Chapter 680 You Are Not Him After All

Lu Xiao tasted sadness in these words.

In addition to sadness, there was also a trace of confusion.

Dante lied after all.

‘Confusion’ did not have no effect on him.

He knew he was confused, but he was unwilling to admit his confusion, or rather, he chose to escape in this way.

Lu Xiao had mastered the authority of ‘human heart’, so he could naturally see the problem at a glance.

But for Dante’s situation, he felt helpless.

Originally, his plan was to use the characteristics of ‘confusion’ to influence his emotions.

Confusion is also a kind of emotion, and it is even inextricably linked to human nature.

Just as Dante said, how could a tyrant be confused?

It is precisely because the tyrant has no humanity that he will not be confused.

From the time the ground cracked to the time the two talked, it was less than a minute in total.

And in this minute, a god-level demon had already rushed into the bedroom.

There were not many, a total of twelve.

These twelve god-level demons were probably the trump cards left in the holy city.

If the leaders of other forces saw this scene, they would probably piss their pants on the spot.

There are twelve gods of the demon clan alone.

This does not include gods of other races.

Perhaps only Dante himself knows how many gods there are in the Holy City.

These twelve god-level demons surrounded Lu Xiao and Tianzai.

Among them was Cork, who Lu Xiao and the others had just chatted with not long ago.

At this time, Cork looked at Lu Xiao and Tianzai with complicated eyes.

These twelve demons were all wearing black and red contrasting suits, and each of them looked very imposing.

They looked like they were going to fight if they disagreed.

Tianzai looked around, and then muttered in a low voice: "I really don't believe these guys dare to touch me!"

After that, he showed a look of "If you dare to fight, I dare to blackmail you" to the demons.

Just when the atmosphere was tense, Dante clapped his hands gently.

The crisp applause attracted everyone's attention.

He slowly stood up, his feet in midair.

Under his feet was the shocking crack.

He stepped on the void and walked towards Lu Xiao's position.

The god-level demon blocking him consciously made way for him.

In this way, he came in front of Lu Xiao, looking down at Lu Xiao's eyes with cold eyes.

After a moment, Lu Xiao said in a deep voice: "When a vegetable farmer dies, a new vegetable farmer will take over his job."

"You don't have to be so pessimistic."

Dante was silent for a moment, then chuckled and said: "Do you want to say that you are the new vegetable farmer?"

Lu Xiao pursed his lips and didn't speak.

Because if he wanted to answer yes, he felt a little embarrassed.

However, the next second, Dante's words made his expression solemn.

"You are not him after all!"

"You can't be him!"

"Although you disguise yourself as him and force yourself to think in his way."

"But it's just a body without substance."

Dante's words were like a demonic sound, causing Lu Xiao to lose consciousness for a short time.

At this moment, Tianzai frowned.

He took a step back and said in a horrified tone: "Damn it! Don't provoke him anymore!"

But Dante ignored it and continued: "He can become a vegetable farmer because he can be ruthless and pull out those seedlings that are destined to grow poorly."

"But you can't!"

"Do you know why?" At this point, Dante's eyes became more indifferent.

"Because you can even feel pity for the weeds that snatch nutrients from the seedlings!"

Tianzai interrupted angrily: "I told you to stop talking!"

At this moment, colorful elemental light spots surrounded him.

The skin on his body was festering.

Thumb-sized abscesses seemed to be squeezed out of flesh and blood.

In just a blink of an eye, his skin was highly rotten.

A foul smell spread from him.

The flesh and blood on his body dripped to the ground like melted ice cream.

When the flesh and blood faded away, the original body of the natural disaster appeared in everyone's sight.

It was a humanoid creature with a transparent body and brilliant colors all over his body.

His transparent body was as transparent as a glass bottle of milk.

The source of the brilliant light was like the fluorescent agent in the milk bottle.

The colorful fluorescent agent surged in his body, like boiling water in a pot.

"I told you to stop talking!"

At this moment, the ground was shaking wildly, and the surrounding walls collapsed rapidly.

The ground that even the gods could not shake at all, now had fine cracks, like a spider web.

Suddenly, a noisy whisper sounded in this palace that was about to collapse.

"Even you say that..."

"Why do you say that?"

"..."

The voice sounded like the mumbling of a mental patient.

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on the source of the voice.

It was Lu Xiao.

At this moment, his whole body was in a state of severe decay.

The stench filled the entire space.

On his body, fat white maggots emerged from under his skin.

They shuttled back and forth in the rotten flesh.

Tianzai shouted: "Calm down! This idiot speaks without thinking, don't be influenced by him!"

But at this time, it was too late for Tianzai to say anything.

Lu Xiao slowly raised his head and looked at Dante with his empty eyes.

"Why do you say that too?"

His voice was equally empty, as if his soul had been taken away.

His lips moved quickly, repeating the sentence at an increasingly fast speed: "Why do you say that too?"

At the same time, Lu Xiao was holding 'confusion' in his hand and stabbing his heart again and again.

Seeing this scene, the twelve demons seemed to have seen something horrible.

Their eyes were full of fear.

Looking at Dante, he slowly raised one hand and pinched his chin.

His expression looked like he was in deep thought, or like he was appreciating something interesting.

Lu Xiao used the word "confused" to stab his heart over and over again.

"Why do you say that too?"

"What did I do wrong?"

"I'm so tired..."

Even though the rotten flesh on his chest had been stabbed into pieces by the dagger.

But still not a drop of blood flowed out of it.

At this moment, he looked like a walking corpse.

Tianzai came to Lu Xiao's side and carried him on his back.

He turned around slowly.

In his body, the various elements that kept surging, like fluorescent agents, were like his angry mood at this moment.