Chapter 376 If I Have to Die, I Want to Die on the Battlefield

The female ghost in red easily removed a piece of flesh from the demon eye and threw it into the death row of the prison. When she came back, she gave up the dying anger in front of Zheng Yu.

Zhang Zhan and others were also successfully resurrected, because without the magic eye, the magic temple has become a relatively safe ruin.

Anger has now entered the countdown of life.

The female ghost in red on the side said: "It's probably hopeless."

Zheng Yu looked back at the Spirit Butterfly Queen, who also slowly shook her head. Her angry state could no longer be described as "life or death."

A more suitable description of his state would be collapse.

Even if Queen Psylocke can use the cocoon rebirth skill again, it will be difficult to resurrect her anger. This is a regular death.

He looked at Zheng Yu, who was a little anxious, and said with a hearty smile: "Don't worry about me, this is my own choice. Daming Temple has become like this, everything is caused by me, so it should be ended by me. "

"Even if I were alive, I would still be ashamed of those believers who believed in me, and of the brothers in Daming Temple who insisted on their true intentions and protected Daming Temple."

No, you deserve it. I don’t care about Daming Temple.

What I care about is that I have worked so hard to create a helper who is as good as a god, and then it is just gone?

“Ashes to ashes.”

“From earth to earth.”

"Death is not so terrible."

Anger is very open-minded, as if he is overthinking something.

"But the devil is still alive."

Zheng Yu finally insisted.

"Where you don't know, there is still a world like Daming Temple. They are suffering and are blinded by the devil's lies."

"There are also people like Jomei who want to become gods."

"If Jingming dies, others will continue to follow your old path, but they... don't have the protection of Guan Gong."

Zheng Yu always feels that there are too few examples of bodies like Ai turning into gods. If it really dissipates here, it will not be described as "a pity".

Even Mark in the Skeleton Wasteland, Zheng Yu worked hard to protect him, which is likely to be helpful in the future battle of gods.

"Who can I protect?"

Angry breathing became weaker.

His eyes looked around the ruins of the Daming Temple, and the look in his eyes slowly dimmed.

Just when Zheng Yu was still trying to persuade him, the succubus on the side who was responsible for handling the endgame and frantically filling the prison's death row with magic eyes and flesh and blood gestured towards Zheng Yu.

Zheng Yu turned around and looked in the direction indicated by the succubus, which was the direction from which the death cell of the prison transformed into a gate.

Zheng Yu's eyes suddenly flashed.

Then he smiled and said to Ai: "You have to ask them this question."

As Zheng Yu finished speaking, the door to the death cell of the prison slowly opened, and noises like many people talking sounded in the sky.

This also attracted Ai's attention.

He looked up slowly.

At the gate of the prison's death cell, there was a group of vague ghosts gathering at the door, looking curiously at the ruins of the Daming Temple.

This group of ghosts is the same group of monsters that once existed in the Daming Temple.

Now, the power of the devil has been completely withdrawn, and Jingming has long lost the ability to resist. After being beaten violently by Crocodile, Dog Head, Spider Woman and others, he was put into a separate cell.

The souls of the refugees who were absorbed into the body by Jingming transformed from the image of monsters into human beings and separated from Jingming's body.

Because a group of souls without fighting power are of no use to the death row or Zheng Yu.

Just let it go.

The souls of the refugees slowly walked out of the death row. They saw the completely destroyed Daming Temple, and saw the clear sky for the first time in the Daming Temple.

And...the anger lying there.

Anger is still like Guan Gong.

"Martial Saint, did you save us?"

"I just said that Wu Shengren Yi Bo Yuntian would not leave us alone. I was indeed right to believe that God Guan Erye really came to save us!"

"I……"

He opened his mouth to refute.

It wasn’t me who saved you, but it was me who harmed you!

But the words haven't left his mouth yet.

A woman-like refugee soul was already kneeling in front of Ai.

Angry suddenly remembered.

She seems to be the mother who once held her seriously ill child, holding a bag of grain in her hand, which may be the only ration left in her family.

She knelt down so devoutly and prayed to Guan Gong to remove the disease that was tormenting her child.

At that time, he failed to fulfill his promise. Her child died the next day. The peasant woman did not cry or make trouble. After the child was buried, she continued to kneel down and worship herself who played Guan Gong devoutly.

Hui once asked her why she still believed in him and why she came to kneel down and worship him.

She said: "Because you are a Martial Saint, and a Martial Saint cannot be wrong. You took him away, and at the same time you took away his pain, poverty, and lowliness."

This sentence will be remembered for a lifetime.

Because he is not a martial saint at all, he is just a performer who pretends to be a magician.

He stood up with difficulty.

He wanted to lift up the kneeling peasant woman and then beg her to slap him twice, but when he approached the peasant woman.

He found that the peasant woman's smile revealed a happiness that he could not understand.

Then another refugee soul knelt down.

one by one.

The way he knelt down and worshiped was so pious, as pious as before.

Don't kneel!

I can't bear it!

But this time, the anger was not expressed.

Because...the souls that kneeled down to worship him are slowly dissipating.

Yes, for this group of refugees who have been imprisoned in Daming Temple for who knows how many years, this is the real relief.

For this group of refugees, Daming Temple saved them when they were in the most difficult time, gave them food, and gave them a safe place to avoid disasters.

When they were imprisoned here by Jingming and turned into monsters, they once doubted whether they believed in the wrong god.

Faith may really be useless.

Until the appearance of anger.

They did not believe in the wrong god!

Someone really came to save them.

Just this thought has made these poor people who have suffered endless pain and torture feel happy.

Zheng Yu said to Chen: "In their eyes, you are a god."

"I don't know what you think. In my opinion, Jingming is Jingming, and you are you. You are the responsibility, commitment, and righteousness of Jingming."

"You ask me who you protect?"

"Aren't they?"

"And..."

Zheng Yu emphasized his tone and said: "I have a senior who told me that my talent does not belong to me, but to the people I want to protect."

"In my opinion, your death not only did not make up for your previous mistakes, but also tarnished your current image of Guan Gong."

"In this space called the universe, there is more than one demon god."

"If you want to die, you must die on the battlefield."

"Instead of being imprisoned in the abyss of time."

"There is no meaning in dying here."

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