Chapter 304: A Poor Man

"Why don't you kill them?"

Glancing at the Audition and Bill who had been sent outside the Pantheon, Cyber's figure slowly rose into the air, ignoring the black monster that was staring at him below, and floated to the figure on the black throne in front of him, curious.

Judging from the means of action, the other party was by no means a soft-hearted person, and he actually let go of Quill and their group of hostile people so easily.

"I've always been more tolerant of ordinary people."

Looking at the black-haired man in front of him, Gehr behaved very frankly, as if he was not at all worried that the other party would sneak up on him.

"Then how did you kill Narnia and Orim?"

Hearing this answer, Cyber had a faint guess in his heart: "Is it because of the divine power in their bodies?" ”

"That's right, the accomplices of these gods, I will never allow them to leave alive in front of my eyes, and go back to persecute and oppress other innocent people."

Nodding, Geer said righteously.

Then he stretched out his hand, and the black monster below instantly disintegrated into an ink-like liquid mass, returning to the shadows at the foot of his corpse mountain.

"What interests me most, though, is, who are you? Why do you sit back and watch your teammates be killed and defeated by me? ”

Looking at the man in front of him, Geer showed a look of interest: "You obviously have the ability to save them." ”

Although he didn't perceive the existence of divine power from this man's body, the sense of threat brought to him by the other party was not weaker than that of the gods who had inflicted heavy damage on him under his feet.

"Me? Peace Lovers Club owner, Cyber Konat. ”

took out two red and white capsules from his waist and threw them gently behind his shoulder, and Cyber fell backwards: "As for why you don't make a move...... Because there is no point. ”

When the last syllable fell, the thrown capsule turned into a silver-white seat in mid-air, just in time to catch the black-haired man who had fallen down.

"No point?"

Geer raised his eyebrows, a little surprised: "You found out?" ”

And in his heart, he instantly raised the threat of this strange man by two levels.

"Of course."

Cyber laughed and groaned, "Your body isn't here, is it?" ”

From the very beginning, he discovered that the alien in front of him was not a real life form, but an entity condensed from that unknown black energy just like the Excalibur he had captured outside the temple.

The other party is probably just a clone of the real Gehr left here!

After finding out that the other party had no killing intent towards him and the Audition Troupe, he simply gave up his plan to kill the other party directly.

Because it doesn't make much sense.

Therefore, he did not do it directly as usual, but chose to sit down calmly and calmly to see what the other party was going to do.

"Keen observation."

Complimenting the other party, Geer sat up straight and said, "So, what is your purpose?" ”

Being able to grow from a native of a frontier planet to a current god killer, he is naturally not arrogant.

After slaughtering a large number of gods in the Pantheon and achieving his goal, he certainly wouldn't choose to stay here and wait for the enemy to come and trouble him, and his true body has left.

Leave only a clone in this alternate dimension, ready to see what happens next, or if you can harvest a few more batches of stupid gods who have broken into the trap.

Unexpectedly, it really happened to him to something interesting.

'Smack~'

Without answering the other party's question, Cyber snapped his fingers slightly, and a huge silver-black square device underneath burst into action.

In the next moment, countless tachyon particles invisible to the naked eye erupted from the molded light openings on all sides, completely filling the entire temple and even this alien space.

"What is this?"

Staring at the unknown instrument below, Gehr wondered.

After the instrument was activated, his connection with his own body was actually disturbed.

It was something he had never seen before!

"A device that shields other snooping eyes."

"I don't want our conversation to be heard by some possible existence," Cyber explained. ”

It was inspired by a guy next door who was only slightly inferior in appearance and IQ to him, and then built a tachyon jammer.

This jammer not only shields most beings from prying eyes, but can even block out those who are too distant from the future.

"Before I talk about my purpose......"

Retracting his gaze overhead, Cyber changed his words, "Why don't we talk about your purpose first, Mr. Gehr?" ”

"Hahaha ~ My purpose?"

Laughing three times, Gehr's eyes were like a torch: "Would you be interested in hearing a story, Cyber Kornat?" ”

"Please."

"In some primitive, savage, barren desert world with three suns, there was once a poor man.

From the day he was born, he was taught that the stars in the night sky were the eyes of his ancestors, those who had flattered the gods and proved themselves worthy of being cared for by the night. ”

A flash of remembrance flashed in his eyes, and Geer said unhurriedly: "That damned sun brings endless pain, and those who cannot 'prove' themselves before the gods die because of it.

He was told that if it was any hotter, their world would burn out.

Fearful of this terrible future, each of them was taught to honor the gods of heaven and to sacrifice their faith in order to gain the mercy of the gods and ensure the continuation of their race. ”

It's 'I have a friend series' again. ’

Silently complaining in his heart, Saibo nodded and expressed his understanding: "It is a very common phenomenon in low-productivity societies, and people often attribute their incomprehensible power to a personified abstract existence.

And pinned his hopes on this existence to change its own harsh environment for free and achieve the ideal good life. ”

During the poor man's childhood, his mother took him out in search of food for his life, but unfortunately encountered the most apex predators in the desert.

In order for her children to escape, she chose to be left alone to face the invincible enemy. ”

Glancing coldly at the other party, Gehr continued: "Until he was eaten by the beasts, his mother begged the gods for protection, but like countless similar events that have happened in thousands of years, the gods have never appeared. ”

Years later, the poor man had a wife.

He swore he had never met anyone as sincere as his wife.

Even though she endured hunger all the time, she would give most of her food to the gods high up every day. ”

Gehr's expression gradually became hideous: "One day after giving birth to a daughter for that poor man, the family suffered the legendary 'wrath of the god of the earth'......"

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