I would rather betray the gods

"The divine artifact of the past has avenged your divine punishment; now, it is a divine artifact with a brand new soul."

Looking at the scene before him, the warden said coldly.

"Well, it was a series of coincidences, but in the end, a miracle happened."

Yuzu found it too difficult to control, so she simply put the artifact into her special space while speaking.

"I just don't understand, what makes you think you can stir up emotions in the artifact and make it choose to help you in the end?"

The die is cast; the warden just wants an answer.

Yuzu smiled slightly and said, "You only know that the divine artifact fought alongside me in my past life, but you don't know that the divine artifact has its own attachments."

The bamboo grove I abandoned was a small haven where I and my beloved used to fish and rest in my past life. The most unforgettable part of that time was precisely that period.

Therefore, this world, besides thrilling battles, also offers poetic and beautiful love stories.

"Understood." The warden slowly closed his eyes.

This move not only signifies his surrender, but also the complete collapse of the prison system he built with the divine artifact. He can no longer control most of the people here, and they can leave if they want; he will not stop them.

People also realized this and began to make arrangements to escape the planet.

In the chaos, the cyborg came up to Yuzu, only smiling and saying nothing.

"Aren't you going to hurry up? You'll have to work harder if the warden changes his mind," Yuzu asked him.

"I'm more curious about what you did to rank your sins above mine."

The cyborg deliberately put on a defiant look.

It's a long story.

Yuzu waved her hand, indicating that he should hurry up and leave, then looked thoughtfully at the horizon...

A few months ago——————

'Ding ding dang'

A few wind chimes rang.

Clear footsteps began to echo across the long, silent bridge.

You could hear that every step of their footsteps was filled with curiosity and doubt.

"Where am I? Wasn't I taken to the hospital?"

The person who came was Yuzu. He only remembered being carried into an ambulance before he lost consciousness, but when he woke up, he found himself in this strange place.

Like most people, when faced with such a strange sight, Yuzu took out her phone.

Unlike others who would post on social media or share with important people, he chose to record a video.

He only allows his WeChat Moments to be visible for three days at a time, and he hasn't posted on Moments for almost two or three years. In that state, who could he possibly share with?

On the phone, the scene before my eyes was even more astonishing:

The churning sea of ​​clouds flowed slowly beneath the bridge like waves, with occasional "splashes" from the clouds flying over the stone railing before gradually dissipating.

Like shimmering waves, the surrounding colorful light makes the flowing clouds even more vivid.

The long bridge and flowing water reflect the sky, creating a scene as poetic and dreamlike as a dream.

Zooming in with the phone camera revealed a magnificent, ethereal pavilion facing the other end of the long bridge.

The pavilion's main gate was tightly closed, with two giant stone figures standing guard on either side.

The overall atmosphere was solemn and dignified.

Now that we have arrived, God-King, please enter the court immediately and do not delay any longer.

There was no sound around, but suddenly she heard those words in her head. Yuzu was startled and quickly put her phone away.

Subconsciously, the voice came from the pavilion in front, and it was Chong who said it.

Have I ever booked a place like this? What's "God King" on the internet? ...Where is this?

All sorts of doubts, like boomerangs thrown out, eventually returned to the original question. Yuzu racked her brains but couldn't recall ever having anything to do with such a place.

But for some reason, a strange emotion urged him to enter the pavilion, as if there was something special waiting for him inside.

Let's go in and take a look!

He thought to himself as he started walking.

"What's the rush since you've already gone back?"

Suddenly someone spoke from behind, their voice sounding rather obstructive.

Yuzu turned her head at the sound and saw a "strange person".

This person had long, light blue hair and a very handsome face. If it weren't for the fact that he had a male voice first, you would have thought he was a woman!

Then look at his attire, it's... a golden crystal battle suit.

The armor is both transparent and opaque. Every bulge, every joint of every component, and even every pattern is meticulously crafted, giving the wearer a sense of both majesty and elegance!

When such a person and such a suit appeared as one in Yuzu's sight, Yuzu thought it was a perfection only found in comics.

Thankfully, he was a man, otherwise Yuzu would have felt it was impolite to talk to him. "Who are you?"

"I am the God-King Cancer, you can just call me Cancer."

The man in the combat suit smiled, his eyes narrowing.

God King?

Yuzu suddenly remembered the voice in her mind and asked, "It seemed like a voice was calling the God-King into the pavilion. Was it calling you?"

"Thank goodness! I almost thought it was calling me. If I had barged into the pavilion, I would have been incredibly embarrassed." Yuzu secretly rejoiced.

"No, I'm calling you."

The man, who identified himself as a Cancer, leaned against the stone railing as he spoke, looking at Yuzu with a casual and gentle gaze, as if he were an old friend he had known for a long time.

"So, you're calling me?"

Yuzu pointed at herself, her face filled with astonishment.

So the voice that had been echoing in his head was real. Then the question is, "Where am I?"

"You, the dream realm of the divine king Pisces, Dream Garden, welcome back."

Cancer gestured that this spot was reserved for pomelo.

"Ding ding ding..."

Just then, a small wind chime dangled from his wrist, making a pleasant sound.

The little wind chime is exquisite, but its luster gives it a dull and lifeless appearance, as if it has lost its soul.

However, Yuzu didn't care about any of that; she simply saved this fleeting moment to her memory.

At this moment, his face was wrinkled, but more than that, his mind was blank.

Who am I? The Pisces God King? Cosplay?

As if struck by a flash of inspiration, he suddenly cleared his mind and realized where he was. "I'm a grown man now, I don't play role-playing games. Please tell me where the exit is."

"You mean...you think this is Cosplay City?" Cancer blinked, his drawn-out tone suggesting he was hoping he'd misheard.

Blinking quickly also has another benefit: it can push back the dark lines on your forehead so your complexion doesn't look too bad.

"Otherwise, this outfit wouldn't suit you anywhere else either." As she spoke, Yuzu reached out and touched the Cancer crystal battle suit, thinking to herself that such a big lump of crystal was definitely not real crystal, but she had to admit that it looked pretty good.

Cancer didn't flinch, just quietly watched his hand reach out.

The moment Yuzu touched the battle suit, she felt as if a hand were being plunged into an icy abyss.

Although he didn't understand why, his subconscious told him that the battle suit only recognized one master and was very averse to his touch.

He immediately jerked back his arm, looking at the crab with a horrified expression, as if he had tried to grab a rope but instead picked up a long worm.

However, Cancer didn't see the answer he needed. Cancer's expression turned serious, and she reached out to touch his shoulder.

kindness?

Still shaken and confused, Yuzu looked at his hand on her body and thought to herself, "I touched you to see your outfit, why are you touching me in return?"

Before he could think any further, he felt a buzzing in his head and saw a golden light appear before his eyes, followed by a white light filling his vision.

Immediately afterwards, he felt his center of gravity become unstable and staggered two steps.

Once he regained his footing, he was surprised to find himself standing under the door of the attic. Looking back at his previous location, he estimated that he had moved more than a hundred meters in an instant.

I go!

What's going on?

How did you do that?

Surprise over everything, Yuzu stared wide-eyed at the Cancer that was "flying" over with her.

"So you're still calling this role-playing?" Cancer crossed his arms over his chest, tilted his head slightly, and stared at his astonished gaze.

No, no! Yuzu shook her head like a rattle-drum.

At this moment, Cancer's expression turned serious, and he said, "Don't worry about these things. This is a life-or-death moment for you."

Oh... huh?

Yuzu then remembered being carried into an ambulance in real life, and wondered if she was going to die. Her thoughts raced and she was speechless.

Cancer then explained the reason:

Awaiting him inside the pavilion were a group of princes and nobles.

To be precise, he was awaiting trial from powerful and influential figures in powerful clans!

They enter dreams from reality, using future "evidence" to force the naive young person in the present to confess, and then use the confessed document to bring down the future young person.

If they could, they would send future pomelos to the guillotine to prevent future trouble!

What? It has nothing to do with the rescue? So that means I can still be saved... Yuzu felt a surge of joy.

But a new question immediately arose in his mind: why did those people want to put him on trial and to his death...? He turned to look at the pavilion, which was incredibly magnificent. The two giant stone guards at the entrance alone exuded an aura of majesty. "The future? When?"

"About two or three months later."

Cancer didn't check the calendar before going out, so they squeezed their eyebrows and pinched their chin to roughly calculate it.

What the hell?

Yuzu felt a buzzing in her head and immediately craned her neck to ask, "Didn't you say the future? How come it's only two or three months?"

He thought, if it were true, wouldn't he be doomed? How could he possibly die?

"Not today, not tomorrow, but sometime in the next two or three months, is there something wrong with that?" Cancer asked, spreading his arms wide.