Chapter 118 The Sword of the King of the Human Race
Chapter 118 The Sword of the King of the Human Race
"...I really still don't like you."
After being silent for a while, Fengzhu leaned against the cold door surface of the airship behind him, and then calmly said the above sentence to Ye Huang.
It stands to reason that with Ye Huang's current attitude of not caring about life and death, Feng Zhu should be happy.
After all, in this case, it will be much easier for him if he wants to obtain the Godhead of the God of Destiny.
However, perhaps because he has been struggling to survive for so many years, when he heard Ye Huang's answer that seemed to take his own life seriously, he couldn't be happy at all.
——That's why he didn't want to associate feelings with survival.
This will make what was originally a simple exchange of interests more complicated and elusive.
It even made him more irritable.
If possible, in fact, Feng Zhu would like to directly present all kinds of information and objects that can be traded, or a series of conditions such as how many years he will serve the god in exchange for making him a god .
In fact, when he first became Ye Huang's subordinate officer, he already had this idea.
After all, he is the only human being in the tenth universe so far who has completed a hundred basic titles before he became an adult. He thinks that his potential is generally passable in the entire tenth universe.
Besides, the three main gods don't seem to care much about who becomes a god.
Therefore, if he really wants to use this as a condition to trade with the other party, the feasibility of this matter should be quite high.
However, everything he had planned before seemed to be so inexplicably derailed after he really became the subordinate officer of the God of Death.
Now he has found out.
Sometimes love is really a deadly thing to talk about.
But having said that, judging from Ye Huang's answer just now, it seems that the prerequisite for him to obtain the other party's godhead really is the other party's death.
Feng Zhu didn't really care too much about this kind of thing that was expected.
Anyway, he didn't intend to do it from the beginning.
Not only because this approach is too risky for him, if he fails, he will face the pursuit of the strongest in the universe and the gods of the entire first universe, but also because he is not the kind who will follow the tenth A person who moves step by step with the will of the universe.
If he had been so obedient, he would never have left Storm Star at all, let alone left Central Territory twice.
Besides, Feng Zhu has been doubting one thing.
The 【? ?The title introduction of this title says "Now you are only one Godhead that matches you with that so-called god".
Although theoretically speaking, the godhead that suits him best should be destiny, but what if he chooses a godhead that doesn't match him?
If this is the case, will he not be able to use that godhead to become a god because the godhead does not match, or will he still be able to become a god but just not as strong?
And what Fengzhu doubts is whether the will of the tenth universe is using this introduction and comments to mislead him.
So what he thought from beginning to end was to try with other godheads first.
After all, he just wanted to become a god.
Compared with it, it doesn't matter to him whether he reaches the sky in one step or not.
Besides, if he really chooses another godhead, then the difficulty for him to obtain the godhead will obviously plummet.
Maybe there is even a god who has lived too long and is tired of living, so he is willing to give up his godhood to him?
At least the other gods seem to be much easier to communicate with than the God of Fate.
After reading this, Fengzhu actually felt a sense of depression.
At a certain moment, he didn't even want to think about how to obtain the godhead, nor did he want to think about Ye Huang's indescribable and fatal feelings, and then he just turned around and left.
But just when he raised his eyes to look at Ye Huang again, an inexplicable premonition suddenly floated in his heart.
He suddenly felt that maybe he shouldn't choose to meet Yehuang today.
Because Ye Huang's expression at this moment is really...
"I'm convinced too. Even if you want to reject him, don't say it in person, right?"
Red Snake, who was staying in the control cabin at the moment, was looking at the scene outside the airship through the big screen in the cabin.
When it heard that Feng Zhu was clearly rejecting Ye Huang's words, it couldn't help but sighed and said the above words.
This seems to be the third time that Fengzhu has bluntly rejected that god.
It doesn't know what to say to Fengzhu's character who always wants to clearly distinguish emotion and reason.
It's just that after seeing Yehuang's gloomy and creepy face now, even though Red Snake knew that this man didn't want to get hurt at all, it still aimed its tail at the space jump button in the control cabin.
Because now Yehuang looks like he is going crazy.
If this guy really went crazy, then the moment Feng Zhu walked into the airship, he would simply press the space jump button and flee for his life with that heart-piercing kid.
In fact, not long after, even Feng Zhu felt that Ye Huang was really going crazy.
The sky is a bit gloomy today, and the lights are not turned on in the separate airship docking area at this moment.
And after the god in the pitch-black robe snorted inexplicably, the dim light walked towards him step by step.
At this time, Ye Huang lowered his eyes halfway, and the habitual indifference and desolation in those dark golden eyes seemed to have subsided a bit.
However, as Ye Huang gradually approached, as the hazy light streaked across his tall and explosive body and cast a dark shadow in front of the airship against which the wind candle was leaning, he seemed to be vaguely aware of something. Feng Zhu subconsciously tightened his nerves, then frowned and silently stared at the god of death in front of him.
In the next second, Ye Huang lowered his head and clasped Feng Zhu's cold right hand.
Immediately afterwards, while clasping Feng Zhu's right hand, the man lifted Feng Zhu's clasped hand inch by inch until it touched his heart.
Feng Zhu, who is only one step away from Ye Huang now, can even clearly see this man scratching the black robe at his heart and his extremely fierce body with his dark and evil fingertips at this moment, Then Ye Huang exerted a little force on the hand holding his right hand, as if he wanted to let his fingertips slowly penetrate into his heart along the wound.
Yehuang did not hesitate in this series of actions.
So much so that when Feng Zhu touched the hot blood flowing from Ye Huang's heart, he was a little absent-minded for the first time.
And at the moment when he suddenly came back to his senses, Feng Zhu suddenly lifted his wrist, and turned his right hand, which was supposed to be pierced into his heart by Ye Huang, into the one that was gradually being pressed against the guy's heart. On the blood-soaked robe.
At the same time, Feng Zhu finally cursed unbearably: "Fuck."
After scolding, he immediately raised his eyes to look at Ye Huang with an ugly expression, and then said to the god word by word:
"Yehuang, you're a fucking lunatic!"
Feng Zhu really didn't expect Ye Huang to be so indifferent to his own life.
—He is his weakness.
So if he really stabbed into this guy's heart just now, even if his vitality was strong enough to recover quickly even if his heart was injured, he would probably really die.
Because Ye Huang's divine power is very likely to have no effect on the injuries caused by his own weaknesses.
Thinking of this, Feng Zhu couldn't help thinking that he shouldn't meet Ye Huang today again.
This lunatic really can't understand human words.
Even if he went crazy, he might even lose his own life.
It is precisely because of this that all his plans and reason seem to have become completely useless in front of this unscrupulous god of death.
"Ye Huang, what exactly do you want to do?"
So under extreme irritability, Feng Zhu asked Ye Huang the above question again.
Can't this guy be the strongest god in the universe as before, and then lean on the cold throne with his eyes closed all the year round?
In this regard, Ye Huang suddenly laughed lowly.
And this time his answer was not "I want to see you."
He just stared down at the wind candle in front of him, and finally said in a hoarse and low voice:
- "Crown you."
At that moment, Feng Zhu subconsciously remembered the second hymn he read to Ye Huang before.
To be more precise, what he remembered was the last sentence of the hymn he improvised in the Temple of Death a year ago.
And that sentence is: "I firmly believe that one day, even the most impermanent fate will bow his head and crown him."
This is his hymn to Ye Huang.
But at Ye Huang's mouth at this moment, everything seemed to be completely reversed.
So this is really... fate is very unpredictable.
After thinking of that sentence, Fengzhu looked at the wound on Yehuang's heart that was scratched by the god himself and was almost healed now, and finally asked in a tone that could not hear the joy or anger:
"So you're taking your life to crown me?"
After Ye Huang heard the words, he laughed again, and the next answer he gave was:
"Feng Zhu, before I met you, death meant nothing to me."
"But now, I don't want to die."
Although Ye Huang couldn't remember the reason why he split into four personalities, he still had a vague impression of the fact that he was the God of Destiny.
That's why he said the words to crown Fengzhu.
And just like what he said just now, he is still reluctant to die.
——Because Fengzhu is still alive.
Then Feng Zhu heard Ye Huang continue to say in that hoarse voice with a smile:
"Feng Zhu, you don't want me to die either."
I didn't stab into your heart because I didn't want to be an enemy of the entire first universe, and I didn't want to follow the arrangement of the tenth universe's cosmic will to become a god of destiny.
Besides, at this moment, Fengzhu can also list a lot of reasons to explain why he didn't take advantage of the trend to let Ye Huang die.
But he didn't say anything after all.
Because he didn't need to explain anything to Ye Huang.
What's more, the words he was thinking at this time seemed to be inexplicably self-deceiving to others.If he really said it, it might have the opposite effect.
So after Ye Huang's voice fell, Feng Zhu just silently withdrew his right hand that was held by Ye Huang just now.
And Ye Huang didn't stop his move, he just stared at him quietly with his dark golden eyes down.
At this moment, the man's eyes seemed to no longer have the dark and indifferent eyes of the past.
For a moment, Feng Zhu even felt that Ye Huang's eyes were like flames lit up.
At that moment, he suddenly realized that this god seemed to really have some kind of warm and obscure emotion for him.
And that kind of emotion, some people will probably call it "love".
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