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Chapter seven hundred and seventy first difficult choice

He Xie already got the answer he wanted, and he had nothing more to ask.

The question before him now is——

what to do?

He didn't think about what the creator god Ilúvatar wanted to do, because he could never guess it.

The reason why people fear God actually stems from the unknown.

And this kind of unknown comes from the difference in status. Just like when He Xie was the emperor, no mortal could guess his thoughts.

Maybe Ilúvatar is just curious - Huh? Why did a bug get into my bowl? How did it get in? What was it doing?

Maybe he has deeper thoughts.

Who knows?

When He Xie once wanted to kill a person, that person was grateful to him before he died, and was full of regrets that he died before he succeeded. What a human emperor can do, gods can only do better.

So, I can't resist.

But He Xie didn't want to put himself on the stage, let the Creator watch and study, and finally let the other person decide his own destiny.

What worries He Xie most now is - can he still leave?

Could the system want to change its owner?

Recalling what happened in the past, He Xie weighed and deduced various possibilities over and over in his mind. His expression was gloomy and uncertain, but in the eyes of others, they thought he was afraid.

There was a strange expression on Thranduil's face, which seemed to be a mixture of sadness and fear, but also fear and hatred.

"After the Era of Two Lights, there was no sun in the sky at that time." Thranduil slowly said, "The gods exiled our ancestors to Middle-earth, leaving us to face thousands of years of darkness alone... But back then,

Morgoth, also the son of God."

He looked at He Xie: "There is only one way God can appear in front of the world, and that is mercy, and mercy always appears in the most desperate moments. Dragon Knight He, only when you are desperate enough, God will appear.

In front of you, let you obtain salvation."

His words were unclear and secretive, but He Xie still felt the complex emotions of fear, respect, and resentment of the elves towards the gods.

In fact, for God, the so-called justice and evil, light and darkness are just like his good children and naughty children, there is no difference at all.

Thranduil naturally believed that gods should protect light and hate darkness. This was just wishful thinking on his part.

And he believes that God's attention is not a fatal thing for He Xie. The so-called crying child has milk, but as long as He Xie is miserable, Father God will still feel sorry for him.

This is what he took for granted.

The problem with He Xie is that he is someone else's child.

Can other people's children... be the same?

If someone else’s child cries, will he get milk?

He Xie looked up at the stars and couldn't speak to himself for a long time.

Woo woo woo...

At this time, the Orc army had completely assembled, and the Mammoth Legion had even begun to charge forward.

In the empty space in the southwest, a huge Balrog with its whole body burning with flames was also roaring towards this side.

In mid-air, three Ringwraiths were circling on flying monsters, gazing at this side with hateful and malicious eyes.

The war is about to break out.

Smaug began to shake uneasily, smelling the breath of death.

In such a battle, He Xie himself knew very well that even if the elves sincerely helped him and were driven by him, the outcome would be 50-50.

And if he faced it alone, he would probably have a narrow escape from death.

"Is this what you want to see? Do you want to see my choices? Or do you want to see what I will do if I am forced into a desperate situation? Creator God?"

He Xie's mind was full of thoughts.

He felt that he was making the most difficult choice of his life!

To please the gods in exchange for their mercy?

Or do you just ignore it, go your own way, win without any regrets, and die?

Or—compromise to the system?

"Master, I have an immature suggestion." Smaug scratched the ground with one paw anxiously.

He Xie lowered his head and looked at Smaug.

Smaug made a flattering smile: "Your loyal servant has no intention of questioning your power. I just want to say, must we be enemies of Sauron? If it is not particularly necessary, maybe we should talk to him in person.

Chat, there is no need to fight with his slaves."

These words made Legolas' expression suddenly change.

But He Xie's expression was a little more serious, and he was even obviously thinking about Smaug's words.

"What if we have to fight?" He Xie asked.

"That's it..." Smaug looked back at the approaching army and spoke faster, "Master, first of all, I declare that your dragon fruit is absolutely loyal to you, and your will will be my direction.

As long as you point your sword, dragon fruit will never let you down. But..."

"But I have to mention that the magic you cast on my body is affecting my performance and limiting my power. There is also a tiny bit, I mean only a tiny bit, that is affecting my performance.

My loyalty to you..."

Smaug said flatteringly while carefully observing the changes in He Xie's expression.

But He Xie just looked thoughtful, which made it feel quite excited, so it said in a more gentle and flattering tone: "If the master can kindly remove the magic from my body, I think it will make you happy."

The dragon fruit will offer you unreserved loyalty and bravery, and when fighting, you will have double the strength and bravery."

Its tone was slightly bewitching: "Think about it, my master, a dragon fruit with twice the power. It fights to the death for you and devotes all its loyalty and strength. That will definitely make you more invincible."

He Xie looked at Smaug in a daze.

He knew very well what Smaug was thinking. It was about to fly away when disaster struck.

Seeing He Xie facing so many enemies, Smaug believed that He Xie was in danger but had little chance, but it had its lifeline in He Xie's hands, so it couldn't just run away and had to make plans for itself in advance.

The timing for it to make this suggestion was very delicate, as He Xie was facing life and death.

If He Xie rejects Smaug, then with Smaug's character, he will probably pretend that nothing happened, but He Xie will have to be careful next, because Smaug will definitely try every means and use every opportunity to deceive him.

Don't give Smaug the chance to turn his back on the guest.

And if He Xie agrees to Smaug, then there is a high probability that Smaug will fight for He Xie.

But at the most dangerous or critical moment, Smaug will definitely leave He Xie among the thousands of troops and fly away.

Smaug chose to have a showdown with He Xie in a subtle way at this time. It thought it had pinpointed He Xie's bloodline, but in fact, He Xie had many ways to deal with it.

This evil dragon is destined to be unable to escape the enslavement of He Xie.

"Is this relationship somewhat similar to the one between myself and the system at this moment?" He Xie thought in a daze.

"If I were Smaug, how would I get rid of myself?"


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