Cheng Shi, lying on the big cat's back, didn't move at all, but simply extended a middle finger towards those merciless eyes.
"**!"
Then, he burst into laughter, patted the big cat, and said:
"Honglin, we might really be going to die this time."
The big cat's gaze sharpened, a hint of sadness flashing in its eyes before being instantly replaced by determination:
"If there is no way to avoid it, if there is no way forward, then let me die first. Use my body as a stepping stone, and perhaps you can still find the way to the other side..."
If there really is such a path, if there's still a chance to survive, I'll survive with Xiaoyi!
Cheng Shi's hand, which was about to strike the big cat, tightened suddenly. He was about to say something when the big cat said in a low voice:
"Cheng Shi, this is my last wish in life. Don't let me leave you with regrets."
"......"
Just as despair and sorrow were spreading, the flames of war once again roared across the starry sky.
Qin Xin mustered his divine power and activated the [War] authority throughout his body, once again demonstrating to the world his indomitable will to fight.
Flames flew everywhere, melting the sky and scorching the earth.
He stood amidst the flames, drawing his great bow, and raised his head to shout:
"It's far too early to make arrangements for my funeral!"
Even outward gods are still gods. As long as they are gods, there will always be a time when they fall. Haven't we seen enough of that?
Cheer up! Submission is not resistance; war is!
And you, [Birth], [Decay], [Order], [Memory]... and those who sit idly by and await their doom, do you think you can escape the end of an era by simply standing by and watching?
Foolish!
Do those deities who still believe in the power of external gods to save the world really think that the methods of external gods can save our world?
He has already failed once, so what makes you think he can succeed the second time?!
He dragged the world into a dark abyss, instead of leading it toward a bright future.
The road to the future is one we fight for ourselves; even I, a mere mortal, understand this, so you...
puff--"
Before Qin Xin could finish his impassioned speech, he was swept away by the whistling wind.
Under the protection of the authority of [War], the blood he spat out made the flames around him burn even more fiercely. After rolling to the ground, he did not hesitate to draw his bow again.
This successor to the "war" was indeed indomitable; every move he made seemed to be a desperate fight against "fate." He was putting his will into practice, but it seemed that only he himself recognized this will.
Even with his appeal, the surrounding gods remained unmoved.
They seemed to have been misled by the Outer God, and each of them hesitated, looking at Qin Xin and Cheng Shi with complicated expressions.
"Ha ha ha ha......"
Cheng Shi finally sat up straight. Knowing that pretending was useless, he simply let loose and pointed at the myriad gods in the sky, saying:
"Everyone tells me that becoming a god is the only answer."
But now you're telling me that gods... are just these kinds of things?
Then why would I become a god? What would I need this answer for?!
This is a set rule; whoever wants to do it can do it, but I'm never doing it again!
As he spoke, Cheng Shi suddenly took out the [Deception] container in his hand, raised it high, and shouted at the luminous scales in the sky:
"I, the Walker of Nothingness, the Messenger of Deception, the Fool, request to succeed the fallen god of Deception under the witness of Justice (Order)!"
His voice was mad, and all the gods were terrified.
The colder the look in [Fate]'s eyes, the less [Justice (Order)] would comment. The identity of the fool was not given by the [Fraud] of the current world, so naturally it could not receive a response from [Justice (Order)].
In the face of the invasion of the Outer Gods, He might have been inclined to show favoritism for the sake of order, but rules are rules, and He cannot and should not break them.
The situation then reached a stalemate.
Just as everyone present was drawn in by Cheng Shi's high-pitched breathing, a terrifying torrent of divine power suddenly descended, and countless white bones fell like rain.
The usually chattering little skulls fell silent, scattering and piling up before the gods to form a deathly white bone seat, welcoming the great one named "Death".
The enormous skull arrived, and His first words upon His arrival were a questioning of the Outer Gods [Fate].
"Can you guarantee that there will be no worries in this world?"
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