Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

By the time Nu Jiang and Nu Wa returned from their trip, the world had been in chaos for a long time, but the pollution had not spread.

It's strange that even though the gods are constantly killing, fighting, and dying, the pollution has never spread or invaded them.

Because all the power of the dead gods has been attributed to the law of heaven, the law of heaven is gradually getting stronger and suppressing the pollution.

This fact makes many neutral gods despair.

Among them is Yaochi.

She had always firmly believed that Fuxi was right, and only by killing the Supreme God could the pollution be solved. However, the fact is that she, they, are the real source of pollution.

How ridiculous, she was looking forward to peace for countless years, and it would take her life to get it.

This realization made her feel desperate and at the same time gain a different kind of peace. So, when Nu Jiang and Nu Wa arrived, she chose to kneel down.

Yaochi's kneeling shocked the gods in the chaos.

The world collapsed, time and space were chaotic, and the scene Song Qiao had seen in the secret realm appeared in reality. Golden divine blood fills the sky, and the corpses of gods are stacked in the void. The compassionate Buddha, the proud angels, the fallen demons, chaos, law, light, evil. War makes them ferocious, and blood makes them crazy.

This is Ragnarok.

In this dusk, the God of Yaochi, who was once the master of the second order of the lawful throne and now one of the leaders of the resistance camp, chose to kneel down when faced with the sudden arrival of the supreme god.

She pressed her forehead against the blood-stained ground as she devoutly recounted her crimes.

After a moment, another god came down and walked to Yaochi's side, kneeling down in the same way, with the same piety.

The watery moonlight bloomed on her body. She ignored the shouts of God in the sky and looked at the Supreme God with a calm face.

"Xihe is guilty, and his crime must not be forgiven. I only ask for mercy from the crown prince, so that Xihe and Yaya can still be mother and daughter in the next life." The little Golden Crow in her arms shrank together because of the pressure from the outside world. Shivering and looking very pitiful.

The female Jiang did not answer immediately. She just tilted her head and looked to the other side. With a swipe of her finger, the void was cut open, revealing a group of people standing inside.

It was Song Qiao and her friends.

The nine-tailed fox squatting on Nv Jiang's shoulder licked its paws and looked at Song Qiao with a somewhat complicated look.

Not only is the vision of the nine-tailed fox complicated, but Jinglan, who is cooperating with Luo Fusheng to kill the god, is also complicated.

Look, there is no man standing next to her wife.

Looking from front to back, except for Meng Lingyu and Xie Yuzhou, who looked familiar, the rest of them had not been seen before. Where did all the Yingying Yanyan come from, and Meng Lingyu could tolerate it? Don’t just kill them all!

Han Yun felt a little cold, as if she had murderous intent. She shrank back and huddled behind Meng Lingyu, praying that the great gods would not focus their attention on her, as she would not be able to bear the pressure!

Shang Yuxue stood behind Song Qiao, and before Song Qiao agreed, she flew out, landed next to the injured Si Yuan, and supported her. "I told you I didn't mean it. I was knocked unconscious and taken away by that dead woman Song Qiao! Why didn't you know how to hide? You are not a god. You came out not to seek death!"

Si Yuan leaned on Shang Yuxue's shoulder, listened to her chattering for a while, then raised his hand to cover her mouth, "Save your strength, you bastard."

Athena glanced at Elaine, shook her head at her, and stopped Elaine from coming over.

The will of the Supreme God... Athena tightened the sword in her hand and wanted her to kill her at the neck, but it was impossible!

Because of Nv Jiang's actions, everyone's eyes fell on Song Qiao. Song Qiao didn't pay much attention. He just looked at the little Golden Crow in Xihe's arms and showed a gentle smile.

"Yaya, you look like you've grown up a lot and become more beautiful." As she said that, she whispered to Meng Lingyu: "I'll go take a look, okay?"

Meng Lingyu nodded, "Go ahead."

So, after Song Qiao approached Xihe, Di Jun, who was shining like the sun in the sky, heard his child, the little golden crow, shouting crisply to Song Qiao: "Mom!! Mom!!"

For a moment, the gods all cast their gazes on Di Jun's head, as if they wanted to see if the light was green.

Song Qiao knew better than anyone whether Emperor Jun was green or not. She knelt down and reached out to touch Little Golden Crow's head, "Don't call me mom, call me aunt, okay?"

Little Jinwu tilted his head, "Mom...don't you want Yaya anymore?"

Before Song Qiao could answer, Xiao Jinwu looked at Baby Jiang in Meng Lingyu's arms, "You only like the baby and not Yaya, is it because Yaya hasn't transformed yet?" As he said this, Xiao Jinwu cried aggrievedly. got up.

Xihe couldn't help but plucked the little Golden Crow's feathers, "Can you change your habit of mistaking your mother!"

The warmth was quickly broken. Fuxi's sneak attack on Meng Lingyu froze in mid-air. His target was not Meng Lingyu, but Jiang Baobao.

But his movements never took shape.

Donghuang Taiyi's pupils shrank into needle shapes, and he looked at the scene happening below in horror.

He regarded him as his biggest enemy in his life. Although he despised his character, he would always admit that he was strong. He was once the person he wanted to defeat in his dreams. At this moment, it was like a toy, fixed in the air, maintaining that obscene posture, unable to move.

The god who is so high above, looking down on all the heavens and worlds, is like the most pitiful and lowly mortal, with no power to resist.

Nuwa, one of the supreme gods who is ignored by everyone, has a black and white disk that is constantly rotating beside her. As she slowly tightened her fingers, Fuxi's body began to twist.

From his body, the golden wheel of life was being stripped away. Fuxi screamed in pain. He wanted to struggle and escape, but he couldn't.

Whether it was a deity or an ordinary god, at this moment, they all felt the coldest fear coming from the depths of their souls.

The wheel of life was completely stripped away, and Nuwa didn't even look at it. She just flicked her fingertips, and the power to control destiny, which was coveted by countless gods, returned to the embrace of heaven.

Fuxi, on the other hand, was losing strength, but in the next second, he was thrown into the black and white roulette wheel by Nuwa.

No sound was heard. The once strongest person in the lawful camp, the master of all heavens and realms, God Fuxi, was deprived of his power and thrown into reincarnation, and he will become the most ordinary mortal.

In the dead silence, Nuwa sneered: "Give you a chance, don't let me do it myself."

No one moved.

Just before Nuwa's patience ran out, Yaochi stood up, and she slowly walked to the front of the black and white roulette wheel, "Your Majesty, I made a thousand mistakes, and the fault lies with Yaochi. Please show mercy to one or two sentient beings."

Hearing this, Nuwa glanced at Yaochi lightly, "All living beings don't need my mercy, they can control their own destiny."

At that moment, Yaochi suddenly understood a lot.

Perhaps, there is really no need for God in the world.

Nuwa and Mian Shang are right.

Yaochi smiled freely, stripped himself of authority, and then threw himself into reincarnation without any hesitation.

After Yaochi, Xihe hugged Little Golden Crow tightly and was about to follow him, but was hugged by Di Jun. "No! Don't leave me!"

Xi He sighed and held Di Jun's hand tightly, "Then come with me..."

The sun and taiyin returned to heaven, and their family was entangled and fell into reincarnation.

A golden down feather was floating in the wind. Song Qiao reached out to grab it and gathered it in his palm.

Scorching hot.