Against the Gods

“No nonsense.” The middle-aged man behind the God Qi Heng said, “Why do you have to do this?”

“No nonsense… No nonsense? Hahaha… Hahahahaha!” Pan Buwang raised his head and laughed wildly, letting the wine in the jar pour over his body: “Listen to the name of the Son of God that the Father God gave me back then, it was really far-sighted. Now that I have been trampled into the mud, the Father God will never have to worry about my arrogance in this life… Hey hahaha…”

Pan Yusheng’s face became more and more gloomy, and even a faint black air rose between his eyebrows. The middle-aged man hurriedly took a half step forward, using his expression to signal Pan Yusheng to calm down, and then said: "Buwang, although you are no longer the son of God, your father God has never thought of abandoning you. If he didn't miss you, how could he..."

"Shut up, you old thing."

Pan Buwang glanced at him, with a crooked mouth corner with deep mockery: "Back then, you vowed to assist me with your life and never abandon me. But when Pan Buzhuo stepped on my head, you didn't even want to fart. You are such a bastard, and you are qualified to teach me a lesson? I tui~~"

A mouthful of thick phlegm mixed with the pungent smell of alcohol was really sprayed at the two people.

Pan Buwang, in the entire abyss, few people don't know this name.

Because this was the name of the son of God in the former Xiaodie Divine Kingdom.

Unfortunately, it was in the past.

Every era of the Six Divine Kingdoms in the Abyss will spare no effort to find the next successor of God. Every time a new God Successor appears, it is the biggest happy event of a great God Kingdom in the entire era.

And this generation, several God Kingdoms have more than one God Successor who has awakened the Godhead.

For example, the Kingdom of Eternal Night, the Kingdom of Dreamweaver... Even the Kingdom of Owl Butterfly, which has the weakest overall strength and has the most difficulty in appearing a God Successor, has a second God Successor in a very short period of time.

The first one is Pan Buwang. His canonization ceremony of the Son of God that year was a sensation in the world, and even the Emperor Yuan personally attended... This is a supreme honor that the sons and goddesses of other God Kingdoms will never have.

However, in just two thousand years, the Kingdom of Owl Butterfly has awakened the second God Successor.

And his Godhead and talent are all above him.

For any God Kingdom, the inheritance of the true God is above all else. Without a doubt, the only one who can become the Son of God is the best.

The Kingdom of Owl Butterfly has never had a precedent of two God Successors in one era. Pan Buwang also became the first Son of God to be abolished in the history of the Kingdom of Owl Butterfly.

He had naively thought that the fate of the Son of God being abandoned was just a thing of the past... but the reality was that he was trampled into the abyss.

Once, he had the greatest aura of the Owl Butterfly Kingdom, enjoying rights and resources that others dared not indulge in. His brothers and sisters, and even elders, were all respectful and even servile to him.

And when he suddenly fell from the peak, the admiration and flattery he once had became an unbearable shame in many people's eyes. They would double their ridicule, mockery, and even trample on him in order to pursue a certain twisted balance.

Moreover, in the eyes of the new Son of God, this former Son of God was undoubtedly a threat... Trampling on this threat and stepping him into the mud where he could no longer emerge was to cater to the Son of God and the future Owl Butterfly God.

"Asshole!"

Pan Yusheng was full of anger and swung his palm.

With a loud bang, Pan Buwang was slapped away fiercely, and a column of blood spurted out in the air.

Pan Yusheng's palm tightened. He didn't expect Pan Buwang to not resist at all.

After all, Pan Buwang was his most beloved and proud son, so how could he be completely heartless? He regretted the moment he made the move, but as a god, how could he speak softly? He snorted coldly.

Pan Buwang rolled to the ground, lying on the ground, spitting out blood several times. When he raised his head, he laughed more and more crazily and sarcasticly: "Hahaha... Thank you, Father God, for taking the time out of your endless busy schedule to teach me a lesson personally, this useless son, hahaha..."

Almost every word he said would spit out pieces of blood foam. Pan Yusheng turned his head and spoke a little slower: "Buwang, I know you are upset. But, the inheritance of the Kingdom of God is above all else, you should understand..."

"I understand, of course I understand."

He raised his upper body tremblingly: "I am unwilling to be stripped of the title of Son of God, but I have no resentment or hatred. That's right, the inheritance of the Kingdom of God is above all else. If there is a God heir who is better than me, he should be the Son of God! As a direct heir, I should take the initiative to give in."

"Those who used to flatter me pity and mock me, those who used to kowtow to me want to break the dignity they gave me into a thousand times of humiliation... I can bear all of this. Even if I am not the Son of God, I am still a person who has awakened the godhood. As long as I work hard enough, my future achievements will be enough to make them regret their faces today."

He raised his head suddenly, his eyes Gradually it became as red as the blood on the corner of his lips: "But... why... why did you harm my mother!"

Pan Yusheng said in a deep voice: "I said it! Your mother committed suicide because she was deposed as the Queen of Gods. It has nothing to do with anyone... let alone the Queen of Gods."

"Hahahaha!" Pan Buwang laughed bitterly: "Do you believe this yourself!"

"That bitch stole my Si Xiang Magic Crystal for Pan Buzhuo and was captured by my mother. Such a serious crime should be announced to the whole clan, and it would not be too much to abolish or exile her."

"But my mother is kind-hearted. As a mother, she only ordered people to cut off her arms, and did not make the matter public, let alone tell the Father God. But that bitch held a grudge, and on the first day of becoming the Queen of Gods, she mocked and humiliated my mother in every way..."

His teeth made a "clack" sound: "It is indeed impossible for her to kill my mother herself. But with her current status, she only needs a word... or even a glance to signal, and someone will naturally do it for her! Father God, are you really... are you really completely unaware!"

"Enough!"

Pan Yusheng didn't want to listen to him anymore: "Yes or no, it doesn't matter to me or to this kingdom of the owl and butterfly. You should accept your fate."

"And." His posture and words were cold and ruthless like an supreme king: "Don't think I don't know that you are so ugly now, not only because of your mother, but also..."

"That goddess of the eternal night who was abandoned like you is ruthless!"

When the three words "God is ruthless" were heard, Pan Buwang, who had been like a madman, was struck by lightning, and his half-paralyzed body suddenly froze there.

"As the former son of the owl and butterfly god, you actually abandoned yourself for just two women. Just for this reason, you are not worthy of the word "son of god"!"

He snorted heavily, no longer looked at Pan Buwang, and left with his sleeves.

After walking a long way, the middle-aged man said, "Your Majesty, Buwang is just temporarily unable to bear the gap..."

"Don't mention him anymore." Pan Yusheng raised his hand fiercely: "If he wants to rot, just rot there completely, and don't worry about it in the future."

"Well... okay." The middle-aged man nodded: "In this way, it is not completely a bad thing. At least there is no need to worry that he will have the ability and ambition to compete with Buzhuo in the future, causing unpredictable instability."

Pan Yusheng agreed with this in silence.

Bang!

After Qiheng God left, Pan Buwang completely collapsed there, silent for a long time, like a cold corpse of drunken death.

But there was blood at the corners of his mouth and tears at the corners of his eyes.

Heartless... Heartless...

Your name is Heartless, and the world says you are the witch of the eternal night who must never be approached...

But... when I fell from the peak to the dust, everyone pitied me, mocked me, and insulted me... brothers, sisters, elders, friends I thought I was, and even Father God... they all changed...

But only you looked at me with the same eyes as before... Only you reached out to me in the quagmire... Only you were willing to believe that my mother was killed by that bitch...

I was shocked to hear that you were abandoned like me, and I was nine parts shocked and painful, but also one part of despicable secret joy. Because we are both abandoned, there will be no more obstacles between you and me.

But why...

You are so forever...

Heartless...Heartless...Are you really heartless...

Between you and me, can it only be a pitiful dream after all...

Dream...

The turbid eyes regained some focus.

He slowly got up, his movements were as stiff as a dead tree being dragged.

Dream... Dreamweaving...

He raised his head and looked into the distance in a daze. There, the Kingdom of Dreamweaving was located.

Dreams are fine. Ruthless, let me see you again...

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Yun Che sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and concentrated. With Hua Caili by his side, he could be defenseless.

During the time he was with Hua Caili, he no longer practiced. When he entered into a state of meditation, he silently sensed the flow of Yuan Chen, and deepened his harmony with Yuan Chen invisibly and breathlessly.

It was just that this process was absolutely impossible for others to detect, let alone understand.

"Mr. Yun! I seem to have another enlightenment. Come and try with me!"

The girl's voice, like the sound of nature, rang in his ears, and then his wrist was grasped by a jade-smooth snow-white hand, pulling him up from the ground.

The action was without any delay, and it was extremely natural.

The girl danced like a butterfly, and the Liyun Sword stabbed Yun Che lightly. It was a silent sword, but it contained a thousand sword intentions. She was excited and eager to show Yun Che another small breakthrough in her Heaven-Breaking Sword.

Yun Che tilted his lips slightly, and without saying much, the Heaven-Slaying Demon-Slaying Sword blasted out, responding to the thousand changes with the same opening and closing.

After breaking the "taboo" for the first time, the "bottom line" will quietly give in every time thereafter until it becomes natural.

Hua Caili's touch on Yun Che was like this.

During this period, she would hold Yun Che's arm tightly for half an hour every day to try to sense the so-called "empty sword intention" that made her endlessly yearn for it.

Now, she, whose every hair has been protected to the extreme since she was a child, can naturally pull Yun Che over with her hands to practice sword with her.

The collision of heavy sword and light sword, power and mystery, stirred up beautiful sword light and roaring storm in the dim space.

Hua Qingying watched silently. These days, she clearly felt that since she had been walking with Yun Che, Hua Caili's swordsmanship had improved significantly faster.

Could it be that the sword intent she sensed from Yun Che... really had some magical benefits?

Boom!

The sound of the sword was deafening, and Yun Che's violent sword power was split into thousands of pieces, turning into a vortex that rushed in all directions, lifting the sleeves of the two people high.

The two swords touched each other, and their eyes looked at each other across the sword. Hua Caili's eyebrows curved and smiled sweetly: "How is it? Is there a lot more changes than yesterday?"

Without the affirmation and praise that Yun Che always gave, Yun Che in front of her actually stared at her blankly, without any reaction to her words, as if he had lost his soul.

Hua Caili was startled, and then suddenly realized something, and quickly reached out to her cheek... but did not touch the layer of veil that she had long been accustomed to.

Just now, with a sword, her veil was swept down by a wisp of broken sword wind, and she didn't know where it flew to.

The face of the number one goddess in the abyss world was so close, and it was revealed before Yun Che’s eyes without leaving out anything.

He stared at her in amazement, whispering: "I finally know what the moon in the sky is... snow between the clouds..."

Unable to find the mist, the girl Xueyu's hand subconsciously covered her lips. But the panic was unexpectedly short-lived. She moved her hand away, smiled as before, and looked into the man's eyes steadily, her beautiful eyes shining: "This is the first time I've heard such a nice compliment. Hee, you are worthy of being Mr. Yun."

She had long been accustomed to the distraction and praise of her appearance.

But this time, the feeling seemed to be a little different.

A kind of... joy that I had never had before?

Yun Che hurriedly looked away, and the Heaven-Slaying Sword also slanted to the ground. He seemed to suppress the slight confusion in his heart, and then said sincerely: "I knew that Sister Qu must be a heavenly figure, but I didn't expect that... unexpectedly..."

It seemed that for a moment, he couldn't find any words to describe her appearance and his surprise.

"Mr. Yun is the one who looks good." She smiled and praised in return, and this sentence was also sincere and flawless.

At least, of all the men she had seen in her life, the only one who could surpass Yun Che in appearance was Uncle Yuanhuang, whom she respected the most after her relatives.

Yun Che smiled and shook his head, and said with deep admiration: "How can my mortal appearance... be compared with Sister Qu's divine appearance. If I hadn't seen Sister Qu, I would never have imagined in my life that a woman could be so beautiful... that even miracles are not enough to describe it."

Hua Caili laughed "puff", and with a wave of her jade hand, the drifting veil had been brought back to her hand, but she did not cover her cheek again, but directly put it away, then leaned forward, got closer to Yun Che, and smiled mischievously: "Then Mr. Yun, look at me more every day, and you can also use these strange words to praise me more, hehe."

Yun Che also laughed: "This is probably a privilege that all men in the world can only dream of."

As Hua Caili leaned forward, the scarlet sword light of the Heaven Slaying Demon Sword reflected in her beautiful eyes. She turned her eyes slightly and suddenly said: "Mr. Yun, I have always wanted to ask, the aura of your sword is very strange, different from all the swords I have touched. What is its name?"

Yun Che answered without hesitation: "This is the sword given by Master, the name of the sword is 'Yun Li'."

"Huh!?" Hua Caili suddenly raised her head, her beautiful eyes slightly widened in confusion.