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Chapter 676: God's Resentment

How many hairs can there be on a full-month-old baby? Plucking them out one by one, just that picture makes people feel scalp numb.

Ding Xiaoyi had a dark face and remained silent.

He knew that Wu Xiang's words were not false. In fact, the scene he saw in Kunlun Yaochi was even more miserable than this.

Use a huge millstone to torture the Yu clan bit by bit from bottom to top, grinding every inch of their bones into meat paste.

The purpose of doing this is just to listen to their screams, and they even differentiate between high and low pitches according to their age.

They can do such dehumanizing things, and Ding Xiaoyi doesn't think there's anything strange about making such a screen.

"The ancient gods are like this, how many of the new gods do you think can control them? You guys, look at the pigs, cows, horses and sheep, and that's what I'm going to end up with!"

Wuxiang's words are very simple and crude, but as long as you think about it carefully, no one can understand the truth behind it.

Talking about human nature, conscience and morality to a god is like talking to domestic animals about morality and civilization.

Can you imagine that an old sow that is about to be slaughtered pops out, points its nose at you and scolds you, saying that it has just given birth to a litter of piglets and is still crying for food, so you are going to kill it. Where is your conscience?

Don't tell me whether this will work or not. If it were you, you would immediately raise your 40-meter machete and chop down this pig that dares to rebel.

Think about how people treat animals.

Put the bears in a cage, insert a tube, and extract their bile. They will never get out of the cage until they die.

In order to eat the plump foie gras, a feed tube is inserted into the goose's belly, the goose's belly is filled up, and the goose is kept in a small cage without being allowed to move, causing them to suffer from fatty liver disease.

There are also civet cats. In order to increase production, people locked civet cats in electrified cages and were forced to eat only coffee beans. As a result, they were malnourished and became emaciated. Their death was quite painful.

Wait a minute, if you put all the bad things in the world together, you will find that all the bad things that dogs don’t do are done by humans.

When human beings have greed, there is no so-called goodness. Goodness is just a fig leaf. After it is pulled out, it becomes ugly and weird, with sharp teeth, and is much more cruel than jackals, tigers and leopards.

Even those ancient sages had only one thing to say about this: natural selection, survival of the fittest.

This sentence is appropriate when applied to humans, and it is also appropriate when applied to God.

The dragon slayer will eventually become the evil dragon, this is the truth that has not changed since ancient times.

No matter how much you think about it, you will feel cold all over your body and sweat on your back.

At this time, even Ding Xiaoyi felt on pins and needles, but he still retained a trace of rationality and was not completely fooled by Wu Xiang's words.

After all, he has not seen many of the new gods, but when it comes to the old gods, they are often seen in the underworld, such as old men and Pang Pang themselves.

Even Xie Qifanba and Ding Xiaoyi occasionally met.

In them, I did not see the ferocity and ruthlessness that Wu Xiang said, but they were more responsible for the creatures of heaven and earth.

Perhaps there are some rules and regulations, but remembering the last time the ghost came to the city, two retirees, Xie Qifanba, took the initiative to volunteer. The horror and anger in Ding Xiaoyi's eyes gradually subsided, and he regained his clarity.

It's just that he can do this, but it's difficult for others.

"Yes, the gods have no way. It doesn't matter who does it. It's just a matter of time. I did it!"

Someone stood up and said loudly.

Even the black coffin sitting next to Ding Xiaoyi looked excited. It was related to the survival of the tribe and future generations. No one would be willing to be reduced to a pig or a sheep and be slaughtered by others.

"But, if we can't get involved in Shinto, how can we destroy Shinto? Since you called us here, don't you already have a way?"

Someone asked.

In fact, this is what they are most concerned about. The principles Wu Xiang just said are as clear as a mirror to everyone's mind, but if you think about it the other way around.

If they could seize power and become gods, would they still sit here and listen to nonsense?

I guess it's important to spread the news before going out, and it's true that we should join forces to kill Wu Xiang first.

Of course, everyone knows this problem in their hearts, and Wu Xiang also knows it in his heart. As long as he sees through it without telling it, he is still a good friend.

"This matter is actually very simple. If you want to become a god, you must first ignite the divine fire. To ignite the divine fire, you must use the power of the altar to reshape the divine body. From then on, the soul and the divine way are connected, and you can achieve positive results."

Ding Xiaoyi sat aside and listened, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He found that Wu Xiang knew too many things. Even he had a partial understanding of many things, but Wu Xiang understood them clearly.

This couldn't help but make him wonder who Wu Xiang's identity was. Could it be that he was also an ancient god?

Just when I was guessing about Wu Xiang's true identity.

I saw Wuxiang actually taking out something.

"This thing is transformed by the resentment of gods and the grievances of thousands of evil ghosts. It is the best poison to pollute the gods.

You can apply this substance on your bladed weapons and it will be enough to kill any god.

In addition, as long as you throw this object into the altar, this sacred place will be polluted from now on. Anyone who wants to risk his life and light the sacred fire will only die."

Wu Xiang distributed the divine resentment to everyone. The objects were very small, about the size of an index finger. At first glance, they looked like inconspicuous glass beads.

But after actually getting it, the resentment inside was simply shocking and terrifying.

The glowing gray smoke was lingering, and it fell on the fingertips with a biting coldness. Even they, the proud ones, only lasted for less than a few minutes before feeling bursts of pain in their fingertips.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at this thing that looked like a marble, and his heart was filled with turmoil. It was made of the resentment of thousands of evil ghosts. Could it be said that it was the evil ghosts that escaped from the underworld?

Thinking of this, his expression suddenly changed. The number of endless evil ghosts escaping from the underworld can be described as overwhelming.

But for such an astonishing number of evil ghosts, he had not found even a hair for so many years. But now that he saw this bead, he already had the answer in his heart.

Obviously, these evil ghosts are probably all here, or have been subdued by Wuxiang.

This thought made Ding Xiaoyi feel more and more that Wu Xiang was definitely not a good person, and might even be a disaster.

"We have to find a way to kill him!"

The idea that the gods are ignorant and regard all living beings as stupid dogs is just an excuse in his opinion. This guy has a big plan, and it is not just for the so-called sentient beings.

There must be other purposes.

"But...even if we have the help of God's Resentment, it's okay to encounter ordinary gods. If we encounter gods who have been promoted, we..." Hei Coffin probably didn't say any more in a dignified manner.

But everyone knows the meaning. Even with this thing, if they face gods with divine power, they are still no match.

Regarding this, Wu Xiang said confidently: "We don't need to force it. When the second round of the Shinto battle comes in the future, I will naturally have a way to create opportunities for you."

As for the method, Wuxiang didn't say anything, but seeing that he was so confident, everyone temporarily put aside their confusion.

After talking about the business, Wu Xiang immediately put on a smiling face: "It's rare for everyone to come here, why not take a good rest on my Penglai Island."

After saying that, they saw the girl who had just led them into the mountain coming over with a polite voice: "Everyone, please come this way."

Although everyone still had doubts, the figure of Wuxiang disappeared quietly in front of everyone, and everyone could only hide their doubts in their hearts for the time being, waiting to ask again when they meet next time.

After everyone left.

Wuxiang's figure appeared on the water pool again, looking at the direction where everyone left, and suddenly a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

A tree branch poked out from under the water pool and turned into a faceless villain. He looked like an old man and stood beside Wuxiang and said: "Doing this will definitely cause chaos in the world. I'm worried..."

"There is nothing to worry about. This divine way that is crowned Emperor of the Tang Dynasty but is dark should have been destroyed long ago."

After that, he carefully took out a box and handed it to the faceless villain: "I'll leave the rest to you."

"yes!"

After the faceless tree man carefully took the box, the formless figure disappeared again, this time completely leaving the Awakening Dragon Pond.

Seeing this, the tree man sighed, and then quietly opened the box a crack, only to see an eyeball being quietly sealed in the box.


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