Assassin's Will [Quick Transmigration]

What will the end of the gods look like?No one knows.

Only later, someone described the dusk of that day, the sky was red, as if weeping blood.

The harsh winter in Shenshan is extremely bleak, and there has been no banquet for a long time.

The pleasure-loving gods couldn't bear it, and five or six of them who played well on weekdays got together to rehearse the drama of the lower realm.When they were playing King Ralph's mournful monologue, the mountain of God shook violently.

As if the monster was hammering the towering sky pillar, there was another shock in a short time. At this time, the Goddess of Dawn, who played the role of queen, screamed, and the stone beam of the temple suddenly fell.

Dionysus stopped the harp, and his usually cynical face was stained with a little seriousness, he said: "Go out and see the situation."

The situation outside the sacred mountain was unimaginable, beyond any of their expectations.

The world tree originally grew at the foot of the sacred mountain. It is a lush and green tree, guarded by elves, and it is a symbol of authority.

But now, its roots are stuck in the soil, but it suddenly grows to be as tall as the sacred mountain. The branches are twisted and stretched out with countless vines, and it even binds the lonely sacred mountain with itself.

The shock just now was caused by the branches of the World Tree hitting the sacred mountain.

Like a fried pot, the gods talked a lot.

"What's the situation with this world tree? Is the mountain of God going to be destroyed?"

"Did the prophecy of Ragnarok come true?"

"Are we going to die?"

The gods gathered in front of the entrance of the holy mountain looked down the mountain with hesitant expressions.

They saw the connection between the World Tree and the sacred mountain, and there was a steady stream of divine power flowing, like a saw, ebb and flow, very spectacular.

Suddenly, Youshen pointed to the bottom of the World Tree, and said in surprise, "Look, what is that?"

Those are countless resentful spirits, either unwilling, angry, or desperate, who were continuously sucked into the roots and turned into nutrients, which gave birth to the growth of the world tree, and also made it drop green leaves leaf.

It is obviously a symbol of the world line, but it is like death, rolling in struggle and whine.

Grim Reaper's face was pale and gloomy, and his voice was sideways, saying: "This is a living soul, what a great skill!"

With living souls as nourishment, how many people will die in this world?

The God of Prophecy had a worried expression on his face, but he stood up at this moment.

Holding up the golden crown of the God King, he raised his voice and said: "Everyone, don't be afraid. It is His Majesty's decision to support the sacred mountain with the World Tree. We are noble gods. The beliefs and souls of the creatures in the lower world should be paid for us. The soul of all things is the nourishment of my holy mountain, which can keep my holy mountain forever!"

God of War didn't seem surprised that the other party would make such a choice, and even raised his eyebrows with interest, saying: "So he asked me to start a war for this reason."

He set off several battles in a row, and countless people were turned into flesh under the iron hooves, but there was no movement in the underworld. Where did this vast soul go?

Of course it became the nourishment of the mountain.

Some gods could not accept it, and said: "If we continue to kill human beings to ensure our survival... Is it really good to live like this?"

The God of Prophecy glanced at him, and said indifferently: "Recklessly talking about the king of gods is like betraying the mountain of God. Guards, take him to the Fallen God Platform."

Before the god who questioned him had time to refute, he was dragged away and let out a miserable scream.

The God of Prophecy looked at the gods present, but found that there seemed to be a few people missing.

Hugh Sapphire was absent, as expected.

He said, "Does anyone know where Jiangye Xie Erlun, the patron saint of assassins, went?"

Dionysus suddenly raised his eyes, his expression unpredictable.

Behind the half-glorious and half-dead crown of the world tree is the red glow in the sky.

Large and large, red and magnificent, like blood.

The god was ordered to return to the temple to wait.

Liming went to pull the strong arm of Dionysus, she was really terrified, and couldn't help clinging to the powerful man like a dodder.But the man who was usually calm and gentle, now looked stern.

He broke off the woman's soft and boneless hand, and said: "I have important things to do, excuse me."

He hurried towards the closed Dharma Temple.

If the assassin wasn't in his palace, he would definitely be with His Royal Highness Fashen. Because of the God of Prophecy's roll call, he had a vague premonition.

The Dharma Temple is dark and deserted.

He lit a candle and walked all the way to the end along the dark corridor. There was a warm fragrance in the hall, and he felt drunk.But Dionysus is fond of wine, so he is quite resistant to this, so he walked all the way into the inner room.

He saw that Jiang Ye was sleeping on the couch with a peaceful expression, as if he was having a beautiful dream.

He was startled, the shock just now, with Jiang Ye's sensitivity, would definitely wake him up.

But why didn't he respond?

So Dionysus took a step forward, trying to wake him up, but was blocked by the magic wall surrounding him, and was suddenly bounced a few feet away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

There was a look of surprise in the amber eyes of Dionysus.

"Sure enough, His Royal Highness Fashen did it. Even after leaving Shenshan, are you still protecting him?"

"But, His Highness Hugh Sapphire, where did he go?"

There was a noise from outside the palace, and Dionysus shuddered, and quickly hid in the compartment of the bookshelf, lowering his sense of existence.

It was the God of Prophecy who broke in again.

He came here with malice!

"To him, you don't seem to be that important." Prophecy held up the judgment scale, looked at the defenseless assassin, and said to himself. "Forget it, you know too many secrets of the God King. If you stand on the side of Xiu Saphiris, it will be against us. Now you should break your disobedient knife."

One blow spell went down, but it was unscathed.

The spell barrier glowed faintly, gently but firmly guarding the sleeping assassin.

His silver-gray hair fell on his shoulders, his face was so handsome and awe-inspiring, but his eyes were slightly closed, his shoulders and chest were relaxed, it was a defenseless posture.If it wasn't for the person closest to him, he wouldn't have let the vigilant assassin show such an expression.

The God of Prophecy was slightly stunned, and then tried to touch it with his fingertips, but was secretly surprised in his heart.

That mage, how much power did he use to set up this magic barrier?

For many years, everyone thought he was an absolute neutral.

They live in seclusion, but they foresaw this day thousands of years in advance, and set up a good plan for them.

How scheming, they didn't even realize it!

But no matter how wise a man is, he always has weaknesses.

The mage's weakness is too obvious.

What's the use of setting up the Dharma Temple as an iron wall?

The God of Prophecy knew that if he confronted the mage head-on in spells, he would have no good fruit to eat, so he raised the judgment scale again, with a stern look in his eyes, and said, "If that's the case, then I will exile you!"

This scale of judgment is the weapon of the god king.

He can judge the sins of all gods, including the execution of punishments.

Even if they can't kill him, if they drive him out of the mountain, it won't affect their plan anymore. When Xiu Saphiris is cleared up, and then go to capture Jiang Ye, the other party is just a wolf with its teeth pulled out. .

"The god king ordered to exile General Ye Xie Erlun to the endless sea."

The magic barrier couldn't stop the teleportation, and the assassin's figure disappeared in front of him in a blink of an eye.

To the end of the sky, to the endless sea of ​​ruins, this should be enough.

The moment before his long-cherished wish was about to be fulfilled, he couldn't help being complacent even though he was cautious, and forgot to count whether there were other people in the room.

The God of Prophecy let out a long sigh of relief, put down the judgment scale, and walked away.

Dionysus scratched his head, walked out of the compartment, and thought with a wry smile: something big is going to go wrong this time.

At the bottom of the world tree are souls that are constantly being attracted, one by one, embedded in the dead half of the world tree, and then burned, turning into dirty black air, filling the sacred mountain along the vines.

The cracks in the sacred mountain were filled, filled, and finally healed by this black air.

The gods regard human beings as cattle, sheep, pigs and dogs, and they should dedicate their lives to the continuation of the gods.

If the spell is successful, the world tree and the sacred mountain will be connected together, and the human world will be completely sucked dry.

Until the last human being in the world is destroyed.

The idea of ​​the king of gods is very straightforward. The gods don't want the dusk, so they let humans enter the dusk instead of the gods.

After this grand evening, the human world will enter eternal night.

At that time, only those who fight for survival will no longer have peace, ideals and hopes, but only endless fighting.

But on this formation, there are flaws.

On the luxuriant back of the World Tree, there is a reverse formation imprinted impressively.

What can be done, in this supreme plane, there is only Dharma God.

Hugh Sapphire stood on the crown of the world tree, the goddess of life and the tree merged into one, half of the face was a beautiful angel, half of which was hideous and terrifying like a devil, as if he had experienced endless battles.

With some compassion and intolerance in the eyes of the mage, he stretched out his hand to hold her chin, conveyed some mana, and comforted him: "Thank you for your hard work, life."

The Goddess of Life's expression was half pained, half relieved: "I am for my people, even if I die... I am mentally prepared, but you, Your Excellency Xiu, what are you doing for?"

"For human beings." The mage looked at the distant sky, where there was a vast dusk scene, sad and beautiful, as if it had come to an end.

As a god, he said such words for human beings.

It was too bizarre, and too disinterested.

He listened to the cries of the creatures at the root of the World Tree, with a compassionate look on his face, as if every sound hit his heart.And the coat of arms with thorns and flames engraved in his hand seemed to be burning.

And he was walking on thorns and fire.

Because what he did was to deprive the gods of their only hope of survival, which meant that he made a choice between gods and humans.

He is the last rebellious god in this world.

The goddess of life was stunned, she did not expect the other party to give such an answer.

She remembered that when Xiu asked her for an alliance, he only gave one sentence, "Let everything return to order".This made her toss and turn, thinking for a long time, but still could not get an answer.

But now, the mage's gilt eyes were filled with a touch of indifference, looking at the vast world, and asked: "Is the existence of God meaningful?"

The Goddess of Life said: "We have guarded this world..." She was in the middle of speaking, but she fell silent.

What the gods did was far from being a guardian.

Slaughtering human beings, taking pleasure in war and death, feasting all day long, extravagant pleasure, sometimes relying on their own strength, playing with human beings in applause, enjoying human pain and despair, and using it as gossip.

Kings, heroes, and even demigods.

All those who oppose will be killed.

God King is absolute.

So Xiu looked at her expression and smiled: "So, wouldn't it be better if there were no gods in this world?"

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Xiu questioned his soul.

He is really a very gentle and ruthless god.

All his tenderness was given to Jiang Ye, so he is compassionate and ruthless to all living beings.

After weighing it over, he found that gods actually had no effect, and even dragged down the development of mankind. Restraints and confinement were not the product of order, but the creators of chaos, so when making a choice, he stood on the side of mankind.

He believes that the human world without gods is normal and can develop forever.

But from the perspective of gods, it is also right to sacrifice human beings that they think are pigs and dogs to maintain their own survival.

Does God need to be sympathetic to human suffering?unnecessary.

So for the king of gods, cultivation is against the gods.

How did I get into an almost metaphysical discussion? ?Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angels who cast [Mine]: Wu Yan, Ji Ansheng., 1 west of the old base;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!