Chapter 087: Hypocrite Son 5 Gods fight for mortals.
It was a feeling he had never experienced before, completely different from pain, but he had to endure it a thousand times more than pain to suppress it, just to avoid exposing himself to an even more unacceptable ugliness.
Jane opened her black eyes wide, and in addition to pain, there was also obvious helplessness and confusion.
The Dark God caressed his cheek lovingly. He could imagine that the little Saint must have never experienced this feeling before, and he would be the first person to bring him to experience it.
He stared at the Son of God's dark eyes almost obsessively: "You are obviously the spokesperson of light, but you have the purest black hair and black eyes. Little guy, you are destined not to belong to light. Don't worry, attribute conversion is painful. As long as you can hold on, I will let you run rampant in the dark palace and the cursed land."
He imagined the scene from now on and couldn't help but chuckle. Even though the little Saint's painful struggle made him feel distressed, he couldn't control the joy and anticipation in his heart.
"From now on, no one can exclude you, trample on you, or insult you. You are the other master of this place. I am willing to share this honor with you as long as you belong to me."
"You belong to me, and sooner or later the mainland will belong to me too."
The Dark God gently took off the clothes of the person in his arms.
"I know that forcibly transforming attributes is too slow, and I can't bear to see you suffer so much, so we'll use a more extreme method."
There was a deep lust in his blood-red eyes, and he held Jane's wrist.
[Jian Ziyan was waiting excitedly.]
However, at the moment the Dark God leaned down, the world suddenly stopped.
The Dark God stopped moving, and the flow of time also stopped. Jian Ziyan was stunned.
"What's going on?" Jian Ziyan looked hesitantly at the Dark God who was still standing there, "Could it be that he...is not capable?"
"..." 419, who went to investigate the data as soon as the anomaly appeared, was almost choked to death by his breath, "Is this a reason that a human can come up with?"
"Isn't it?" Jian Ziyan looked at the perfect figure of the Dark God with regret, "What's going on? Do I still have a chance?"
"According to preliminary investigations, it was the world consciousness that put an end to this... behavior." 419 said, "This is the first time that the world consciousness has intervened in a mission. I think this is a warning."
"Warning..." Jian Ziyan withdrew his gaze in dismay, "In other words, gods cannot have a trembling figure, right?"
"?" 419 hesitated, "Maybe... it can be explained this way?"
Jian Ziyan let out a long sigh, wondering why he was so miserable. Since coming to this world, nothing good has happened to him.
His mood plummeted, but he still had to continue with his mission.
Jian Ziyan: "Since the world consciousness doesn't allow God to tremble, can we pretend to tremble? This step is very important. I still need this to deal with the God of Light."
419 was silent for a while, probably asking something, and after a moment he answered: "The higher-ups don't object to the missioner using illusions to assist themselves, but the world consciousness exists independently, and they are not sure whether it will succeed. So whether you want to do this or not is up to you, the host."
Jian Ziyan said listlessly: "Look at me, look at me. I've taken off my pants and you show me this... Okay, I get it. Let's exchange for a special-grade illusion and see if it works first."
The Dark God woke up from a deep sleep and felt refreshed.
Except for the hundreds of years when he was forced to sleep, he had never slept so comfortably. When he woke up, a huge sense of satisfaction spread from the bottom of his heart, making his eyebrows slightly curved and looking to the side with pity.
The poor Son of God's body was covered with traces of abuse. He hugged his beautiful body and bit his lips hard. The pale lips had even turned a more mature red due to the mottled bloodstains, which made the Dark God subconsciously move his Adam's apple and his eyes deepened a little.
His skin was white and delicate, like a handful of freshly fallen snow, but his hair was as black as midnight. The strong contrast of colors and the traces of purple made it impossible for anyone to resist the temptation at that moment.
The God of Darkness was in a very good mood. Not only did he get the person he wanted, but he also completed the transformation of his attributes. This way, even if the annoying God of Light came to his door, he wouldn't be able to ask him for the person.
Thinking of the loss of composure and anger that might be revealed on the sanctimonious face of his mortal enemy, the Dark God felt so happy that he wanted to sing.
They have been against each other for tens of thousands of years. The God of Light said that he would punish and abandon the little Saint Son, but he really couldn't tell what kind of look he was giving him. Did he really think that He couldn't see it?
But now, He has absolutely no chance.
The Dark God smiled, wanting to hold the little Saint in his arms and experience the satisfaction of complete possession again.
However, as soon as he touched that white body, the smile on his face suddenly froze.
The moment their skin touched, he discovered that the little saint's body was not as he had imagined. It had not been completely filled with the power of darkness and the transformation of its attributes had been completed.
On the contrary, his body was completely empty, with neither the power of light nor the power of darkness. His originally complete body attributes had been invaded by the power of darkness. It was like a punctured bag, and the vitality of this body was leaking out at a terrifying rate. If this continued, he would die from exhaustion of vitality within three days!
"How could this happen?" The Dark God murmured in disbelief. He grabbed the body of the little Saint into his arms and tried to probe his divine power into him without giving up. However, the more he probed, the more gloomy his expression became.
"This is impossible... How is this possible!?"
A terrifying look appeared on his face. He stared at Jane's face, which showed no signs of awakening, while condensing a huge dark force and forcibly injecting it into his body.
This time Jane finally reacted, but she didn't wake up. Instead, she frowned in pain and spit out a mouthful of blood while trembling all over.
All the blood sprayed on the chest of the Dark God, but he didn't care at all. He just looked at Jane steadily and stopped inputting the dark power in his hand.
No matter how dumb he was, he could see at this moment that Jane's body was simply incapable of accepting the power of darkness. Otherwise, with his power, coupled with the fusion of water/milk/water, even a sub-god with the attribute of light could be transformed into the attribute of darkness.
In this world, people who are born with the attribute of light are extremely rare, but they are not completely non-existent. Apart from the elves who have become extinct, one will appear in other races every few thousand years.
Could it be that the little saint is born with a physique of natural light attribute that is rarely seen in a thousand years?
If this is true, His actions from yesterday to now are tantamount to killing him!
The Dark God's face turned pale. Even if He was unwilling to believe it, the only truth was right before His eyes. There was only one person in the world who could save the little saint.
There was a strong sense of unwillingness in his eyes, and looking at the pale face of the little saint, he fell into a huge struggle.
"I really don't want to hand you over to Him." The Dark God murmured, "It was obviously me who fell in love with you first, why should I give you to that hypocrite?"
Before he finished speaking, the entire Dark Palace suddenly shook as it came under a powerful attack.
The Dark God breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression gradually calmed down.
He knew that person was coming.
After carefully placing Jane back on the bed, the Dark God waved his hand and set the area of the bed as a safety barrier, so that even if the entire Dark Palace collapsed, the bed would be safe.
Then he flew up and stood in mid-air above the temple. He saw the god with silver hair and golden eyes holding the Sword of Light in one hand and slashing at a corner of the temple diagonally. In an instant, the palace collapsed and the barrier shook.
Seeing the Dark God coming out, those golden eyes looked at Him, filled with endless coldness and indifference.
"God of Light." The Dark God had no expression on his face, and asked knowingly, "I'm afraid it's not proper etiquette to tear down someone's house as soon as you arrive."
The God of Light didn't want to waste time talking to Him: "He's here, hand him over."
“Did I hear it right? The God of Light, who is so high and mighty and otherworldly, is willing to go to war with me and question me for a lowly human being?” The God of Darkness curled the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes.
The God of Light was not deceived by him. He stared at him coldly and said, "I say it again, hand him over."
The Dark God suppressed all his expression and stared blankly at the cold and arrogant god. His boundless divine power slowly spread out to confront him.
"What if I say, no?"
"Then fight."
The God of Light is decisive.
"If you want to experience what it's like to sleep for hundreds of years again, come on over."
The Dark God stared at him coldly for a moment, and suddenly revealed a sarcastic look.
"Look at you now, God of Light. Do you still dare to say that you are a noble god who is not tempted by worldly desires? The jealousy and hatred on your face are so thick that they are about to overflow." He pressed, "If it is true as you said, you just want to punish the Son who betrayed you, then isn't it just right for him to fall into my hands? You should know my methods. But you made a big fuss, disregarded your face, and broke into my temple to take back a human who betrayed you? Look at what you look like now, you hypocrite who dares not face your own feelings."
The eyes of the God of Light had already turned into a sticky dark gold, and as soon as the Dark Myth's voice fell, He spoke calmly.
"The Temple of Light has no power to remove his name as the Son of God. He is still my Son of God and my believer." He slowly raised his head and raised his sword. "He is also the human being I chose. So I will not allow you to deceive me.
Humiliate him."
The Dark God's eyes suddenly widened, unable to believe what he heard.
"You said...what? You admit that you fell in love with a human?"
The God of Light said calmly, "Why pretend to be surprised? If you didn't know this long ago, would you have gone to such great lengths to hold a human hostage? Your ambition can no longer be hidden. Do you really think I don't know what your cursed land is planning? At this point, there is no need for you to hold him back. Return him to me. No matter what you want to do, I will accompany you."
No one knows how the first god in this world was born. Ever since they became conscious, the God of Light and the God of Darkness were destined to be hostile. They divided the world and occupied it, with one occupying the continent of light and the other dominating the cursed land. As long as they are awake, sooner or later they will completely defeat and annex each other.
Now it is nothing more than the beginning of another cycle.
Just as the God of Darkness could not believe that the God of Light would actually fall in love with a human being, the God of Light also did not believe that a being like the God of Darkness could actually have such a kind feeling of love.
So the only thing he could think of was that the Dark God was using Jane as bait, as a battle flag, and as a symbol of declaring war on him.
The Dark God's expression turned completely cold, and resentment and struggle arose in his heart again.
Why?
Why is this person the only one who can save the little saint?
He wants to compete with Him for everything, the mainland wants to compete with Him, the believers want to compete with Him, and now even the little Son of God wants to compete with Him.
Strong negative emotions invaded him, he drew out his Dark Sword, and rushed towards the God of Light!
The God of Light's eyes darkened, and he also faced him without hesitation.
They all chose the most direct and fierce way of fighting, with an overbearing attitude of either you or I die.
The Dark Palace was completely unable to hold up under their impact. The rubble continued to collapse, and the barrier was shaky. It didn't take long for the entire palace to collapse, revealing the humans protected by the Dark God.
The figure was so tiny, but the moment it was exposed, it attracted the attention of the two gods at the same time.
The fierce battle slowed down the offensive in unison. The God of Light's mood, which had just relaxed after seeing the people, suddenly became cold the next moment.
He raised his head suddenly, and for the first time, his voice was mixed with obvious emotion: "What did you do to him!"
"Just as you can see." The Dark God narrowed his eyes and licked his lower lips. "I'm so sorry, I was one step faster than you."
The eyes of the God of Light were filled with rage. A dazzling light burst out from His body, repelling the God of Darkness. He ignored the jealousy and murderous intent that suddenly surged in his heart and asked angrily, "Why is his life slipping away so quickly!"
The Dark God's eyes became deep for a moment. He did not answer the question, but raised his sword again.
“Come again!”
Even if He had to compromise with the God of Light in order to allow the little Saint to survive, He would not let Him take him away easily!
Why, why must it be Him!
He was filled with resentment and unwillingness, and the God of Light was also filled with hatred, and the two were on the verge of fighting again!
【419 was stunned: "How long will these two fight last?"
Jian Ziyan ate melon seeds leisurely: "Just finish it before I die."】
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It's a bit stuck, so it took me some time to sort it out. Today is a bit short, but tomorrow will be normal (see if I can write more) (crossed out)
Recommend a friend's rescue story: "I Recreate the Chinese Gods in Another World by Writing" by Li Meigui
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"The Immortal Binding Rope pierced through his shoulder blades. Shi Langyu finally couldn't hold back and groaned. His eyes turned black, and his arms, which were tied behind his back, trembled with sweat and sank into his dark black hair. He looked extremely miserable."
"But he still kept his eyes open, staring at the man kneeling not far away."
"That was the young emperor he assisted wholeheartedly. After the late emperor passed away, he took over his tender little hand and stood in front of him, suppressing rebellions, eliminating traitors, and even killing all those who might pose a threat to the young monarch. He was burdened with blood debts and the infamy of being a traitor."
"But now, in order to protect himself, this young king has set up many ambushes, cruelly destroyed his power, and offered him to the ancestor of the Hehuan Sect..."
“…”
Ji Qiutan was lying in the space, quickly finishing a novel called "The History of the Fall of the Flower of Gaoling" at a glance, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
He stayed up all night out of habit, and he was no longer in his original world.
He was transported into the book he was reading.
Became a... passerby in the background of this world.
The advantage of being an ordinary person is that the messy plot lines in the book have nothing to do with him.
But there are also many disadvantages.
For example, the Great Zhou Dynasty he was in was going to be destroyed a year later.
For another example, the mortals in this world are worse than dogs.
He is one of those mortals who are worse than dogs.
Above the imperial power are the families of cultivators. Those who do not have the opportunity to seek immortality are destined to be trampled upon by those "immortals".
The "immortal" can crush the people of a city with just a flick of his finger.
It was like crushing a bunch of small insects, no one cared.
Ji Qiutan had personally witnessed how the "immortal" wiped out a mortal who refused to kowtow to him. He pointed his sword and shattered the mortal into pieces.
He really couldn't bear it, but all he could do was close his eyes.
Until the timeline at the beginning of the novel finally arrived.
He met the protagonist of the book, Shi Langyu, at an auction house.
Even if the other party is the protagonist, he will undergo marrow cleansing to become stronger in the later stage.
But the moment he was sent out, his identity had already become a plaything. No matter how noble and favored he was in the past, he could now be trampled upon by others.
Dignity? What is that?
Mortals are not worthy of it.
At this moment, the anger in Ji Qiutan's heart finally broke through the threshold.
He opened the Library of All Worlds that he had been in when he first woke up.
So what if I don’t have spiritual roots?
He also has the willpower to never give up!
He is going to take a path that no one has ever walked before!
Writing about saving his mother at Taoshan, Erlang Shen came on the moon holding a three-pointed double-edged spear
Write about the advent of Nezha, a rebellious young man who defeated thousands of horses and troops with just one shot
The Monkey King Sun Wukong, the House Guardian Saint Zhong Kui, the Barefoot Immortal, the Four Heavenly Kings, the Four Heavenly Masters, etc.
The second Chinese spirit:
Heaven and earth are not kind, smash it.
If the gods are not good, kill them!
Use literature to gain enlightenment and change the world.
He wanted to change the rules of this world, and let everyone in this world open their eyes and see who was worthy of being worshipped by thousands of people.
god! !
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