EBE Chapter 453: Battle of the Gods (28)
Chapter 453: Battle of the Gods (28)
All their gods are unworthy.
The strong in the divine world are respected. Even if the master dies, it will not be their turn.
Between the master and them, there is the Night God.
Isn't it just that he is difficult to control, taking advantage of his ignorant nature, and taking advantage of his heartbroken time, you want to directly sideline him and let everything settle.
Xing Chen never thought of seizing the position of the Lord God himself. He wanted to wait for his master to come back, so he just prevented others from succeeding to the throne.
They were dissatisfied, they accused him of various things, and tried to frame him in various ways.
But at that time, he should have the final say on the position of the main god.
The long time of more than seven hundred years has calmed down all the anger in Xing Chen's eyes. He is now like a calm deep pool.
Above the deep pool, the spring is bright and beautiful, and flowers are blooming like a vast sea of smoke.
Under the deep pool, it is bottomless and may be filled with surging magma or bone-chilling ice.
"You still remember that there is such a Lord God in this world. Haven't you replaced him with yourself?"
Xing Chen's voice was calm and his facial expression showed no change.
The wound that was once as deep as a chasm has been healed, and the person he talked about will no longer make him heartbroken.
Wu Lan couldn't understand Xing Chen. He was completely unable to read the man's every move, and finally he simply looked away.
"Ye Shen, please send me to apologize to the Lord God."
Xing Chen sneered, "You wishful thinking, even if someone like you dies, the master would not want to see you."
Wu Lan's body shook uncontrollably, as if she had completely collapsed at this moment.
This god, who was used to holding his head high, finally lowered his head completely, buried himself in the dust and cried until he was unable to speak.
Xing Chen stood there and watched quietly, without trying to comfort or saying any more harsh words.
Of course he couldn't take Wu Lan's life now.
Whether Wu Lan can survive depends entirely on himself.
For Xing Chen, he needed a legitimate reason for what he was going to do next.
And the main god Wu Lan can be the legitimate reason for him to do anything.
Xing Chen's initial plan was to take advantage of the situation and hide behind Wu Lan to deal with the God of War and the others, but after thinking about it, he still felt it was troublesome.
It’s not that he has no patience, but in his eyes, those gods are no longer worth his effort.
It would be more refreshing to have a quick victory.
So, the first step now is to knock on the fog screen.
He would not let Wu Lan have the same luck as the Demon King, hiding in the middle and taking advantage of both sides.
His only options are left and right. Anyone who does not stand on his side will be considered to be on the opposite side.
Then he would have no choice but to send them away together.
"What should I do?" Wu Lan raised her head with tears streaming down her face. "I can't die like this. What should I do?"
The long and boring lives of the gods sometimes make them less afraid of life and death than humans.
But at this moment, Wu Lan's eyes were almost full of fear. Even though his death meant the destruction of his soul, he seemed to believe that he would have to face another world after death.
And in that world there are people who are even more difficult for him to face.
"What are you going to do?" Xing Chen smiled slightly, "Wu Lan, with your intelligence, how could you not know what to do?"
Wu Lan wiped the tears from her face and said, "Okay, I promise, I will return the throne to you."
Xing Chen said leisurely: "What a pity..."
Wu Lan interrupted him, "I know you are saying that the throne is not mine. I admit that the power of the Lord God is in the hands of others, and I have no right to talk about whether to return it or not. But as long as I am your shield, you can freely do what you want and take back what you want."
Xing Chen stared at Wu Lan thoughtfully for a while.
The expression on the boy's face was like the winter snow melting and spring flowers blooming in a short period of time.
He turned to look at Kuiling behind him and said with a smile: "Did you see that? He is a smart guy. You should learn from him."
"He's sensible," Kuiling crossed his legs and swung his head, "But Xingchen, what you said is wrong. Am I not much smarter than him if I surrender right away?"
Xing Chen raised his hand and untied the small barrier on Wu Lan. The big bubble left Wu Lan, staggered towards the sky, and merged with the big barrier.
"Okay, you're smart."
Kuiling licked his face and said, "How can I say that? This is just the way it is."
Xing Chen pointed to the corner and said, "Get out of the way."
The restraints on Wu Lan disappeared, and he looked up at the transparent barrier in the sky.
Although he had ventured into someone else's territory without thinking, he subconsciously relied on his own extraordinary divine power.
He could realize that he was at a disadvantage, but he definitely didn't realize how far behind he actually was.
He had clearly tried his best, but he couldn't even get close to Xing Chen. While he was exhausted, Xing Chen had been chatting and laughing below.
It was something that was completely on a different level from all the types of divine power he knew.
It is truly vast and boundless.
Xing Chen could crush him as easily as crushing a bug.
Night God and Demon King were still bickering next to him, not caring at all whether he would do something dangerous next.
It seemed as if he was not taken seriously at all.
But at this moment Wu Lan did not feel humiliated. Instead, she felt that all this seemed to be natural.
This is what Night God should be like.
Even the demon king standing next to him seemed to have turned into a completely different person.
Wu Lan thought of something and suddenly lowered her eyes to look at Xing Chen's wrist.
Such vast and endless divine power reminded him of Xuanluo's Li Zhui.
Maybe Ye Shen has found the lost Li Zhui.
Xing Chen's wrists were hidden in his sleeves, so it was impossible to tell whether he was wearing anything.
As if noticing Wu Lan's gaze, Xing Chen glanced at him while speaking, but did not react in any other way.
"Xingchen, tell me, where have you been for the past seven hundred years?" Kuiling asked as he chased Xingchen.
Xing Chen answered concisely: "In a dream."
"Pah, there is no you in my dream at all. I am angry when I talk about this. Bullshit, you dream about what you think about during the day, and you don't even want to see me in your dreams."
"Who said that to you, do you have any shame?"
"If it's not me, could it be that vixen again?"
There was a strange look in Xing Chen's eyes, and he turned around to look into the house.
That one look said it all.
Kuiling snorted and taunted, "What dream? It can't be a seven hundred year old dream, right?"
"What's it to you?" Xing Chen glared at him lightly.
"Damn it," Kuiling gritted his teeth, "I knew that vixen pretended to be serious on the surface, but underneath she was full of sluttishness."
Xing Chen: "Slap."
Kuiling slapped his face.
"That's not right," he began to wonder after he finished beating her, "How did you enter a dream? Why can you enter a dream? Dreams don't have entities, so where did your body go?"
"Okay, there aren't that many problems."
"You are fooling me again. You were totally annihilated at that time. There is no trace left on your body."
Xing Chen was annoyed by him, "Isn't it enough that you're back?"
"What should I do if you scare me like this again next time?" Kuiling slapped his thigh, "I have a solution. If you dare to do this again next time, I will come over and chop Qingyan into pieces."