In the entire divine sect hall, in an instant, only the sound of heavy breathing was echoing.
After experiencing a brief shock, they finally realized what Pope Shenhua was talking about.
It turns out that Pope Shenhua insists on destroying the world, not because he maintains a deep hatred for this world, nor because he wants to dominate the world and turn the Zhenwu Domain into the back garden of the divine religion.
On the contrary, he just chose the latter between ordinary people and human warriors.
If what he said is true...
Everyone couldn't help but feel a trace of resentment, even anger.
Why must warriors be harvested when the world's consciousness awakens? Why must warriors die for those ordinary humans
"You are not willing to give in, are you?" Pope Shenhua listened to the rapid and suppressed breathing, and a hint of indifference curved at the corner of his mouth, "We warriors have obtained the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and have gone through countless dangers and hardships to reach where we are today. We have already Having embarked on the road of evolution, you are a superior and more advanced life!"
"But in the end we have to die for those ignorant humans and use our lives to fulfill their future."
"Just because... those ordinary humans are the majority of lives. Although there are many warriors, they are still a minority, and they are the part that can be sacrificed!"
"Tell me, are you willing to accept such a ridiculous reason?"
Pope Shenhua’s voice became deeper and deeper, echoing throughout the hall.
After a short silence, a divine envoy raised his head, his tone was not angry, only calm: "I am not willing to accept this result."
Upon hearing these words, Pope Shenhua's eyes fell on him, showing an expression of approval, and motioned for him to continue speaking.
The divine envoy stood up straight, looked around, and said word by word: "I don't want to accept it. Why do we warriors have to die? The Pope is right, warriors are on the road of evolution, and we are obviously more Why should a higher being have to die for a group of ignorant mortals?"
The breathing around him became heavier and heavier.
The eyes of some believers have turned extremely scarlet.
They all began to think about this problem.
Does the minority have to sacrifice for the majority
They are obviously more powerful beings. Any warrior in the Qi Aperture Realm can deal with dozens or even hundreds of mortals. Among the people present, the weakest are in the Immortal Realm, and there are more than a dozen Grandmasters!
A warrior in the Immortal Realm can burst out his true energy and slaughter a city of mortals at will, killing hundreds of thousands of ordinary people. And a strong master can destroy countless mortal kingdoms. To those mortals, a master-level warrior is a god in his own right!
But now, gods want to die for mortals. Isn't this the most ridiculous and ridiculous thing in the world
"Angry? Unwilling?"
The divine envoy continued: "Since we don't want to die, we naturally want those mortals to die!"
"Natural selection, the weak eat the strong, this is the core law of all living things and all civilizations! No matter how large the number of those weak mortals are, they are not worthy to be compared with our lives!"
At this point, his voice stopped abruptly, he faced Pope Shenhua, slowly knelt down, and said in a deep voice: "Please, the Pope, please save us!"
His words seemed to wake everyone up.
The Grand Master closest to him suddenly reacted and knelt down towards Pope Shenhua, "Please, Lord Pope, save us!"
One, two, three...
More and more awakened divine envoys and believers knelt down to Pope Shenhua without hesitation, chanting the same words.
Until there was no one standing in the entire hall except Pope Shenhua. Pope Shenhua squinted his eyes, looked at the battle on the water mirror, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, we will be the supreme beings in the new era. As long as we kill Those damn mortals..."
'World consciousness will be in my possession. '
Pope Shenhua just murmured these last words in his heart. The expression on his face was still warm, but because of the different angles, half of his face was hidden in the shadows.
…
boom!
Deep in the void, there was another earth-shattering explosion. When a large number of flames were extinguished, Lu Li's body once again turned from energy to entity.
'No, the Unfinished Sword cannot be controlled like this...'
Looking at the constantly buzzing Canglang Sword, this thought flashed through Lu Li's mind, and he knew that his failure just now was probably due to his wrong thinking.
Although the Unfinished Sword lacks the drive of high-level energy, simply using high-level energy to control it cannot be condensed into effective sword moves, and its lethality is only slightly stronger than pure energy attacks.
After failing at least ten times, Canglang Sword also expressed dissatisfaction, and the sword spirit in it seemed to be conveying contempt.
"Don't worry, this is the most powerful sword move of the Sword Master after all. If I can break it casually, then that's a trick."
While Lu Li was speechless, he quickly comforted this unique artifact. The buzzing of the Canglang Sword calmed down, and then he conveyed a memory to Lu Li.
"Um?"
Lu Li looked at it in surprise and was about to take a closer look at what was recorded in this memory, but Luo Chunqiu was already chasing him. Lu Li had no choice but to give up the idea temporarily and turned around to continue running away.
However, he was not completely passive in being beaten. In the process of escaping, he continued to display various exquisite sword moves, including hundreds of eight thousand swords. With every breath, there were locust-like sword shadows flying around, shuttling through the immortal world. Within the divine fire, they have the intention of consuming each other.
Fortunately, the constant nature of the power of destiny gives him the confidence to fight a war of attrition. On the other hand, Luo Chunqiu's side, although he becomes more brave as he fights, and the God's Clothing itself is a constant high-level existence, Luo Chunqiu himself is only a top master. He will get tired and impatient, and even as the God's Clothing erodes him As it gets deeper and deeper, he will become afraid and withdraw.
"My tolerance for you has almost reached its limit, Lu Li."
Controlling the divine fire, he formed a giant hand that reached the sky and smashed Lu Li's another hundred and eight thousand swords. Luo Chunqiu looked at the sword marks carved on his chest, his voice full of anger.
The God's Clothing gives him the resistance to be eroded by the power of fate, but the resistance itself is not invincible. The more times he is attacked by the power of fate, the slower the recovery speed of the God's Clothing will be. The damage caused by this high-level energy is not infinite in recovery. Luo Chunqiu could clearly feel that the gods were becoming more and more dissatisfied with him, and even increased the speed of extracting energy from his own flesh and blood.
Only with the remains of the ancient gods, the power of the Poseidon General, and his 90% transformed body of the gods, could he create a complete god costume. It is like an insatiable monster, eager to fight, but also hungry for killing and blood.
If it cannot be pleased with the blood of its enemies, it will naturally turn around and absorb the energy of its own flesh and blood.
'It can't go on like this any longer. '
With a bit of anger, Luo Chunqiu's scarlet eyes locked on Lu Li flying in front of him. The flesh wings on his back gradually turned into broken flesh and blood, and returned to the control of the God's Clothing. Then, he opened his five fingers, and the flesh and blood flowed into his palm, condensing into a strangely shaped giant bow.
Holding the giant bow in his left hand, Luo Chunqiu bent his right hand, and black blood flowed from his fingertips, flowing towards the giant bow and turning into arrows that exuded an ominous and dead atmosphere.
'What it is? '
The moment the bow and arrow formed, Lu Li felt like a light on his back. He immediately looked back, feeling shocked and confused.
Although Luo Chunqiu did not draw the bow and arrow, but just locked it on himself, Lu Li felt death approaching and had the illusion that there was nowhere to escape.
He was very sure that this should be one of Luo Chunqiu's trump cards.
"Lu Li, you are lucky enough to die under my Heavenly Gate Sacred Artifact."
Luo Chunqiu said coldly, grabbed the arrow tail, and slowly pulled out the bowstring.
This movement was very slow, but as the bowstring was pulled, the void near the giant bow suddenly showed broken water-like ripples, as if it could not bear its existence.
'They even used the means of pressing the bottom of the box. It seems that they are really eager to determine the winner? '
Lu Li licked the corners of his lips, not in a hurry, but started to look through the memory passed down to him by the Canglang Sword.