Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 424 Zhou Xuan: Miss Bai Wang, I think you are quite pitiful
"A spiritual plague?" Zhou Xuan raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, just as you said, I have taken over the thousands of years of accumulation of these dark monarchs." The woman in white gently kicked the accumulated water in front of her.

The corpse powder of those dark monarchs rippled in the turbid water, floating from the bottom to the surface, and then quickly sank back into the mud with the dirty water waves.

"The accumulation is neither wealth or jewels, nor power or prestige, but a grand...spiritual plague!"

The woman in white took a step forward and suddenly opened her arms, as if she wanted to embrace the world in her arms!
The bright and cold golden color sparkled in her eyes, and her extremely beautiful face was full of arrogance and majesty, like a noble empress sitting on the throne.

"Word Spirit: The Possa World is not the end, it is just a beginning, symbolizing the beginning of this plague."

The woman in white twisted her waist and met Zhou Xuan's gaze.

"Africa, Europe, North America, South America, Oceania, and Asia."

Every time she said a noun, she took a step forward and approached Zhou Xuan with an overwhelming momentum.

"Wherever there are human beings in the world, there are my believers."

"After the outbreak in the Posha world, their belief in me in the spiritual world has turned into a virus and has begun to spread."

"There is no need for any physical contact with my believers. All they need is to be in the same space and have their eyes meet briefly. Their faith in me will turn into seeds that will penetrate deeply into the spiritual world of those who are not infected. Then they will become new sources of transmission..."

"Zhou Xuan, my seeds have been spread all over the world!"

The woman in white had already stood in front of Zhou Xuan, and their bodies were almost touching.

"This is a spiritual plague. Humans have no means to resist it, not even you!" Her golden pupils radiated a cold and arrogant light, shooting directly into Zhou Xuan's pupils, "Even if it's you, there's no way you can stop this plague!"

"This is a tsunami of spiritual destruction. No one can stop the entire world from falling apart."

"Even if Odin becomes the new Black King, even if Nidhogg comes back to life, even if I am killed, this mental plague will not stop."

"If I die, billions of lives will be buried with me. Believers will eventually sacrifice their lives for their gods. This will be the most epic burial in history!"

"A king without subjects is nothing but a solitary man with nothing but power."

"Tell me, even if I put my neck in front of Nidhogg or Odin, would they dare to kill me with a knife?"

At this point, the woman in white suddenly turned her head and leaned close to Zhou Xuan's ear, her voice becoming gentle and pleasant: "This is what I said... The victory ticket is in my hands.

Before she finished her words, she took a step back, and her slender hair gently brushed Zhou Xuan's face.

A gentle smile appeared on the face of the woman in white again.

She looked at Zhou Xuan with a smile: "Now, are you ready to cooperate with me?"

"Crack, snap, snap."

Zhou Xuan suddenly clapped his hands. His expression remained calm, but there was a hint of tiredness, laziness, and... pity in that calmness.

He walked to a metal eave nearby and sat casually on the steps. He held the cigarette between his lips with his fingers, took a deep puff, and exhaled a long thin stream of white smoke: "I have to say, you really did a good job with this trick."

"It took tens of thousands of years, and the deaths of hundreds of pure-blooded dragons. I used my spiritual power to bind the entire world to you."

"I'm on the side of humans, so I don't dare to touch you easily. In addition, the contract between you and me is a life-and-death contract. If I kill you, I will die too, which is even more unrealistic." "In other words, I can only leave you alone and let your followers increase exponentially around the world."

Zhou Xuan flicked his fingers, shook off the cigarette ash, then leaned back lazily, supported himself with his elbows, and leaned on the steps nonchalantly.

"By the time Odin and Nidhogg discover this, the whole world will be full of your followers."

"Unless they really want to develop dragon or human civilization from scratch, they probably won't dare to attack you easily."

"Wow, tsk tsk, what a great move." Zhou Xuan smiled and clapped again.

But there was no admiration or vigilance in his eyes when he looked at the woman in white. Instead, there was still a hint of pity in his eyes.

This look of pity made the woman in white feel confused and uncomfortable.

She is about to become a god in the eyes of billions of people, and she is about to become the uncrowned king of this world.

Although she has not yet ascended the throne, she has already grasped the victory and is invincible!
What kind of mentality does the man opposite have that makes him look at me with pity?
Pretending to be mysterious?

Trying to irritate me?

The woman in white was thinking in her heart, and her brows furrowed slightly.

"Don't let your imagination run wild. I do feel sorry for you." Zhou Xuan smiled and waved his hand. "As for the reason, why don't you answer me a question first?"

Hearing this, the woman in white was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Ask."

Zhou Xuan took a deep puff of the cigarette, the pity in his eyes shone brighter than the flame at the end of the cigarette: "Do you think that in the past tens of thousands of years, you have been working so hard to fulfill your long-cherished wish of ascending the throne, trying every possible means..."

"Or is it that the so-called long-cherished wish has already controlled you and turned you into a puppet?"

The woman in white was slightly stunned, and a flash of trance appeared in her eyes.

Zhou Xuan's calm voice sounded again: "I don't know what you think, so I, a pure passerby, will just give my opinion."

"In my opinion, you are not chasing the so-called ideal now, but being driven by the ideal."

"It's like a robot vacuum cleaner that has been programmed with a code that says 'clean up all the garbage in the house', and so the robot will find ways to get everywhere."

"Go under the bed, go into the bathroom, crawl under the sofa, run into the kitchen corner... run around tirelessly, and use all the time to execute the low-level code."

"After finally cleaning every place, the owner of the house created new garbage and new dust, so the robot began to tirelessly find ways to remove the dirt."

"When the old dirt is removed, new dirt will appear, and the cycle will continue without stopping."

"It would be fine if this robot vacuum cleaner didn't have self-awareness, but if it did, I would really feel sorry for it."

At this point, Zhou Xuan lit another cigarette and looked at the woman in white with pity: "Hey, Miss Sweeping Robot, now for the underlying code of 'Ascending the Throne', which piece of dirt are you going to clean up?"

"Is it Odin, Nidhogg, or Lu Mingze who ran off to who knows where?"

(End of this chapter)