Not a god

Chapter 73 Horse-killing Sword
Thousands of miles away, in Miaoshou Town, there is the Temple of Thieves.

If there are a large number of Daytime Ghosts gathered in one place, Lao Rong Street will appear. If the scale of Daytime Ghosts reaches a certain level within a radius of 100 miles, a Miaoshou Town will appear. In Miaoshou Town, there will be a Temple of the Saint of Thieves, which is dedicated to the Daytime Ghosts to worship the Saint of Thieves.

The Daytime Ghost would regularly bring stolen treasures to the Temple of the Thieves as offerings.

Inside the Temple of the King of Thieves, there are a few scattered daytime ghosts offering sacrifices, and at the innermost part of the temple is a statue of the King of Thieves.

What does the statue of the Thief Saint King look like?

He is mighty, upright, with a dragon-like chin and a majestic demeanor. He is as thick as a black bear, as playful as an iron ox, with a body nine feet long and as white as silver, with yellow beard, red hair and red eyes.

This statue is so majestic, like a god from heaven. If it were to appear in the real world, those lowly villains would be so frightened that they would be silent and terrified at the sight of it.

However, at this moment, tiny cracks suddenly appeared on the neck of the mighty statue of the thief saint, and the cracks continued to spread, as if someone had drawn a line on the neck of the thief saint statue.

Suddenly, the eyes of the Thief Saint showed a hint of intelligence. Although they were made of gold and stone, they suddenly blinked, and then raised their hand to touch their neck, wiping off the gold thread.

The daytime ghosts below noticed the change in the statue of the thief saint, and one of them exclaimed, "Oh! The thief saint king has appeared!"

The enshrined deity appeared in spirit, and all the daytime ghosts in the temple were so excited that they turned around and ran away.

The bronze statue blinked vividly, twitched the corners of its mouth, looked around with its pupils moving up and down, and then suddenly opened its mouth.

Suddenly a strange wind blew in the temple, the earth shook and the mountains trembled. Dozens of daytime ghosts were not spared and were all turned into ashes and sucked into the temple.

He burped, and the magic on the statue gradually faded away, and it turned into a bronze statue again. However, an old man with rat eyes, a thin head, a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks walked out from behind the statue of the thief saint.

"My external incarnation was killed?"

This incarnation cannot be obtained easily; it is extremely precious and even he, the King of Thieves, feels sorry for it.

"Who dares to kill my incarnation?"

The Thief King stretched lazily, scratched the itch on his back, sniffed, and his bean-sized eyes suddenly opened:
"The dreamland is actually approaching the real world again. Wasn't it estimated that it would take a thousand years for the dreamland to approach again? I have slept for a thousand years? No, it has only been over a hundred years since the last time I slept. Oh my goodness... How great is the resentment during these hundred years!"

But no matter how big the sky or the earth is, it doesn’t matter what he did to the Saint Thief King. Everyone in this dreamland knows that he will take revenge for any slight.

He wanted to see who dared to kill his incarnation.

Since he had killed his incarnation, he had a connection with him. The King of Thieves used his peeping eyes to take a closer look.

However, the peeping eyes that had always been effective in the past were presbyopic today and he could not see the man's figure clearly, which made the King of Thieves feel very strange.

"This person also has the ability to conceal his whereabouts?"

What kind of personality do pickpockets have? The more they are not allowed to see something, the more they want to take a look at it. If you kill his incarnation and still not let him see it, how can he tolerate it?
The King of Thieves is good at two things: one is peeping, the other is running away. As for stealing, it is just out of interest.

With his current power as the king, when it comes to spying, he admits he is second to none, and no one dares to claim to be first. Everyone has their own specialties, and even those Daluotian are not good at it.

He peeked through the window and opened fire at full force;

That vague mist dissects layer by layer;
However, as he continued to dig deeper and follow the clues, the answer gradually surfaced, but his instinct warned him that if he continued to look, some crisis would arise.

His eyes were wide open, but his eyelids were twitching wildly. The instinct of running away after many years was warning him.

Don't look at me, brother. If you look again, something bad will happen.

Stop it, thief, there are generals everywhere outside.

You're just bragging. Can you see this?
Huh? Not even a peek? Is this worthy of his title of the King of Thieves? The King of Thieves blew his beard and glared.

He can be a coward in other matters, but how can he make any mistakes when it comes to his ability to guard the house? You know, back then, he even dared to spy on the general.

You don't want to show it to me, right? Just look at it! Finally, all the fog was broken by him, and the King of Thieves finally saw the man who killed his clone. However, before he could feel proud, his hair suddenly stood on end!

It was because after he saw through the fog, what he saw was actually a woman's eye!

Those eyes just followed the mist and stared at him!
Almost in an instant he was certain that this eye came from a being more terrifying than Daluotian...it was the eye of the Goddess of Great Love!
Why did His eyes appear on the person He wanted to spy on?
The Thief King's hair stood on end and his face turned pale. Before he could even say a word to beg for mercy, smoke suddenly began to come out of his eyes.

"what!"

Only a scream was left, and the Thief Saint King covered his eyes, two lines of blood and tears slowly flowed down.

"Am I blind?!"

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The tiger-head guillotine cut off the head of the Thief Saint King's clone and returned to Chen Xi's hand.

However, the tiger-head guillotine, which was originally shining brightly with golden light, was now stained with several pools of dirty black and red blood, emitting an evil aura.

Chen Xi used the art of physiognomy to take a look:
"I flee from my hometown not because I value my life, but because I cannot bear to touch the filth. The tiger-head guillotine stained by the blood of sinners needs to be waited for the blood to be eliminated, or the filth can be removed by purifying water with poplar branches. But how can you have such a treasure?"

This Su Qingyue version of chatgpt was becoming more and more feminine, and Chen Xi automatically ignored those sarcastic remarks.

In other words, this tiger-head guillotine is also obsessed with mysophobia. After beheading a criminal, it needs to wait until the dirty blood is gone before it can be used again. Either wait for it to slowly recover, or wash it with willow twigs and clean water.

It turned out that it was not disposable. The problem was where did Chen Xi get the mango twig water purification? He did buy the mango twig nectar.

Forget it, let’s take it back first. Chen Xi waved his hand and used the technique of hiding filth and dirt to put it away.

In fact, he was not so decisive just now. He did not immediately think of using the tiger-head guillotine. He did not even know what was happening and always thought he was just a spectator.

However, as soon as the shadow in the sky appeared, the tiger-head guillotine in his arms could no longer be restrained, and the tiger head on the guillotine glared ferociously.

The child in his arms was crying out for help, what else could Chen Xi say? He just let the tiger bite him on the spot.

It seemed like a big BOSS had arrived this time, and Chen Xi was thinking about what kind of rewards would come out, at least a more powerful skill. So far, he didn't have any powerful output skills, and he relied on his great strength to fly bricks in fights. Now there were a lot of videos of Tianmingren on the Internet, with all kinds of things, and his fighting was still so primitive, which damaged his image as a master.

Shan Tingming was activated. Chen Xi originally wanted to see where this person came from, but he saw a thin beggar in the picture. He saw how he started out as a small thief and grew up to be big and powerful. After awakening to his destiny, he became equal to many big men and thrived in that dynasty. However, soon the picture began to become blurry, snow began to appear, the frame rate dropped, and it even crashed in the end.

What’s going on? How come the quality has deteriorated so quickly after just using it?

Only in the last picture can some details be vaguely seen.

It turned out that what he had just killed was not the real body, but a Painted Skin clone with the strength of Jin Zigong.

Although this clone is also very valuable, it has nothing to do with the original body. Just chop it down and there will be no reward.

Damn it, this was the first time that Chen Xi experienced the feeling of the evil corpse in his dream going through so much trouble to kill the destined man, only to end up eating a mouthful of paper.

Isn't this just a waste of his chance to kill someone with a guillotine?

Just when Chen Xi thought that he had suffered a huge loss this time, the Stealing Saint Life was actually activated.

Moreover, the damage caused to the enemy is judged to be severe and near-fatal!
What? Didn't he just kill a clone? Why was he seriously injured and on the verge of death?
Chen Xi felt his hand sink and found that there was an extra knife in his hand, and it was very heavy.

"The general's saber, in the hands of the general, killed countless dukes, kings, and even evil corpses of heavenly destiny, living horrors, and dragon corpses, nourishing its spirituality and nurturing it into a natural disaster-level evil creature. After the general's death, the spirituality has dissipated, leaving only the characteristics of being indestructible, sharp, and able to ward off all evil. As for how to re-stimulate its spirituality, perhaps we can use it to kill more sinners and evil corpses to try?"

Chen Xi took a look and saw that a natural disaster-level evil creature had exploded into a golden legend.

　The levels of evil creatures have not been given yet, [world destruction], [natural disaster], [calamity], [misery], [evil thoughts], they are not explained in detail in the main text, but will be mentioned later.

　　Daluotian corresponds to the destruction of the world and natural disasters, the King of Cauldrons corresponds to disaster, Jin Zigong corresponds to calamity and misfortune, Baichengjun corresponds to misfortune, Puluozhong corresponds to suffering, and ordinary people correspond to evil thoughts.

　　It doesn't matter if you can't remember it. I may not forget it myself. I will give you some hints if there are any relevant plots.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)