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Sometimes, the throne even feels...

Humanity's continuation of civilization in such an ugly way is worse than simply ending it all.

For example, the followers of the god of decay.

Their bodies were covered in festering sores, oozing pus and emitting a foul stench.

For them, living is an endless torment, while death is a relief.

But once one believes in the god of decay, even death becomes a luxury.

Thinking of this, the throne dryly said:

"So, my lord, have you come here to exterminate us?"

Ye Ren smiled upon hearing this, but there was no real joy in it.

He stepped forward and patted the throne heavily on the shoulder:

"Silly child, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"I want to rebuild the order of human society and bring this derailed human civilization back to its normal state."

The throne's eyes widened suddenly, and its pupils contracted sharply.

He even wondered if he was hallucinating because he was still a bit dazed from being resurrected.

"Ber...wait a minute?"

The throne stared at Ye Ren:

"You mean, as a deity, you would allow humanity to live according to our own worldview and values?"

This is simply a fantasy!

"That's one way to understand it." Ye Ren nodded affirmatively. "I want to correct the mistakes of the current human era and bring it back to its normal state."

"But why?"

The throne still couldn't understand; his vigilance remained undiminished.

"To the gods, we humans are so small and insignificant. Moreover, the gods' values ​​and ours are not even on the same level. Why would you do this?"

The throne believes there is no such thing as a free lunch, let alone a pie falling from the sky.

He hated that the gods had distorted human civilization, but he was powerless to do anything about it.

Because if you look at it from another angle, it's like the god of decay.

He himself is the embodiment of the concept of "decay"; He was born to be decayed.

They are not the same species as humans at all.

There's no right or wrong, it's just that the gap between the two sides is too vast.

In order to receive His blessings and to survive in this cruel world, humanity has no choice but to embrace decay.

"Why did I do that?"

Ye Ren's smile faded, and his eyes became somewhat deep.

"Because the world I live in now makes me physically uncomfortable and nauseous."

"And..." he changed the subject, uttering a speculation that shocked the throne even more.

"I suspect that this planet, and even the humans on it, are not simple."

"It's not simple... almost all the gods of the subspace are coveting this place."

The throne's heart skipped a beat:

"Including you?"

"Not including me." Ye Ren shook his head and grinned.

"I'm different from other gods; I've reached the ceiling."

throne:"???"

Ye Ren smiled broadly as he looked at Ye Ren's bewildered expression:

"It means exactly what you think, and I believe that almost all the gods want to kill me and take my place, but they can't."

"But this planet is crucial. Maybe it's an object on the planet, maybe it's some life form on the planet, or even a specific person..."

"The gods want it."

"Perhaps after they obtain that thing, they will have the power to kill me."

"Just like the snake inside you, they just want to survive and become stronger."

Ye Ren shrugged and concluded:

"So, all I want to do is survive, and incidentally, make this eyesore of a world a little more pleasing to the eye."

What do you think of this explanation?

"Throne bro."

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The throne fell silent.

He lowered his head, his black hair hanging down, obscuring the expression on his face.

There's so much information!

Ye Ren's words contained so much information that even this former eighth-order God-given person felt his brain crash.

ceiling?

All the gods wanted to kill him?

Is this planet the key?

How outrageous it is for these words to come from the mouth of someone who claims to be a god or the ceiling.

Can you believe it?

So what if we can't believe it?

What can I say when I'm at their mercy?

a long time.

Wang Zuo slowly raised his head, looking at Ye Ren with a complex expression, and uttered a few words:

"I can't believe it."

"Whatever." Ye Ren shrugged indifferently. "I'm only telling you this because you and I share the same goal. Believe it or not, I'm going to change this world."

His tone was so calm that the throne felt he could get it done!

The throne fell silent once more.

In any case, the other party's determination to "correct" the world is exactly the same as his own.

"Understood." The throne took a deep breath, as if making a decision. "So now, what do you need me to do?"

Since we share the same goal, nothing else matters, all for the sake of correcting this distorted world.

The throne bro can even be indifferent to himself.

Not only did he use himself to set a trap for the Great Black Serpent Mother, but he also plotted against the Goddess of Life at the same time, although he ultimately failed.

"good!"

The serious expression on Ye Ren's face vanished instantly, replaced by a beaming smile; his change of expression was faster than turning the pages of a book.

He rubbed his hands together and approached the throne.

"Well then, let's revise the letter first."

"Throne Bro, would you be willing to become my chosen one?"

"I'm certainly willing," the throne answered decisively, "but what about the goddess of life..."

This is a bit tricky.

As a former eighth-order chosen one of the gods, he was deeply bound to the Goddess of Life.

What?

Didn't they already betray the goddess of life before?

That's because the goddess of life wanted to torment the throne, so she never took back her blessing, leaving him in a state of neither life nor death.

"That's no big deal," Ye Ren said with a wave of his hand.

What are you afraid of?

"Just convert to Christianity, and I'll take care of the rest."

The throne couldn't help but sigh, "Is this the ceiling?"

"Alright," the throne said seriously. "What do you need me to do? I had a very good priest friend when I was alive. He presided over my first religious enlightenment. Do I need complicated rituals and offerings?"

"No need for that." Ye Ren waved his hand, as if shooing away a fly.

"You only need to have sincere faith in me, and I will be able to sense it."

The throne was stunned:

"What do you mean? No offerings are needed? And what about the sacrificial arrays?"

He paused for a moment, then asked the most crucial question.

"By the way, what price will I have to pay?"

"Why do you keep talking so much?" Ye Ren asked with a look of disgust.

"I already told you, just trust me, you don't need to prepare anything, just be sincere!"

"Furthermore," he glanced sideways at the throne, "do you think I'm as disgusting as those flashy, cheap women out there? Trust me, there will be no consequences!"

The throne looked at him suspiciously, his lips twitching slightly.

"No... bro, the way you're saying it makes me even more unsure."