Little Ghost: “…”
Such familiar words, as if the psychological shadow has been brought up.
Other players: “???”
For a moment, they even overcame their instinctive fear and glared at the man next to Yuan Yuxue.
-Who are you!
What a big tone!
Jie Zhouyan didn't care about the gazes, and even raised his head slightly with a bit of complacency. But he wasn't childish, and these players weren't his main focus.
After a brief glance, those black eyes, as deep as the abyss, landed on a certain spot quite accurately: "Come out."
The voice was like ice, making people feel a little cold.
Yuan Yuxue also looked somewhere.
It’s not that I’m following Jie Zhouyan, it’s just an intuitive instinct.
An invisible condensation of matter - inaccessible to the human eye, but it certainly exists somewhere.
The players' hair stood on end as they suddenly felt a sickening sense of oppression. Their hearts beat wildly, their throats tightened, and they felt slightly nauseous.
Even the ghosts that were surrounding him, who were originally very quiet, began to stir uncomfortably. Something seemed to be flowing out of their scarlet eyes.
The invisible existence that made them extremely uncomfortable appeared.
"The trial is over."
Jie Zhouyan restrained all his emotions at this moment. He looked neither sad nor happy, and his expression was as indifferent as a god.
Perhaps the only place that makes the gods bow their heads and is connected to the human breath is the hand held by Yuan Yuxue under the wide cuffs.
Jie Zhouyan was a little strange now, as if he had become a "concept" in another position from a certain moment. But fortunately, he had Yuan Yuxue as his anchor, so even if he drifted far away, he could still return along the red line.
So no matter how he changes, he still has that name.
He is still Jie Zhouyan.
Such changes are of course also detected by the rules.
When its sound floats into the ears, it seems to automatically convert into a language that can be read by humans.
[You have stayed among humans for too long.] It seemed to sigh, [contaminated by the vile qualities of humans and lost its divinity.]
Jie Zhouyan said, "We are not gods."
[No.] It countered pretty quickly, [We are.]
[As a consciousness that was born with chaos, we are in charge of countless planes of the world, sorting out their chaotic energy, and carefully maintaining the continued survival of each world. You are the representative of power and the copy body, and I am the representative of rules and order. What is the difference between this and the God of Creation?]
[We are greater than the Creator God.] it concluded.
Jie Zhouyan was silent for a moment, then said with emotion: "Shameless."
Yuan Yuxue also paused for a rare moment and responded subtly, "Yeah."
[… ]
It seemed to be easily angered. After all, for too long, it had been in a high position, in control of everything, and weaving rules at will. No one would refute or contradict it. Other beings were not qualified, and Jie Zhouyan didn't care about worldly affairs. Therefore, after being refuted, it was very irritable, and almost angrily said, "Don't forget, you only represent power and the body, and have no right to interfere with my rules and responsibilities! My authority changes, you can't interfere-"
"Stop." Jie Zhouyan interrupted it expressionlessly, "I didn't interfere. Yuan Yuxue relied on herself, don't confuse this."