How Am I Still Alive?

Chapter 1804 Divine Text

The small inn now seems to have become a temple.

In the scenery outside the window, there are vaguely a large number of royal guards stationed there, with three floors inside and three floors outside guarding the place tightly.

It's as if there is some great devil or super terrorist inside, who could destroy the world once leaked.

"I can't understand why you call me the God of Killing. In my home world, I am a well-known good person. I even have the reputation of 'Have a safe journey' and 'The King of Non-Killing'."

Lu Ping'an smiled, knowing in his heart but pretending to be confused. He was a little curious about how the other party saw it. If it was a different world, the cause and effect line should not be involved.

“It’s actually the truth”

"The Spirit of the Ancient Sword" was a little confused. From the beginning to the end, he was using extraordinary means to detect lies. There was something wrong with the other party's honesty.

Could it be that I really made a mistake here? Is the other party really a good person who doesn't like killing?

"However, he is clearly entangled with the death resentment of countless 'gods'"

The Ancient Sword Spirit thought for a while, and finally stopped his battle alert.

As a result, a huge floating spiritual sword took the form of a human again, an old lion man who looked kind-hearted.

In this way, the local royal family is also a lion, and it seems that they are truly a direct bloodline.

"I'm sorry. If possible, I hope to sign a non-attack covenant."

Hearing this, Lu Ping'an was a little surprised.

"Do you have a text and a contract?"

The extraordinary power channeled Lu Ping'an's surprise. He had traveled through too many cities and regions, seen various murals, paintings, portraits, and all kinds of overly abstract signboards, but there really were no I have seen so-called words and books.

"Only gods can use contracts."

Well, it seems that it is still monopolized.

But at this time, Lu Pingan did not raise any objections. As a high-level contractor, he was very interested in local contracts.

Then, he saw the "writing" and the "contract".

"Sure enough, it's the same as the runes on the tuning fork. I kind of understand it."

Unlike the expected long text, there are only a dozen characters on a very large drawing paper.

However, Lu Ping'an could understand the meaning. It was a binding contract that would fill half a book in translation.

This is probably the so-called "divine text".

Looking at the flashing characters, Lu Ping'an touched his chin and recorded them one by one with great interest. He was even more interested in why the characters in this world were so strange.

"There seem to be rules on it. No, they are the principles of the twisted world. If I sign a contract, I will still be bound by this world. Uh, does it (the text) link to this world? They are a certain A god in a certain sense.”

"No, maybe it's also because of the nature of this world. Energy cannot be dissipated directly, and sound waves are always on it. So, are these characters entangled with too many 'concepts', so they cannot be used by mortals?"

Lu Ping'an thought about it and finally couldn't make a judgment, but this did not affect him from writing down the talismans one by one.

[Forbidden knowledge has been slightly improved. 】

[Reading taboo professional skills have been slightly improved. 】

[Acquire professional passive, divine word proficiency (gold lower level). 】

I'm afraid that the nervous Ancient Sword Spirit in front of him never thought that the "contract" he took out would be a great treasure in the eyes of pure scholars above the rules level.

Lu Pingan looked at the new specialization on the panel in surprise. He even felt that he could open a scholar profession specifically for this, and the intensity was not low.

"Your Mightiness."

But the spirit of the ancient sword retreated again. The opponent's dazed look on the "no-fight agreement" made him a little uneasy.

Don't you plan to sign it?

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I was stunned. Your words are really interesting. Are you signing here?"

Lu Ping'an took the contract and signed it in two clicks.

And when he signed the words "Ping'an Road", the ancient sword spirit was surprised that a god actually had three characters, and he also breathed a sigh of relief.

After signing a divine contract, it is basically impossible to break the contract.

Both parties cannot take the initiative to attack and use negotiation to resolve conflicts and problems to a certain extent.

The contract was not harsh, but at least it saved his life. From the beginning to the end, the ancient sword spirit was thinking about saving his life.

He had never seen such a terrifying great god. His whole body was covered with countless great gods dying and wailing. A patron saint like himself could not even appear on the stage.

Lu Ping'an didn't know that he had scared people. He was more concerned about the divine writings themselves. He realized that this kind of thing was probably a "high-energy substance" in itself, which was indeed harmful to mortals. Let alone writing. , holding the activated divine text is a kind of continuous damage.

The divine words on those tuning forks should be deliberately rewritten (miswritten) weakened versions, allowing mortals to activate them to produce specified effects.

Lu Ping'an was a little surprised, but also a little moved. Perhaps, this extraordinary power engraved on the divine inscriptions is itself a huge wealth.

As for what the other party said, that only God could use the restrictions, Lu Pingping didn't take it seriously.

"It's actually only about the seventh level."

According to the information collected by Lu Pingan, the spirit of the ancient sword is not only the patron saint of the country, but also has countless stories and legends. Lu really regards him as a big boss.

And the other party is actually considered strong among the gods in this world. I'm afraid that the standard of the "god" is only level five or six or even lower.

"So, no wonder they all hide from me. If there is really a way to see my kill record, it is not stupid for the weak ones to take the initiative to escape."

In fact, in the eyes of those weak "gods", Lu Ping'an is like a black sun entangled with countless wronged souls of gods, and ghosts cry and gods howl wherever he goes.

Let alone avoiding it, it is inevitable to abandon everything when being found by this peerless evil god.

However, there is a little problem in this, and Lu Ping'an can still explain it.

"The wail of the gods is the last thought of a high-level existence after the fall, and it often entangles the body of the killer. There are thousands of residual souls of gods screaming on your body and around you at all times. It's too scary."

The spirit of the ancient sword still said it. After all, the monster in front of him was still too scary in the eyes of the gods.

Lu Pingan thought about it, not really, he did kill several quasi-gods and incarnations of gods, but not thousands of great gods as the other party said.

"Oh, I know, it's Wuyin."

However, if we count the dragons and snakes hunted by Wuyin giant beasts, and the new gods hunted by dragons and snakes, there are probably thousands of them.

And looking at the respectful guardian god of the country opposite, his modest request should be agreed to instantly. After all, the residual souls hunted by Wuyin are too many and too strong. In their eyes, he is the peerless fierce god.

"What is this, a man relying on a dog's power?"

Although it is a bit ridiculous, Lu Pingan will not show mercy as long as he has the opportunity to gain an advantage.

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