Chapter 882 The Gods Themselves (Part 2)

The atmosphere was so weird instantly.

That look in his eyes was like seeing a heinous serial killer who came home and went to cook dinner for the kittens.

He also held the kitten and meowed nyanya with it.

Even though they are remnants of the past, the only remaining reflections of the gods, now, those blurry outlines still show uncontrollable shock and confusion.

It was like hell.

But Tong Ji didn't care about those looks, she just opened the can of happy water, poured it in, and put in a straw.

After taking a few sips happily, he asked.

"Then, let's get back to the topic -"

She said, "You have been dead for so many years, do you still want to be a stumbling block for me?"

Speaking of this, she showed a kind smile: "Although as a beautiful and kind-hearted eldest sister, I love peace the most, I really don't want to do anything to the ashes of an acquaintance.

But if you insist on not giving me face, I have no other choice but to flatter you. "

The cheerful atmosphere disappeared and was replaced by tense hostility.

The murderous intentions of the gods were intertwined with each other, making the sweet wine bitter.

There were no bubbles in the happy water, and it turned into a cloying syrup.

From the top of the banquet, a deep voice sounded.

"You now? Forget it."

Zeus poured out the wine and said, "What else can be gained from the struggle between phantoms and phantoms besides destruction? We have no intention of stopping you."

"But you stopped it, didn't you? The rules of [Duel before the Gods] were changed by you."

Tong Ji reminded her expressionlessly: "You have chosen to stand on the opposite side of me...just like before.

Even after so many years, you dead fucks are still able to have this big dream here because of my gift, but in the end you choose to retaliate and cause trouble for others? Are you human? "

"This is not the first time that Olympus has taken revenge. Isn't this rare? Besides, we are gods. Is it a bit too harsh to ask us with humanity?

If my memory is correct - the relationship between us was never friendly. No, it should be said that we had a deep hatred. "

Zeus made no secret of his actions and just told her calmly: "Since this is in front of the gods, then the duel in front of the gods must be fair.

We just fulfilled our responsibilities, but you stood on the side of your favored one, didn't you? "

Tong Ji's expression suddenly became serious and she raised a finger.

"To correct you, it's a 'contractor', not a 'favored one'."

"What's the difference?" Zeus wondered.

"Of course, please don't think that everyone else thinks the same as you, okay?

You Olympus promiscuous maniacs change wives just like otakus change paper men. You want to have sex with a cute little cow when you see it, and you want to have sex with any good-looking little boy. Please take care of me... We in Dongxia are very serious and serious people. "

At this point, a sneer appeared on her lips: "Besides, don't think I haven't noticed that you guys from Olympus are all rubbish entertainers. After all, you just want to watch 'Troy' again, right?" ! Even if you are dead, why do you still like to cause trouble so much?"

Zeus shrugged indifferently, not feeling guilty at all for being accused of being petty. Instead, he asked confidently: "Don't you want to?"

He paused, and his smile became weirder: "Or, as a goddess, don't you care who gets the golden apple?"

"Are you interested in the already destined boring outcome?"

Tong Ji raised her fingers, pulled a strand of brocade-like black hair behind her shoulders, and asked calmly: "Isn't it natural that things like golden apples should belong to a good woman like me?"

After saying that, she paused and looked around: "There shouldn't be any little brat who likes to mess around with me, right? No? No? No?"

Sister Crow is under so much pressure, can she let her get it first? "

"..."

As soon as he said this, half of the figures in those blurry outlines cast their eyes full of hostility and hatred towards this place, and they couldn't restrain themselves.

Those distant voices were full of anger, but they could not reach here through the long time.

Dreams that are too thin can no longer hold more.

Moreover, there is not much of their remaining divinity, and they cannot even show their original appearance. Only their former instincts remain, which are no different from the clay sculptures in the temple.

Only Zeus, the King of Gods, as the symbol of Olympus, can temporarily escape the state of annihilation and come here with a clear attitude.

One can imagine how complicated his mood was when he saw his former rival alive and kicking and dancing on his grave.

As for Tong Ji, as a bad guest, after drinking the wine from a small cup, she had already picked up the fruit plate on the table and started eating.

He also clicked his lips happily.

I also sighed, this is the taste, authentic!

"Ah, by the way, a family must be neat and tidy."

She threw the grapes into her mouth and looked at the only empty seat at the banquet. "Why are so many people here, but Apollo, the rightful owner, is not here?"

"Isn't he already dead?"

Zeus drank wine and said calmly: "Killed by your own hands."

"Hey, it's all in the past. When we were young, everyone was ignorant and it was normal to make mistakes. I was still a child at that time.

You see I have let go, why can’t you let go? "

He was so unscrupulous in provoking the gods of the past, not worrying at all that they would recklessly attack him in anger.

Tong Ji tilted her head, spit out the grape seeds in her mouth, and said casually:

"Speaking of which, you should thank me instead..."

The corners of her mouth curled up, no longer hiding her ridicule: "I am the 'great benefactor' who saved him from the same fate as you."

The cold winter wind, the cold moonlight as sharp as an arrow, the roar of the god of war and the hostility of the judge...

At that moment, under this humiliation, the projection of the Olympus gods emerged in blazing scarlet.

A ray of angry thunder appeared in Zeus's eyes.

"Do you want to start a war?"

The former God King asked coldly: "You came to Helios without our permission. Now, we entertained you and invited you to the banquet, but all you brought was ridicule and humiliation.

The remaining skeletons of us are not too rotten to be driven, so if you want to start a war, you can just say so. "

"No, isn't this what you are doing to yourself?"

Tong Ji held her cup coldly, "You have destroyed everything you have created with your own hands, and you have fallen to this level because of your greed.

Am I not allowed to complain, as a person who is tidy up?

Why do you think you can still keep your own temple and why you can still be here? Zeus, if Helios were not of some use, do you think I would waste my time talking to you? "

Tong Ji raised her eyes and calmly told all the gods here: "You are responsible for your own fate. This result has been doomed since you wanted to abandon this world in order to get rid of your destiny. "

"The White Crown King has seen the risks of this scheme. He warned you, but no one listened. He could only fly away and break off the relationship with you. In the end, you were involved in it, and he was not guaranteed."

She said, "This is what is called - 'self-employment and self-reliance'!"

Not just the Olympus gods here, from Rome to Egypt, from America to Eastern Xia, in her opinion, all the gods who have fallen, without exception, all deserved their own fault.

This is the consequence of hoping in hell.

——Is it wrong to seek the future in the abyss?

This is what Tong Ji never told Huai Shi - the second half of the so-called "social history" about the gods, the cause of the gods' fall hundreds of years ago.

The divinity born from the Pillar of Divine Essence betrayed the destiny, and the god sublimated from the present state betrayed his duty.

Not reconciled to a mere thousand years of life, not willing to be restrained by destiny.

This never-ending greed in human nature has become the source of countless explorations...

Through blood, through favor, through gifts, through orders and punishments, I want to break free from the shackles.

Therefore, there are many demigods who spread the power of miracles to the hands of mortals. It is also because of this that the existence of genealogy is formed, competing with each other, fighting and changing each other.

Rome, Eastern Xia, Egypt, Tianzhu, America...

The war spread and swept through every inch of the current land. The floods and disasters caused brought the entire world to the brink of destruction several times. Even if rational people kept trying to save it, it was still in vain.

All the efforts put in are just a drop in the bucket.

Until half of the gods fell as a result, the remaining survivors learned from the pain and tried to find a second way outside of the dispute.

Since war cannot achieve its purpose.

Then the only way left is 'union'.

The first to make changes was the Pantheon. The three Fathers of Thunder from Rome, Greece and Northern Europe were the first to conclude an alliance - since the existence of the pantheon is to share the destiny, why not simply unite more?

In order to obtain more correction values, why not simply be more neat and enrich the destiny with the same existence?

Whether it is thunder, the sun, or the moon, wine, art, punishment, guarding, war, love, fertility, curses, hunting, planting...

All rolled into one.

It's just like ordinary people raising funds to invest in shares, several 'enterprises' unite together to form a real monopoly group!

Long before the term 'syndicate' was coined in economics, its entity had already emerged from the hands of the gods. All authority was gathered together as the means of production, divine favor and divine power were given as property to non-existent ‘legal persons’, thereby creating ‘idols’ that never existed in the world.

A so-called omniscient and omnipotent ‘public account’, and its owners ‘angels’.

The lineage of the Holy Spirit was born because of this!

It was an unprecedented gamble, and then, it achieved unprecedented success!

More and more gods are joining in, giving up war and choosing a win-win situation. There are even people who are imitating the same example and starting a new one...

After the first person ate the crab, all kinds of new ideas emerged one after another.

The gods hidden behind the scenes are like the shareholders on the board of directors, receiving a steady stream of modified value dividends and gaining vital freedom.

It was a golden age that was as beautiful as heaven.

The entire world is developing at a rapid pace, and the entire reality is growing at a high speed, just like Eden that does not exist. Milk and honey flow in the rivers, figs are on the trees, and the water is as sweet as wine.

Even if someone sees the hidden danger, no one cares.

Even if the actual executor, the selected CEO, the deputy king of heaven issued a warning to the shareholders' meeting, the gods who were obsessed with profits still did not care.

Even though this intoxicating beauty is rooted in hell, even though the era of flowers in front of you is overdrawing the current life.

The law of conservation of miracles was thrown out the window.

No one cares about the miserable hell that such a huge miracle will create in the abyss. And what a huge reflection the empty shell of omniscience and omnipotence will form, and what kind of evil roots it will sow.

Just like before the subprime mortgage crisis, every investor ignored those rumors.

Risks are controllable.

Everyone says so.

But no one cares about unknown risks.

Until one day, disaster struck without warning.

After a long gestation, evil consequences finally sprouted from hell - overnight, an unprecedented storm spread rapidly, affecting everyone involved, and even innocent people who did not participate were not spared.

Only a few lucky ones were able to survive due to sleep, suspended animation, blessing, or last-minute substitution and rescue.

The end recorded in Revelation comes.

The end called ‘Apocalypse’.

Solidification, fall, dusk, the five declines of heaven and man, whatever they are called is actually called "death".

Under the terrifying gravity from the abyss, decay and collapse spread rapidly.

Returning destiny to the present state, leaving authority to the world, and throwing miracles into the human world. After losing everything, the dead gods fell from the kingdom of heaven, passed through the present state, and fell into the abyss.

A spectacular and desperate situation called the Fountain of Light is formed.

In the deepest part of hell, the last remaining divinity undergoes final distortion and solidification, and conforms to the gravity of the abyss, converging into one body.

Thus, the reflection corresponding to the omniscient and omnipotent existence, the only true god and supreme master remaining in this world, was finally born from the deepest hell.

With the loud noise of this reality's collapse as the first cry, the element of destruction known as the 'Rancher' opened his eyes.

Looking at the world that belongs to him.

For the first time in my life, I felt the so-called ‘hunger’!

To this day, the thing in the world that is most qualified to call itself a god is still continuing to look ugly and devouring people.

The disasters and poisons caused are all proof of this sin.

"Don't you ever regret it?"

Tong Ji looked at the gloomy faces and asked curiously, "Have you never been ashamed of this?"

In the silence, Zeus suddenly laughed softly, so mockingly.

The old God King raised his head and drank the cursed wine in the cup, and asked nonchalantly: "Is there any difference between you and us?

Or should I remind you, ‘Tai Yi’?

Even if you could know in advance that your success would only last for a moment and everything you do would lead to betrayal and separation, would you stop what you do?

If 'union' is a sin we have committed, then weren't you the one who caused the war before the alliance! "

"Who says it isn't?"

Tong Ji responded calmly, lowered her head, looked at the pink porcelain cup in her hand, and laughed at herself, "Maybe, this is the price I paid."

In the silence, no one spoke.

In the face of ignorance, the gods themselves remain silent.

From the first appearance of the rancher and the fall of the gods to now, I finally wrote this chapter...so cool~

In fact, this setting was the original creative source of Apocalypse Forecast.