The answer was right before Ariana's eyes.
But the creator of this miracle shook his head, looked up at the golden light filling the sky, and sighed:
"No, this time, they surprised me."
Rays of light merged into his body, and Ning Feng's smile grew wider and wider.
It contains both mockery of the gods and admiration and respect for the truth.
"Who says divinity can only be a power belonging to gods?"
After the mourner perished, Ning Feng finally had an answer regarding the state of the human souls she had controlled.
“She thought she had found a supplicant, but in reality… she was giving away her authority.”
Those souls who held on to the end had long since divided up the mourners, leaving only empty shells of the mourners behind.
"Actually, she had already lost from the very beginning."
“It is true that weak humans can overcome gods.”
Those souls that survived in the world, those who devoured the mourners, are the true god-killers.
"So, this is your victory."
Snap.
With a soft, almost imperceptible sound, Ning Feng felt a gentle pat on his shoulder.
(No, it should be called our victory!)
He turned around in surprise, only to see the boy's shadowy figure standing behind him.
With a bright smile typical of young people, he winked at Ning Feng:
(It's not over yet.)
Ning Feng's eyes widened as he watched the boy wave at him and disappear, and he laughed as well.
Ning Feng chuckled softly to himself:
"Yes, it's not over yet."
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