Chapter 540 Everyone Has Difficult Times

Suspicion, hatred, and murderous intent are constantly eroding Riya's few minds, but he still desperately suppresses his negative emotions and fights against them.

After a long time, he relaxed.

Gheros thought that Riya had compromised. Before he was happy, he heard the mythical creature in front of him grinding its many sharp teeth and slowly speaking human words, with a tone full of frightening stubbornness.

"I don't care if it leaves me or where it goes."

"What, you don't care about Him anymore?"

"No, quite the opposite."

Riya paused for a moment: "I don't care if it leaves me, because I know that our fates have been entangled for a long time. No matter what the cost, I will definitely get it back."

Ghroth: "Even if your identities and personalities are far different, if you want to get closer to Him, you must accept your fate of becoming the original irrational person... You are simply stupid."

"Otherwise, how could I become [blind and foolish]?"

Ria took a deep breath.

"You know, just now I suddenly had the motivation to live again. Since the Nameless Mist is a direct line of the original, then I will do everything possible to become the original. Here, I put down the prophecy as a prophet - —

Everything will eventually meet, even if fate is not written like this, I will tear it apart.

If I become the original, I will resurrect everyone, I will erase the extraordinary existence, and all distortions will return to normal. "

"Is this your declaration to take office?"

"No."

Riya said softly: "This is the best ending I can imagine, and it is also what my ideal world should be like."

"...You know, you are an extremely arrogant madman."

After hearing Riya's reply, Ghroth felt that he was really unreasonable and wanted to build a utopia in a world that was so polluted that it couldn't get any worse.

Extreme idealism is extreme arrogance, but Gehroth knows that it is really possible for Riya to do this, because the meme he is currently planning to interpret is [Prophet].

During the deduction process, the prophet cannot lie, and the words he speaks must be realized in the future, otherwise the deduction will not be valid.

"So Ghroth, come and help me."

Riya extended an invitation to Ghros: "I want to be the original, I want to change the world and replace it back to its most ideal appearance."

"I have no reason to help you at all. Are you an idiot? We are opposites. I just want to kill you right now!"

"But you didn't take action because you didn't dare to gamble."

"What?"

"You don't dare to bet on whether Nyarlathotep has other back-ups, don't dare to bet on whether he will show up after I disappear, and don't dare to bet on whether my identity is actually a Hephaestig serving as a bait. picture.

Only our cooperation is the best way to achieve a win-win situation. Your ideal will be difficult to realize in a short period of time. We are currently in a situation of being attacked from both sides. Why not brainstorm ideas and listen to my ideas? "

"You're daydreaming."

Ghroth bluntly rejected Riya's request for cooperation. Riya was a little regretful. Apart from regret, he also devoted his energy to looking at Evander. It would be better to say that he was looking at his dark side.

"Teacher, I know that your test is still going on. I have committed all seven original sins. The current crime is [arrogance]."

“But isn’t arrogance a sin that all of us are guilty of?”

He suddenly stretched out his hand, and the sharp blades of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse suddenly attacked Evander. Evander turned around and used his sickle to block it. The surrounding angels also took action at this time, and billions of chains sprang out from the earth and entangled them tightly. body.

At this moment, a pale and dark beam of light fell from the sky. Evander evaded the attack range in a blink of an eye. There was a loud "boom", and a light beam with a depth of dozens of meters appeared on the spot. The huge pit of 3 meters, Riya and the knights in the pit were intact, but everything touched by the beam was turned into dust.

"Shua——"

The two main memes in the sky flapped their "wings" for the angels of the Black Shang, blowing the horns of the coming doomsday. At this time, many people who were confused and dragged by the scarlet thread emerged around them.

“Woooooooh————”

The sound of the trumpet continued.

The crowds attracted by the sound were all believers of the Glorious Rising Sun. After hearing the sound of the trumpet, they had become the puppets of Ghroth.

"In terms of tactics, all of you are far inferior to me."

Ghroth sneered: "For this day, I have been waiting for countless days and nights in the dark and cold place of imprisonment. Look, I relied on myself to develop the faith of the Rising Sun into the largest religion in Endles. Make everyone my slave."

"If you are an enemy of me, you are an enemy of all the Endles people - how do you feel when you see your former people surrendering to me and becoming your enemy, Your Majesty the World Serpent?"

The angels set up a barrier to isolate the outside world, but the believers frantically wanted to enter and kill all the demons who were enemies of their master.

Ria raised her hand, picked up the Sword of Damocles transformed from the cane, and pointed it forward.

"If you don't want to kill me, then I will kill all of you."

The sharp sword blade flashed with cold light, and then World Snake's eyes moved. Saler looked at his reaction and couldn't help but wonder: "Do you know that sword?"

"That was once my weapon, but its whereabouts were unknown during the war, but logically speaking, no one should be able to use it."

"The sword will only allow the person it recognizes to use it. It will only recognize the [Monarch]. Once it recognizes its master, it will never betray it."

"It looks like it has found the monarch."

The World Snake was helpless and relieved at the same time, but his eyes became more cautious: "If it is the Sword of Damocles, we must be careful, because you never know which direction it will attack from."

Even if the user chops with his back to the enemy, the sword light of the sharp blade can completely cross time and space to wipe out the enemy.

The Sword of Damocles is such a fierce sword that is hard to defend against. On the day it was forged, it was only lightly scratched by the God of Craftsmen during the day, and all those who participated in the sword-making died that night.

"Why did he get such a fierce thing!?" Sale was very puzzled, "It used to be your weapon, right? Why don't you think highly of such a fierce thing?"

"At that time, I was so poor and hungry that I sold it... for ten Shival."

"Everyone has difficult times."

At this point, the World Snake became a little awkward, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"Ha!!!!"

Looking at the hesitant look of the person next to him, Sale had the urge to slap the other person to death with one tentacle, regardless of whether he was the incarnation of a god.