Chapter 090: Hypocrite Son 8 A major turning point.
Such an appearance, similar divine power, and the pure dark power that would have enveloped the entire temple if the God of Light was not in charge, the identity of the visitor was already obvious.
Before others could react, a divine sword suddenly appeared in the outstretched hand of the God of Light. He swung it vigorously, and the vast divine power rushed directly towards the black fog, obviously with the intention of killing it.
As soon as the Dark God showed up, his expression froze. He did not fight back at the first moment, but instead used a dark force to protect Jane who was close at hand.
Darkness and light collided, energy exploded violently, and everyone around was blown away by the impact, except Jane who was protected by the God of Darkness.
When he looked at the God of Light again, the blood-red eyes of the God of Darkness were already filled with bloodthirsty light.
“Do you really want to kill him?” He gritted his teeth, his knuckles crackling, but he couldn’t suppress the roar in his heart, “Do you know that if I had hit him with that blow just now, this person would not exist now!”
"So what?" The God of Light said indifferently, "He betrayed me and let me down for the second time. I gave him a chance."
The Dark God's face was filled with anger. As if having some premonition, He suddenly turned around and looked at the human being He was protecting.
Jane's face was as pale as snow under the moonlight in the dark night. He stared at the God of Light with a deep pain in his eyes.
The God of Darkness immediately understood the look in his eyes. He was shocked. After a moment of disbelief, he looked into the eyes of the God of Light, and the whites of his eyes turned the same blood red as his pupils.
"You got his heart, but you want to kill him." The Dark God couldn't suppress the jealousy in his heart, and on top of that, he had even more hatred towards the God of Light. "Little Saint, you see, this is the God you believe in. He is high above you, and cold and ruthless. Do you expect this kind of God to protect you?"
Jane didn't speak or move. He just kept looking at the God of Light. No one knew what he was thinking at this moment.
When the God of Light saw that he was protected by the God of Darkness, he seemed to have acquiesced to this action, and a shadow slowly brewed in his eyes.
"Jane," He said, "come here."
"What were you going over there for? So that you could kill me more easily?" the Dark God sneered.
"Dark God, you are too presumptuous." The voice of the God of Light was neither happy nor sad. "You used your divine sense to test me several times before, thinking that I couldn't do anything to you. But this time you came directly with your real body. Are you challenging my bottom line?"
The Dark God said: "As expected, a God without emotions is a God without emotions. I thought you finally had emotions, but now it seems that I overestimated you."
The God of Light looked at the God of Darkness as if he was looking at a dead person, and then he turned and continued to look at the humans behind him.
"Jane." He called out his name for the third time, his voice already sinking. "Is this your choice?"
By now, if others still haven't figured out who is the key to this war of gods, they don't deserve to be here.
Suddenly, all kinds of eyes fell on Jane, as if they wanted to pierce him.
Being the center of attention and being fought over by two gods was a scene that no one could imagine. No one knew why the Son of God who had once betrayed the God of Light would receive such an honor.
The Dark God's eyes flickered, and for some unknown reason, he actually turned aside and looked at Jane, as if waiting for him to make a decision.
As a result, all eyes present were on Jane at the same time, waiting for his next move.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the black-haired and black-eyed Holy Son had a sad look in his eyes, like broken stars. Two completely different temperaments, strong and fragile, were mixed in him at the same time, which made others a little stunned.
——At this moment, they seemed to understand why this person had caused the gods to fight over him.
"Why ask me such a question?" Jane's voice was hoarse and damp, "As if I still have a choice."
The Dark God laughed sincerely, "Little Saint, you see through me. If you really want to go back to that bastard who wants to kill you, I can't guarantee what I can do."
Jane lowered her eyes to block out the sarcasm flowing in them.
"That's right." The Dark God put his hand on the Son's shoulder, "I said, the continent will be mine, and you will be mine too. Even if I have to use some coercive means, I will not let you go."
He said it very frankly. As one of the two supreme gods in this world, he had no need to hide his desires.
There were faint gasps all around, and at the same time, there was a surge of divine power behind him.
The God of Light stared at the hand of the God of Darkness on Jane. The emotions that had been suppressed and should not belong to a god began to surge in his heart again, making it impossible for him to remain calm. Instead, he slashed at the God of Darkness with a sword!
The Dark God was prepared for this. He waved his sleeves and a black mist swept Jane's figure to the side. Then he rushed forward without hesitation.
Perhaps because they were concerned about this being the underworld, the two gods did not use their divine powers. However, the real swords and guns, close combat, and the waves of air created were also unbearable for the people around them.
As soon as Jian landed, he felt his blood boiling and he spat out blood. He didn't have time to deal with it. While everyone else was pinned down and unable to move, he managed to move little by little to Aya Beatrice's side.
“Aya…”
A very familiar tone reached her ears. Aya Beatrice, who was unable to open her eyes, was shocked and thought she was hallucinating.
She opened her eyes with difficulty, and was stunned when she saw Jane's appearance.
He almost crawled here, his body was covered with wounds and bleeding. He stretched out a hand, his eyes full of anxiety.
"Quick, give me the Heart of the World Tree. I can destroy it. Trust me."
Aya Beatrice was almost at a loss: "But...but..."
"We are running out of time!" Jane said anxiously, "Once any god gets it, an extremely cruel war will break out, and the continent will become a victim. It must be destroyed, believe me!"
He used almost all his strength to make his hoarse and weak voice penetrate the loud wind and reach Aya Beatrice's ears.
She stared blankly at the scarred young man, remembering that every time she made a mistake and went to see her teacher, the teacher would always say to her "believe in me"...
"Aya Beatrice!"
Aya Beatrice suddenly woke up. She looked at the clear and eager eyes of the Son of God. A sudden trust enveloped her. She took out the rare treasure from her space without hesitation and put it in Jane's hand.
However, she forgot that once the treasure appeared in the world, it would naturally attract everyone's attention.
A burst of pure white and dazzling light leaked out from Jane's hands, without any possibility of concealment.
Jian's heart suddenly sank. Without turning around, he realized that the eyes of the two gods were looking here.
They all moved at the same time and appeared beside Jane almost at the same time.
Jane turned over with difficulty, and sat against the wall holding the Heart of the World Tree, looking up at the two powerful gods.
He held in his arms a treasure that even gods were fighting for, but his expression was dejected and his eyes were cold.
"Little Saint, who do you want to give it to?" The Dark God had an evil smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes. "I'll give you a choice this time. Choose one of us."
The God of Light stared at him, his face devoid of any emotion.
Jane looked at them and suddenly smiled.
"I haven't accomplished anything in my life, but there is one thing I have done well," he said, "and that is I have always been fighting against fate and have never compromised with it."
There was a look of determination in his eyes. The two gods realized that something was wrong at the same time. At this moment, Jian suddenly raised his head and swallowed the Heart of the World Tree!
He didn't know what the consequences would be if he swallowed the Heart of the World Tree, but he knew that even if he died, he must not let it fall into the hands of these two gods!
His movements were indeed fast enough, but the person standing in front of him was, after all, the most supreme god in the world.
Jane only felt that her neck was instantly pinched by a hand, her throat was locked, and she instantly lost the ability to swallow. The Heart of the World Tree, which she had not yet swallowed, remained in her mouth.
He opened his eyes in horror and saw the face of the God of Light so close to him. Then, without waiting for anyone to react, the God of Light grabbed his throat and the back of his head, and forcefully kissed him on the lips in front of everyone.
This was a kiss without any tenderness or love. Jane opened her eyes wide, but could only watch as the tip of the God of Light's tongue probed in and easily swept away the Heart of the World Tree.
All this happened in a flash. The Dark God was a step slower and immediately revealed a look of fear: "No——"
At the moment the Heart of the World Tree entered the body of the God of Light, the world suddenly fell into silence.
The God of Light did not move, maintaining the posture of kissing Jane. What was even more strange was that the God of Darkness also stopped moving at the same time. Everyone maintained the posture just now, as if the world had stopped moving.
However, in the hearts of the God of Light and the God of Darkness, a long-lost memory that had been sealed for tens of thousands of years quickly flowed past.
This memory was ancient and long, and it seemed very long in their senses, but in reality it only took a short moment.
The next moment, all living things revived and the world returned to normal. No one even realized that they had been frozen.
As soon as Jane broke free from the God of Light's lips and tongue, she cried out in despair, "No!"
Then he saw a scene that shocked him.
The Dark God suddenly stepped back, his face filled with astonishment and horror, as well as a hint of... fear?
He is afraid of the God of Light!
The God of Light had his eyes tightly closed, and dazzling golden light emanated from his body and shot towards the sky, as if the sun had risen in the darkness, making it impossible to look directly at it.
Jane suddenly turned around and shouted to the Dark God with all her strength: "Go——"
At this point, the Dark God is the only one in the world who still has a glimmer of hope to fight against the Light God. He cannot die.
Here it is!
The Dark God looked at Jane, and in addition to the intense fear in his eyes, there was a quick flash of something else.
Then, he didn't even care about anything else, his body instantly turned into black mist, trying to escape!
But the God of Light simply stretched out his hand and grabbed the God of Darkness who had already disappeared, and threw him heavily to the ground.
At the same time, the God of Light struck out with his palm, and the God of Darkness spat out golden divine blood, and his expression suddenly became wilted.
Everyone was stunned. The God of Darkness, who had just been evenly matched with the God of Light, was now no match for the God of Light.
The Heart of the World Tree is truly so powerful!
Jane looked up stiffly at the God of Light who had never let him go, with deep despair in his eyes.
Is it... too late...?
Unlike Jane, everyone else only knew that it was the God of Light who devoured the Heart of the World Tree and was able to defeat the God of Darkness with a single blow!
They all showed expressions of reverence and ecstasy. They knelt on the ground and worshipped the God of Light, shouting out his mighty name.
Amidst countless praises, only Jane looked pale and dazed.
Gradually, the golden light retracted into the body of the God of Light. He opened his eyes again, and his golden pupils were like burning lamps and torches.
“God of Light…” He pronounced this name in a strange tone, and said after a moment of hesitation, “Yes, this is the name I have used for tens of thousands of years.”
This was indeed a strange sentence. Everyone, including Jane, was stunned and stared at him in a daze.
The eyes of the God of Light swept across Jian's face, and the hand on his neck moved down to hold his waist.
“I am the God of Light, but I am not the God of Light.” His expression was distant and a little hazy. “Tens of thousands of years ago, I did not have this name.”
No one dared to interrupt the God of Light's recollections. Everyone looked at Him in astonishment, not knowing what secrets they would hear.
The God of Light looked down at Jane and said, "Do you remember? I once told you that God awakened in this world, and the rules are engraved in his mind. So who created this world, and who made these rules?"
Jane's heart beat violently, a terrible thought came to his mind, and his eyes were filled with fear.
"It's me." The ethereal voice of the God of Light confirmed his guess, "Before this, I had another name - Hemera."
Jane's pupils shrank to the size of a pinhole in an instant, endless horror showed on his face, and he and everyone else fell into a daze.
Hemera, the supreme god who created this world according to legend, but since the appearance of living beings in this world, the only real gods are the gods of light and darkness. No one knows why there is a legend of Hemera, and no one has ever seen Hemera, so the whole world believes that Hemera is just a fiction.
Did Hemera really exist? Was she the God of Light?
Jane was so shocked that he lost all his words. He recalled the elves' myth that had never been recorded but was passed down orally, and his pupils trembled.
"Rumor has it... the heart of the World Tree belongs to the God of Creation..."
"It is my heart." The God of Light, no, it should be said that Hemera, calmly continued his words, "The heart of the world tree is the heart of Hemera."
The Dark God closed his eyes.
"My consciousness awakened in the chaotic and empty world, and there was only endless darkness before my eyes." Hemera said, "There was no passage of time, and I only felt loneliness without beginning or end. I wanted to see the scenery besides darkness, so I created the world."
“I make the grass grow and the flowers bloom, I make the streams flow from the mountains, I make the forests green and endless, and I make the sea deep and boundless.”
"But no matter how beautiful the scenery is, one day one will get tired of it. After the flowers in the world bloomed 53,600 times, I decided to create other creatures."
"However, living creatures are different from plants. They are very difficult to make. I tried several times and failed. Later, I found that my heart can give creatures souls. As long as I take out my heart, I can have a world rich in living creatures."
"But there is a problem here. Once my heart is taken out, my soul will no longer be intact. So I hesitated. This hesitation caused the flower to bloom three thousand times."
"In the end, I couldn't stand this endless loneliness. Between keeping my soul intact and having company, I chose the latter."
"So I used my divine power to plant a tree in the center of the world, cut out my heart and put it inside. Flower buds began to grow on the tree. These were the first awakened creatures in the world, the original elves."
"As my eldest son, I gave the elf enough privileges: a long life, dazzling beauty, a light body, and the ability to get close to nature, which are all things that later creatures do not have."
"I created many races according to my own preferences, but as I expected before, my soul is gradually weakening after leaving the heart. If I don't take action, the final result will be that I will dissipate between heaven and earth."
“So before I dissipated, I took the initiative to split my soul and divided them into the gods of the new world, so that they could protect this world on my behalf.”
"Everything has light and darkness. I gave one of the two divine souls that have preserved the most complete divine power to light and the other to darkness. They are responsible for protecting the rules I set."
The story was over, but no one present was able to speak.
Too many questions have been answered.
Why can't gods kill each other? Why is the number of gods fixed from the beginning? Why can't even the two highest gods know their own origins and the origin of the world? Why do gods still have rules that cannot be violated...
And why, as long as one possesses the heart of the world tree, a god can kill another god.
But...all the gods in the heavens are actually just a split soul!
This horrifying truth just fell upon us, and no one could react.
Hemera ignored the dazed human and lowered her eyes to look at the person in her arms.
The identity of the God of Light is not worth mentioning in front of Him, and the so-called identity of the Son of God also seems so humble and ridiculous.
Having suddenly recovered his long-lost memories, He thought that he would no longer care about this human who had betrayed Him several times. After all, a human's lifespan of a hundred years was not even a flash in His life. In the blink of an eye, they would be renewed and reincarnated for several lifetimes.
Such a tiny existence, what else is there worth His attention?
But now that he was conscious, he looked at the pale and desperate face of the Son of God in his arms and felt only a sense of satisfaction.
“Jane, you can no longer escape.” His voice was ethereal and solemn, with supreme divine power, “All the gods in the heavens are me. I will take back my soul one by one. No matter where you want to escape to, you cannot escape from my sight.”
There was no trace of blood on Jane's face. He looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar god in disbelief, with great pain spreading in his heart.
"Why...?" He uttered a broken voice, "You are the God of Creation. The whole world was created by you. Why do you only care so much about... me?"
Hemera was silent for a long time. He could not answer this question because he himself did not know.
He created living beings just to relieve loneliness, just like lonely humans keep pets. He will take care of them, but how can He fall in love with them?
But when this fact had already happened, He no longer struggled. He was Hemera, and He did not need to have any scruples.
"Since it is only a matter of time before I can take back my soul, then now..."
Hemera glanced at the Dark God beside her and raised her hand to Him.
The Dark God had already accepted his fate, and when Hemera recovered his memory, all the divine souls also recovered their memories at the same time. The previous blow made him fully aware of the gap between himself and the main soul, and he did not want to make any more futile struggles.
But at the moment when Hemera was about to devour the Dark God, Jane suddenly reached out and hooked Hemera's neck, pulled His head down and kissed Him!
Hemera was stunned for a moment. Jane's behavior was beyond his expectations, but he immediately hooked Jane's body with his backhand and instantly took the initiative.
Jane rolled her eyes vigorously to look at the God of Light, desperately urging him in the face of His dull gaze.
"Go! Go!"
There was a deep sorrow in his eyes. Even though he knew that his actions might not change any outcome, he was still like a moth to a flame, trying his best to change his fate.
His weak yet extremely strong eyes injected new strength into the Dark God. He looked deeply at Jane who was imprisoned in Hemera's arms, turned around resolutely, and hid himself in the black mist.
Hemera seemed not to feel anything. He kissed the person he recognized, regardless of how many people were watching and regardless of the fact that one of his most powerful souls had already escaped.
After a while, noticing that Jane's breathing was gradually weakening, He withdrew his lips and tongue and gently kissed away his tears.
"Since you like Him so much, just keep Him until the last one and recycle Him." He said.
The words, which were indifferent but doting, made Jane's heart tremble violently.
He understood what Hemera meant.
Struggle, resist, no matter what he wants to do, no matter what they want to do, they cannot change the final result.
This is the absolute confidence of the God of Creation.
Jian stared silently at Hemera's golden pupils. It was still the same face that had been so close to his ears, but he only felt endless strangeness.
This was Hemera, not the god of light he had once liked.
Hemera is the supreme creator god. All of them, including the god of darkness, are just a wisp of his soul.
Dark God...
Thinking of this name, and thinking that he was the one who let the Dark God go with his own hands, Jane felt a pain in his heart and could hardly breathe.
He had endured too much shock, and his body and mind were already stretched to the limit. He looked at Hemera with a blank look in his eyes.
He even had hallucinations before his eyes. His mother and countless tribesmen appeared beside him out of thin air, looking at him with sad and disappointed eyes, accusing him of letting the Dark God go.
The Dark God is the only hope against Hemera...
But He destroyed your entire tribe!
Hemera is no longer the Hemera of the past. Once He fully recovers His power, He may or may not do anything to the world...
But the Dark God is your genocide enemy!
"No……"
Jane shook his head frantically, trying to tell them that he did have his considerations. Hemera's awakening might be a crisis for the world. He could not feel any compassion for living beings or kindness towards the world in His heart, but only vast arrogance and coldness.
But no matter how he explained, the eyes of those tribesmen were full of disappointment, mixed with deep disappointment.
"Jane, admit it," he heard his mother say, "You have fallen in love with Hemera, which means you have fallen in love with the Dark God, and you have fallen in love with your enemy. You are finished."
“No…No!”
This sentence dealt a great blow to Jian. His pupils became dim and he was so agitated that he spat a mouthful of blood directly onto Hemera's chest.
Hemera frowned, looked at the man who suddenly went crazy, and pointed a finger at his forehead.
A ray of divine power seeped into Jane's body, and he suddenly raised his head and looked straight at Hemera.
"It's not you..."
After saying this, he turned pale, closed his eyes and fainted.
Hemera's expression was gloomy. He was no longer the same person he was before. The trace of divine power that had just penetrated into him made him realize that Jane's body was not at all what the God of Light had judged.
How could...
He held Jane in his arms, and his figure disappeared in a blazing white halo.
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