Kou Dong looked at the small wooden bead. It was placed on the palm of the hand by the evil god, lingering with a layer of light black energy. This black air spreads wildly towards the surroundings, and the crimson moonlight adorns it with a side gloss.

He caught a glimpse of a little bright red, and this bead stained the evil god's hand with blood. It was beating faintly, like a real heart held in one's hands. Watching too much can even make you feel dizzy.

It doesn't feel good.

Ye Yanzhi's brows furrowed, he looked at the evil god, obviously not thinking it was a good thing.

Obviously, Kou Dong will never think this thing is good.

He was just staring at that heart with an almost abnormal attitude. It seems that it is not a wooden bead lingering with black energy, but a shining night pearl.

"Come on," the evil god lowered his voice to a very low level, and there seemed to be a sweet, honey-like bewitchment in it, leading Kou Dong to step into the temple, "Come on—as long as you come in, I will give it to you ."

Any normal person would not act at this time.

What's more, Kou Dong, who had just seen clearly that this was a trap.

The villain sat on Kou Dong's shoulders, staring blankly at this scene, but suddenly noticed a slight tremor.

The young man's eyes were still closely following the bead, and he actually took a leg and took a step forward slowly.

Ye Yan was stunned, then stunned, "Kou Dong?"

There was no emotion in the young man's eyes, and Ye Yanzhi was horrified to find that Kou Dong's shoulders had become hard, and he could even make a rattling sound when he stepped on it, as if he was tapping a Nuo mask.

He couldn't describe what this state was, but Kou Dong was not very human at this moment, more like—

More like a statue standing behind the evil god.

As soon as this thought came out, Ye Yanzhi's heart suddenly tightened.

Kou Dong took another step towards the temple.

This kind of advance made Ye Yanzhi feel anxious like never before, and slapped Kou Dong on the cheek to wake him up—but no matter how he slapped, Kou Dong was like a wooden clay sculpture, and would not react at all to his movements.

He just walked towards the temple step by step, staring wistfully at the heart. Half of the evil god's body was already hidden in the darkness, and the other half stood under the thin light cast by the candles enshrined on the god's table. The corners of the exposed half of his mouth were upturned, as if smiling.

"Come on," he whispered, "what a good boy..."

The remaining Nuo faces stared blankly at this scene, and no one had the courage to step forward to stop it. They were all afraid of the evil god's means. In the dead silence, someone whispered, "Where is he taking him?"

Ye Yanzhi's heart suddenly moved, realizing that he seemed to be leading people to the god's table.

His scalp started to go numb all of a sudden.

He finally realized that he and the youth had made a mistake.

God cannot be resurrected.

Ye Yanzhi knows this, but this is the world in the game. Compared with the gods and ghosts in the real world, there will always be more or less. When they sort out the motives of the evil gods, they naturally thought that the evil gods did all this to resurrect the righteous gods——

But what if there is no way to resurrect at all?

What if the Heretic God's method was simpler and crueler than they thought, just bringing the young man who had been reincarnated as a mortal before him, then feeding him his heart and teaching him to take over this divine position and become the new Heretic God?

Before that, Kou Dong had discussed with him the foresight cards drawn.

In the tarot card, the upright position of the judgment card represents a clear judgment and understanding of oneself; while the reverse position represents the use of negative methods to fill the emptiness in the heart. In the interpretation in this copy, Kou Dong prefers the latter. It was also this foresight card that allowed him to more directly connect the evil god with the deceased righteous god.

Compared to the ambiguous word "judgment", there is a clearer and more concise message on it: knights and dragons.

Knight and Dragon.

There is a version of these four words circulating in folk tales - in ancient times, evil dragons robbed villages and forced the world to sacrifice beautiful girls as their sacrifices.

So the world chose the most valiant knights.

The knight truly lived up to its name. After a fierce battle, he finally slashed the dragon under the sword. But then, he saw the treasures piled up in the cave, and the treasures reflected the golden light in his eyes——

He glimpsed the scantily clad girl.

He heard the fearful prayers of the world.

Slowly, sharp horns appeared on his forehead, and scales appeared on his arms: the dragon was indeed dead, but the dragon-slaying knight could not get out of the cave.

He became the new dragon.

Putting this interpretation in the copy, Ye Yanzhi completely understood the meaning of the painting. Kou Dong is the chosen knight. He has discovered the identity of the evil god in this game. According to the rules of the game, he is equivalent to killing a dragon.

But at the same time, the evil dragon bewitched him and asked him to take over his mantle - this is the real abacus of this god!

For this abacus, the Heretic God clearly lost his heart, but he still tried his best to confuse the people in front of him with spells.

What kind of obsession is this?

Ye Yan is clear, it should be said that there is no one in this world who knows better than him. But being clear does not mean agreeing. After clarifying the logic, Ye Yanzhi made a decisive decision, took a deep breath, and hit the young man's face with super-powerful continuous beatings.

He had no props at hand, so he could only rely on this primitive method to try to wake people up, "Kou Dong!"

Kou Dong was suddenly beaten, his expression seemed a little confused, and his footsteps stagnated for a moment. But before the little heart was happy, he staggered down again and took a step closer to the temple.

Ye Yanzhi was lying beside his ear, gritted his teeth and was a little hard to say, and raised his voice: "Wake up, you won't want to go in - stay awake, you go from top to bottom, there is nothing you can put in there. The place for stuff!"

This is actually not strictly speaking. Ye Yanzhi is very clear, there is only one place on the body, and he also knows that the NPC must have intended to put the heart from there—

To say why, none of these NPCs have normal thinking.

All perverted.

Kou Dong didn't respond to his words, his toes were about to hit the high threshold of the temple, and he was about to step in.

That's too late!

Ye Yanzhi's heart tightened, but he couldn't access the items in the luggage compartment. "Siren's Tears" were clearly shining above, but he couldn't touch them at all.

There is only one last way.

Ye Yanzhi calmed down and couldn't care less. He leaned on Kou Dong's ear, raised his voice and shouted "Dad".

This sound, the shout is simply the posture of circling the beam three times.

"dad!!!"

In fact, Ye Yanzhi's heart was not completely sure. Although the youth is usually keen to make him shout like this, in the end it's just a joke, it won't be—

The young man had already stepped on the threshold and stopped. Afterwards, he actually didn't go inside, but put his feet down and glanced at both sides in confusion.

Although there were no words, the action was obvious. This is looking for his cheap son.

Ye Yanzhi: "..."

He couldn't tell whether he was more fortunate or more eager to kill the young man.

I always thought he was just taking advantage of words, but I didn't expect that he really wanted to be his father.

For this, even the evil god's demonic barriers can be broken.

...how is this an obsession that is no less than that of an NPC?

Although humiliating, it is still effective. Ye Yanzhi hugged the young man's arm, and shouted several times daddy viciously one after another, each of which was a gesture of devouring people. The more he shouted, the clearer Kou Dong's expression became, and finally he shivered, only to realize that he was standing at the gate of the temple, and couldn't help but be at a loss.

"It's weird," he murmured. "What am I doing here?"

"..."

Ye Yanzhi really didn't want to answer him.

Kou Dong hadn't noticed the sudden change in his cub's attitude, and was still looking back and forth in surprise.

"Damn it, why did I lose the slightest memory of the way I've come?" After a while, he was smart, and after a little thought, he knew the answer, "He still has backhands?!"

The villain said in a muffled voice, "It should also be the last resort."

This move is enough to exhaust the remaining mana in the Heretic God's body. The god is now leaning on the bi, and seems to know that his move is ineffective, and he coughs slightly.

He was still holding the wooden bead, and the blood splashed from the wooden bead was dripping all over the ground. The palm was still spread out, but no one could wait to take it.

Kou Dong took a step back and understood in his heart.

This NPC wants to give him his heart.

"What," said the evil spirit holding the wooden beads, "you don't want to?"

"Do not."

Kou Dong said calmly, not intending to reach out to pick it up.

The evil god's brows furrowed. Although there was still a smile on the corners of his lips, the smile seemed to be covered with paper and hung on the skin in a thin layer, but it couldn't convey it to the bottom of his eyes.

"Why?"

Kou Dong just looked at him.

"You should have known from the time you made this."

"He—won't like it."

He didn't confuse himself with the righteous god, he just said plainly, "He doesn't need a black heart."

Kou Dong still remembered the appearance of that god. Although he has his face, he is gentle and loving - when he looks at the earth, there is a spring breeze passing by.

He is not one who will tolerate his own birth of filth.

The corners of the Evil God's lips that were raised at the end also pressed back. "You are him," he said indifferently.

He seems to have quite a strong obsession with this, and his eyes are almost ruthless, "You are."

Kou Dong shook his head, but did not refute the idea that it was more like self-deception. He just stared at the god in front of him and said softly: "I remember, you were also guessed by your identity?"

"..."

The Evil God did not answer, as if he had also been put on a mask.

"But you are still safe and sound," Kou Dong whispered, "What did you rely on—is it this heart?"

The man suddenly pursed his lips.

This sentence was not wrong. He was guessed by Kou Dong, but he had already lost. Even gods need to abide by the rules of the game.

Even if the rules are set by himself.

The Nuo faces behind him exclaimed and saw the changes in him. After pulling the wooden bead out of the statue, the thick black aura wrapped around the god's body suddenly diminished and dissipated visibly to the naked eye. In the huge black smoke, his figure gradually became clear.

From feet, to legs, to upper body.

Moonlight and candlelight, for the first time, completely fell on this fallen god-his pale skin was glowing with abnormal blue-gray, which was the proof of enchantment.

"—After taking out your heart," Kou Dong asked softly, "Will you die?"

The corner of the evil god's mouth twitched upwards, as if showing a contemptuous smile.

"What's the heart," he said with a cold expression, "if you don't want it, it's just a bead. — nothing special."

He reached out and threw the wooden bead far away. The beads rolled into the grass, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. The surrounding flowers and trees were affected, and withered along the rolling trajectory.

The statue turned his head and stared at the wooden beads, moving his legs and wanting to pick them up.

"Don't go."

The evil god said in a cold voice, and a divine force came over and pinned it in place with ease.

He still stared at Kou Dong with a half-smile.

"You want to forgive them?"

Kou Dong replied, "He wouldn't want this."

Not only for the villagers who have been confused for a hundred years, but also for these innocent strangers.

It can be said that the villagers deserved what they deserved, but what did the outsiders do wrong?

But to punish others, he was taken as a mouthful, and he couldn't leave after he died, and he had to turn into a ghost with green face and fangs.

Even for this, Kou Dong still hopes that Shanhai Village can be completely freed. Whether good or evil.

The Heretic God looked at him steadily, and suddenly raised his brows.

"That's why I annoy you gods the most," the man scoffed. "It's all prudish and boring."

He turned around abruptly and commanded, "Let's go."

The tall statue suddenly came to his senses and followed behind him step by step. The evil god walked forward step by step, his chest was empty, and there was no sound.

He lost the most important thing.

How long has it been? — from the first time he opened his eyes to see him.

The sky was bright and cloudless.

He strode forward, and suddenly heard a loud bang in his ears. After the spell was exhausted, the heartless statue finally fell heavily on the ground, and fell to the ground, dust splashing, struggling to raise his fingers in a cry of exclamation, and finally completely slumped down and couldn't get up again.

Still holding on, he took a few steps forward.

at least

At least where he can't see it.

His arm began to burn, as if someone had set it on fire. When the evil god turned his head, he saw a bright flame burning on his body.

The burning sensation spread, and he always gritted his teeth and carried it hard, but the rules and punishments from the system were merciless.

To lose is to lose.

——The characters who lose must die.

He caught a glimpse of the shadow of death, moving towards him under a thin sheet, gradually weaving an overwhelming web. Under the net, he saw the familiar golden light.

The god's fingers stroked his face and smiled at him under the brilliance. That smile was still kind and peaceful, but it was only towards him.

In a trance, he seemed to have turned into the child who put the bowl of rice that he had saved so easily on the altar. Lifting his head, he could see the face of God.

Somber, yet so approachable.

The wind crossed in from the gate of the temple, as if a god was stroking his hair.

"Good boy," he heard the voice of the god at that time hidden in the wind, it was like a whisper, "good boy..."

He slept in this familiar breath, and finally closed his eyes slowly. At this moment, without the villagers, he was the only citizen who was willing to look up, but wanted to blaspheme.

The orb in Kou Dong's hand let out a soft sigh, and immediately, it turned into water and flowed down from Kou Dong's hand completely.

He used "Siren's Tears" to hypnotize the evil spirits at the last moment.

Ye Yanzhi obviously disagreed, but he didn't speak out against it. He just hooked his arms around the young man, his expression seemed a little gloomy.

The rules of copy come into play.

Under this rule, the NPC is as small as an ant. The Heretic God didn't even say a few more words, but within a few seconds, his back was shrunk by inch by inch - and soon, in front of Kou Dong, he completely turned into a puddle of wind and easily dissipated. ash.

The pillars of the temple began to crumble, and bricks and stones gradually disappeared in the air. At the end of the path, a villager rushed along with the sound with a knife, but happened to see Kou Dong's face.

The knives in their hands suddenly fell to the ground.

that face.

That face-

That is a face that the villagers of Shanhai Village will never forget.

"……God……"

I don't know who said the first sentence with trembling lips. Afterwards, more and more people recognized it and gathered in this open space, not daring to take a step closer to Kou Dong.

"is God!"

"is God!!"

Their legs suddenly went limp, and they wept bitterly in front of the reborn god. When they heard the news, more and more villagers came. They bowed their heads at God's feet and bowed their heads again and again, as they did in the past.

The ghost in the Nuo mask also took off the mask and knelt down in front of this familiar face, unable to raise any strength.

At the very center is the old village head trembling.

"It's you!" The village chief's face was full of tears, "You are back... After all, we are looking forward to your return..."

How many sins? The villagers themselves have not remembered.

From the moment they killed the gods, they stepped into the quagmire with one foot, and were never able to climb out of it.

They shuddered and knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads again.

There is something heavy pressing on them, so that they will not be able to wake up from this nightmare for eternity, and even death is a hope.

The old village chief choked for a long time and whispered, "You—"

He buried his head heavily.

"please forgive."

Under his leadership, all the people bowed their heads.

"please forgive!"

"please forgive!!"

Such voices grew louder and louder, eventually converging into a sweeping wave, and echoes of despair and grief echoed across the land. It's just that the land is now dry, and the people above are no longer in the mood they used to be.

Inhuman.

Only the deity still looked exactly the same as the village chief remembered. The broad white robe swayed, and the young man standing in the light had a clear profile and soft eyebrows, still the same as before.

He held his breath, waiting for the god's answer.

Kou Dong did not answer them, but saw a little golden light flashing in the grass.

"what is that?"

He stepped forward and pushed aside the grass, only to realize that it was the heart of the evil god. Now it was burnt and blackened, and the wooden shell was cracked to reveal what was hidden inside.

It turned out to be a finger of a righteous god.

Thinking about it, it was the only thing he could find from the villagers who went crazy.

The wooden finger, now completely golden, glowed faintly. Ye Yanzhi said: "This power is enough to save the villagers."

Kou Dong understood that this was the end of the sin that the original righteous deity hid for this sin.

After the statue was destroyed, the gods were annihilated, but they knew that the sin of killing gods would definitely not leave this land. For the endless people he sheltered, he left his last finger, and it was also his last mercy for Shanhai Village.

The villagers are still waiting with bated breath.

After a long time, the voice finally sounded softly, "Let's hold another Nuo show."

He added quickly, "One last time."

This is the last grand Nuo show in Shanhai Village. Amidst the roar of gongs and drums, the villagers wore Nuo noodles themselves and finished the Nuo opera lively. After a full 12% off, they performed from Journey to the West to City God Catching Ghosts. The veteran craftsmen spent their whole lives to carve these Nuo faces to life.

When they came from the village, they were really like a hundred ghosts walking at night.

Only this time, the sound of the gongs and drums was more pleasing than every time before. The villagers who played the music used all their strength to wind and beat, and they were filled with the joy of liberation and the joy of being able to atone for their sins in the end.

The rest of the household was sacrificed, and the pigs and sheep were slaughtered and placed high on the god table. Fruits, ears of wheat, and crafted wine, people always pay tribute to the gods with the best things they have.

Now that there are no new temples and no statues, the Nuomen have already been told the answer and left here. The former gods were no longer sitting behind the table, waiting for them, only those solitary fingers.

The vast team stopped in front of this finger.

"Thank you very much," the village chief came first, and said softly as he knelt down in front of it, "you saved us once again."

With an uneasy expression, he hesitated for a long time, and said, "I don't know if you believe it or not, but we—never had the intention of killing you."

How could they kill the gods?

It's just that in this world, there are always other things that can blind people's eyes. such as fear.

The fear of death is the most vivid, and even manipulates their minds.

"We only know now," the village chief murmured. "Life and death—this is an ordinary matter. As you said at the beginning, life and death are determined and cannot be forced."

He kowtowed three times in front of these fingers, his voice trembling.

"Faithful man is guilty!"

"Sin is greed!"

"—Sin is killing!"

After saying this, he raised his face again and bowed to the god again tremblingly.

"Please punish..."

There was a thunder in the sky. Immediately, pea-sized raindrops splashed down and fell on the villagers.

Their flesh and skin gradually melted under the raindrops, but they exclaimed with joy and couldn't wait to reach out to greet them.

This is the first rain in Shanhai Village in a hundred years.

The rain soaked the land, as well as the villagers - in this rain, they soon dissolved their flesh and became pale skeletons. The skeletons fell one by one, and finally dissolved into the loess.

Dust to dust, dust to dust, and soul to everywhere. For this sin, they may still have to spend a hundred thousand years in hell.

Kou Dong sighed softly in his heart. Ye Yanzhi hugged him tightly and said, "It's time to go."

"Yes." The young man replied, "it's time to go."

A new prompt box pops up.

【Are you sure about the final answer? A, yes; B, no. 】

Kou Dong gave his answer. Almost at the moment of speaking, his eyes suddenly darkened, the scene of Shanhai Village suddenly shrank, and he was finally thrown to the horizon.

After opening his eyes again, Kou Dong returned to the game's home. He opened the appointment panel and saw that the evil god was in the fourth frame, the corners of his mouth were raised, as if he was smiling.

Kou Dong couldn't tell how he was feeling, and subconsciously rubbed the evil god's face with his fingers. At the same time, unexpectedly, Kou Dong saw the evil spirit move in the frame.

It's like raising your hand.

"...???"

Without the slightest preparation, Kou Dong's hand suddenly pressed against the palm of the evil god.A familiar force came, and the NPC in the picture frame held his hand tightly, refusing to refuse, without giving any leeway—

One dragged him in.

Kou Dong: "!!!"

Ye Yanzhi who couldn't get in: "!!!"

Isn't this touching porcelain?

He shook a few times and was thrown out of the frame, almost laughing angrily.Look, this is what Kou Dong spent a prop in exchange for—he said, this group of NPCs are not good at all!

None of them are good!!

The author has something to say:

Kou Dong grabbed a wave of chairs on the last day.

Cthulhu (suddenly realized): So can still play like this.

learned, learned.