraved heart for himself? !
"Last chance, speak!"
Yi Gong personally handed over Ju Mang's engraved heart to the government. In fact, he had already made preparations for the engraved heart to be studied and used by the government.
But Ju Mang's engraved heart is engraved with the power of [God], which ordinary psychics cannot use.
He looked closely at the struggling pink-haired youth and saw the core of his 'inner being'.
I see... This young man possesses a [Core].
"No...it's not me." Lin Zhipei struggled and finally uttered these three words.
From the story I heard from Liuhuaqi, I never knew Yigong was so irritable! He didn't even give me a chance to explain!
Yi Gong still looked at him coldly, as if he was looking at a corpse.
No matter who did it, the fact is that Ju Mang's imprinted heart is in his body.
Is he worthy of using his power?
Seeing Yi Gong raising his hand, Lin Zhipei was also affected by the despair around her.
It's over...
“Stop it!”
[The guidance of the gods has appeared, stop your murderous intentions! ]
When [God] meets [Oracle], who will be the winner?
Liu Huaqi spat out a mouthful of blood, but could see clearly everything in the black fog.
He sprinted forward, jumped, and rescued the Lin Chi Pei from Yi Gong's hand.
When the air filled her lungs again, Lin Zhipei felt alive again and began to cough violently.
"Ahem! 77! Ahem! Are you okay...are you okay?"
Blood continued to flow from the corners of Liu Huaqi's mouth. That was the price he paid for forcibly using the oracle on the 'superior'. The originally stable balance of his supernatural powers was instantly broken.
He did not show any sign of weakness, "I'm fine, Pepe, go over there, run!"
"I don't!"
“Found 40!”
40 Not knowing whether it was safe or not, Lin Zhipei was extremely anxious. He looked at Liu Huaqi and finally ran towards the direction he pointed.
Yi Gong was indeed controlled, but only for a moment, but he seemed to be stuck in bigger trouble.
Although we are in a small room, there is a fog all around us, as if there is no end.
Lin Zhipei did not dare to stop and ran forward.
He could sense that "despair" was constantly penetrating his heart. This was a force beyond his supernatural powers and a direct erosion of concepts.
Lin Zhipei began to have wild thoughts unconsciously.
Why did this happen? Was there any meaning to what he did?
It must be meaningful!
The confusion in Lin Zhipei's eyes turned into determination. He must find 40 first! Then go back to find 77!
——
"You are the descendant of Bu Xi."
The young man in front of him looked very similar to Liuhua Buxi when he was young, and Yigong recognized him at the first sight.
Liu Huaqi looked at Yi Gong warily, but when facing him again, his mentality had changed a lot.
"Give me a reason not to kill him."
Yi Gong tried his best to suppress the overflowing [despair], but he didn't have much time left.
"Lin Zhipei is a product of the laboratory and a victim. Even if Ju Mang knew, he would never blame him!"
Liuhuaqi knew that bringing up Ju Mang at this time would most likely anger Yi Gong, but as long as he brought up Ju Mang, he would no longer be the cold-blooded god who was indifferent to the life and death of mortals.
There was no doubt that he missed him.
Yi Gong's expression became completely gloomy, and his black eyes were filled with deep, unignorable anger and hatred. "How dare you say his name?!"
But the things he hated were the things that Ju Mang was willing to protect at the cost of his life.
If Ju Mang were here, what choice would he make?
Without even having to think, Yi Gong had already seen the reaction of his 'stupid' and 'pure' friend.
The murderous intent eventually dissipated, but the despair surrounding him became even stronger.
Liu Huaqi certainly knew what the situation was. After waking up from a deep sleep, without a physical body to support it, the power he was holding would begin to dissipate uncontrollably.
Assimilation, infection, spread, no matter how you explain it, the consequences are bound to be disastrous.
"I have a lot of things I want to ask you, Yigong, come and live in my body." There was still blood at the corner of Liuhuaqi's mouth from his "resistance", but there was no trace of fear in his eyes as he looked at the [God].
The power representing "despair" didn't seem to have any effect on him.
Liuhuaqi issued his order again.
Towards a god.
Yi Gong frowned, but not because he felt offended.
At the beginning, he did regard Liuhua Qi as a younger version of Liuhua Buyi, but at this moment, this original idea has been completely shattered.
He is not Liuhua Buxi, and doesn't look like him at all.
"What do you want to ask?"
Young people are very courageous and have the courage to ask questions to God.
But courage alone was not enough to keep him here.
Yi Gong was even more unwilling to live in someone else's body casually, and the proof of the agreement to wake him up was not in Liuhuaqi's hands.
"I want to know Ju Mang's story, your story."
Yi Gong sneered, "Our story? Do you really want to know?"
He didn't care why Liuhua Qi wanted to know the story of Ju Mang, nor did he care what Liuhua Buxi's descendants wanted to do.
Even though he had been sleeping for an unknown period of time, in just this short period of time, the leaked power had already collected all the information of the world.
The world today doesn't need him, and no era will need "despair".
Liu Huaqi looked at Yi Gong firmly.
"Your story should not be forgotten, so I must know it."
Yi Gong was stunned for a moment, and then his voice became low.
"You are such a boastful brat!"
There was no retreat, even though the powerful supernatural power appeared with the intention of crushing him.
Liuhuaqi has decided to be the listener of that epic, so he must not back down!
Yigong laughed angrily.
"Then give it a try. As long as you can survive, I will tell you everything you want to know."
An existence darker than coal ash enveloped Liuhuaqi's entire world, and the [despair] that was as thick as strong acid tried to corrode him completely.
Despair is not just a simple noun, it evokes all the painful memories of Liuhuaqi.
Being ostracized by classmates and teachers, the death of beloved "parents", the collapse of self-awareness and beliefs, and the betrayal of close friends.
Does everything he does, everything he strives for, really have meaning?
Even if he had to do it again, could he do better?
The light in Liuhuaqi's eyes began to disappear.
Despair pollutes everything in the world called hope. His so-called firm will is more like a joke.
The young man knelt down in pain and curled up involuntarily.
A pair of hands with supernatural light suddenly appeared and hugged him.
"Wake up, 77."
Not all the happiness in this world is called escaping death.
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