As a god in charge of killing, he should not have hidden his power in the human market, which is not allowed by divine nature.
The power of killing is too manic. From the moment he chooses to enter the human world, Xuan Jie suppresses the power of his body.
At this moment, neither elemental power nor killing power can be easily used. Only in this way can he be considered a human being.
There is another very important reason for voluntarily giving up power, that is, there is no longer anything worth doing in the world.
The Demon Gods’ Battle for Hegemony has arrived in the later stage, and the movement caused is much better than the initial demon dance.
The wind blew past his face, and Xuan Jie, who had given up everything, felt the long-lost relaxation. I don’t know when the last time I relaxed so much.
He came to the port, opened his arms and hugged the sea breeze, feeling the movement of his body being pushed.
"From today on, not only does there be no elemental god in the world, but even the killing god will not exist."
With a whisper, Xuan Jie opened his confused eyes.
Yes, even if he sealed his power on his own, he still had no direction and was also confused about the road ahead.
Just like in the fog deep in, you cannot judge the direction and determine the goal by yourself.
I can only wander aimlessly, and even if I return to the origin, I will not find it, because the surroundings are the same.
"Boss! Put a pot of tea...Mora is on the table."
"Okay! I will take you ten Mora in total, so I will use it slowly."
This is a conversation between the waiter and the customer in the tea shop.
As a demon god, Xuan Jie can survive without eating, and he is in a daze every day.
He did not live easily. The demon god was the weak without doing anything. Xuan Jie deserved the title of the weak.
He did not perform the task of leading mankind, nor did he perform the will of the sky, and his clothes were already torn in a daze.
From a distance, he looks like a beggar.
There are quite a few beggars on Liyue’s streets. Even after hundreds of years, no one has discovered the true identity of this beggar.
No one will focus on beggars, and Xuan Jie also witnessed the development of the city with his own eyes.
From an empty port to a city of its current size.
The demon gods in the outside world have basically been wiped out, and Morax is the unparalleled martial god.
If the killing power is not used, it remains to be determined which side of Xuan Jie is slightly better than the elemental power.
When relocating to the beach, it was named "Mora" in order to promote the creation of the Rock King of Commerce.
This is the first coin that appeared in the mainland, with a wide influence. As the influence of the port expands, it has gradually become a mainland trading currency.
Although the form has gradually improved, it is still at the end of the Demon War. Logically speaking, everything has almost settled and there will be no major changes.
"clang..."
A few Mora fell in front of Xuan Jie. He opened his eyes and saw the three children bringing warm steamed buns.
"Big brother, eat it while it's hot. This is what I made by myself..."
The person who spoke was a little girl. She opened a bun shop in her house, and the other two boys were playmates.
For several months, the girl would occasionally bring steamed buns or leftovers to beggars near her home.
Xuan Jie rarely changes seats, so he becomes very familiar with the little girl.
"Thanks..."
After taking the steamed bun and being watched by the little girl, Xuan Jie had no choice but to eat it.
He felt warmth, but for the divine nature controlled by the power of killing, such gifts were the same as charity, but the gods never needed anyone's charity.
"Hehe, brother, eat slowly..."
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The little girl smiled, waved her goodbye after a while, and went around to play with her friends.
The prosperity of Liyue Port is built on the blood of demons and immortals.
Xuan Jie saw with his own eyes that the immortals fought and then died... the scene was too spectacular.
What surprised him the most was Xuewu Jones. After the Maintainer cleared the four guardians, the remaining army of demons formed a group.
Although his strength has been greatly weakened, it is not a random bullying.
At this moment, Bloody Jones joined the demon queue for some reason.
Xuan Jie was sleeping at that time. All these were the news I heard in Liyuegang. He was no longer here.
The demons who were huddled together were completely defeated, they were scattered all over the world, and the chaotic world was back on track.
The Demon God War has entered its final period, but the crisis has not yet ended, and the Void Land that had been silent for a long time has appeared again.
Located in Liyue Port, Xuan Jie also felt the aura, filled with corrosive power.
As the God of Killing who slaughtered the Void, Xuan Jie was sure that the aura was the pure power of the Void.
"Why does the energy in the void emerge? Is the void recovered in just a few decades?"
Xuan Jie knew best how thoroughly the void land was destroyed.
However, this aura appeared again, and everything seemed to indicate something.
In the later stage of the Demon God War, all kinds of demon gods used their tricks, causing chaos in the world.
Until this moment, the sequelae left by the war appeared one after another.
Plagues, floods, natural disasters and man-made disasters all come to the world, and the debris of demons rage the world, bringing endless disasters and diseases.
For a moment, the world was so sad that it was so sad that Liyuegang was finally affected in this situation.
Xuan Jie, who had closed his energy, had not realized that the crisis was coming, and he lay down by the locust tree to rest as usual.
There is a flat stone here. You can hear the rustling sound of the stream when lying on it. It is very comfortable to bask in the sun.
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But looking at the black gas revealed in the sun, Xuan Jie felt something was wrong, but he didn't think much about it.
After many days, Xuan Jie opened his eyes with some confusion.
Although the street he lives in is not very prosperous, he can still hear the noisy hawking sounds every day.
However, for several days, there was no more anger here, as if people had disappeared all of a sudden.
What's going on?
With confusion in mind, Xuan Jie stood up.
The little girl hasn't come to deliver steamed buns for a long time, which is not in line with common sense. She usually greets her in advance when she goes far away.
When you walk on the street, every door and window are closed, and the street is filled with the smell of grass and brocade.
This is used for disinfection and you will prepare some at home, which means to eliminate disasters.
It is enough to show up on the street on such a large scale, which is enough to prove that something serious has happened.
"Hey! People over there are going home quickly and don't stay on the street!"
A man in black clothes shouted loudly at Xuan Jie.
He wore a cloth on his face to isolate poisons in the air.
Although Xuan Jie suppressed his strength, it was not the ones that could invade, so he didn't take it seriously at all.
"Hello, can you tell me what happened? I... haven't been out for a while."
The man looked at Xuan Jie with confusion. He was puzzled. He was puzzled that under such a situation, there were still people who didn't know what was going on.
"I don't have time to joke with you! Leave quickly. This plague is very powerful. If you want to survive, listen to the words of the Lord Yasha. Lord Yasha is cleaning up the filth."