What Mo Shu obviously wanted to hear was not these illusory things. He wanted to know how a true god who had annihilated himself could still carry out his will?
He has always felt that the will of [Annihilation] is "Everyone is drunk but I am sober."
Only "I" can bring new life to this world. Except for "I", all other lives in this world are termites that destroy the world.
Therefore, [Annihilation] is destroying different worlds every moment, and its messenger is also called [Hand of Purifying Worms].
But with the news of his benefactor's death, Mo Shu completely collapsed.
He didn't know how to understand why the only god who could bring new life to the world chose to destroy himself.
From the perspective of the past, [Annihilation] annihilates the termites that are dragging down the world without knowing it. Then, wouldn't self-destruction be equivalent to admitting that it is the biggest termite in the world?
But even so, what would it matter if I were annihilated?
In this world full of termites, how can we win a new life?
Mo Shu didn't understand, just like he didn't understand why his father insisted on marrying that vixen and leaving his family without a second thought, why his mother would rather abandon him than abandon her stepfather who beat and scolded her every day, why his younger brother accidentally injured someone for a few dollars and then blamed him for the crime, and why those bakery owners, even though their business was so booming, would still hire people to overturn their stalls when they were busiest...
This world is rotten. They are the ones who should be annihilated, so why should we annihilate ourselves?
Mo Shu cried.
It is hard to imagine the scene: a scavenger who was once cold, cruel, ruthless and even twisted, actually cried out loud beside the long table.
At that moment, the pastry chef seemed to have returned to a day before the game came into being. He saw the stall he had decorated with great effort and the pastries he had baked all night being overturned to the ground and trampled on. Just like now, he cried helplessly and bewilderedly.
"Shouldn't bastards die?
Shouldn't silverfish disappear?!
Why is it that when I can make them disappear, I am the one who disappears?!
Why?
It turns out that it is difficult for people to empathize with each other.
Cheng Shi looked at everything indifferently. He probably guessed Mo Shu's past from a few words, but he had no sympathy at all. Instead, he sneered and said:
“Bad guys do deserve to die.
But you're not a good person either.
If you don't put your own will above that of others, there will be many good people who will help you when you are in trouble.
Unfortunately, you are no different from them. One of you lives before the game comes, and the other lives after the game comes.
Looking back at the mud I've walked through, it would be fine if I didn't leave any footprints, but I also flooded the ground to make it even harder for those who came after me. If this is how you cleanse the world of termites, then I can only say...
Serves you right.
The dragon slayer eventually becomes a dragon. The power bestowed upon you by [Annihilation] turns you into the person you hate the most.
Indeed, some people don’t hate the bullying itself, but rather the fact that the bully isn’t themselves.”
Cheng Shi sneered and said impatiently:
“I don’t have time to listen to you complain about your failures, nor do I want to hear a grown man cry.
Scavenger, answer my questions, and I can give you a way out later, at least to let you die like a human being."
Mo Shu gradually stopped crying, his expression still complicated. He looked up at Cheng Shi and asked hopefully:
“Is there rebirth after death?”
"laugh--
That’s nice to think about.
If death can satisfy all wishes, then the creator sitting above the real universe should not be called "Origin" but "Death".
I tell you the truth, it was not me who inspired [Annihilation] to annihilate itself, but it was because it could no longer find a path of its own in this world, so it chose to annihilate itself.
To put it nicely, He suddenly realized His own will and used great courage and determination to explore new life.
To put it bluntly, isn't His way of annihilating Himself a form of escape?
He knew that in this age of nothingness, He no longer had the means to construct a world of annihilation, nor could He expand His will to annihilate to the end. Therefore, He could only hope to gain the attention of the Origin through His annihilation, so that *Him] would know that He had understood *Him's will.
If you fail to obtain what you seek, you will be annihilated.
Ridiculous, if this isn't an escape, what is?
When the people of that era could no longer save the corrupt world, they naturally thought of immediate destruction and welcoming rebirth.
Little do they know that even if there is a new life, the new life will not be the mud buried in the old world!
Scavenger, it’s useless. Don’t think about any new life. Even if there is a new life in this world, it will not be brought by you and Him.
The only thing you and your benefactor have in common is that you both went astray in the world's script.
This world is the same with or without you."
Cheng Shi's words were extremely sharp and merciless, but there was actually one thing he kept in his heart:
This world is the same with or without us.
This is the world created by *Him. Perhaps in *Him's] eyes, we are all "worms".
These words obviously completely broke through Mo Shu's already collapsed defenses. He slumped to the ground, no longer showing any trace of his warrior demeanor.
"Why is this happening?"
Cheng Shi was quite impatient and waved his hand, saying, "Su...does that trickster have a second faith?"
Mo Shu, like a dejected puppet, mechanically replied, "No..."
"What's the plan for solving the problem?"
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