If you are open-minded enough, not confined to species and forms, and look at the whole world, it is normal for people to eat beasts for the sake of food, and beasts to eat people for life, and no one is right or wrong.

The so-called heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs. In the presence of nature, everyone is the same.

From this point of view, Huang Bo and his people don't seem to have any sins, but it's a pity that the hero is a human being, no matter what realm he reaches, he is still a person.

They are naturally hostile to each other, and there is no reason to talk about it.

"The result?" He asked coldly, "Did your people survive?" ”

Huang Bo clenched his fists violently, and the space shook again.

"If it weren't for you, they ......"

"This brings us back to the question I had earlier." The hero interrupted him, "Why should I kill them?" ”

Huang Bo was stunned, and the killing intent on his body instantly dissipated.

Why did the hero destroy the entire tribe of the Barbarian Mountain? Because they betrayed the Emperor.

How was it betrayed?

Be a lackey of the temple!

"In order to keep your clan alive, you accepted the bewitchment of the temple, and this is the most fundamental reason for the tragic death of your entire clan." The hero said again.

"A drink and a peck, cause and effect are determined early. Huang Bo, you can see me as an enemy of the world, and there is nothing wrong with that, but you should know that your enemy is not only me, but also the temple and ...... Yourself! ”

Like a thunderbolt smashed on the top of his head, Huang Bo's body shook violently.

He couldn't believe it, and he couldn't accept that he had killed the whole clan, but he couldn't think of the slightest reason to refute it.

A glint flashed in the hero's eyes, and he continued: "Take a step back, even if the fault is mine, have you ever thought about it, is the method given to you by the temple to lift the curse really the right way?" ”

"The success rate of our tribe's young beasts has increased by forty percent." Huang Bo spoke, but his voice had lost his previous momentum.

"And then? Don't tell me you don't know the whole thing about the curse. ”

The hero sneered, "Come to think of it, you must have tried to make the pregnant women of the clan eat human babies, and how much has the survival rate of the fetus improved?" ”

Huang Bo's face was gloomy, and he pursed his lips and said nothing.

It is clear that the so-called curse has not been lifted at all.

"Actually, I can understand that." The hero slowly walked to Huang Bo's side, looked at the underground river that was flowing not far away, and said, "You have been isolated from the world for thousands of years since you were born, and almost everyone will experience the death of your nephew or relatives and friends because of that curse.

I can't empathize with how painful this helplessness is, but I can imagine how excited you will be when the people of the temple offer you some kind of solution.

Mo said that it can increase the success rate of transforming people by forty percent, even if it can only save one person, if I am you, I will definitely be willing to try.

So, strictly speaking, you're not doing anything wrong, you're just unlucky and stupid.

Of course, as a human being, you are my mortal sinner, no matter what I think! ”

"Since you and I are destined to never die, what are you doing with all this nonsense?" Huang Bo turned around, "Is it difficult, do you think that success has aroused my guilt, and there is a chance to defeat me?" ”

"Nope." The hero also turned around and looked him in the eye, "I think you are a man because I saw the sacrifices you made for your people.

Although the realm of the little master is not as good as you, he is also the body of a subgod, and he is also the future owner of tens of thousands of miles of territory. It is no exaggeration to say that there is no one in this world who is more noble than me.

Therefore, you, who are qualified to be my esteemed enemy, must not be a dog. ”

Huang Bo's fist creaked, "What do you mean?" ”

"You know what I mean. Dignified sub-god, burdened with a deep hatred of blood, but did not come to me for the first time, but to a god who appeared out of nowhere as a servant, don't tell me that it is because of the pious belief in the god of Qibo. ”

"Humph! Shuangzhou City has stood for thousands of years, if the Lord of the Eight Extremes Palace could still be easily killed there, then your Ying family would have died a long time ago! ”

"So you didn't even try? It seems that the so-called one thousand and seventeen lives are nothing more than this in your heart! ”

Huang Bo punched over, but it was empty, and the hero's figure slowly blurred, and appeared a few feet away.

"Don't pretend. I know that there may be devout believers in the temple, but there are not those who can become priests and thrones. ”

The hero looked contemptuous and said in a disgusted tone: "They are a group of blasphemers, and the only belief in their hearts is themselves. When there is no god in the world, they turn themselves into gods, and everything else is something that can be exploited or destroyed.

You've been in the Qibo Temple for a long time, and you've probably seen the results of their attempts to combine humans and beasts, and the words 'annihilation of humanity' are considered supreme praise.

To put it mildly, the armies of alien beasts that ravage Middle-earth once every hundred years are much more noble and lovely than them.

Think about it, how can such a group of people selflessly use secret techniques to improve your realm and turn you into a god who can make them die at any time without a place to bury?

Huang Bo, wake up! Back then, the Emperor created you to resolve the conflict between humans and beasts, so that the two could coexist peacefully, and no longer have to fight for life and dignity.

However, look at your current appearance, you have a divine power that is enough to run rampant in the world, but you have become a dog raised by a group of slaves of the gods.

Is it worthy of the Emperor's efforts? Are you worthy of the thousand and seventeen people I killed?

Are you worthy of yourself? ”

Huang Bo's whole body tensed, trembling with force, his eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and hissed: "Hero, do you think that with just a yin-yang mirror, I can't kill you?" ”

"Of course you can kill me, otherwise the little master will not bother to wake up your lost dog, and if you kill it directly, you are doing a good deed."

"What the hell are you going to say?" Huang Bo roared, his voice so shaking that the air rippled, and he was obviously on the verge of burning his mind with anger.

"I want to give you a chance to be an upright person...... Oh no, it should be an opportunity to be a god. ”

The hero walked up to him again and said in a deep voice: "Huang Bo, you are not a fool, whether what Lao Tzu said is right or wrong, you must have judged it in your heart."

I have destroyed your entire clan, and there is no room for maneuver between you and me, so there must be a life-and-death battle between the two of us. However, no matter whether you kill me or I kill you, can you be sure that you will not have regrets in your heart? ”

Huang Bo's face changed blue and red for a while, and the killing intent on his body slowly faded like a tide.

"I've had a spell planted in my body. This kind of spell was used by Qi Bo to control his subordinates back then, and the person who received the spell must offer loyalty, otherwise the soul of the spell can be destroyed with just one thought.

Hero, I admit that there may be nothing like you except the realm, especially when it comes to the mind, but that doesn't mean anything.

No matter how high your intelligence is and how strong your talent is, can you still be stronger than the Nine Gods? ”

"I don't need to be stronger than the Nine Gods." The hero laughed confidently, "It only needs to be stronger than the one who casts the spell on you." ”

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