Xiang Nan sighed sadly, looked at the Holy King, and said, "After hearing the words of the God of Thunder, isn't your heart touched at all?"
The holy king sneered and said, "Survival of the fittest, he is weak, destined to be eliminated, this is the law of survival."
"The relationship between father and son is the law of human relationship."
"Xiang Nan, between survival and human affection, survival is always greater than human affection."
"You have to know, if you don't live first, how can you talk about human feelings?"
"In the final analysis, you and the God of Thunder both made the same mistake. He lost to favor, and so did you."
The holy king proudly walked around Xiang Nan, saying: "In terms of understanding, perseverance, and will, you don't belong to me."
"But if you lose, you lose. It's too humane. If you have been as determined as me from the beginning to the end, then I will lose today, not you."
"Come out, it doesn't make any sense to hide any longer."
"No matter how long you hide, you will never be my opponent. You will come out one day, why not make a break now."
Xiang Nan shook his head, his eyes had lost their former brilliance.
The holy king sneered and said, "If you don't come out, I will let you see the most tragic scene in this world."
Xiang Nan no longer spoke or moved.
The holy king narrowed his eyes slightly, he raised his right hand high and clenched his fist violently.
Luo Sheng, Lan Ling, and Xing Hui were all sucked in.
The holy king grabbed Xinghui's neck and said to Xiang Nan, "Come out."
Xiang Nan was indifferent.
The divine power of chaos in the holy king's hands shone, and the star blew up into dust all over the sky with a bang.
Lan Ling and Luo Sheng looked at each other, and said in unison: "A good man, he will never die in the hands of the enemy, Xiang Nan, we don't blame you!"
After all, the two of them killed themselves at the same time, and both of them blew themselves up one after another, and they exploded into dust with two bangs.
Xiang Nan was in tears, but he remained silent.
The holy king waved his right hand, and a large mirror appeared in front of Xiang Nan.
Inside this mirror is the scene of the real world.
At this time, the other three god kings also came back, and all three of them had reached the ninth level of spiritual void and became the top gods of chaos.
The Holy King pointed to the mirror and said, "What is displayed here is the world outside the Dimensional Tomb."
"Xiang Nan, I will kill everyone in this world! And, you have to witness it with your own eyes."
"go."
The three god kings immediately turned into three beams of light and left the Dimensional Tomb.
Immediately afterwards, the world in the mirror was divided into three pictures. The three god kings, leading countless fallen troops, launched a crazy attack towards the whole world.
One after another, the ethnic groups continue to die and exterminate the clan.
The three Chaos Gods were already powerful to an unprecedented level, and they easily found the Temple of Nature.
The people in the Temple of Nature panicked and fled in all directions.
And a god king coldly gave the order to slaughter.
The main god of space was slaughtered mercilessly, and the other fifteen main gods also died tragically.
The old woman of the red-eyed tribe was stepped on her neck and pierced her head.
Before Xu Caiyue was caught, she chose to blew herself up.
The whole world is shrouded in despair.
The holy king sat opposite Xiang Nan, just guarding Xiang Nan, saying: "It will take a few years to kill all the creatures in the whole world, you can take your time."
"And you, if you don't leave for a day, I will guard you for a day."
Xiang Nan wept silently, but his face was expressionless.
At this time, Long Qian'er, the main god of life in the picture, was brutally slaughtered by the god king.
Xiang Nan remained motionless.
The Holy King smiled slightly: "In my eyes, you are not a coward, but your performance at this time has disappointed me."
"Xiang Nan, can you tell me your reasoning?"
Xiang Nan finally sighed, and said: "How to prove that a person existed, I think it should be that they can be remembered by one person."
"Luo Sheng, Lan Ling, Xinghui, Xu Caiyue, Long Qian'er, etc."
"I know they will not be able to escape your murderous hands, but at least I am alive, and I know in my heart that they once existed, and I still remember their voices and smiles in my mind."
"If I die, they will lose all traces of their existence in the world."
"So that's the case." The Holy King nodded and said, "I can accept this statement."
"By the way, let me tell you something, the dream world you have lived in cannot escape disaster."
"In a few years, I will train a large number of God Race people in God's Realm to the eighth and ninth level of spirit void, so that each of them can be split into hundreds of thousands, millions of them."
"And next time, I will send 100 million envoys to the dream world, and they will not be able to escape."
Xiang Nandao: "You have got everything you want, you have the power of chaos, and you have reached the ninth level of spiritual void."
"Did you get your wish?"
The Holy King smiled and said: "I have fulfilled my wish. This world has been completely under my feet. I don't have to look at the face of any Supreme God anymore."
"I am now the master of this world. If I can kill you again, I will be satisfied."
Xiang Nan shook his head and said, "Then you are destined to be unsatisfied."
After finishing speaking, Xiang Nan closed his eyes.
No matter how the holy king spoke and killed people to provoke him, Xiang Nan no longer had any reaction.
One year passed, two years passed...
In the fifth year, 100 million envoys entered the river of time, the dream world.
Xiang Nan closed his eyes.
There are green mountains and beautiful waters, and a small stream flows around the forest.
Xiang Nan rode on the little donkey with ease, tick-tocking on the grass.
The beautiful blue sky and white clouds, and innocent smiles on people's faces.
Xiang Nan was dressed like an ordinary person. He carried a jug of wine as he walked, drank and sang as he walked.
This is a world he made up for himself in his dream.
The battle has already been lost, he is forever trapped in the red light, he can only use this self-deception way to live the life he wants.
On the street, among the endless crowd, there was a man smiling with his hands behind his back.
Xiang Nan walked up to him with a flagon in his hand. After seeing the man's face clearly, Xiang Nan's body froze slightly, and then he laughed again.
That man is the creator of the dream world.
"Xiang Nan, I'm here to say goodbye to you."
Xiang Nan lowered his head to drink, and said in a hoarse voice: "Dream world, has it finally fallen?"
The man nodded: "I can't hold it anymore, and I'm tired. I'll see you one last time before I die."
Xiang Nan's lips moved, but no sound came out. The word "sorry" was like the sound of insects and mosquitoes.
The man patted Xiang Nan on the shoulder and said, "I don't blame you, no one in this whole world has the right to blame you."
"You have done everything you can. You have done too much for the world. You are a good person. Although we are the ones who fail in the end, we have worked hard."
Xiang Nan didn't speak, he carried the flagon and passed the man.
The man turned his head and said, "I came to see you, I hope you don't blame yourself." Xiang Nan raised his hand and waved, and walked away.