Chapter 627: Blaspheming All Gods My
boss once said something very reasonable to me: as much as you gain, you will lose as much.
There is never any power without reason in the world.
After the Age of Ending Dharma came, I thought I was lucky. Queen Secret Heart fed me the spirit of Chakravartin, Zhang Sanfen carefully taught me the rune skills, and Wei Wuguo gave me the purple flame of heavenly fire and the rune sword.
All these have led to my rapid growth in strength, from an outsider to an A-level player in just six months.
This A-level is the most common one. Anyone who comes to the top of A-level can torture me to death.
I never thought that I could fight against false gods, fight against S-level gods, or even possibly surpass S-level gods.
But I did it.
Although even I don’t know what’s going on, and I don’t know what the relationship between Pangu and me is.
But I knew that it was me who was wielding the rune sword and slashing at God.
Even according to the most basic law of conservation of energy, I couldn't figure out why I continued to fight at a high intensity for half a year without eating, drinking, sleeping or resting.
Until the end of the God War, my body and soul had been greatly improved because of that battle.
This unscientific.
It wasn't until this sudden severe pain that I realized there must be something wrong with my body.
But I have no idea what the problem is.
I gritted my teeth and tried hard to bear the severe pain from the depths of my soul.
Although the surroundings were covered with ice and snow and the temperature reached minus 20 or 30 degrees, there were still big beads of sweat on the top of my head.
The team leaders around me were keenly aware of my current problem, but they didn't know what was going on, and they were all helpless.
Want to help me but don't know what the problem is.
I wanted to sit back and watch, but I was worried that I wouldn't make it through.
After all, he was a C-level hero who traveled all over the world, but he turned into helpless children in front of me.
Fortunately, the pain in his soul didn't last long. It only lasted for more than half a minute, and the pain receded like the tide.
It was only then that I finally regained my composure.
The sweat on his forehead fell down his cheeks, and then quickly solidified into ice crystals due to the cold.
Then I heard a gasp from around me: "Sir! You..."
"Your hair!"
Because I haven't had a haircut in more than half a year, my hair has reached my shoulders.
Hearing everyone's exclamations, I glanced feebly and was stunned.
In just over half a minute, my hair had turned into black and white mottled hair.
I touched it with my hand, and a lot of gray hair fell down.
I was silent for a moment, and finally understood the source of my strength.
life.
I spent my life in exchange for a powerful power that could almost rival God.
Even so, this huge force only lasted for half a year.
Because I have long understood that as much as you gain, you will lose as much as you gain, so I did not panic, but smiled to myself.
Forget it, after avenging the boss, there is not much meaning in living.
Taking advantage of the fact that "Pangu" is still powerful, it is the last word to kill more angels in the temple.
Although I thought so, I still calmly picked up an ice crystal on the ground. With the reflection of the ice, I saw a middle-aged man with gray hair, his face full of calmness and self-deprecation.
I am twenty-three years old.
But in the reflection, I look like I am forty or fifty years old.
A life span of more than twenty years has been completely consumed in this half year.
And as time goes by, the symptoms of this life-spewing rush will increase.
It is estimated that before long, my body's potential will be exhausted, and my soul and body will completely die.
Yes, the pain in the soul is because the soul is only twenty-three years old, but the body is forty or fifty years old.
The mismatch between the soul and the body will cause this kind of unbearable pain.
It is conceivable that as the gap between the age of the soul and the age of the body continues to increase, the frequency of such severe pain will become higher and higher.
Everyone around me looked at me carefully. They all noticed that something was wrong with my body, but no one dared to speak.
Everyone is already the sworn enemy of the temple, and they can only survive by relying on me.
I stood up slowly and cut off my long hair with a half-cut knife. I saw the gray hair flying everywhere with the cold wind, and I didn't know where it was blown.
Then I said coldly: "Let's rest for half an hour and continue on our way!"
Everyone's spirits were slightly lifted.
One of them said: "Boss, there is a snowmobile out of gas."
"Brothers don't want to throw it away..."
I frowned and said, "If you don't throw it away, do you have to carry it around?"
"Let me tell you, as long as we can return to Middle-earth , I can get whatever resources you want!"
"The most important thing for everyone now is to survive, the rest is not a consideration!"
The man nodded quickly, and then left quickly.
Boss Ji said uneasily: "Boss, a small number of people want to leave."
"Look, what should we do about this?"
There are so many people, there must be something like this. Everyone has their own ideas, and it is impossible for managers to cover everything.
I waved my hand and said, "If you are willing to leave, just leave! Supplies will be distributed as normal."
"But if anyone confuses people and confuses people with evil words, he will be killed directly!"
Boss Ji breathed a sigh of relief and said, "No one is demagogueing people."
" Everyone is the enemy of the temple, but many people think that it will be more dangerous to follow the large army."
Ivan was furious: "If the boss hadn't killed the magician and stopped six four-winged angels, they Even Irkutsk can't escape!"
"What? Now you think we are a burden?" I waved my hand and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, we are all here to survive. Who wants to leave me? No objection."
"But if you leave, you are leaving. It is absolutely impossible to join our team again!"
"We do not welcome deserters."
Everyone looked solemn and nodded.
I looked around and said seriously: "I'll tell you again! Since you have chosen to follow me, I will naturally arrange a way out for everyone!" "
If anyone wants to leave, no problem, just bring it up and leave in an upright manner."
"But if you betray your companions and hurt everyone, I never swear that I will kill you even if I chase you to the ends of the earth!"
"We don't need betrayers!"
The team captains around them nodded one after another with solemn expressions.
Anyone who wants to leave can leave at any time.
To be able to do this, the boss is basically doing his best.
I continued: "From now on, you are not unorganized idlers!"
"As the temple wishes, you are called blasphemers!"
"blasphemy against all gods!"
There is no god in Middle Earth.
If there is one, the real God only exists in our faith.
After the Age of Ending Dharma, the so-called gods are actually just a group of extremely powerful creatures whose souls have been sublimated.
God, the old gods, overseas immortals, Emperor Fengdu, etc. are all like this.
Gods can also be killed.
God is not omnipotent either.
Gods can also be evil.
And what we have to do is to blaspheme and kill the gods.
There is no God in the world, and there can be no God.
Everyone's eyes gradually brightened.
To be honest, everyone was really disgusted by the people in the temple and hated God from the bottom of their hearts.
But everyone is powerless and can only endure it silently.
it's good now.
A boss who could compete with the gods took him in and gave him the title of blasphemer.
From now on, we are no longer the unlucky guys struggling at the bottom of society, but a powerful organization that can compete with the gods!
Blasphemer!
Blasphemous people.
The faces of the blasphemers were ecstatic, and their previous decadence was gone, and their spirits were much better.
But I smiled bitterly in my heart.
I didn’t know how long I would live or if I would kill God.
Perhaps after my death, the ranks of the blasphemers will disperse.
Or, before I die, they will be dragged down by me and die in the hands of angels or Templars.
Even I'm not sure what the outcome will be.
...
Half an hour later, I got the news from Boss Ji.
Of the more than four thousand blasphemers, no more than a hundred chose to leave on their own.
The remaining 3,999 people all firmly chose to go with me.
There is no doubt that this result is beyond my expectation.
I didn't expect that my prestige was so high. After I made everything clear, there were still so many people who continued to choose to follow me.
But I'm not proud of it.
Because what awaits me will be greater responsibilities.
Time was running out, and after a short rest, the team embarked on the journey again.
This time, three snowmobiles had to be abandoned here because they ran out of fuel.
Also discarded are some supplies that cannot be taken away in the car.
Although they are on the run, since the blasphemers have an organization, they also have a destination.
Along the way, everyone eliminated the barriers between each other and unified the language they use.
Before, some of us spoke Russian, some spoke English, and some spoke Chinese.
Now that you are following me, naturally everything has been changed to Chinese.
I won’t say it doesn’t matter. As long as we have been together for a long time, we will naturally learn it.
I was still lying on the back of a snowmobile, thinking about how to lead this group into Middle-earth.
Suddenly I felt a shock, but the snowmobile stopped.
I felt a slight movement in my heart and stopped without an order. I guessed that there was a problem ahead.
As soon as this idea came up, I heard someone walking over quickly: "Boss, it seems like there is a ghost ahead. Would you like to come over and take a look?"
I suddenly became happy.
After the advent of the Age of Ending Dharma, ghosts have changed from rare animals to common commodities.
Almost every town and every village has ghosts.
Even ordinary people can "see" supernatural phenomena with their naked eyes.
So it is really common to say that you have seen a ghost.
But I saw Boss Ji’s face was full of shock, and he was muttering in his heart.
After all, Boss Ji is also a yin and yang businessman, and he was a well-informed figure even before the end of the Dharma Age.
What ghost could scare him into being like this?
When I thought of this, my interest suddenly increased, and I quickly said: "I'll go take a look!"
(End of Chapter)