"It doesn't matter, even if there are no such things, I will always treat you as a friend."
Yang Yi smiled back, and after the two looked at each other, they chose to part ways with a tacit understanding.
For Yang Yi, he and Mo Qu are both men, and men are not as indecisive as women.
What's more, now that they have returned, they can only choose to become sub-gods. Now that the killing god party is dead, it is time to choose a new god.
So participating in the selection at this time is the best opportunity.
"After going round and round, we still got to this point."
After leaving the Temple of Killing God, Yang Yi looked at the horizon and sighed.
He originally didn't want to become the Son of God so early. He wanted to travel around and wait until he was strong enough before coming to campaign.
However, the vacancies in the priesthood are severe right now, which is exactly when the Court of Gods needs people.
Yang Yi thought for a while, then closed his eyes and searched for the magic god's breath.
Only by sensing his information can we find his temple.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Yang Yi found the Magic Temple as he wished and walked in.
At this time, Jack had returned to the Magic Temple and was sitting alone in the main hall, wondering what he was thinking.
When Yang Yi walked in with Long Shuangyin in his arms, he didn't even raise his head.
He just stared at the necklace in his hand in confusion.
"Is this something from the candy god?"
Yang Yi put Long Shuangyin aside and recognized what Jack was holding at a glance, and he frowned.
"What happened? Why did the God of Slaughter suddenly rebel? And why did so many gods fall?"
Yang Yi could only make a rough guess in his mind, but could not confirm it. Jack heard this and said.
"The God of Killing has always been jealous of your father becoming The God of War, this time, while he is away, he wants to unite the ancient gods and the new dilettantes to capture the Court of Gods."
"Your father came back and captured the God of Killing. He failed and died."
Yang Yi realized something was wrong with Jack, "What's wrong with you?"
"Many people died in this battle."
Jack ignored Yang Yi. This was the first time he showed such an attitude in front of Yang Yi, and he said.
"Ruozi is dead, Jinwu is dead, and Tangtang is dead."
"They're all dead."
"Don't you like the Candy God?"
Yang Yi asked as if he had realized something, and Jack smiled bitterly.
"Yeah, that's why I wonder, since I have no feelings for her, why would I feel sad when she died?"
"Maybe maybe it's just friendship."
Yang Yi tried to comfort him, and Jack shook his head, "Maybe."
He hung the Candy God's necklace around his neck and looked at Yang Yi.
"Why did you come out of the secret realm? How many of them are there?"
"The God of Killing is dead, Kaya has succeeded, and Xue Ji has become the auxiliary god."
Hearing this, Jack nodded, "This is also expected. Kaya is different from the God of Killing. Her ambitions are obvious. She is not as vicious as him, but she is easy to deal with."
"Mo Qu followed Xue Ji to stay in the Temple of Killing God. You also know the relationship between the two of them."
Jack continued to nod, "I know, this kid is now protected by Kaya, so he won't have to worry about it in the future."
"This girl, I don't know what to do. She has the same skills as Mo Qu.
The God of Killing is her enemy and their lifelong goal. Now that the God of Killing is dead, she has no motivation."
Yang Yi pointed at Long Shuangyin helplessly. When Jack heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't want this girl to stay here with me, do you?"
"What's wrong? You two are acquaintances, and you are the main god. There are no sub-gods under you. Wouldn't it be best to accept her?"
Yang Yi smiled and said jokingly, Jack glanced at him.
"If that's the case, you haven't officially joined the sect of any of the main gods, why don't I accept you as my sub-god?"
"I don't want to inherit your mantle."
Yang Yi smiled, and Jack did not continue the topic, "In this battle of the gods, 30% of the gods died. It's easy to find whatever god you want now."
"If the number of people is not enough, I'm afraid God will invite those old gods to return. By then, this court of gods will be lively again."
"Old gods? Are you talking about the gods who have successfully retired from the throne? Aren't they either wandering around or living in old age?"
"If only it were as simple as you say."
Jack said, "Some gods were originally unwilling to abdicate. It was God who forced them to abdicate using coercive means. They still covet the throne and will definitely take advantage of this opportunity to come back."
"Of course, including those fallen angels."
Yang Yi was silent. According to his understanding, the fallen angel is the fallen god.
In other words, this war of the gods also attracted those guys who have lost their godhood and are neither gods nor ghosts?
"Most fallen angels have cruel personalities. They will definitely find a way to break through the seal this time and make a comeback."
Jack's face became solemn, and he said, "You'd better find a god to rely on as soon as possible. Once the Fallen Angel really comes back, If you return, then the first ones to suffer are you, the candidate gods who have not yet settled down."
What Jack said was true. He paused and then said, "The God of War disappeared after quelling the rebellion of the gods this time, and did not leave you a single word. It is impossible for you to join your father's disciples.
"
Speaking of this, Yang Yi suddenly remembered that his cheap dad had given him a letter before and asked Jack to deliver it.
He had never opened it and looked at it, so now was the chance.
Yang Yi found the letter from the ruins ring and opened it.
The moment the envelope was opened, a cold breath hit his face, and then, a magic circle suddenly enveloped Yang Yi.
The letter broke away from Yang Yi's hand, slowly fell to the ground, and then revealed Yang Guli's face.
He looked at Yang Yi with eyes filled with relief and said.
"Good son."
"You also know how to leave me a letter."
Yang Yi said angrily. Although this was just a trace of thoughts left by Yang Guli, he still couldn't help but complain.
After all, he hadn't seen his cheap dad for a long time.
"You bastard! How dare you speak to me like that after we haven't seen you for so long!"
Yang Guli's appearance was exactly the same as when he was in the Nine Realms, and there was no change. He puffed his beard and stared at Yang Yi.
Then he said with a smile, "Son, first of all, daddy would like to congratulate you on ascending to the land of the gods and becoming a serious god."
"But being a god is not that easy. Do you think your father and I are destined to run around?"
"That's not what you think about."
Yang Yi couldn't help but complain in a low voice, but Yang Guli continued as if he didn't hear it.
