Chapter five hundred and sixty-ninth: Who is suing this official?
Snapped!
As soon as the gavel struck, the judge asked the kneeling prisoner:
"Who are you? Why are you suing me... Oh no, I am interrogating you."
"So, Your Majesty the Emperor, do you have anything to say?"
Ning Feng only played the role of Lord Qingtian for a while, but Ning Feng chose to give up decisively because it was not suitable. He smiled and asked the locked god:
"Why are you just hemming and hawing without saying a word?"
"The expression on your face suggests that you have some grievances that you haven't spoken out, right? It doesn't matter! You can say it with confidence, I won't mind."
He is in a good mood now and has completely lost the initial sense of urgency.
At this time, the trickster clown finally came to his senses and frowned as he looked at the figure sitting behind the table not far ahead.
This is a strange god.
Completely unfamiliar, nothing familiar at all.
Even when the war between gods broke out in the past, he had never seen this figure and had no information about him in his mind.
who is it?
Whose new incarnation is it?
Or is it the new appearance of which god after his resurrection?
But even if the gods are resurrected through other means, the essence of the soul will not change.
He was a little unsure and wanted to find out more information.
"Who are you? What do you want from me now?"
"Divinity? Priesthood? Or my power?"
However...since the other party is a god and not a human being, the situation is not so critical.
There’s more to talk about!
The trickster clown knows very well what is most important to the gods, which is nothing more than to take away those things related to the realm of gods from him.
The situation is stronger than the person, and he is not the kind of character who would rather bend than bend. If there is really no other way, he would rather hand over all these in exchange for his own life.
I have no grudges in the past and no grudges these days, so I can’t give up any hope at all, right?
"Make a deal?"
"You let me go, I will take the initiative to strip away the self-consciousness in my divinity."
"Otherwise, you won't get it at all!"
At worst, the fish will die and the net will be broken.
Being able to obtain the priesthood in the field of trickery, he himself is a very cunning being.
It is impossible for such a being to put all eggs in the same basket. He has many, many backup options.
The compromise I am making now is just not giving up the soul needed for this incarnation at this moment.
In order to obtain greater results in the subsequent war, a complete soul is crucial to the gods.
"If you let this incarnation of me go, I..."
Snapped!
Patting the divine sword that served as a temporary gavel again, Ning Feng angrily shouted:
"Bold! You actually offend me!"
Trickster Clown:???
"Come here! Drag him down and beat him to death with sticks! Beat him into beef balls and feed them to the dogs!"
"...whatever, of course it's a joke."
The apparent acting skills did not last long, he said with a smile:
"My friend, you need to figure out your identity."
"Just kidding, do you really think you are the emperor?"
Smiling, he leaned back and looked at the sluggish god arrogantly.
"Your identity has not changed from the beginning. You are just an arrested criminal. You don't have any capital to negotiate terms with me."
The chains formed by the darkness kept tightening, tightly tightening on the torso of the god, trying to crush him.
Gradually it was swallowed up and dragged into the boundless darkness.
Trickster Clown:!!?
And in the midst of the uncontrollable despair that surged into my heart, a ridiculing voice suddenly sounded:
"Figure out your position."
The sound was like a pair of hands in the wave that pulled him out of despair, and his consciousness returned to reality.
Everything just now seemed to be just an illusion. The man was still sitting behind the desk with a smile, looking at himself with a smile.
"Your questions are very sharp, but since you have raised them, I will tell you mercifully."
Crossing his hands and resting his elbows on the table, Ning Feng smiled and said:
"Let's answer the second question first. I do want to get something from you, but it's not what you said."
Um?
If you don’t want divinity, priesthood, or authority, what do you want?
Such an answer did not make the Trickster Clown feel relieved. On the contrary, it felt even more stressed.
If He doesn't even want these, what is it that He really wants?
Is there anything more in me than this?
"…………"
After a moment of silence, He raised his head and asked uncertainly:
"Do you want me? Do you want to enslave me?"
It is not unprecedented to enslave other gods. As long as the power is strong enough, it is possible to take other gods as one's own slaves and serve them.
Some pantheons huddle together for warmth, while in other pantheons, the main god forcibly ties other gods to his chariot.
laugh.
Hearing this, Ning Feng sneered and waved his hand.
"I'm kidding, what do I want from you? Do I still need your loyalty? What's more, do you have such a thing as loyalty?" "You have joined three different gods, but in the end you rebelled, right?"
Three surnames... no, three surnames are slaves, right?
"I know what your priesthood and authority are, and I also know your past very well. I don't think such a god in the field of trickery would really have such a thing as loyalty."
Trickster Clown: "Then what do you want?"
I don’t want this, I don’t want that, what do you want?
Looking at the trickster clown with a smile, Ning Feng replied with a smile:
"I...I want everything except your non-existent loyalty."
Trickster clown:?
ah?
"You understood something wrong. I said your answer was wrong, but I didn't say that it was not included."
"In other words, what you said is actually not enough."
Ning Feng said:
"Of course things like the priesthood are not a problem, so don't have extravagant expectations."
"Don't think that your own resistance will have much effect. I didn't intend to use peaceful means to obtain your permission."
"If you want to struggle, then struggle. I hope you can add some fun to me."
The trickster clown fell silent, lowering his head to digest the other party's words.
Don't be loyal, don't accept surrender...
Finally, he raised his head, looked at Ning Feng again, and asked:
"Who are you?"
Regarding this problem, He thought of a possibility.
An impossible possibility.
Facing his inquiry, Ning Feng calmly replied:
"To others, I have many identities, prophet, leader, lover, etc."
"But for you gods..."
Staring into the eyes of the trickster clown, he said:
"I am an Avenger."
"I am the revenge blade of this world against you."