"Self?" Pope Shenguang frowned, as if trying to understand the word.

But he obviously can't understand what self is.

It's just that he can understand what the divine power Miejie is talking about.

"You mean, if I give him this power, he won't die?"

The Pope Shenguang held up a group of divine power, his eyes were a little surprised, and he turned his head and asked Miejie.

Miejie was slightly startled, but he didn't expect that Pope Shenguang really wanted to give his divine power over to Shenhua.

‘Is this guy crazy? ’

Immediately after that, Miejie frowned, feeling a bit tricky.

Now he is fusing the power of the beast god, and it has reached an extremely critical moment. If Pope Shenhua gains the power of the divine light, he may be able to make further progress while regaining his strength. At that time, I am afraid that he will cause some trouble to himself.

Thinking of this, Miejie decided to turn his goal to Pope Shenhua to stop this incident.

"Shenhua, do you still want to drag Shenguang?"

The voice of Extinction was somewhat indifferent.

He has all the memories of Pope Shenhua, and he naturally knows why Shenguang chose to sever himself, and said in a deep voice: "At the beginning, you insisted on the plan of artificial life, verbal guidance, and let Shenguang contribute your life for the righteousness of the gods. Over the years, how much has he paid for the religion? How much has he suffered as an experimental subject? Now he has finally recovered his memory and has self-consciousness. You actually want him to dedicate his power for you Huh?"

"Sure enough, a selfish existence like you is just a cover. In your heart, there will always be only yourself. As long as you can survive, even if you sacrifice all people, you will not hesitate?"

Miejie looked at the skeleton and laughed: "Don't forget, you and I were originally a person. I can understand your thoughts best, and I can know the dark thoughts deep in your heart!"

"If you want to sacrifice divine light, why do you have to be arrogant?"

The power of the beast god, like red blood, kept pouring into his body, and the tone of Dejie became more and more mocking, and he made up his mind to prevent Shenhua from accepting the gift of God's light.

As he said, the two of them originally came from the same source, and these words just pierced the pain in the heart of Pope Shenhua.

He has always felt extremely guilty about the death of Pope Shenguang, and every time he activates the punishment of God, he will have a thought, ‘Why didn’t he die for God’s light in the first place”.

The reason for this understanding is that when Miejie was born, he initiated the divine punishment and killed the last Shenhua Pope, and a similar thought came into his heart.

As long as Pope Shenhua’s weakness is pricked, and his guilt for the divine light is used, he will inevitably obliterate his will to survive and make him completely give up the idea of ​​life.

as predicted.

Hearing these words, the golden light in Pope Shenhua’s eyes became dimmed. After shaking for a few times, the skull lifted up and stared at Pope Shenguang in front of him. Shennian said: "He said That’s right, you’ve paid too much to the religion. Not only that, but I also owe you too much. You go, don’t pay attention to these... Moreover, your past, and the present you, didn’t No matter what."

Talk about it.

Pope Shenhua stretched out his flesh-and-blood arm and pressed the shoulder of Pope Shenguang.

"Do you want to die?" Pope Shenguang frowned, looked at Shenhua's hand holding his shoulder, and asked suspiciously.

However, he was not a threat, but puzzled.

Although he was ignorant and ignorant of many things, he knew the boundary between life and death. Once he crossed it, it was the eternal secret.

He still has a lot of questions to get answers, so naturally he doesn't want the existence in front of him that he feels very familiar to just die.

Therefore, he did not hesitate, the divine power in his hand suddenly shattered and turned into dozens of light streams, flowing along the brows of Pope Shenhua.

"you……"

Seeing this scene, Miejie was shocked.

He didn't expect that Shenguang, an idiot, would choose to hand over his power to the Shenhua Pope after he had said so much.

Pope Shenhua, who turned into a skeleton, also froze on the spot, feeling the sudden influx of supernatural power in his body, fusing with the divine power deep in the bones, and instantly like a long drought and nectar, flesh and blood grow rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. come out.

Soon, an intact physical body appeared in front of Pope Shenguang.

Without knowing how much divine power was paid as a price, the face of Pope Shenguang instantly turned pale, and his blank eyes became a little clearer, staring at the familiar face in front of him, and after a long while, he muttered: "You are... …Yu Fenghua."

boom!

Hearing this name, violent energy fluctuations emerged from the body of Dejie.

His eyes were full of hatred, looking at Pope Shenguang's back, he said every word: "Don't...you mention...that name!"

The voice fell off.

The phantom of the beast head behind opened its mouth wide, as if to swallow the sky and the earth, enveloping this space, swallowing it all in one bite!

Pope Shenguang, the figure of Pope Shenhua was immediately swallowed!

A violent energy storm set off on the spot, destroying and crashing the entire underground palace.

The three of them also kept falling and entered the deep center of the earth.

However, there was no relaxed look on Miejie's face.

Because he knew very well that with the crystalline light of the highest technology of the gods, he would not die so easily. Even if he consumes a lot of divine power and reshapes his body for Pope Shenhua, he becomes a little weaker, but he will never die.

Therefore, he stared at the energy storm that stretched for dozens of miles.

The mottled light reflected on his face.

It was in sharp contrast with his uncertain expression.

In fact, at this moment of Destruction, I also regretted my impulse.

Hearing the name Yu Fenghua, he lost control on the spot.

This name is exactly the real name of Pope Shenhua.

In other words, it is also his real name!

That is a past that the Pope Shenhua himself has already abandoned. Not to mention the dying world who hated the identity of the Shenhua Pope. When he heard the three words Yu Fenghua, he fell into a state of violent violence on the spot.

"I didn't expect that before I died, I could still hear this name."

Suddenly.

In the energy storm that stretched for dozens of miles, the voice of Pope Shenhua slowly sounded with a sense of helplessness.

An extremely holy giant hand that penetrates the sky and the earth suddenly flew out from the depths of the energy storm, as if propping up the world, forcibly holding the energy storm in the palm of the hand, and then the giant hand was closed, The energy storm turned into a fragmented turbulence.

At the very center of the giant hand, Pope Shenhua condensed a white robe composed of divine power, with long hair fluttering, and with a long sigh, he looked at the still confused divine light on his side and said: "Moreover, I owe you again. I don’t know if this kindness can be repaid in the next life."

"Afterlife?"

Pope Shenguang heard another word he couldn't understand, and looked at Pope Shenhua as if he wanted to wait for his explanation.

"..."

Pope Shenhua froze at first, then laughed: "Haha, it's nothing, I forgot."

As soon as he finished his words, he looked at the gloomy Jiejie in front of him, and sighed softly: "Although I have given up the name Yu Fenghua, but now it seems that some of the past, even if buried by your own hands, will eventually be due to you. This kind of encounter has reappeared in front of you."

"Since you have abandoned your identity and become the **** of destruction."

"Then I will regain my old name and do it again..."

"Yu Fenghua!"

boom!

He stepped on his footsteps, and the huge hand that penetrated the sky and the earth shattered suddenly.

In the hands of the giant, there was actually a dark long spear. On the spear body, there was a dragon relief entangled, and the tip of the spear twisted and flowed like fire, like a ghost of fire that could touch the soul.

"So that's it..."

Seeing this long spear, Miejie said indifferently and complicatedly: "No wonder you are very different from us... Originally... Yu Fenghua's trash, did he actually pass this spear to you?"

"Yup."

"Yu Fenghua" stretched out his hand, the spear flew obediently, and after weighing it in his hand for a few times, he smiled lightly: "You still remember its name."

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