Countless strange blood-colored palms pressed against him, and ancient whispers could still be vaguely heard, tempting him to fall further and further into depravity.
"Evil God!!"
"I won't give in to you!!"
The Elf Lord was still struggling, making his final resistance and effort. The stamens of life were trembling crazily, and more pure life energy spurted out from the stamens.
Liquid!!
The energy of the law of life truly formed a liquid state, irrigating Gu Fan and the Bloody Butcher.
That feeling is very strange. Although the life energy is liquid, it can breathe normally inside, and every breath is refreshing.
It's no use.
The holy energy of life does not seem to be Gufan's nemesis.
On the contrary, Gu Fan also felt very comfortable. The feeling of having his pores opened and every inch of his skin being touched made people want to lie down here and take a good nap and enjoy themselves.
"Okay."
"Stop pretending to be a big-tailed wolf."
Gu Fan is called the Blood God, but his words are very vulgar, without any sense of the sacredness of a "god".
"You and I are both mortal."
"I have been in this world for so long that I have forgotten who I am."
Gu Fan sneered, sarcastically, and mocked.
god?
He is not a god.
Gu Fan knows exactly who he is.
Even if the power is as powerful as that of gods, they are still just human beings. In the final analysis, they are all mutated and upgraded step by step in the apocalypse.
"You have been here for a thousand years and have forgotten the fact that you are human."
"I really think of myself as a magic stick... When I talk, I can't do without light and darkness, holiness and evil, evil gods or some kind of patron saint."
Gu Fan's eyes were cold, mercilessly sarcastic at the elf lord in front of him, and his palm suddenly covered his Heavenly Spirit Cap.
"Remember who you were originally."
Hell!!
The extremely strong consciousness of killing was surging crazily.
The door to purgatory is completely opened, and the hell realm is the ultimate power of Gu Fan. It almost tears a gap in this world and leads to another world.
corrupt.
infestation.
The Elf Lord's body was transformed bit by bit, the blood spread on his skin, and the light in his eyes slowly faded.
who I am??
Where do I come from??
Where am I going??
That seems to be the most classic and unsolvable problem in the world.
The Elf Lord only felt that his consciousness was like an onion, being peeled off layer by layer, revealing the core truth inside.
who I am??
I have been fighting in this world for thousands of years.
I have been protecting this world for thousands of years.
I am the son of the great Elf God and one of the strongest Elf Lords.
I am the general who guards the borders of the empire, I hold the core of life, and I am the king of this area.
But why... I have so much power and gained so much glory, but I always feel so empty??
emptiness.
Yes, it is emptiness.
Because all this is false?
Because is this all a game??
Yes.
This is not the real world.
This is a weird constructed world where we are just consciousnesses trapped here.
But after acting for a long time, everything becomes real, and a thousand years can completely dilute the reality.
Consciousness is constantly being washed away.
The murderous intention has pushed aside the layers of fantasy, and the thousand years of glorious battles are just a big dream and a game in the Spring and Autumn Period.
Thousands of years ago...even before this world was created, he had another life in another place.
At that time, he was a monk.
At that time, he was cultivating in the fairyland and reciting scriptures every day, which provided him with endless power of faith.
He knelt down in front of the statue and murmured. It took a thousand years like this before he got a chance to "reincarnate" and came to the current world and became an elf lord.
Is this the truth??
Am I a monk?
No!!
It's more complicated than that.
The murderous intent is still piercing through, peeling away to a more core position.
The elf lord felt that his consciousness was going through the motions. Thousands of years were like a movie going backwards, and everything he encountered in his life was clear.
Go back to a previous life.
Just when the elf lord thought that he was a monk, something more core appeared in front of him.
It was a strange world.
It was a world full of monsters, corpses, and alien species.
It was a world that couldn't be more real, and he lived like an ant.
How is that possible?
I am an ant, an ordinary person??
I am not a lofty cultivator, nor am I an elf lord admired by all, but a mortal who cannot be more ordinary.
It's more than that.
Before the end of the world, the real world is revealed.
From the time of birth, to babbling and talking, calling mom and dad, we grow up step by step, to elementary school, to high school, and finally to college.
It was a world that was extremely ordinary, without waves, yet so real that it was outrageous.
"Li Chao!!"
"My name is Li Chao!!"
Peeling away the layers, the Elf Lord discovered that the origin of his name was an extremely ordinary family.
There are probably hundreds of thousands of people named Li Chao in the whole of China, and he is just one of them, and the most ordinary one.
Is this the truth?
I am just an ordinary college graduate, this is the reality??
No...it's hard to believe...
More than 20 years.
Just over 20 years.
It is extremely short-lived for itself.
Li Chao practiced on the sacred mountain for a thousand years and fought in this world for a thousand years, which was a full 2000 years.
In comparison, 20 years of ordinary life is just a drop in the ocean.
The short period of 20 years is probably just a dream for a Taoist practitioner, or the time for a grand banquet of an elf lord.
That short life, compared to the brilliance of these 2000 years, is simply not worth mentioning and fleeting in the blink of an eye.
But why...they are the most real.
But why...they are the most unforgettable.
I am Li Chao.
My true identity is Li Chao, an extremely ordinary person.
I...I...I...
The Elf Lord knelt on the ground, crying bitterly, and at this time, the bloody murderous intent had completely washed away his blood.
"Okay, Li Chao."
"You, like Wang Yan, know the truth about this world."
"The time of 2000 years has not been in vain, and you are no longer a mortal in essence. Even a pig has become a spirit after living in the virtual world for 2000 years."
Gu Fan did not denigrate his past experiences.
Although these 2000 years of experience are fake, my mental power has actually increased, and the experiences I have gained are also real.
He just got lost and forgot who he was.
"None of us are gods."
Gu Fan stretched out his hand, pulled Li Chao up, and said calmly.