If I didn't have someone to help me, I could hold on with a lot of willpower, but when the white worms ran to help me in a panic, I couldn't hold on anymore.

When your tense nerves are completely relaxed, all your physical and mental strength collapses in an instant.

When the white worm held me up with his hand, I almost fell to the ground.

He helped me to the side of the wall, told me to sit against the wall, and then handed me a handful of water for me to drink.

My stomach really can't handle the water they have, so I can only wave my hand, and then pull out a bottle of mineral water from my backpack and pour it down most of the bottle.

The white worm didn't stick to me any longer, he rubbed his hands on the ground like a monkey, quickly rubbed his hands on the ground, carefully looked at the tentacles peeking out of his robes, and then quickly approached me: "You really killed it!" ”

I couldn't help frowning: "How do you know it's the King of Yellow?" ”

"I've seen it."

"No, I mean, didn't you say that the King in Yellow is indescribable, but if you look at its corpse, is it indescribable?"

"Yes...... bar. ”

"Then tell me, what do you see the king in yellow, you don't need to describe the whole picture, you just say what you see on it?"

The white bug's answer was completely beyond my expectations: "I saw the starry sky, the chaotic clouds, and ...... in it I can't describe anything else. ”

What's that?

Starry sky?

Clouds of chaos?

How I didn't see these things.

I asked him again, "Don't you see his robe and tentacles?" ”

The white bug responded, "Of course the robe sees it, but the tentacles ...... What is it? ”

He can't see the tentacles on the King in Yellow?

At this moment, I suddenly realized that the king in yellow I saw, but the king in yellow that others saw, may be different.

The king in yellow they saw was indescribable, but the king in yellow I saw had a very specific form.

This may have something to do with the fact that I learned my sanity from the Golden Back Bone Wat.

I nodded sullenly, not going to discuss it any further.

But the white worm is obviously still a little unsatisfied: "Did you really rely on your own strength to kill the king in yellow?" ”

When he said the word "person", he also deliberately strengthened his tone.

I knew what he meant: "Don't talk about it, I'm just a mortal, and the King in Yellow isn't a god, it's an evil one." ”

What I didn't expect was that the white worm was also very screwed: "No matter what the king in yellow is, you definitely can't be a human anyway, in front of the power of the king in yellow, mortals have no chance of winning at all." ”

It just so happened that I had a question in my mind, and I didn't feel good about it: "Why do you have to prove that I am not human?" ”

"Because I think you're being dishonest, and if you're really a god, then you're definitely running away from something."

"Escape from what?"

"I don't know, it may be to evade your duties as a deity, or it may be to evade your identity as a deity."

"Hey, I don't understand, why are you so adamant that I'm a god, I won't tell you, I'm just a mortal, I'm really a mortal."

"Because you exude divinity."

Hearing him say this, I couldn't help but be stunned, because a question suddenly occurred to me.

The white worm didn't finish his words: "I can't tell what the divinity is, it seems to be a ...... A temperament that mortals don't have, even though you've been trying to make yourself look like we are, I can feel that temperament clearly. ”

I casually asked, "What kind of breath is it?" ”

The white worm thought for a moment before responding, "As far away as a god, as mysterious as a god." ”

I didn't speak, silently savoring his words.

Just now, it suddenly occurred to me that the seven divine intelligences recorded on the Golden Back Bone Wat were not the abilities that human beings should have, they were the abilities of gods.

Lilith has lived for too many years, and she is a special kind of life form between man and god.

The White Bug has honed his extraordinary mind and courage in the endless killing, as well as extremely high fighting skills, and his personality is originally different from most people.

These two extraordinary people may be able to sense the energy emanating from their minds more acutely.

It may be that seeing that I didn't speak for a long time, the white worm took the initiative to break the silence: "Perhaps, you are the most godless god I have ever seen, well, the previous gods were all high, but you are not very serious." ”

What's wrong with me not being serious, I'm not serious I'm happy, do you need you to chirp here!

It's really annoying, why have some people been saying I'm not serious lately.

I don't want to deal with him, I just frown at the death of a person.

The white worm was still muttering to himself, "But anyway, since you defeated the King of the Yellow Coat, then you are the master of this world." Personally, I still like you, even though you're a not-so-serious god, but I can feel that you're much kinder than those old gods. ”

I'm still not going to deal with him.

I didn't expect the white worm to ignore me, and after saying that, he looked at the stone wall in a daze.

Alas, it's stuffy.

In the end, I couldn't bear the boredom and took the initiative to say, "Have you seen your son?" ”

The white worm pouted: "I didn't see it, he's dead." ”

When he said this, the white worm's heart was sad, but his tone was unusually flat.

"How did you die?"

"I don't know, maybe it's a lack of food in the hatchery. Don't worry, even though he is dead, I will still believe in you, and there is no other god to believe in now besides you. ”

Looking at his incomparably empty eyes, for a while, I didn't know whether to comfort him, so I could only be so silent and let the time continue to pass.

He was also depressed for a long time in this long silence, but the people here seemed to have a strong psychological endurance, and in less than an hour he recovered, and then he picked me up and walked with me out of the tunnel.

It's just that the white worm didn't dare to touch the corpse of the king in yellow, so I could only carry the corpse, and he helped me and staggered through the bumpy tunnel.

When the body of the King in Yellow appeared outside the stone cave, the ruins, which were still very noisy, suddenly fell silent.

Countless pairs of eyes slowly moved with my steps, and no one believed that the King in Yellow was really dead.

It wasn't until I crossed the central battlefield with the help of the white bugs that the warriors in the ruins seemed to come back to their senses suddenly, and they were like corn crushed by the wind, crawling on the ground in patches.

Damn, I find that I especially hate people bowing to me, because in my opinion, it is a kind of slavery, I am not their master, they are not my slaves, and I am a little panicked when I see so many people prostrate in this direction.

But it can't be helped, even if you don't like you, you have to bear it, if you force everyone to stand up now, it will make them feel insecure.