"Hopeless? Is it painful? There was only hatred left in Wanwan's blue eyes, "I was in this mood when you killed him. As long as I can ruin your long-cherished wish, as long as I can avenge him, I don't care about anything. ”

"No...... Don't ......" Yun Shi struggled to pounce on Wanwan, and almost fell from Mo Zhiyu's embrace.

Mo Zhiyu hugged Yun Shi tightly, and when he looked at Wanwan, he also held the Tian'a Sword in his hand tightly.

The Wanwan in the enchantment was extremely satisfied to see Yun Shi's current appearance, she slowly raised the ball of light in her hand, and laughed loudly: "Come, God, your body is here, come back to life!" Hahahaha! ”

In the sound of wild laughter, the ball of light in her hand shattered with a "bang", and a strong light gushed out from the sphere of light, which blinded people's eyes in an instant.

Mo Zhiyu hugged Yun Shi in his arms tightly, but he felt that the person in his arms was getting lighter and thinner, as if he was about to disappear.

Mo Zhiyu opened his eyes in a panic, and there was only a white expanse in the place where he entered, and he couldn't see what was in front of him from a distance with the world of his divine eyes. All he saw was an afterimage, and then it disappeared before his eyes.

In the end, he caught nothing.

"Ah...... Amer! Mo Zhi roared violently, and immediately went to stand up, chasing the afterimage and running in the white expanse.

But he couldn't see anything, not even the afterimage in front of him, this white world was boundless, there was nothing in this world, as if the whole world was left alone for a moment.

Suddenly, Tian'a Jian let out a roar, and he also caught a trace of familiar breath at the same time, he turned his head sharply, and saw that there were suddenly other colors in this white world:

Long black hair, snow-like skin, and a long crimson dress.

When Mo Zhiyu saw this face, he was actually extremely excited, but the person in front of him gave him a rather strange feeling. And with the appearance of the woman, Tian'a Jian began to tremble violently.

The woman walked slowly towards him, and finally stopped two meters away from him.

"Who are you?" Mo Zhiyu clenched the Tian'a Sword with both hands, and looked at the woman in front of him vigilantly?

"I'm ......," the woman chuckled softly, "...... The Lord of this world, the only true God......"

"Are you ......" Mo Zhiyu suddenly sounded the woman's name, but he didn't know why he knew the name clearly, but when these two words came to his mouth, he couldn't say it.

"The name of the true god is not qualified for everyone to pronounce," the woman stood there, obviously shorter than Mo Zhiyu, but looking at Mo Zhiyu's eyes as if she was looking at all beings, "You can call me the 'Emperor of Heaven'." ”

"Heavenly Emperor ......" Mo Zhiyu immediately understood what the appearance of this person in front of him meant, which meant that everything was over, and the sacrifices, keys, and shells had all been sacrificed.

Thinking of this, Mo Zhiyu couldn't bear it for a moment, and waved the Tian'a sword and slashed at the woman in front of him.

"Buzz ——!!"

A strong sound burst out from the blade of the Heavenly Sword, shaking Mo Zhiyu's eardrums in severe pain, as if it had been torn apart, and at the same time, the sword body of the Heavenly Divine Sword shook violently, and he actually broke away from Mo Zhiyu's hands at once, and flew towards the Heavenly Emperor instead.

Mo Zhiyu fell to the ground, and he covered his ears, looking at the scene in front of him in shock. The Heavenly Sword that had always been with him was now spinning in front of the woman like a kitten that had always been docile, as if it had been like this since ancient times.

The woman still looked at Mo Zhiyu with the kind of eyes that looked at all beings, she opened her mouth slightly, and she wanted to speak, but Mo Zhiyu was injured by the Weng Ming of Tian'a Sword, and now she can't hear anything.

However, the woman's voice still penetrated his ears very clearly: "Don't be surprised, because this was originally my artifact, and what Xuanyuan stole from me back then will now be the same." ”

The woman's voice was like a spell in Mo Zhiyu's mind, drilling from his ears into the depths of his brain, and every word seemed to emit countless echoes, making him dizzy to hear.

Mo Zhiyu shook his head violently, but the voice was still in his head. Mo Zhiyu's eyes were now wide-split, he supported the ground with both hands, and wanted to stand up, but he was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

The woman walked up again, dragging her long skirt around the ink delirium. Her voice continued to drill into Mo Zhi's delusional mind: "You should be honored to listen to the teachings of God; As the first god of this new world, you should be even more honored. ”

"New World...... The first god ......" Mo Zhiyu repeated this sentence, because the woman's voice introduced a radical influence on his thinking, so that he did not understand it for a moment.

"It seems that my little soul is really reluctant to tell you anything," the woman smiled lightly, "Her transformation of your body, the transformation of your bloodline, is to make you a real god, a god who can stand in front of me." ”

She stopped in front of Mo Zhiyu again, looked down at Mo Zhiyu who was prostrate on the ground, and smiled slightly: "Although it is a blow to you now to say it, it is necessary for me to tell you some truths."

Although the curse of the blood pact allows you to share your life, my little soul does not have the consciousness of being the 'master of the contract', she has been pouring her life force into you, and in turn turning the bad things in your body to herself.

She should have told you that your bloodline concentration is already very dangerous, but why haven't you been eaten by bloodline like you were in the past? ”

Hearing this, Mo Zhiyu gritted his teeth, he had understood everything, he tried to raise his head, his eyes became blood-red from shock, anger, and sadness, he shook his head, he didn't want to hear it, but the woman still wanted to finish the cruel words:

"Because the real bloodline backlash has been absorbed by her, her body is already weak, and if she continues like this, even if she doesn't merge with me, she will not be far from death."

Speaking of this, the woman showed a smug smile, but Mo Zhiyu felt that her whole body was cold, and even her heart stopped beating.

And the woman continued: "But fortunately, I still have a little bit of a smaller soul, she is very stubborn, and finally came to follow my will and put the world back on track. ”

"Back on track? The Gods Return? Mo Zhiyu muttered, after a momentary shutdown of the brain, finally adapted to the interference of the woman's voice, and had some ability to think.

"The return of the gods is the second step back on track," the woman said happily, "and the first step is to restore the shattered world to its original state."

You must be glad that you are in the sky, you can't see the earth moving closer to the center, you can't see the sea encroaching into the rivers, you can't see the morning sun scorching the forest, you can't see the moon filling the earth with frost.

This kind of scene has also happened in the past, when you people thought that they had defeated God, and you called this phenomenon 'the end of the gods', and I now return this title to you, it is your 'last day'.

But you can't say that you are human, you are the latest god, you don't have to care about the cries of those humans, anyway, these poor creatures cried like this tens of thousands of years ago.

Let those sinners get the punishment they deserve, and you will stand by my side and witness everything. ”

"Click!" Suddenly, a crisp sound came from Mo Zhiyu's body, and his rickety cervical vertebrae contracted inch by inch, like a wriggling snake, pulling him up from the ground.

Mo Zhiyu's eyes were still blood-red, and his head was full of green tendons, but he was not as decadent and helpless as before.

"It seems that I still underestimate people," the woman laughed in some surprise, "I can actually use the art of alchemy to hide an ancient divine sword in your spine, giving you the strength to stand up in the sky."

Well, that's what a god should be capable of. ”

"Huh......" Mo Zhiyu took a deep breath slightly, feeling the changes in his body, the sword embryo that had been hidden in his spine seemed to crack in an instant just now, and the power in the sword embryo suddenly filled his whole body along the bone marrow, allowing him to stand up.

But his ears still couldn't hear anything, not even his own breathing, but in the face of the woman in front of him, this could also be ignored.

"If, they are really completely integrated with you," Mo Zhiyu spoke a little stiffly, one after another, "then, the curse of the blood contract is also connected to you?" ”

"You can understand it that way," said the woman with a slight smile, "do you have any other ideas now?" ”

"So," Mo Zhiyu slowly walked towards the woman, each step seemed to be the pace of a broken mountain and river, "Me too, the sky, master?" ”

"Yes," the woman nodded slightly, her face was almost exactly the same as Yun Shi's, and her smile now always carried a kind of mockery,

"I remember, you people should have some fantasies about this sky, what wish do you want to make? Resurrect that little soul that belongs to me?

She's completely integrated with me, and that can't promise you. However, I can separate her will and inject it into a clay puppet, which is equivalent to her resurrection. ”

Mo Zhiyu finally walked in front of the woman, he was a head taller than the woman, he could only look down at her, he laughed, there was a kind of satisfied love in his eyes, and then he said:

"I make a wish, I make a wish to the sky, may there be no god in this world, may there be no Yuan Force in this world, may this world be an ordinary world!"

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"I make a wish, I make a wish to the sky, may there be no god in this world, may there be no yuan force in this world, may this world be an ordinary world." The woman with gold-rimmed glasses read this sentence slowly, then closed the book tastelessly, stirred up the coffee on the table, and raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her,

"What a boring ending, no wonder the book wasn't a blockbuster at all."

The man sitting across from her wore a pair of black-framed eyes, and when the woman's gaze fell on her, she suddenly became nervous, sat up straight, and hurriedly said, "Silently......"

"Stop, I don't want to hear how you used my name for the heroine of your book," the woman put the spoon in her coffee cup on the tray, "I don't want to hear this kind of boring story, you've wasted my lunch break." If it's okay, I'll go first, and next time, I want you to sign our divorce papers. ”

With that, the woman picked up her handbag and got up to leave without looking back.

......The man also stood up with a sigh, but the woman's resolute back fell on his heart like the sound of high heels, trampling his courage to the ground.

"Sure enough, it should have been a different ending...... "The man muttered, carefully packing his book into his backpack, and then slowly left, leaving only a gloomy back.

The shadow landed on the large floor-to-ceiling window, and was frozen by the setting sun as a shadow with a pair of magma-like eyes.

……

The man finally left the café with a depressed face, but suddenly heard a "meow", he turned around with some confusion, and saw a small cat sitting quietly behind him, outside the glass window where he was sitting just now, in the afterglow of the setting sun.

(End of chapter)