This brave man is a scumbag

Chapter 262 The False God Appears (Two in One)

"Why is the human soul perfect?"

In that conversation, the hypocrisy who had been perfectly disguised himself finally couldn't hold back his curiosity, and asked the words that were not part of the plan.

For humans, falsehood has always looked at them in a complex light.Falsehood is born of human beings, and it is also powerful because of human beings. He knows very well in his heart that if all human beings are exhausted in this world, he will soon follow in their footsteps.Because there is no creature other than human beings who can create so many falsehoods.

Therefore, when he learned that the most perfect thing in this world was actually the human soul, his false heart surged with uncontrollable curiosity.

When he asked this sentence, Thomas, who had been recording something, stopped what he was doing.As far as I can remember, it was a moonless night with few stars, a rare sunny day in Yingnan.Thomas, dressed in a white robe, sat casually on the grass, with his back to the stars and the moon, holding a pen and paper in his hands, and there seemed to be countless ink words floating in his silver pupils.

"In fact, humans are the most complex creatures in the world."

Putting down his pen, Thomas really adjusted his silver-rimmed glasses, and his soft voice sounded on the open grassland: "I have seen a kind-hearted farmer who is willing to give up his daughter's life to save a thief."

"I have also seen a general who was cruel to the extreme. He listened to the slander and wanted to eat the placenta, and ordered the killing of the women in the whole city. The plague sparked another famine that killed tens of thousands."

"However, I have also seen warriors with a golden spirit who resolutely burned their lives to protect the village. I have also seen professionals with iron wills who forged god-given utensils in the form of silver to save A city on the brink of ruin."

"Ten million people gathered together to sincerely pray to the gods, just for the salvation of a kind man's soul."

Gently covering the grass with the paper in his hand, a faint halo lingered around Thomas, shining brightly like a firefly, "Human beings are a gem that can never be guessed. Although they have the most filthy despicableness, But at the same time, it has a kindness that exudes a bright halo. It is precisely because of this that humans fascinate me."

I can't remember what I said later, false or false.He only remembered that in that summer night, he got the message that "human kindness is the most perfect material".As for what Thomas had rambled about afterwards, he no longer remembered.

Later, he successfully killed the God of Literature and obtained the authority of the God of Literature.In order to completely control the authority, leave this misty world, falsely use all authority and power, release the human souls collected by the god of literature in the book, and imprison the grotesque souls forever by the book.

The price of doing this is that the pen and paper are completely integrated, and they no longer have the ability to tamper with reality.He can only affect things that existed in the book, for example, humans.

(I am the master of the god of literature and the god of falsehood, I can manipulate reality, concrete phantom)

(Now, the grotesque will return)
When two lines of text containing a strange distorted light appeared, roars and roars resounded in the sky one after another.Zhou Li and his group looked out of the window, and when the "dark cloud" composed of countless dense and weird forms appeared in their field of vision, Torreya and Lin Zi suddenly felt a tremor in their souls.

Grotesque, all grotesque.

Like the last wrath of the flood, they emerged from the clouds and headed swiftly toward Jordan.Just when Toreya thought that these grotesques were going to tear herself and others apart, she was shocked to find that none of those grotesques came for herself and others, or for any human beings.The place they rushed to was the Jordan Tower.

Wait!
Torreya was startled suddenly, and at this moment she realized that this "God of Literature" didn't intend to manipulate grotesques to attack humans at all. His real target was the black powder that Zhou Li used to threaten Roja.

No, the purpose of the God of Literature is to harvest souls, he wants to destroy the black powder!

No, it's too late.

Stretching out her hand, Torea, who was about to remind Zhou Li, opened her mouth, but was shocked to find that she couldn't say a word no matter what.But she didn't panic, because what prevented her from speaking was a small black mist.

It was Zhou Li who was preventing her from speaking.

In that instant, the text emerged.

(Your black powder will fail soon)

(Now, you will have to abide by the conditions I gave)
"Oh?"

Zhou Li sat back on the sofa, propped his elbows on his legs, and crossed his hands in front of his chest.He looked at the text in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and said speciously: "It seems that your ultimate goal is to harvest the souls of these humans."

"My black powder project was actually successful, because whether it is Roja or you, the purpose is to make these people's souls more pure, so that you can harvest them. So you have been misleading me just now, and you want me to think that your The harvest plan has failed, what you really want is Elma. But, your ultimate goal is to destroy my black powder, right?"

(It's too late for you to react now)
(All the grotesques have reached the Tower of Jordan and surrounded your black powder. Even if you detonate them, it will only kill the grotesques, and their blood will rain down, and all gunpowder and explosions will fail)
(you have no choice)

"Well, no choice."

Zhou Li nodded and repeated a sentence convincingly.Just when Zhou Li wanted to make Zhou Li choose to surrender and help him harvest his soul, Zhou Li spoke again.

"Actually, I really didn't have a choice at that time."

Zhou Li raised his eyes, the mockery in his pupils made False feel uneasy for a while.Zhou Li raised his lips and said with emotion: "I ran all over the city and couldn't find a kilogram of black powder. If it wasn't like this, I wouldn't have to lie to you and Roja."

"It's really unfulfilling to lie to a fool."

Elma on the side finally didn't have to bear it any longer, her warm red lips curved perfectly like Zhou Li's, her eyes curved into two crescent moons, and she smiled very gently.

After the words fell, he falsely received news from the bloody leech.Then, he felt a sense of absurdity.

In the place shrouded in black mist under the Jordan Tower, there are only piles of natural fertilizers.

On the black mist network arranged by Gerost, a piece of paper with a smiling face fluttered in the wind. The funny expression written by Elma and polished by Zhou Li was slightly rippling in the rain, which was extremely ironic.

(This is fake!!!!!!!!!)

Anger, shame, shock.

Falsehood has never felt so humiliating. As the god of falsehood, he has been fooled by Zhou Li's tricks for so long.He had sensed Gerald's actions, and also felt that Gerald had used black mist in the Jordan Tower, but he concluded that Gerald had really placed five tons of black powder in the Jordan Tower, completely Be deceived by Zhou Li.

shame!What a disgrace!

False gods have been deceived, which is as absurd as death.This kind of absurd thing has happened to him unprecedentedly today, and his false heart is full of endless anger. If he can appear in front of Zhou Li in the form of a human at this time, he will definitely perform for Zhou Li. A red temperature warning.

"Please, use your brains."

Zhou Li looked at False with contempt, shrugged his shoulders, and said as a matter of course: "One day, five tons of black powder, you will make the Pope of the God of Chaos shake his head."

"I won't lie to you, you really think you are an onion."

The hypocrisy at this time was completely dazzled by anger, and he didn't even think about why Zhou Li suddenly reminded him to check the black powder.Obviously Zhou Li can continue to deceive False, spend more time, or allow False to take a chance and continue negotiating with Zhou Li in order to save Weird's life.

However, Zhou Li did not choose to continue to deceive, but chose to "explode himself".

why?
(You pissed me off, pissed me off completely!)

(The grotesque will burst into your prison and tear everything you hold dear!)

The characters appeared, and those grotesques who had gathered in the Jordan Tower seemed to sense something, and roared and roared in unison.

Then they stopped moving.

"Originally, I wanted to deal with Roja like this, but I didn't expect that he was still abandoned by you."

Zhou Li, who was holding Elma tightly, stood up, and the two stood shoulder to shoulder, and could clearly feel each other's warmth.Zhou Li looked at the book incarnated by falsehood, and said in a cold voice, "You haven't realized my real purpose yet?"

purpose?

Fake was stunned, his "brain" was blank at this time, he couldn't understand why he suddenly cut off the "wire" that manipulated those grotesques.

"You released all the grotesques for us to kill before, the purpose is to completely destroy those grotesques, right?"

Stretching out his hand, a priceless ring appeared in Zhou Li's hand. In the next second, he crushed the ring containing the law of the void, and countless strange papers engraved with different names appeared in his hand.

(This is……)
(How is it possible! How is it possible!)

(How could you possibly have this!)
"The first grotesques you released were their evil. They were monsters that you infected with human bad roots. They have human-like appearances, but are more cruel than humans."

"And what you are releasing now is the original grotesque. The original grotesques are good, they are pure, but they are of no use to you. So you want to use our hands to remove all the grotesques, right? ?”

Zhou Li looked at what he wanted to write down in front of him, but he couldn't deny the falseness of his words, and said with a sneer, "Congratulations, you failed."

"You think I can only kill the Grotesques, and wipe them out."

"Sorry to tell you..."

Zhou Li stretched out his hand, and the Book of Gaia, which he had been hiding under the windbreaker, appeared in his hand.And on his wrist, the silver Ouroboros quietly "gazing" at the fake, as if waiting for something.

"you failed."

Spread out the books, and then put the papers engraved with countless names into the books.

Lady Rose, Scarlet Wolf, Skeletal Lord, Blood Earl, Stitched Frankenstein, Scissorhands, Slime Fat Monster, Floating Spirit, Phantom, Silver Moon Messenger...

The materials of these papers are all different, some are paper made of roses, and some are warm bone products.Like wanderers returning home, they quickly entered the Book of Gaia in Zhou Li's hands.

"Kind."

When all the papers entered the Book of Gaia, Zhou Li closed the book and stared coldly at the falsehood in front of him. Beside him, countless "monster souls" without human appearance but with a kind aura floated in his body. around.Following Zhou Li's gaze, they stared at the false monsters that trampled on their homes wantonly.

(You are all monsters! What this world wants is human beings. I gave you the appearance of human beings and the soul of human beings. Why are you not satisfied!)
(It is I who constructed you with paper and pen, I used literature to remove your hideous appearance, it was I who saved you, it was I, the god of literature, who saved you!)
(I am your Creator, why are you rebelling against me?!)
"Because you are fake."

There was no long speech, nor did he discuss with False about whether there is reproductive isolation in human body composition. Zhou Li just looked at False and said indifferently: "False will always be false."

"You will always be a god dominated by lies and deceit, literature, you are not worthy."

The Book of Gaia floats beside Zhou Li, with a thousand grotesque pure souls, facing the evil god who steals the authority of literature and tries to manipulate souls.

Elma holds Zhou Li's hand, the world loves her, and she also loves the whole world.She was once the will of the world, a god named Gaia, but now, she is just Elma.

Elma, the envoy of the brave Zhouli.

"You don't even have a pen, but you want to master literature?"

Anger, outright anger.

You, in, from, find, die, way! ! ! !

(I am the god of literature, I will tear you apart!!!!!!)

False gods, no more pretense.

Torreya stared blankly at the huge figure in front of her, like a hill suspended in the air. He has slender and curved limbs, and his eyes are strange spheres composed of bone and flesh.No matter what kind of description or language is used, Toreya at this time is unable to describe the creature in front of her.

But the only thing that can be accepted and understood is the two curly goat horns on the creature's head, but the bloody red stripes on it make it difficult to look directly at.

Many times, most people have a misplaced perception of "gods", and they often substitute themselves into it, applying human experience and models to gods.

In reality, however, this is completely wrong.Humans and gods are two completely opposite species, and the battle between these two different species is even more different.

In the subjective judgment of human beings, the battle of the gods should be to hold the artifact, manipulate the punishment and thunder to tear the enemy to pieces.Or set off a monstrous flood and drown the other party in death.

However, Zhou Li, who has actually seen the "God" make a move, knows that these fantasies are just like "the emperor also uses a golden hoe", which is completely wrong.He once saw the God of Chaos killing a god-given monster that strayed into the Kingdom of God. He did nothing but "looked" at the monster, and then the monster was "boomed" so that it could not be seen by the naked eye. Observe the crumbs.

The weapons of the gods are the authority they wield.

And now, the false god who wields the power of distorted literature appears.

(End of this chapter)