I'm a God of Evil in Tokyo

In order to protect myself, I can only give up everything and choose to steal my beliefs and become a false god who survived the myths of the past. "

There is no interference of any extraordinary power, no influence of any real illusion, and there is only an old man narrating this story in a monotonous tone.

The tone is lonely and helpless.

Chapter 297 Chapter 290 The Lies Under the Trajectory of Fate

"Nice sad story!"

Bai Ge couldn't help applauding the old priest, and praised softly.

Following Bai Ge's movements, the scale of fate floating in front of him also began to shake slightly, as if agreeing with Bai Ge's statement.

In the line of sight that only Baige can see, the scale of fate gradually reveals its fate track as the old priest tells.

Bai Ge's contemptuous attitude did not anger the lonely old priest, but instead made him heave a long sigh.

"I thought that your Excellency would have a more fair view of this because you are weird, but I didn't expect to be deceived by the upper echelons of the bald eagle."

Facing the old priest with top-notch kung fu, Bai Geyao responded with a chuckle.

"The upper bald eagle is certainly not a good thing, but you may not be what you said.

We are all grown-ups, and such simple stories of beauty and ugliness are already outdated. In the world of adults, there are only interests, but there is no pure and tragic story like yours. "

The old priest was slightly taken aback.

"Your Excellency thinks I'm lying?"

Bai Ge shook his head again.

"Looking at things from different angles, good and bad, honesty and lies are not unified.

The same foreign aggression, some people can call it the expansion of territory, and some people can see it as a criminal atrocity. In the final analysis, it is still a difference in status.

There is no trace of lying in the story you told. You are very clear about how difficult it is for a sage on earth to deceive his peers.

So everything you say is true, at least from your own point of view. "

While speaking, Baige walked towards the old priest who was sitting cross-legged on the altar, his eyes kept flashing the fate trajectory of the old priest presented to him by the scale of fate.

"For this you can even move yourself with your own words, hypnotize yourself into a tragic hero.

Because only in this way can I render you a complete loser and make me ignore the threat you bring. "

The trace of loneliness that remained on the old priest's old face froze, and an unbelievable look flashed in his eyes.

Ignoring the old priest's thoughts after being exposed, Bai Ge continued to talk to himself.

"You may have made the transaction with the intention of cooperating with the upper echelons of the bald eagle at the beginning, but after you became a sage on earth and obtained superhuman strength, your mentality has already begun to change.

You know very well that the strength of a real saint in the world is close to a god in the eyes of ordinary people, so you think you have the qualifications to challenge the entire bald eagle and get back everything that belongs to you Indians. "

"First, he pretended to be extremely friendly to the top bald eagles and extremely loyal to the country, and then showed his extraordinary power to make transactions with the top bald eagles, hoping to get the support of the top bald eagles in gaining faith.

But you overlooked one point, the upper class of the bald eagle has a hostile attitude towards the Indians.

Even the ideology of political correctness, which is exaggerated to the extreme in terms of morality towards people of a certain color, has never had similar support for the Indians to whom they owe more.

In this country that proclaims freedom and democracy, the laws on the surface still show a lot of oppression on the Indians on the surface. This is enough to show that the upper echelon of the Bald Eagle does not want a strong man who can lead the recovery of the Indians.

Even if this strong man is very loyal to the bald eagle on the surface, as long as there is even the slightest possibility, the upper echelons of the bald eagle will prevent this opportunity. "

Seeing the surprise disappear, Bai Ge tried his best to suppress the shocked old priest in his heart, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"All your upper-level channels have been cut off, and the upper-level Bald Eagles are afraid of your mighty strength and dare not attack you directly, but they are stuck on you when it comes to building a church.

Even if you have great strength, under the size of this powerful country, establishing a church and spreading faith is still not something that can be solved by pure strength.

Realizing that the upper echelons have completely blocked your way out, you can only spread your beliefs in your own tribe for experimentation.

And in order to break the blockade of the upper layer, you quietly opened a natural disaster-level weird town, and then suppressed it when the weirdness was raging, trying to show your value in this way. "

Speaking of this, the old priest still had an expression of indifference and calmness on his face, but his withered palm firmly grasped the scepter of the Feathered Serpent God in front of him, and the palm that was rubbing back and forth showed that his heart was not peaceful.

"But you never expected that the strength you showed in the face of natural disaster-level weirdness not only failed to help you, but made the upper bald eagle feel even more afraid.

In order to deal with you, they threw the pot of natural disaster-level weird recovery to you, hoping to use this to attack you.

Perhaps they didn't expect that they originally wanted to use such an excuse to attack you, but they found the real master by mistake. "

Even when Bai Ge saw this from the scale of fate, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

This level of throwing the pot is probably only that Chuanhuang can do it.

"Many forbidden supernatural treasures are related to natural disaster-level weirdness. They used a dangerous taboo treasure as bait to lure natural disaster-level weirdness to your tribe.

Your tribe has the fire of faith that you planted for yourself, and you have to fight against natural disaster-level weirdness as a last resort.

The Extraordinary Research Institute and the Bald Eagle military brazenly used taboo treasures and firepower to suppress you in this desolate land. "

"However, you are still a saint in the world after all, and the effectiveness of even the ultimate weapon of human beings on you has been reduced to the extreme.

In the end, at the price of the weirdness of fighting you, the Extraordinary Research Institute triggered a taboo treasure to split this space and seal you here. "

As Baige helped the old priest complete the story, he had already arrived in front of the old priest.

Standing in the sky, Baige looked down at the old priest sitting cross-legged on the bone altar, with an elusive and strange tone in his tone.

"Is not it?

Quetzalcoatl... Kukulkan. "

As Baige recited the name of the old priest in front of him, everything around him began to change.

It seems that after hundreds of years of erosion, the originally neat stone buildings collapsed and turned into ruins.

The surrounding dead trees are extremely active, connecting with this piece of dry land, and the vines are entangled and woven into a tree that supports the sky.

Vitality and death are entangled on this sky-reaching tree, making it maintain a strange balance.

And what is under Kuku Kaner is not an altar, but a totem pole made up of many human corpses and incomplete extraordinary treasure fragments.

On the surface of those mutilated corpses, colorful and strange patterns were connected together, connecting Kukukaner who was sitting cross-legged on the totem pole.

On the outside of the totem pole, there is also a thick spiral groove spreading upward from the base of the totem pole, as if some kind of snake-shaped thing is hovering on it.

But now, the creatures in the groove have completely disappeared.

Chapter 298 Chapter 290 [-] The golden cicada escapes its shell?

The previous scene was not an illusion, and a simple illusion could not hide from Bai Ge's eyes.

The dense woods and Indian tribes are all images in the mind of the ancient-looking Feathered Serpent God Kukukaner.

In this narrow world, reverse the time of the material level, and keep the scene that exists in that part of the intercepted time in the present, replacing the real scene.

This is the method of a real saint in the world. Even the whisper of the ancient god who has almost omnipotent authority in Baige cannot help admiring such a method.

After resting his gaze on the totem pole for a while, Baige turned his attention to the Feathered Serpent God in front of him.

"Your Excellency is still worried about me!"

Kukukan'er spoke in a calm tone.

Baige's previous words didn't seem to have any effect on him.

"If you are really worried about me, you can take action at will, and you don't need to make up some lies to make excuses for yourself."

"No no no!"

Bai Ge smiled and shook his head.

"If I make a move, I will never find any reason. The so-called ethics and the constraints of reality have no meaning to me.

What I'm really interested in is what's behind your clumsy lies and cover-ups. "

Kukukan'er didn't answer, but Baige started to wander around the totem pole with his hands behind his back.

"I have no interest in meddling in the filth of you and the upper bald eagle.

Regardless of whether you avenge the bald eagle as the most original owner of this land, or the bald eagle kills you as an unstable factor, I am very happy to see the result, as long as you treat me as a melon-eating crowd. "

"Sorry, I forgot that this is a bald eagle. Eating watermelon is extremely illegitimate."

While talking, Bai Ge stopped suddenly, and looked towards the end of the land.

Outside this world divided by taboo treasures, Baige felt the aura of a supernatural being approaching.

There are more than a dozen extraordinary people descending from the barrier. These extraordinary people are all second-level strengths, which is an extremely exaggerated force in any country in the world.

Among the bald eagles, only the Transcendent Research Institute has the ability to master such a large number of high-level Transcendents.

However, these more than a dozen second-order transcendents are not enough to look at in front of Kukukaner, a false god of the rank of saint on earth.

The gap between the extraordinary and the saint cannot be calculated by reason.

However, Baige felt a strong and strange aura from several of the second-order transcendents among them, which could only be emitted by taboo treasures related to natural disaster-level weirdness.

"It seems that we don't have much time to chat, and your previous actions to deter me from absorbing the remaining vitality of this world have been noticed by the outside world.

Among the second-order transcendents with taboo treasures, there may be treasures that can destroy you and the world together. "

Kukukaner's old face was calm, and his eyes were downcast, making it impossible to guess what was going on in his heart.

"Aren't you going?"

"The little guys in the Transcendence Research Institute are not strong enough, but I have suffered a lot from the treasures they used.

Although you are in full body condition now, after this world is shattered, how much strength do you still have to escape their blockade? "

With his right hand, Bai Ge lightly supported his chin covered by the black robe, as if he was considering the suggestion that Kuku Kaner said.

After a long while, Bai Ge spoke with a solemn face.

"no!"

Kukukan'er raised his lowered eyes slightly, and looked at Baige with scrutiny.

"why not?"