I Became The Villain Gao Fushuai

"Is it the King of People?"

"But it is recorded in the book that it is not that King Wu of Shang will attack King Zhou of Shang because of his tyranny."

The city lord snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain: "Hmph, history is always written by the winners.

You know, after the death of King Zhou, the human race has no more luck. "

The words fell.

Su Jingshen was silent.

Indeed, after the death of King Zhou, there was no human king anymore in the human race, only the Son of Heaven.

From the other party's mouth, it can be heard that King Wu of Zhou took advantage of King Zhou's crusade against ghosts to occupy the huge Shang Dynasty.

As for why there is no king in later generations.

some of.

He also does not know for the time being.

While Su Jingshen was still thinking, the city lord continued to speak.

"The so-called Fengshen Yanyi is actually a farce written and directed by a group of people who trade with ghosts.

In order to get rid of their sins, they named themselves gods.

Let future generations worship them and believe in them.

King Wu of Zhou also called himself the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven.

Everything he said was destiny. "

Hear here.

Su Jingshen was shocked, and asked involuntarily: "Are all the rumored gods ghosts? What Erlang God, Nezha and others."

"Hahaha, have you ever seen a human race with three eyes? Have you ever seen a human race with three heads and six arms?

They are just some dogs who betrayed the human race.

The so-called three heads, six arms, and the third eye are all possessed by some ghosts and endow them with powerful power.

Those so-called gods! Fairy!

They are just some despicable people who want to plunder the luck of the human race.

Later they discovered that once they took refuge in ghosts, they were no longer human races, and how could the luck of human races recognize them.

So they found another way, established the heavenly court, deceived the world, made the world believe in them, and relied on the power of faith to strengthen themselves. "

Hear here.

Su Jingshen couldn't help thinking that his own system to establish the Justice League seemed to be deceiving the world and gaining the power of faith.

"System, is there any difference between your power of faith and theirs?"

"Don't compare this system with those wastes. The power of belief in this system will turn into the power of luck after reaching a certain level. At that time, master, you can gather the luck of the human race, not only increase your own strength, Moreover, it can also increase the strength of the human race, and the power of faith obtained by those wastes cannot absorb even one percent by itself.

So please master understand that this system is the most powerful existence. "

Hearing the system's explanation, Su Jingshen took a long breath.

Fortunately, it is different from those so-called gods.

Although he is a villain, he really doesn't want to do anything to betray the human race.

He didn't want to become a human being, a ghost not a ghost.

Seeing Su Jingshen's appearance, the city lord thought he was surprised by his words, and then continued to speak.

"During the 800 years of the Zhou Dynasty's rule, the entire human race was in dire straits, and demons also wantonly plundered the lives of the human race, devouring thousands of human races like rations.

The whole world is full of people's grievances, but the Zhou Dynasty did nothing. Every one of them took care of their own enjoyment and did not consider the safety of the common people.

As a result, during that time, the number of human races decreased rapidly, and the luck of human races collapsed.

As the luck of the human race collapsed, ghosts descended on Blue Star again.

What's funny is that the ghost that has always been believed by the Zhou Dynasty as a god, the first time it came, it destroyed the Zhou Dynasty that ruled the land of the human race for more than 800 years. "

The words fell.

The city lord laughed out loud, tears streaming down from time to time.

Su Jingshen: "Where are those so-called gods?"

The city lord seemed to hear the funniest thing: "Immortals? The moment the ghosts came, they went to seek refuge with the ghosts and transformed themselves into ghosts.

When killing the human race, the gods believed by the world killed more than those ghosts. The people never thought that the gods who worshiped every day would finally point the butcher knife in their hands at them.

However, there is no unparalleled road, seven heroes appeared in the world, and they established seven countries, which is what you know as the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period.

Although the seven emperors of the human race have lofty ideals, the ghosts are powerful, and the luck of the human race is fragmented.

They can only continue to compete for territory, to gather the luck of the human race, and to strengthen themselves against ghosts.

At the same time, some people have no way to compete for territory, so they find other ways to collect luck.

Some people use Legalism, some use Confucianism, and some use the art of war. They rely on their own strength to strengthen the human race and gather the luck of the human race to fight against ghosts. This is the ancient schools of thought. . "

The voice of the city lord gradually became louder.

That was the rarest era for the human race, but it was also the most glorious era for the human race.

Although the human race was divided and their fortunes were fragmented, strong people emerged one after another. They fought for the human race and defended this world.

Their disciples are all loyal to the human race, and they are desperate for the human race.

"Although the human race at that time was weak, they were never afraid of fear. Countless geniuses emerged one after another. There was no intrigue among the people. Even if there were conflicts within the human race, everyone obeyed the rules.

When encountering danger, everyone is in unison. "

The mayor's tone was excited.

He seems to have returned to that era again, to the era when he was united as one and desperate for the human race.

from the other party's words.

Su Jingshen could also hear the power of the ghosts and the bitterness of the human race.

If it weren't for those old-timers who carried the weight forward for us, the world might have been destroyed long ago.

He wanted to continue asking, but forcibly resisted the impulse in his heart and let the other party continue talking.

"Although there are more and more strong people in the human race, the luck of the human race has been torn apart by the Zhou Dynasty. Although many strong people are working hard to gather luck, after all, the luck is too scattered, and ghosts wantonly break Talking about the land of the human race, wantonly devouring the human race, resulting in less and less luck, and various natural disasters appearing all over the world.

For the human race at that time, natural disasters were nothing, and they could easily suppress them.

But as time went by, the power between heaven and earth became less and less, and the barriers between heaven and earth became weaker and weaker.

The seal of the passage between heaven and earth was broken, and more powerful ghosts descended from the passage to the world one after another.

The strength of those ghosts far surpassed that of the human race, and the human race was beaten and retreated steadily for a while.

That is, since when did we know that there are higher levels, and the outside world is so vast and powerful. "

The city lord seemed to be caught in the memories of the past.

The originally handsome face has become a bit vicissitudes.

His cloudy eyes suddenly became bright.

"Fortunately, our human race has an emperor through the ages!"

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