I'm Not a Tailed Beast

Every second is agony.

There is still a chance of winning against vampires, but how can mortals fight against gods?

Maybe I shouldn't have listened to Honglian's words and left at that time, but was simply strangled to death by Ye Ye, forgetting about it and worrying.

The tunnel hadn't been passed by for a long time, and the smell of dust was a bit pungent. After walking only a hundred meters, Tong Zhenzhou couldn't help coughing several times.

The electric lights that have not been used for a long time flickered from time to time, and some of them simply turned on and then went out, but there was barely any light, and the road could be seen clearly.

Like a walking dead, she walked slowly towards the unknown road.

Halfway through the walk, Tong Zhenzhou suddenly stopped, leaning on the wall, tears streaming down his face.

"Is it painful?"

At the end of the tunnel, light suddenly bloomed, which was extremely warm and peaceful.

The walls on both sides are infinitely widened, and the space is expanding, until the flat ground is expanded, only the gods are high above, and Tong Zhenzhou who is kneeling on the ground.

There seemed to be nothingness around, everything disappeared.

Tong Zhenzhou opened his red and swollen eyes, and gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to spit out countless complaints, but in the end he just sighed.

"Why? You've got everything, what else do you need? Even if the Emperor Ghost Army deserves to die, ordinary people are innocent."

Since cutting the red pupil, Mu Ziyu's heart has become more and more indifferent. He once regarded human beings as companions, but now they are just "commodities" on the two production lines he created, war commodities.

Individual human beings no longer have emotions, and their emotions are irrelevant. Creating a better living environment is nothing more than hoping that they will grow up healthier and look like they need.

There is a voice in the soul to remind Mu Ziyu that it is one of the few human kindness.

But this voice was quickly eliminated, and Mu Ziyu even exiled this part of his soul.

Right now, kind thoughts are not needed.

However, Mu Ziyu still repeatedly reminds himself that he is Mu Ziyu, not the embodiment of cold rules, by releasing and arousing desires, so as to distinguish himself from the evolution.

This is its only obsession.

"One thing you got wrong, I didn't get everything."

Mu Ziyu tapped lightly on the armrest of the Iron Throne with his claws, and said indifferently.

"There are many things you can't think of. I need kind souls to make angels, evil souls to make an army of undead, the unwilling resentment of dying people to stabilize the hell space, and pure and flawless children to reproduce in an orderly manner. It takes someone with some special skills to drive."

"Spread faith, so that stable and multiplying human beings can continuously provide the power of faith and consolidate the kingdom of God."

"Gods do not distinguish between good and evil, and have no moral standards. I did not create this world, but I am higher than the gods who created you. There is no need to use narrow human thinking to speculate on my purpose."

"You want me?"

Tong Zhenzhou's expression was flat, except for his red and swollen eyes, no emotion could be seen.

"You are very special. Whether it is making an angel or an undead, it is a bit wasteful. Maybe you can become an angel. The advantage of an angel is that as long as the wish is reasonable, I will grant it."

"Honglian didn't understand this. I gave him a chance. If his wish was to become an envoy first, I would also help him resurrect the people he needed. It's just that his choice somewhat disappointed me."

"In contrast, Ferid has lived long enough, and he knows very well that in a world controlled by gods, everything must have its own value and meaning, so he is willing to become an envoy of God, and I am satisfied His petty wish."

Tong Zhenzhou nodded silently, closed his eyes, and spoke after a long time.

"I understand. I am willing to become the permanent servant of the gods, and offer everything I have. I only hope that Honglian can come back to life and become an envoy of the gods."

Mu Ziyu shook his head, Guren is quite pedantic and stubborn, more like the smarter Hyakuya Yuichiro.

Unbearable to use, no different from all living beings.

"Then let me change my wish. I only hope that Honglian can survive, forget everything and live again as an ordinary person."

Tong Zhenzhou's voice trembled a little, this was her bottom line.

After a long time, Mu Ziyu nodded.

"can."

Tong Zhenzhou gave up everything he had, and exchanged his dignity and love for Honglian to live on.

Mu Ziyu sent the chakra fruit to Tong Zhenzhou, watched her eat it, lost the last bit of human emotion, controlled the avatar to bring it back to the temple, and at the same time returned his mind to the body.

Below the temple, the world tree has already started to operate.

On the green leaves, there is a green cocoon behind each piece.

Cocoons fell to the ground one after another, and handsome, ignorant, pure and innocent elves walked out of them.

But this is most of them. After a few elves experienced a short period of confusion, the memories of their previous lives came to their hearts one after another.

"I was once a vampire?"

"My name is Rest Ka, the ancestor of vampires?"

"I was killed, but why did I come back to life?"

"The power is still there, and this body is... female?"

"Someone is crying, crying Michael's name, who is it?"

Lester is one of the very few. His memory is basically complete, and only a small part is forgotten.

Thanks to the powerful soul of the ancestor, there are more than a dozen people in the same situation as him, and the memory of the remaining special elves is basically incomplete.

But when Lester looked over with the familiar aura, those elves who were also reincarnated by the ancestors had lost control of their bodies, and so did he. Before he could react, his body was locked by several powerful auras .

Lester remembered them, these people were the messengers of the gods.

"The ancestors are really tough, can you tell me what hell looks like?"

Ferid laughed and teased the ancestors who were once aloof.

In the next second, these unique ancestor elves were brought to the temple.

"There are a total of 53 elves that still have the memory of their previous lives. My lord, do you want to kill them again and send them back to hell?"

Ferid asked respectfully towards Mu Ziyu's position.

"There's no need for that, Estes, they'll leave it to you."

Mu Ziyu didn't even look at these ancestor elves, but focused all his attention on the World Tree.

It took a long time to find the problem.

Elves were supposed to separate male and female.

But under the influence of Qisi and Scrude, all the born elves are female.

This is a bit of a surprise.

Chapter 380 Three follow-up and new world (two in one)

The world tree has just been completed, and it will have a certain impact on the world, but in the long run, its cycle will become more stable, and the surrounding damaged environment will gradually feed back and repair.

Similar to reincarnation, it is a stable production system.

The experiments on the second production line are now over, and the army can be mass-produced.

Gazing at the vibrant World Tree, Mu Ziyu looked a little dazed, it hadn't been in this state for a long time.

Maybe it's the epiphany mentioned in cultivation, so I didn't intentionally end this state.

Consciousness flies to the world tree like a bird.

Stepping on the top layer that is still gestating the crown of the tree, it seems to be transformed into a world tree.

The worship and love of the elves are unreservedly fed back to the mother-like world tree itself.

That kind of warmth from the heart made Mu Ziyu feel the beauty from the bottom of his heart.

Suddenly, consciousness returned to the body.

Mu Ziyu frowned and wiped the corners of his eyes.

If there are still angels in the temple, they may be very confused to see that the god they fear is also crying.

"I, who buried two species in this world with my own hands, am actually also moved by the new race?"

Mu Ziyu found it incredible.

Now I even need to stimulate desire to feel alive, so where does this feeling come from?

After thinking over and over again, Mu Ziyu felt that the World Tree itself should have affected him.

As long as there are no accidents, the World Tree will merge with the world sooner or later and become the world itself.

is the so-called ultimate desire.

There are many kinds of desires, but they can be roughly divided into four types: instinctive desires, acquired desires, advanced desires, and ultimate desires.

Instinctive desires include a series of individual emotional desires, while acquired desires are acquired habits like smoking and drinking, and advanced desires are usually spiritual enjoyment.

Only the ultimate desire is different, and even contradicts the instinctive desire. The instinctive desire is for oneself, while the ultimate desire is for the group, from a home to a city, to a country and a world.

The bigger the group, the greater the ultimate desire, and the world tree itself is the representative of the ultimate desire.

Condensing all good things, it is the starting point of birth, and will absorb everything at the end of reincarnation. Like a mother, it will not reject any child, and it is a natural dedication without longing for any return.

This is not a bad thing.

Rules are immortal, and only the embodiment of rules cares whether they exist or not.

Mu Ziyu didn't want to lose himself, thinking that he would never be able to return to the self he was when he was passionate about saving the world.

But the world tree gave a new way, a way to feel alive.

Mu Ziyu suddenly remembered those demons from the demon world.

Are they also choosing the way of self-entertainment because of the cruel truth, trying their best to make themselves happy, so as not to completely sink into a dead thing without emotion.

When a person dies, the body rots. For the world, this is the inevitable exercise of rules.

But the rules are dead, and they are still cold rules.

"In this case, after the end of the new world, I will also change my identity to live again, replace the protagonist of the world, and have fun for myself."

Tentatively setting such a goal, Mu Ziyu concentrated his energy on how to spread his two production lines.

It controlled the mind, went beyond the barrier of the world, and quickly found available materials.