"You seem...to have a big misunderstanding of me..."
In front of him, facing Adil's question, the majestic and sacred being spoke slowly. His voice vibrated throughout the space and spread to all directions, allowing everyone in all directions to feel the majesty.
"My purpose of spreading my blood and letting different people inherit it is indeed not pure..."
His face was calm. At this moment, facing Adier's questioning, he frankly admitted what he said: "But in this process, aren't you also enjoying it?"
Looking at Adier in front of him, there was a faint light flickering in his eyes at this moment, and scenes seemed to be reflected in them.
In the distance, feeling the scenes revealed in the eyes of the God of Slaughter, Adil's eyes condensed slightly.
Among the countless scenes, scene after scene was continuously broadcast, and each character began to emerge from the perspective of each character.
In the picture, countless people obtained the blood of killing when they were weak, and then continued to kill, gaining strength and growing.
During this process, of course many people died along the way, but many more people grew up successfully, gained the power they wanted, and gained many things along the way.
Dreams, strength, power, these things are all obtained one by one during the growth of these people, and they are obtained very smoothly.
In the scene after scene, after reaching the pinnacle of life, these people have bright smiles on their faces, they are all high-spirited, and they all have a faint aura of killing in their bodies.
"Sometimes, people in the world always think that I am beguiling others, turning ordinary creatures into sons of murder, causing disputes..."
The voice of a being in the distance came out. At this moment, he spoke lightly, which was full of a sense of historical vicissitudes, as if he was telling an epic: "But in fact, sometimes it is not me who finds them, but
They took the initiative to find me..."
"Among these people, including yourself, they are able to reach where they are now smoothly, don't they also rely on my strength..."
"You have relied on my strength to reach this point. What qualifications do you have to come here to question me?"
As the words fell, voices continued to resound.
At this moment, the world in front of me seemed to be shaken by strong winds, heavy rain, and turbulent waves. The whole world began to turn upside down and became chaotic in an instant.
The voice of the God of Killing in front of him kept ringing in his mind, vibrating throughout his mind. In conjunction with the whole world, he was questioning Adil heavily, as if he was trying to dissect his entire soul and remove him from the past.
Everything was magnified and observed on the microscope, he was scolded, and he was questioned.
Some past experiences came to mind, scenes of guilt and sadness emerged spontaneously, and finally condensed in his heart, like a brand, causing Adil to feel an extreme emotion.
Adil's face was calm, feeling this emotion, he did not speak, but the light on his body still flickered, and despite the countless emotions emerging in his heart, he still did not hesitate at all.
What the God of Killing in front of me said seems to make some sense, but if you think about it carefully, it makes no sense at all.
What the God of Killing said sounded to Adier like a drug trafficker's excuse.
Drug dealers defend themselves by saying that there are real people who need drugs, so they exist.
It's not that drug addicts appear because of their existence, but that they do it because someone needs them.
The words seem to make some sense, but if you want to clean yourself up, you will directly ignore all the things you have done in this process, the various benefits you have gained, and the various sufferings caused by yourself.
Ignore...
It's a bit too shameless.
"I don't deny that you have indeed helped a lot of people..."
In front of him, Adil took a deep breath and looked at the majestic and sacred God of Slaughter in front of him, his expression gradually becoming indifferent.
"Some people are born humble, but have ambitions in their hearts..."
"Some people are born desolate, with missing relatives and few friends..."
"Some people are unwilling to be ordinary and strive to make progress..."
"These people have all benefited from you..."
He pointed at the pictures that appeared on the God of Slaughter in front of him, pointing at those figures that were either in a miserable situation, were unwilling to be ordinary, or were born to be humble.
"But... there are still some people..."
Then, he changed the topic and looked at the God of Slaughter in front of him, wondering if there were any other emotions in his eyes at this moment.
"Their family is happy..."
An ordinary picture appeared on Adil's body. At that time, there was a family of three, the parents looked after the children, and the children grew up under the care of their parents, a happy and complete scene.
"They are ordinary..."
In another scene, an ordinary middle-aged man looked around, busy around, living an ordinary life day after day.
"They work their way up..."
The third picture appears in it. A young man writes hard and writes hard, constantly training himself, just to get that little chance to move forward one step further.
Later, more pictures emerged on Adier.
Some people live peacefully, some people have happy families, some people are busy, but at least they are fulfilled, some people are humble but still alive, some people are in a difficult situation, but they still have concerns in their hearts...
Scenes of the most ordinary scenes just appeared on Adil's figure, forming a strong contrast with the scenes of spectacular and epic scenes that appeared on the god of killing opposite.
Just like the scenes that appeared on the God of Slaughter opposite, these scenes that appeared on Adil were also scenes that Adil had personally witnessed.
I have traveled through countless worlds and experienced many things in countless worlds. Among the experiences of countless worlds, what occupies the main body is not some lively and colorful scenes, but is precisely made of these ordinary mortals.
Including Adil himself, he was also one of these ordinary people in his previous life.
And then, a series of changes began to occur in the next moment.
A torrent of blood slowly rushed out, and along with the scenes that appeared on the God of Slaughter opposite, the scenes that appeared on Adil also began to change.
As the blood of killing continues to decline, sons of killing are born one after another. Either in order to get rid of their humble status, or to realize their ambitions, or to make themselves no longer ordinary, they embark on their own journey.
They walked on the path arranged by the God of Slaughter, and then the bit of killing blood in their bodies began to move forward, killing all the way.
Ordinary people are constantly being massacred, originally happy families are torn apart, and people they care about pass away one by one. On the marble, pieces of white bones stand, which is the scene left after being absorbed by the blood of killing.
With the rise of each Son of Slaughter, countless people's peaceful lives have been affected. Order has been disrupted, and an atmosphere of chaos has enveloped everything.
Behind the rise of the Son of Slaughter is not only the epic glory that is praised by thousands of people, but also the endless mountains of corpses and seas of corpses.
Behind the rise of every Son of Slaughter is the slaughter of endless lives, and the slaughter of countless ordinary people.
"You said that you used your killing blood to change the fate of many people and bring the gospel to many people..."
Adil raised his head and looked at the God of Slaughter in the distance: "Then what should you say to these people who have suffered because of you?"
As the faint words fell, waves of ripples continued to appear in place.
Faintly, you can hear the sigh of the God of Slaughter in front of you, as well as a voice that is getting colder.
"You have melted my essence, which means you are going to be my enemy..."
"It's still too late to quit now and choose to give up that authority..."
A faint cold voice kept coming from the space in front of me.
Under Adil's gaze, the majestic existence in front of him, as majestic as the vast continent, began to collapse. His body seemed to have become rigid, and the brilliance all over his body began to melt and gradually dissipate in place.
At the last moment, the figure in front of him began to dissipate, dissipated in mid-air, and finally turned into a bit of golden essence, and began to gradually integrate into Adil's body.
boom!!
In the outside world, the moment the figure of the God of Slaughter disappeared, golden flames suddenly became powerful.
That golden flame began to burn blazingly. At this moment, the powerful fire of life was catalyzed to the extreme and gradually merged with Adil's body.
Under the forging of this powerful fire of life, that little bit of golden blood began to dissipate, and the little bit of divine essence contained in it was finally stripped out, turned into pure power under the burning of the flame, and merged into
Adier's body.
Bang!!
A soft sound resounded in place, and at that moment it seemed to resound throughout the entire world, causing ripples in all directions and making the entire world begin to tremble slightly.
The will of the material world began to boil. At this moment, it seemed that the appearance of Adil was felt. The people of the material world began to rejoice, cheering for the birth of a demigod.
The old body continues to melt, and new flesh and blood begins to appear.
At this moment, a brand new demigod body appeared before his eyes, completely revealing his majesty at this moment.
The faint golden blood flows in Adier's body, carrying a sense of holiness and majesty that belongs only to God.
At this moment, Adil looked like a god, and the aura around his body seemed to have changed, becoming more powerful and more terrifying.
The huge domain that had been spreading continuously and almost covering the entire wilderness began to slowly disappear. At this moment, with the end of Adil's promotion, it reintegrated into Adil's body.
Light golden blood flowed in the body. At this moment, the divine fire in Adil's body began to burn, illuminating his entire body with incomparable brilliance.
He stood there, and at this moment the silver sword appeared in his hand, the sword pointed at the sky, and a bit of sword energy spread out without any concealment.