Very strange.
God Shura's attitude was very strange from the moment he appeared.
Going back to one of the questions, what kind of person is God Shura?
Either good or evil? No, he never was. He was unquestionably evil.
Regardless of the values of any race or era, he is only evil and can only be evil.
He may have no mercy, and a god who started out by killing has no mercy at all, but yet he strangely deliberately left a weak soul in Mingdu, even respecting the other person's will;
He may not have integrity, and he has done a lot of things to deceive others with lies, but he almost never covers up what he has done, and as long as it is proven that he did it, he will never deny it;
He may not be humble, and he has done a lot to oppress others as a god-king, but he always learns from other things with a humble heart;
…
A person who is difficult to define.
An egoist who looks similar to Tang San.
But you can hate him and hate him, but you can't despise him.
Perhaps this is the gap caused by the pattern?
Or maybe it’s a difference caused by nature?
Or maybe it’s the so-called mismatch of virtue?
Or maybe the Shura God couldn't get out of his way, so he simply ignored it without even showing his spiritual thoughts. This inheritance place should be given away to save face.
It may also be a beautiful fantasy that outsiders have when they hear the story between them, but the person involved may want to eat the other person alive.
Just haven't gotten through yet.
"So I have been thinking about this issue for a long time, but in the end I don't think very clearly. I can only attribute it to the education problems I have received since childhood.
——The bloody divine core.
It can be seen that God Shura is not very satisfied with the throne he inherited and has always wanted to take another path.
But no matter how you say it, no matter what kind of person Shura God is, one thing must be certain - he probably doesn't have that so-called feeling of sympathy.
Looking up, the mechanical dragons that were still flying in the city lowered their high heads, and the patrolling black and red armored men knelt on one knee, all facing the same direction.
"Call Jian Ming.
God Shura stood up from his chair and addressed himself from "I" to "Old Man".
"Originally, I was planning to let the Sun Moon Empire, the successor to the Ming Empire, name her, but now it seems more appropriate for you to do it."
"Perhaps you, a machine that has been with me for too many years, or an unformed soul, is the most suitable.
There was no fighting as expected.
If there was only hatred between Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen at the beginning, there would probably be no sympathy for each other.
Qian Daoliu did have feelings of sympathy for Tang Chen, but that was based on the fact that they had no deep hatred in their early years and were even friends.
"Isn't it strange?" God Shura raised the corners of his mouth, as if mocking, scornful, and relieved: "A person who proves his way by killing can be so hypocritical?"
"You don't seem surprised?"
"What's the point of wielding a sword? If there's injustice, it'll scream."
It's like a normal person's mind, but different.
God Shura lowered his head, and his eyes met the vigilant and angry eyes of Ji Niang. His eyes, which were originally lost, suddenly showed a trace of kindness.
Before Qian Ningshuang could nod or shake her head, God Shura's hoarse voice continued: "I also find it strange.
"I was once hailed as a peerless beauty and enjoyed all the honors in the world; I was also the target of public criticism, subjected to all kinds of reviling and shouldered the deepest sins."
God Shura let go of his hand, stepped aside, and looked at Ji Niang quietly.
People who are about to die always have a lot to say.
Then I saw the machine girl slowly lying on the table, breathing heavily.
——The old man returned to the illusory state from the beginning.
Now the doubts are cleared, it turns out that he is about to die.
Then he changed the topic and seemed quite dissatisfied.
It's a bit pretentious, but also a bit touching.
God Shura stroked the goatee on his chin, thinking.
God Shura glanced at his hands that could clearly see the ground, and expressed regret in his words.
"Later I thought this was bullshit. Everyone is going to die. Is there any difference between accidental death, old age, illness, and being killed by me?
But this time it was obviously no longer the distraction of his mind, but the fact that his soul had begun to burn and overdraw.
God Shura almost said whatever came to his mind today. Often he was still talking about one thing in the previous sentence, and jumped to another thing in the next sentence.
——Jian Ming had already stood up from the chair and was looking for something.
"Ah..." Jian Ming's face was filled with confusion. She had been confused from the beginning.
Or through the method used by the gods last time when they came to Wuhun City, they pulled a bunch of gods from the lower realm;
"Are you feeling any discomfort?" Qian Ningshuang asked.
A generation of god-kings, no matter whether he is evil or good, evil or demon, he walks a little too quietly.
It is still an unformed divine core.
Qian Ningshuang also followed Jian Ming's gaze and saw that the original black gauze clothes could only serve as a cover-up, but beneath that was a living heart.
Normal people cannot have any admiration for a person who is ready to kill him at any time.
"People always have an unforgettable sense of guilt about killing fellow humans."
"Gone."
Of course, Qian Ningshuang does not feel sympathy for her enemies.
Those turbid and desolate eyes were filled with blood and fierce light again.
"The name...
Scenes like this, whether they were friends or enemies, are always a little sad.
"The number of people who died directly at my hands, and the people who died directly as a result of my various calculations, are 1,158,300,000 and 67 people;
"I can't count the people who died indirectly from it, and I don't even bother to count the beasts."
Under the vigilant eyes of Ji Niang, God Shura came to her. Before the frightened little deer could react, Ji Niang had already put a hand on her shoulder.
Maybe it’s because I don’t want to fight, or maybe I want to find someone to explain my funeral arrangements...
However, what Shura God is here now is not a divine thought, but the real body, and she has been poked into the black abyss and white flowers.
"Whether it is an occasional kindness or a sudden hypocrisy, when I was about to die, I realized that there were no qualified successors.
Qian Ningshuang's voice did not break her out of her daze, but made her even more dazed.
"I was about to die, and then I remembered that in terms of normal human beings, I was already very old.
"You have never been exposed to any foreign objects, and you have learned too many things from me.
A look of surprise appeared in God Shura's eyes.
He did not want his hard-earned achievements to be buried in the dust of history.
Perhaps he had talked too much and was thirsty. God Shura continued to press Ji Niang's shoulder with one hand, picked up the tea cup with the other hand, and drank all the tea in the cup.
"You little girl, you are so stubborn."
Just such a phantom-like hand, but it was so heavy that Ji Niang couldn't struggle.
But the more she gritted her teeth, blood overflowed from her mouth and soaked her lips.
Something seemed to be beating there, and it seemed that it was no longer a mechanical energy source.
"Of course, it may be that I don't want to say it. After using so many methods, I ended up making a wedding dress for your Wuhun Palace for nothing. It's quite uncomfortable to think about it."
There was no earth-shattering movement, just a ray of red light that followed God Shura's heart to his arm and entered the machine girl's body.
This is an old man's last persistence and persistence before he dies.
"Because I am a human being.
Of course, enemies who can be dragged into the Lost Belt cannot be in the current time and space.
"But at such an old age, I don't have any descendants or apprentices.
"With all this knowledge, you can't just die with me like this."
When a person is about to die, his words are kind. This is probably the emotion.
And the hand that can clearly see the scene on the opposite side has gradually solidified.
"My parents and teachers have always told me since I was a child: It's okay to kill people, but you have to remember that they are human beings.
Perhaps he was about to die and finally realized that he was an old man in terms of age.
"Let me think about it."
It's very strange. It's obviously just skin and flesh covering the body as clothes, but the expression on the machine girl's face shows a look of pain.
“Because of the guilt, I can’t help but remember this number;
"Because of the guilt, I don't dare to have any real successors, let alone descendants, no matter before or after I become a god.
She really doesn't have anything to do with God Shura.
"The people behind Tang San are not in this universe, nor in this time and space, nor at the end of time, or at the origin.
She was trying hard not to scream.
But now this unexplored road is in the hands of his heir.
Jian Ming raised his head, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
"I have wanted to forget this number countless times, and I want this number to stop growing. But I can't do it. Even if I deliberately ignore it or remember it wrongly, this number is always unforgettable and continues to grow with time.
"I originally wanted to tell you why I'm dying, but looking at my current state, I probably won't have much time."
Or it may be out of the need to brag about oneself, and then overestimate the opponent, and have a so-called sympathy;
She wasn't shocked by the number of people who died of God Shura. After all, this was just God Shura's own narration. She couldn't have any personal experience or real feeling;
Either way is fine.
Ji Niang raised her head with difficulty and looked at God Shura. Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. She wanted to speak, but she couldn't open her mouth. She could only breathe hard to try to relieve the pain in her body.
It's because he can actually remember how many people died because of him.
The Black Abyss White Flower has appeared in Qian Ningshuang's hands, and the true form of Shura God has begun to descend to the lower realm.
There is no point in that except to die.
"Yeah, because of guilt.
But there was no trace of murderous intent, nor was there any hint of fighting spirit.
He lowered his head in confusion and looked at his heart.
Bagnut counts as one, but that is based on the fact that the other party has not caused any great damage to his own camp, and the other party's experience is worthy of sympathy.
God Shura does not want everyone to leave, but also allows his successors to continue to cause trouble.
Qian Ningshuang sighed. Most elders are like this. They always leave their regrets and bad things to the next generation.
There was no one in the air, only human voices.
"I have never thought that I am a good person, and I know very well that I am not a good person.
"Because of guilt?" Qian Ningshuang frowned slightly, feeling that what Shura God said was absurd, but she didn't know why this reason sounded so reasonable.
"Really gone?" Qian Ningshuang gestured to Shura God to look at the machine girl who was still lying on the table adjusting, "She should have a name now.
"Do you have any last words?" Qian Ningshuang asked seriously.
Yang Wudi, who killed Tang Hao, did not have such emotions. According to Yang Wudi, he actually had no special emotions towards Tang Hao. He only wanted to prove that Tang Hao was not worthy of his name;
"If you do too many bad things, there will always be retribution, at least that's what I feel in my heart."
"But I still couldn't help but write it down in my heart. At first, I would also remember the name and face of each person who was killed. There were too many at the end, so I could only remember a number.
"Perhaps saying this is a bit bragging, but I still feel that what I have learned and achieved is rare in the world.
She felt like her body was being torn apart by something, and it hurt.
"Now that I am about to die, I finally understand why it is so unforgettable.
If we go by Qian Ningshuang's normal guess before she entered the city, it should have been the coming of God Shura's divine will that forced her to take action. The inheritance was affected during the battle, and then she descended into the real world;
It seems that Shura God has handed over control of this city.
"At first I thought this was the truth, and this is the principle that martial arts practitioners should abide by.
"So, if you delay it any longer, you may not even be able to say your last words." Qian Ningshuang let out a deep breath.
At this moment, God Shura seemed to have regained his former sharpness and edge.
She gained real flesh and blood and began to truly become a living being.
The possibility of this kind of emotion existing in reality is actually very small. Most of the so-called sympathy actually only exists in fantasy and literary works.
There is also a kind of regret and a sense of loss that arises after killing the enemy and becoming confused about the future life;
The only thing she didn't expect was that the spiritual thought actually came down, but he only spoke for a long time and answered her questions, without any trace of murderous intent.
Yes, this is also a strange thing about Qian Ningshuang.
Qian Ningshuang has never seen much sympathy between enemies.
And the price was paid by God Shura on her behalf.
"I had some guesses, but now you have proven them." Qian Ningshuang nodded.
He really looks like an old man who is about to die.
A trace of astonishment flashed in Qian Ningshuang's eyes.
"My whole life, I was extremely talented from childhood to youth. I wore bright clothes and angry horses, and I was happy to take revenge. I was always scornful and invincible, until I encountered a big change."
The Shura God probably doesn't have one either, but there is a mutual respect for beating the enemy to death first and then stepping on the opponent's corpse.
It's no wonder that his words are almost uncoordinated and he says whatever comes to mind.
"Now, I'm here to give you this ignorant soul one final blow."
After a long moment of silence.
Qian Ningshuang suddenly smiled.
She patted Jian Ming's shoulder.
"If that's the case, then keep it well.
"Cherish it and take it with you to get to know this beautiful world."
This chapter has been completed!