My beast is not an evil god.

Chapter 500 Lu Yu: Killing a god is as easy as breathing! One person controls a world! Entering the old days
boom!
The long river of history suddenly fell into a state of madness, with endless historical confusion, time distortion, and the extracted time and space turned into a black hole that swallowed everything.

"what happened?"

Countless ancient beings that had been sleeping in history were awakened, even the gods on the Mother River cast their eyes over.

Looking surprised, I don’t know what happened?
This commotion seemed to be even bigger than the one that buried that person countless years ago.

Is the Pure White God dead?
Or is it the Faceless God, the God of Fun, who is causing trouble?
Or is it that the old era is about to undergo a transformation?

However, the long river of history did not answer anyone's questions. It even violated the iron law that the past belongs to history and began to flow upstream, sweeping away the dust of history and washing towards the present world.

The terrifying historical monsters that were originally shrouded in the fog of history now seem extremely small in front of the fully awakened river of history and can only flee in a panic.

Can't escape? Then you'll be crushed in an instant.

"What's this?!"

The Tianzhou clan, who were originally recuperating on the Ship of Ashes, were also staring at the sweeping river of history in amazement.

Even if they rely on artifacts to possess true king-level combat power, which is enough to occupy a place in the main world, in the long river of history, a random wave can annihilate them.

Faced with a long history of riots, even the gods have to give in.

But now... they have nowhere to run!

hum!
Just when they thought their clan was going to be exterminated, the yellow cloth flag on the Ash Sky Boat fluttered, and the originally surging waves of history actually bypassed them.

"Praise to the great collector!"

When all the Tianzhu people saw this scene, they knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly.

The false king Tian Zhou watched this scene and during this time, he could feel that the tribesmen no longer believed in the sun or King Tian Zhou, but began to believe in the Collector instead.

But he did not stop. As long as he could survive, what difference did it make?

"It's a pity that Lu Yu didn't come." Tian Zhou's fake king sighed. His potential had reached its limit. Although there was only one step between the fake king and the real king, there was a world of difference between them.

Especially the long years when he was transformed into the beast of daylight had worn away his spirit, making it difficult for him to go against the flow of the mother river and become king.

But Lu Yu is different. He has unprecedented talent and unlimited potential. He is recognized by the Sun King and is the perfect heir.

It’s a pity that he started too high. With the powerful human race behind him, too many people were willing to give him a chance.

"Only when you are beaten by reality will you understand how precious the chance to become a king is." The fake king Tian Zhou was not in a hurry, nor did he think that Lu Yu could become a king 100%.

You know, with the full help of the Tianzhou clan, he is capable of becoming a True King. If he can rescue that group of ancients and bring back the secrets of the sun, it is possible for him to become a pinnacle True King or even a demigod on earth.

The other party will definitely not be able to resist such temptation.

As long as you are patient, you will wait for him sooner or later and he will come to be the King of the Day.

I just don't know what happened in the long river of history. I feel that He is particularly anxious.

As if afraid it would be too late!

At the same time,
"Is this what you call a funeral?"

Even Chaos Spirit God, an evil god condensed by desire, could not understand why the disciple wanted to commit suicide.

And he was using a top-level artifact like the Spear of the Old Ones. Was he afraid that he wouldn’t be able to die?

Could it be that he died to atone for failing to complete the mission?
Or is it that you are too fragile to accept failure?
The kings frowned, unable to understand the disciples' logic.

But I soon realized...

Although the higher the spiritual level, the more terrifying and crazy the nature becomes, but that is about obsession, not being brainless.

Isn't it crazy to try to understand a madman?

However, what concerned them more was that the Chaos Spirit God called his disciples as such, and was even quite afraid of the existence behind them.

Because they came late, they just thought he was the agent of a top-level great being?
The style of doing things seems to be that of the Faceless God's camp!

“Why on earth is this happening?!”

The King of Order, or Lady of the World, was the only one among all the kings who knew the identity of the disciple. She frowned as she watched the disciple die gracefully without feeling any breath of life.

"This guy must have been hanging out outside for too long and his brain has been damaged. I've already told you that if you like him, you might as well keep him by your side as a concubine..." The Mechanical Angel said carelessly, but under the gentle gaze of the Mechanical Mother, he closed his mouth and muttered softly: "I'm just giving you advice."

In fact, she also had some selfish motives. If Ms. World kept Lu Yu, she could borrow him to play with him.

This guy once got her pregnant and kicked the man who had an abortion.

Although he used the Breeding Foot, he was still an enemy at that time.

But you tell me whether the result is the same.

When the time comes, let Huangmao get pregnant, bully him severely, and then abandon him.

Although it's a bit excessive, at least no one will die.

Look at it now, it has turned into barbecue skewers. I guess the only way to save it is to use some frying oil.

Wait...it would be nice to make it into an electric toy!
"Okay, have you forgotten that we share the same body? If we don't put up a mental barrier, the thoughts will be too strong and it will be like playing a radio in our heads?" The Mechanical Mother reminded helplessly, asking the Mechanical Angel to quickly restrain his thoughts and put up a mental barrier for himself.

The Mechanical Mother said helplessly in her heart: "World, don't worry about it. Xinyue means well, but Lu Yu should have other tricks up his sleeve."

Ms. World didn’t care, or rather…

She didn't think that someone like Lu Yu, who was so ruthless to the extreme, would be willing to die.

But looking at the disciple committing suicide in front of him, it is the fact.

Ms. World inherited the memory of the Master of Spiritual Machinery, so she naturally recognized this famous weapon, the legendary Spear of the Old Ones.

The way to use it is that the older the target is, the stronger the sealing ability will be, and it can even resonate across the long river of history.

But the only drawback is that it is very fragile and can be easily broken. It is not suitable for combat.

Usually used as a finishing blow!

Since its birth, it has had two owners. The first one was [Old Days], the sun that only existed in the past.

The second one is the Faceless God.

In their hands, even a blade of grass is a top-level artifact, enough to cut the world apart, so strength is not important.

Unlike the disciples, the conditions for him to use the Spear of the Old Ones are extremely harsh, and it is easy for him to fail if he is not careful.

Coupled with the appearance of the Wall of Billions of Evil Spirits, even if the power of the Spear of the Old Ones was exhausted, it would be impossible to pierce the Chaos Evil Spirit God.

But he chose to hit himself...

ancient……

"Could it be..."

Lady World seemed to understand something, and looked at the disciple's blood flowing on the stone spear, being absorbed by the uneven and rough surface, flowing along the sun's veins, gradually bursting into brilliance, reflecting the ancient years.

At this moment, her expression changed in shock. Did she understand what Lu Yu wanted to do?

“Don’t come near the disciples, go away!”

She retreated decisively and shouted to the human kings who were preparing to intercept the Chaos Spirit God Nie Dengde.

The human kings were also stunned. Although they were confused, they chose to retreat out of trust in the King of Order, but still maintained a distance that allowed them to launch an attack.

The kings of the Ten Thousand Races camp frowned. Although they didn't know what the King of Order was doing, they became more alert and launched an attack towards the Chaos Spirit God.

Laws appeared one after another, various royal courts appeared, and pressured the main world.

"Lord of Order, since you have helped me to deal with half of my opponents, after I become a god, you can be my son of God and search for more worlds for me!"

The Chaos Spirit God laughed loudly, and countless hands of desire spread out from his twisted body of desire, like a ferocious open mouth, swallowing most of the old god's body and digesting more power.

Flesh, blood, soul, and spirituality are intertwined, igniting the divine fire, melting divinity, and condensing one's own authority.

"Let all realms listen to my voice!"

The Chaos Spirit God looked crazy, but the next second, he heard a mysterious sound coming from the body of the disciple who was standing in the same place and pierced by the Spear of the Old Ones.

Wow!
Like the surging waves, it is mighty and powerful.

"This is……"

The Chaos Spirit God was stunned at first, thinking that the disciple was going to resurrect again, but as the dusty memories began to revive, a look of horror appeared on his face:
"How can it be?!"

boom!
Along with the sound of space shattering, the vast river of history seeped out from the disciple's heart, turning into billions of historical dust surging, dyeing the world a rusty red.

Blurry, dead, and gloomy, like an overexposed film in an old projector.

The place where the disciples were originally located has become the source of chaos in the world!
"What!?"

This scene shocked all the kings.

They did not freeze in their tracks, but decisively used the law to resist. However, faced with endless historical dust, even the laws that transformed the world were instantly covered up, and then disappeared silently like lost history.

When the spirit is silent, everything perishes!

This is the true power of the Dharma Ending Age.

If they had not been too close, and if the river of history had not expanded without restraint, they would have been swept away by the rapids and buried in the past.

Even so, there is a true king in the camp of all races who can only watch his royal court being swept away by the long river of history, covered by countless historical dust, and sinking to the bottom of the river.

They couldn't understand why the disciples, by piercing themselves, could bring here the long river of history that had always existed in the past!

Even if an ordinary great being dies, he may not appear in person.

Disciples... Why?

The human kings were thankful that the King of Order had given them a reminder.

However, Ms. World stared intently at the long river of history that engulfed the world, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised:
"I see."

She always felt that Lu Yu's gifts were too great and his growth rate was too fast, and even the Son of God might not be able to compare to him.

Now I finally understand that Lu Yu is not the agent of a mysterious existence, but the same as myself...

It is the human body of a great being.

Moreover, it is extremely ancient!
Even the long river of history must be treated with caution!

Ms. World's mood improved and she was no longer worried.

Since Lu Yu dared to do this, he must have confidence.

This was the blind faith she had in him for so long.

Moreover, since they are both high-dimensional life forms, the probability of coming together is greater.

“Damn it, why can he summon the long river of history?” The Chaos Spirit God roared. Although it was unbelievable, he continued to resist the approaching historical dust and thought to himself: “But as long as he waits until he is swept away by the long river of history, everything will be over. Besides, there is not much historical dust on his body, so it should not be affected…”

As long as you can get through it, at least you can guarantee your safety!
However, at this moment, a piece of white paper emerged on the long river of history, with words appearing on it.

[The disciple defeated the Thousand-Armed Elf Queen, the Void Thousand-Footed Sword Princess, the Hundred-Eyed Angel, and the Storm Nine-Headed Dragon. Facing the resurrected Old God, he wisely chose to pierce his body with the Spear of the Old Days. After all...]

[He is older than the gods!] [The long river of history was inspired by this and was ready to take this story and seal it in the past.]

Learn the skills from the foreigners in order to defeat them!
Use the Paper God's method to defeat the Paper God!
At the end of the white paper, a pattern of a felt hat appeared, making Chaos Spirit God Evil seem to see the disciple smiling at her and making a silent mockery.

Are you the only one who can write stories?
Seeing this, the Chaos Spirit God Evil didn't have time to get angry before he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and suddenly found that the Spear of the Old Ones had appeared above him and the Paper God at some point.

Due to cause and effect, the moment Lu Yu sealed himself, everything in the entire Old Kingdom of God was also sealed.

All this was because she took the initiative to guide the other party to join this story and established a causal relationship.

Just like the stupid villain in the story, he was played around by Lu Yu!

"Do not!!!!"

The Chaos Spirit God roared and tried his best to resist, but it was too late.

The mighty river of history surged forward, and the Paper God's body burst out with boundless divine power. The historical dust on his body almost disappeared, and most of his divine power was restored.

However, faced with the erosion of the long river of history, it was instantly submerged.

There is no way to resist!

The chaotic spirit god fled frantically, but the long river of history had already locked onto her, and a wave that rose up at random swept her body into the dust of history.

At this moment, endless panic surged into my heart.

She has not yet become a god...

she doesn't want to die...

I don’t want to be imprisoned in the eternal old days…

But the waves of the long river of history burst out with a terrifying suction force, constantly sweeping her away. She looked at the Sky Tree King, who was only a few meters away from her.

She tried her best to see him.

With a click, the painful face of the other party's wife appeared on the delicate face of the Chaos Spirit God. She shouted in panic:

"Save me, or she will be imprisoned in the Old Times for eternity!"

The Sky Tree King lost the suppression of the Old Kingdom of God and stood there, looking at his wife's painful face and hearing her voice:

"... Safataid... I'm in so much pain..."

Seeing this scene, the Sky Tree King had a painful expression on his face, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the Chaos Spirit God.

When the Elf Queen saw this scene, she seemed to want to say something but stopped herself.

Do you want to stop your father from saving your mother?
But if the Chaos Spirit God survives, wouldn't it mean that all the disciples' previous efforts would be wasted?

Finally, she yelled, "Father, don't be fooled. Mother died a long time ago. This is all her fakery."

The Sky Dome Tree King spoke in a hoarse voice without even turning his head:

"If I can stay with her, even if it means burying the past, so what, Christasha, please forgive my selfishness."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and walked towards the Chaos Spirit God whose body was mostly swallowed by the waves of the long river of history, making the latter's eyes filled with greed.

As long as it touches it, it can corrode the soul of the Tree King, borrow the opponent's power to sever the cause and effect, and occupy the body of the True King.

Almost...

Just a little bit...

However, just as the Sky Tree King was about to touch it, a voice suddenly came from behind:

"Safatayid!"

The Sky Tree King suddenly turned his head and saw a figure in a white dress appearing in the dusty forest that was almost in ruins.

She had the exact same face as Elfheim, leaning against a tree with a gentle smile, exactly the same as the figure in the Sky Tree King's memory.

Even the soul aura is exactly the same.

"Elfheim?" The Sky Tree King was stunned. Why were there two Elfheims?

However, Elfheim in the dust frowned and said, "Why are you still as dumb as before? Didn't I tell you to live well? If you miss me, look at the dust. I will come back."

At this moment, the Sky Tree King was completely shaken.

The real Elfheim had actually returned a long time ago.

"Get out of here!"

However, the next second, accompanied by a roar, the white moonlight in memory was instantly roared away and fell into the jungle, blood splattered, dyeing the thorn bush red.

"She's a fake!"

The one who made the move was the Chaos Spirit God Evil. The dust of history had covered her entire body, leaving only her head. Anyone who tried to disrupt her survival plan would be crushed by her.

And the other party is really a fake, because the real Elfheim soul is in her hands.

She looked at the Sky Tree King who was standing there, and continued to ask for help. However, the woman's face became ferocious and she roared, "Save me quickly, or I will kill myself!"

It's just like……

The villain became furious after his plan was exposed!

"Bitch..." Before the Chaos Spirit God could even curse, the Law of the Sky Tree smashed down on her head, crushing it, and the red and white substance permeated the roots of the Sky Tree.

The Sky Tree King watched indifferently as the Chaos Spirit God was covered by the dust of history and was completely drawn into the long river of history.

When he turned around and looked at the jungle again, he did not find Elfheim's body, nor any blood, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream.

However, in the jungle far away, a half-elf girl was stumbling along, covered in wounds, the world before her becoming increasingly blurry and her spirituality declining.

Although the Chaos Spirit God used all his strength to resist the erosion of the dust of history, he was still a true king after all, and a roar almost shattered her.

If it weren't for his immortality, he would have died on the spot.

But it has also been terribly polluted and eroded by time.

There is a price to pay for intervening in the future.

"Are you going to die?"

Feeling the approach of death, red air continued to overflow from the half-elf girl's body and condensed into a circle.

Her body also turned into a thin red figure, and she rushed in with all her might.

"Before I meet Xiu Ren, death cannot catch up with me."

All this did not attract anyone's attention, except...

"Time eventually forms a closed loop."

With a sigh, the disciple walked slowly across the long river of history, leaning on the scepter.

The turbulent and violent river of history actually condensed a calm path for him to walk on.

It made everyone hold their breath.

However, Lu Yu didn't care about them. He recalled what had just happened in the jungle and sighed in his heart.

That half-elf girl...

It was Demon Rat No. 44, the girl we met at the beginning. She came to the future, but used a special time barrier to cut off her connection with the rat.

It cannot use its own identity to contact its future self, nor can it communicate with them, otherwise it will suffer the backlash of time.

Lu Yu also pretended not to know of its existence, thinking that he could complete the plan without the help of the demon rat and let it return safely.

But unexpectedly, for the sake of his own plan and to prevent the Chaos Spirit God from having the chance to hurt him, Demon Rat No. 44 chose to sacrifice himself.

The future it traveled through was obviously different from the information originally told, but its own personality forcibly anchored the timeline, with the time it spent as the only one.

It also includes the inevitable death of the rat clone.

The power of time is far more terrifying than he imagined!
Even more terrifying is the forbidden truth, which can forcibly anchor uniqueness.

Let time form a special closed loop.

If he was truly taboo, he could change it at will, but now, he could only witness it.

"Taboo, being high and mighty, is not it a kind of mercy?"

This thought suddenly emerged in Lu Yu's mind, and he had a deeper understanding of the taboos.

He raised his head and looked at the long river of history, which was like a huge spear of the Old Ones, piercing through the Chaos Spirit Gods and the Old Gods, and chuckled:

"I said,"

"Killing a god is like breathing!"

The words were spoken with great arrogance, but no one spoke up to refute them.

This is true even for the Chaos Spirit God, because she has been floating in the dust of history and no longer has the ability to speak.

Even the kings remained silent.

They are curious.
Why has history given such preferential treatment to disciples?

Even the old gods can only be submerged in the long river of history, but the disciples can slowly come.

Like a witness and recorder of history.

He... no, which era did this immortal come from?
The Elf Queen stared blankly at the figure who saved the Sky Tree Kingdom and saved everything for her, and the figure was deeply engraved in the depths of her soul.

At this moment, the disciple turned his head, looked at her, and said:

"Without the source of desire, the Chaos Spirits and Evil Gods, these evil spirits can still be saved as long as the ecological influence on their bodies is dispelled and the law is used to reverse the true nature of desire. I will leave first."

After all, they were allies, so Lu Yu still gave a reminder.

The Elf Queen asked blankly, "Where are you going?"

The disciple adjusted his hat, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said without turning his head:

"I came from the past and am going to the future..."

"Just passing through the human world."

At this point, the long river of history can’t wait any longer.

Considering his forbidden status, He has waited for a long time to let Lu Yu experience being alone in ruling an entire world. Why is He still hesitating?
Don’t you want to lose face?

then,

Endless historical dust covered him up, hiding his figure. With the kingdom of God and the old gods as coffins and the long river of history as escort, a grand funeral of the century was held.

Buried in...

The old days!

(End of this chapter)