Douluo Continuing The Seven Shrek Monsters' Road to Godhood

Chapter 667--If God had not given birth to me, Ma Hongjun

How is this going? Ma Hongjun was greatly surprised.

Suddenly, the cold and solemn voice echoed throughout the hall: "After the test of peeling off the soul bone, and the test of joy and anger, the inheritor's character lacks certain qualities that the Vulcan must possess, so the inheritor is not suitable. The throne of the God of Fire. The test of the illusion has stopped, and the inheritance of the God of Fire has failed."

After hearing the news, he looked around and saw that the scene around him had not changed at all, and his tone did not sound like he was joking at all. This made Ma Hongjun feel like he had fallen into an ice cave, his eyes spurting blood. Still a little unbelievable in my heart, I tried: "Impossible, impossible, is it so difficult to rewrite my destiny? Are you sure you are not kidding me? I have passed all the Vulcan tests in front of me and today's happiness and anger test so easily, you... Mom said what kind of character can I lack, huh?"

Ma Hongjun's tone became colder and heavier. His heart became even more white, and a look of fear appeared on his face, "I, Ma Hongjun, just want to be with Xiangxiang and my brothers and sisters forever. Is it really so difficult?"

However, the person who made that voice seemed not to have heard what Ma Hongjun said, and the solemn voice continued to echo: "But I think you did not give up the inheritance on your own initiative. The assessment decided to show mercy outside the law and give you two choices. Please be prepared to listen."

Ma Hongjun swallowed with his dry throat and his whole body tensed up.

"One: give up the position of God of Fire, give up the position of God of Fire, and accept the position of God of Phoenix."

"Two: Get off the high platform, leave here, give up on becoming a god, and from now on, you will live a free life on earth!"

"Please make your choice within five minutes."

Fire Temple.

Dai Mubai, who was originally so moved by Ma Hongjun that he couldn't help himself, was now looking at the divine screen in a daze, holding his breath and not daring to move. I could only hear my heart beating violently, as if it was about to break. His breath was extremely unstable, "This is definitely an illusion! Damn it! This illusion can really hit Fatty's most vulnerable place, amplifying the only fear in his heart infinitely. Fatty, you have to be brave and see through the illusion. This damn thing It’s absolutely impossible to choose one of the two, right?”

Tang San looked as if the mountain was collapsing in front of him, with a look of horror on his face, "Boss Dai, your analysis is right. Choosing to accept the Phoenix God's position means giving up the inheritance of the God of Fire. If you give up on your own initiative, the result... you can imagine, how can there be any What is the opportunity to become the God of the Phoenix? If you choose to give up on becoming a god, haha! I am afraid that your body and soul will be destroyed on the spot. From then on, you can live a free life in the world? Impossible. This kind of sudden and most fearful thing happens in front of you, and it will definitely happen. The fat man’s judgment was completely deceived, and it was difficult to tell the truth from the lie for a while. Now we can only see whether he is firm enough in his heart.”

Tang San hesitated in the waves and felt anxious. Fat man! But don’t be fooled!

Dai Mubai's heart rose in his throat, making it difficult to breathe. He just nodded, speechless.

The Vulcan was full of doubts and thought to himself: "Why do I, the Vulcan, need any special qualities? This illusion is so difficult! Can you kid get through it?!"

The God of Evil sighed in his heart: "I didn't expect that such a cunning illusion would appear. No matter how sober a person is, there is no guarantee that he will not be deceived." Then, the God of Evil sent a message to the Goddess of Kindness: "Be kind! Danger! Be ready at any time. Take action and be as stealthy as possible.”

"Yes!" The kind goddess agreed lightly, "It is indeed not simple. The surrounding scene has not changed. It is not so much an illusion as it is a real death test question."

Human world.

Four months have passed quietly.

Bai Chenxiang was leaning on a chair in Bai He's room. She was wearing a light green embroidered hibiscus skirt, lined with light pink brocade and wrapped around the chest. The cuffs were embroidered with delicate gold-patterned butterflies. There were several strands of lace hooked on the chest and skirt. The layer is as thin as a veil of clear mist. Sure enough, she was a fairy who came down to earth that day and was stained by the fate of the world.

At this moment, she was looking at the ceiling with blank fear and slightly frowning eyebrows.

The words that seemed to be addressed to Bai He and himself came out from between those tender red lips: "Grandpa, did you say that Fatty is almost a Vulcan now?"

Bai He looked at his granddaughter's worried face and comforted him: "Hongjun is a man of great arrogance, don't worry! He will definitely succeed."

God Realm, Fire Temple.

Tang San counted the seconds in his mind, and was so nervous that his forehead was covered with sweat. Five minutes were about to pass, and in an atmosphere full of panic, he said to himself: "Fat man, you must not be able to choose anything!"

On the inheritance platform, Ma Hongjun still couldn't believe that he had failed like this, but everything really didn't seem like the illusion. What kind of character did he have that was not suitable for the position of the God of Fire?

Due to fear, blood rushed to his head and his head buzzed.

Are all causes and effects really destined?

Zou Qi told him that in the original timeline, he did not work hard enough and failed to inherit the Fire God. Instead, he chose the Phoenix God, the second-level god at that time, and ended up being separated from Bai Chenxiang. This is what he will always cherish in his heart. Pain was something he would never allow to happen.

Today, everything seems to be happening again, and now I face two choices.

If I had chosen the Phoenix God, wouldn't that tragedy have truly come true? Will Bai Chenxiang's life disappear and leave him because of his inability to choose?

And he had secretly sworn countless times that he would never inherit the position of Fire God in this life, and he would never be a human being.

He could never choose this option, and he would never dare to choose it.

And if you choose to give up your divine status, you will die in the blink of an eye as a mere mortal. It is destined to be a situation where yin and yang are separated, and the historical line has closed.

And as arrogant as he is, he can reach the heights of gods with his status as a mortal, but he, Ma Hongjun, does not have such a face. She doesn't want to selfishly tie Bai Chenxiang to herself, and she also wants Bai Chenxiang to continue to be happy even without him.

Ma Hongjun closed his eyes in pain. His heart was beating in his chest like a big pole hitting a city gate hard. Everything around him seemed to be swallowing him up, and he faced endless darkness.

He didn't expect that even though he had worked hard to become a level 100 demigod, he still couldn't escape his fate.

Ma Hongjun laughed crazily and hoarsely, and kept laughing. Deliriously shouting: "Life is always bleak, why should you be melancholy about the past. Xiangxiang! I don't want fate to cause you to die. In this case, hehehe... Sighing how many heroes have let down, they will return to their daughter's heart thousands of times. Xiangxiang, Live well for me."

After Ma Hongjun said this wildly and wildly, Ma Hongjun scratched his head with both hands, going crazy. He threw his head back and laughed, then lowered his head and cried loudly. His legs were weak and he knelt on the ground. Even things that usually seemed warm seemed to have turned into devils, grinning ferociously.

Then he closed his eyes slightly and opened them suddenly again. You can see the October frost in it, which stung people's hearts. His face suddenly turned gray and yellow, as if he was dead. He laughed and said: "The world is just a road of life and death, and the sword of mercy will show no mercy. If I had to start all over again, how much should I not let go in my life?"

"Hahaha... If God had not given birth to me, Ma Hongjun! Ah..."

Ma Hongjun, who was so mad that his legs were shaking like cotton, stood up extremely unsteadily.

Suddenly, a stern look flashed in his eyes, he let out a strange cry, raised the Vulcan Sword and slashed at his neck.

"No!"

"Fat!"

Tang San, who originally didn't know what Ma Hongjun wanted to do, almost completely lost his mind and shouted loudly. The figure even rushed out and hit the divine power screen heavily. Even if he was beaten to death, he would never have imagined that the fat man would commit suicide.

Dai Mubai clenched his fists tightly, his nails dug into the palms of his hands, and his neck could not be stretched any further. His eyes shot out sharp light, and he yelled with all his strength, his face so horrifying that there was no color at all. The blood all over his body seemed to have stopped flowing, and his heart felt like it was being squeezed by a vise. The man was so frightened that he could not move.

The twenty-odd dragon and phoenix blood crystal chandeliers on the dome of the Fire Temple were shattered by the roar of the two brothers mixed with boundless divine power, and were turned into powder by the echo that bounced off the hard wall.

The fire god's three thousand hairs stood up, his forehead was cold, his eyes were filled with stars, and he was gripped tightly by nameless fear.

The God of Evil and the Goddess of Goodness just stretched out their hands slightly before, and then slowly retracted them, with indifferent expressions on their faces. Instead, he heard the roars of Tang San and Dai Mubai, like thunder and lightning, and his ears were numb.

At this moment, on the high platform of inheritance.

Ma Hongjun's head did not fall to the ground as he imagined. When the Vulcan Sword was only an inch away from his neck, it suddenly became as soft as a whip and left a red mark on his neck. Ma Hongjun gritted his teeth and cracked his mouth in pain. Shout out in pain.

He looked at Vulcan Sword with anger on his face and ordered in a cold voice: "Vulcan Sword, why are you protecting this loser like me? I'm not worthy of the position of Vulcan. Kill me! This way you can return to you." The old master has it."

Ma Hongjun's brain had long been dug out of his skull, thrown away, and then filled with a bucket of paste, while his heart seemed to have been drained of blood and filled with ice cubes. Completely losing his mind, he ran two steps in a row, preparing to grab the Vulcan Sword. But the latter knocked Ma Hongjun back to the original position with a sword light, seemingly mocking Ma Hongjun invisibly.

Ma Hongjun was even more crazy. He was trembling, all the muscles and bones in his body were twitching, and his teeth couldn't help but make the sound of hitting each other, "Hahaha... Okay! You are afraid that my blood will stain you, right?" OK! I'll blow myself up!"

However, a strange scene occurred. The Vulcan Sword stretched into a "big red rope" and in an instant, Ma Hongjun was tied up. The extra sharp point started writing on the ground. And the handle of the knife struck him hard like a donkey on a log.

What words were written?

"It's so stupid, it's just an illusion."

"Ah!" Ma Hongjun was stunned, sweating profusely, and his face was dyed in seven or eight different colors, one red and one blue, "Vulcan Sword, you said this is an illusion. Why hasn't the environment changed at all? , and it’s the voice that only sounds before and after the exam?!”

The Vulcan Sword couldn't speak and hit his big head harder.

"Ouch! Although I'm stupid, I should be gentler." Ma Hongjun yelled in pain, then took a deep breath and said shamelessly: "What a fantasy! Holy shit! This...isn't this too scary? ! I was so fucking deceived that I almost forgot about the illusion. I didn’t expect that a sober person like me could still be deceived. Vulcan Sword, without you today, I, Ma Hongjun, would be dead! Thank you! I I will treat you as a brother from now on."

The handle of the Vulcan Sword gently patted Ma Hongjun's big face, as if to express: "Sensible, very sensible!"

Ma Hongjun's old face turned red and he wished he could disappear from this lovely world immediately, but he still said with a silly smile: "Vulcan Sword, this must be a level of fear! My little heart, this illusion is too unreasonable. The surrounding scene remained unchanged, but he even lied to me about what I feared the most. Alas... ruthless."

Then, the Vulcan Sword let go of Ma Hongjun, regained his strength, pressed his lips tightly together, his mind went blank, he was a little overwhelmed, and he patted Ma Hongjun's head hard again while he was kneeling on the ground.

"Ouch..." Ma Hongjun covered his head and screamed in pain again, "I was wrong, I was wrong. Vulcan Sword! Master is too stupid, too stupid!"

The atmosphere returned to a relaxed state at the same time.

This feeling of ups and downs really made Tang San and Dai Mubai's little hearts unbearable.

Tang San half-knelt on the ground, breathing heavily, murmuring: "Fortunately, the Fire God's affinity is high enough, and the Fire God Sword Protector is diligent in protecting him, otherwise... hiss!" Tang San simply didn't dare to think about it.

Dai Mubai put his hands on a pillar and rolled his throat with difficulty. His mind seemed to be extremely relaxed after experiencing ninety-nine tribulations and finally achieving the right result. "Huh! The Vulcan Sword is mighty. Fatty owes you my life!"

(End of this chapter)