I am the Lord of the Gods in a world of mist

Chapter 442 462. Dissipation

Gods have no flesh and can hardly feel pain. Unless the injury touches the root, any seemingly serious injury is just a mild pain.

Even though the gods looked more embarrassed than ever on the battlefield of the final battle, they did not feel too much "pain".

Until this moment, [Moth] finally experienced the long-lost, almost forgotten taste.

He almost forgot his "identity". His tall body, originally composed of pure rules and energy, curled up because of pain. He almost lost his mind and tried to reach out to pull out the branches growing from his head, but his expression became ferocious at the moment of force and then he let go of his hand instantly. At that moment, he thought he was going to pull his "brain" out of his body along with the branch.

But after letting go, he realized that he no longer had a biological structure called "brain". The feeling that he was about to pull out his brain along with the branches was just an illusion. He should not let go. The branches grew more luxuriantly, almost wrapping his entire head in the branches. He could feel that these branches were stealing his vitality, and he had to pull them out!

The moment this thought appeared in his mind, [Moth] immediately took action.

In the past, he would be more cautious, but today was really different. The battle situation changed rapidly, and he had no time to think. More importantly, the "influence" that had always existed in his mind was trying to make him hesitant and cowardly, so [Moth] made a decision secretly. Once he had an idea, he had to implement it immediately, and he could not give "hesitation" a chance to arise.

Therefore, he stretched out his hand regardless of the consequences, and used all his strength, even extraordinary abilities, to try to pull out these branches rooted in his head.

The pain became more and more intense as he moved, and it hurt so much that [Moth] could hardly think. As the tree roots were gradually pulled out of his head, he felt that something was being peeled off by him, as if the tree roots had turned into countless tentacles connected to his body, like blood vessels lying in his body sucking his vitality, and at this moment, these roots were being peeled off his body.

This feeling once made him hesitate whether to continue, but the moment he hesitated made [Moth]'s actions more resolute.

A thunderbolt struck again, and [Moth]'s figure was scattered for a moment. It was also at this moment that the "tentacles" that had been tightly rooted in his body relaxed for a moment, as if they could no longer hold him, so [Moth] worked hard, even though his body was numb and could not feel anything at the moment, he did not choose to solidify his body that was a little scattered after being struck by thunder, but took the opportunity to completely remove the hidden danger!

This time, the process went surprisingly smoothly. It seemed that the branches were also numbed by the thunder. Compared with the previous time, He pulled the roots out of the body with almost no effort.

However, at the moment when He felt that most of the things were pulled out of the body, He didn't even have time to show his joy. He heard a voice behind his ear that was not familiar but made him shudder.

"Thank you for your hard work."

That was the voice of the little ghost that He had been vigilant about.

What was she saying?

What hard work?

[Moth]'s already numb brain went blank for a moment. He suddenly felt something extremely bad, so bad that he even wanted to vomit. His brain and body stiffened instantly. Although he didn't think of anything in his mind, he seemed to have anticipated the worst result.

He was not a fool. From the tone of the little ghost, He could hear that she was laughing at him.

Laughing at him for falling into a trap.

There was no time to do anything, or rather, the opponent had already won when he spoke. When his perception returned, [Moth] noticed a scene that made him despair.

He was so stupid that he pulled out his innate circuit from his body. At this moment, the little ghost who was hiding somewhere appeared behind him. The branches spread to her hands, tied his circuit, and were sucking his innate circuit continuously. In just a blink of an eye, most of his circuit had melted away.

No wonder he felt as if he was pulling out blood vessels in his body. He foolishly thought that they were the roots of the branches, but in fact they were his circuit.

He was affected much more deeply than he thought, but the little ghost deliberately made him think that there were only those hesitant and retreating thoughts in his mind. She did it on purpose.

In the past, he would never be fooled by these tricks to pull out his circuit. He would definitely be able to detect the loophole in time!

But the time and place were not on him.

He could still fight to the death, at least, to prevent this little devil from taking away his circuit so easily, but that would be too boring.

Isn't it more interesting now?

[Moth]'s expression suddenly became strange. He put down his hands that were originally ready to struggle, and watched Xu Zhi devour his circuit step by step. His eyes were full of amazement and jealousy, as well as not-so-deep greed and desire.

"What a surprise, when did a monster like you appear?"

It's really scary that he can even devour the innate circuit of the gods.

Since he has already lost, even if he fights to the death, it will only clear obstacles for other gods, so why not make things more interesting?

[Moth] immediately changed her original idea. At this moment, Xu Zhi did not exert any influence on her, nor did he guide her mind to make any involuntary judgments. Her [Moth] attribute extraordinary energy had been consumed just now. Now what [Moth] did was completely out of her heart.

Even Xu Zhi was surprised by this.

But immediately, she realized what [Moth] was thinking. When the circuit devoured until only the last trace was left, it was also the last moment when [Moth] was about to die. She looked at Xu Zhi with almost loving eyes, as if she was looking at a promising younger generation, and then said: "You are so interesting. If it weren't for this situation, we might be friends."

Xu Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not slow down the speed of devouring because of his words. He just said coldly: "No, the two moths will not be friends."

They will only guard against each other and fight, trying to turn each other into playthings.

The last trace of the loop was devoured, and the figure of [Moth] turned into countless gray moths flying towards the sky of Mansu. The thunder stopped falling, as if the death of [Moth] slightly calmed Mansu's anger. After the thunder dissipated, the other gods who originally did not dare to approach also realized at this moment that now might be the time to attack Xu Zhi!

Even if they didn't know who she was, they realized that the girl in front of them was definitely a difficult person.

However, with the death of [Moth], the faces of two other gods became ugly.