Peerless Doctor

Chapter 1059 The Source of Disaster
Counting the civilians rescued on the road, there were more than tens of thousands of people gathered around Chen Yang at this time.

Chen Yang is not a saint, but he saw countless people struggling on the verge of life and death along the way, so he tried his best to treat them. These days, in order to save more people, he has even maintained the huge body of the witch god.

Only in this way can tens of thousands of people be saved, but maintaining the appearance of the witch god for a long time also made him exhausted to the limit, and both the skill and the primordial spirit were exhausted.

Now that everyone has a temporary shelter, he can finally relax and rest.As the exercises worked, his body gradually became smaller.In the end, he returned to his original appearance, but his face was pale due to exhaustion.

The best thing for him at this time is meditation, but the reality still makes him unable to stop, disasters are still happening continuously, countless people die every second, Chen Yang can protect tens of thousands of people around him, But a wider and more human population is left unprotected.

Although Chen Yang is just an outsider and hasn't lived in the fairyland for long, he still can't ignore the tragic death of countless people. These are flesh and blood people, his own kind, and he can't let them all be killed by the wrath of the gods .

Others didn't know the cause of the disaster, but Chen Yang knew it the moment he fled.It was the emperor's selfishness and greed for life and fear of death that forced him to plant a poisonous poison when he sacrificed his blood to the God of the Earth.

This kind of poison not only punished the emperor, but also damaged the gods far away in other worlds.Originally, if the emperor allowed the temple to sink into the ground and did not provoke it, even if the gods felt that there was something wrong with the blood sacrifice, they would not be able to find evidence and have no way to investigate it.

This guy still wanted to seek the help of the gods, and sneaked into the ground again to escape with the help of the gods. The gods immediately discovered the problem of the blood sacrifice through his body.He even deceived the gods to use impure and highly poisonous blood as a sacrifice, causing the gods to be damaged.

Only then did the gods get angry. First, the earth's core exploded, and then various disasters continued to befall, all of which were the merciless punishments of the gods on the Xiandu Empire.

Don't think that the gods are merciful Bodhisattvas. Since he has been exploiting the blood of the Du family for thousands of years and devoured the blood of countless opponents, Mrs. Wang's rebels are actually victims of the blood of the Du family. The number of gods is no less than the number of people living in the empire now.

This is a demon who relies on divine power to dominate the other world. It is worse than the enslavement of the mortal world by the Lingquan sect back then.This time, his frantic revenge and disaster is another means of devouring blood.

Human beings are worse than ants to him.

"You...you are Jiang Tian, ​​or that traitor...Chen Yang again...you you..." Wu Tianjiao finally saw Chen Yang's true face, and was immediately frightened into incoherent speech, angry, puzzled, fearful, at a loss, all of a sudden know how to deal with it.

Before that, she regarded Chen Yang as her mortal enemy, the No. [-] enemy of the Witch God Empire, but Chen Yang had the appearance of the Witch God, and he was obviously the heir of the Witch God's bloodline, the most noble existence of the Witch Clan.

The contrast was too great. Even though she had lived for tens of thousands of years, she was suddenly out of shape and her mind went blank.

"Leave aside those of the Wu clan, here is a sixth-grade spirit-gathering pill, you take it and repair your soul first, and then you can help me do things when your skills are restored." Chen Yang waved his domineering order before she could figure it out. Said, and at the same time threw her a porcelain bottle, which contained a sixth-grade Juling Pill.

"..." Wu Tianjiao was stunned for a moment, then silently took the sixth-grade Juling Pill and went to the side to take the medicine and practice.

The other Wu Clan children didn't think as much as she did. They still sat around Chen Yang, their eyes full of admiration. In their eyes, Chen Yang was only the descendant of the Wu Clan, the most glorious existence of the Witch Clan, their new patriarch.

"My lord, save the people! If this continues, the human race in Paju will die."

"This sinful God will not allow people to live."

"My family, and those thousands of people... Almighty God, save us..."

The pleas of the victims around became stronger, and they were rescued, but there are still more relatives and friends suffering endless disasters outside.In their eyes, only Chen Yang could save them at this time, and most of them were imperial officials or gentry celebrities.

When the catastrophe came, they could escape the first few waves of catastrophe with their own profound skills, and escaped to be rescued by Chen Yang.

Du Xiaohu was surrounded by a group of cronies, all of whom looked depressed and dazed. Like everyone else, they were in grief, but they didn't know what to do. Many of their clansmen were also dying in the disaster.

Those who can become Du Xiaohu's bodyguard or Keqing officials are all outstanding talents from one side, most of them are local rich families, and the family power is distributed in every corner of the Xiandu Empire.

Du Xiaohu showed a firm look on his face, as if he had made the most important decision, suddenly he knelt down in front of Chen Yang, kowtowed and said: "Brother, please help the people of the empire, as long as you help them, I am willing to serve you as a slave for the rest of my life. "

"This is a crime committed by our family, and the people of the whole world cannot bear it. I am willing to use the rest of my life to atone for the sin."

In a few days, he has matured, he is no longer that dandy prince, nor is he a child of the royal family who is greedy for life and afraid of death, but he feels the heavy responsibility on his body and has a manly responsibility.

Chen Yang frowned, and ignored his begging for a long time. It wasn't that he disagreed, but that he was racking his brains to think.Everyone would save people without asking him, but how?
This is a disaster from the gods, and I am not strong enough to fight against the gods.Besides, even if you want to hit the heaven, you don't know where?How to stop it.

If you can't win or have no way to fight, then invite someone to fight. God is not omnipotent, he is just a land lord.

Suddenly Chen Yang's heart moved and it became clear that Chen Yang never believed in gods, and the seemingly omnipotent gods were just people who were more capable of fighting in his eyes.

But if he can't beat him, there are still many people who can beat him.You can go to his circle for help.

God, Chen Yang really has one here.Thinking of that selfless and cunning giant, Chen Yang had a strange feeling in his heart, and he could only torture him again.

"Get up! You are right, everyone is right, and everyone in the world is right. What is wrong is this God, the shameless god who protects this land and water."

"You believed in him and worshiped him for thousands of years, and all you got in the end was this endless disaster. It's useless to beg me now."

"Only you can save yourself, be tough and resist him!" Chen Yang's low voice came, and it became louder and louder, tens of thousands of people on the entire mountain could clearly hear it.

The message he conveyed was even more against the sky. What he criticized was the god of faith, the supreme god who had protected one side for thousands of years.

Everyone was astonished and fearful, but most of them were angry. From Chen Yang's words, they understood that all this was brought about by the god who had believed in it for thousands of years.

The gods have abandoned them, what now?If I continue to submit or die, I may die if I resist, but at least my anger can be released, and I will die without regret.

(End of this chapter)