What evil intentions could an evil god possibly have?

Interestingly, although Gu Yuqiu and the Pope had many interactions, they never actually clashed.

Several years ago, there were rumors that the two had met privately, but the latter was defeated and retreated, locking himself in that church and never seeing the world again.

However, the incident that occurred in Xin Chu on Christmas Eve undoubtedly shattered this speculation, confirming that the meeting was not a battle, but a scheme to plot against the Lord of Sleep.

Although the New Chu Incident ended with the Pope's defeat without a fight, proving that Gu Yuqiu remained incredibly terrifying even after leaving the throne, it was ultimately not a battle.

In today's world, many powerful figures are aware of Gu Yuqiu's intention to leave. Considering that the Pope is already dead, they occasionally feel regret that these two beings, who stand at the pinnacle of the human world, have never had a battle.

If these powerful figures knew that such a battle was about to take place deep within the fog and in the illusory realm, they would surely be deeply moved.

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"Me now..."

Gu Yuqiu thought for a moment and said with emotion, "Compared to before, we are indeed somewhat weak."

The words were true, but the Pope heard no trace of disappointment or retreat in them, only his usual calm.

And absolute self-confidence.

The Pope was puzzled and asked seriously, "Where does your confidence come from?"

Gu Yuqiu's tone was light and cheerful, with a hint of deliberate teasing: "Of course it's not the Ancient Scroll of Sleeping Beauty."

Hearing this, the Pope remained silent.

After a moment, he stopped thinking about the problem and instead said, "Now?"

"Ah."

Gu Yuqiu smiled as she thought of Lin Mushi, who was still asleep, and said to the Pope, "If she wakes up, our bet will have to stop."

The Pope nodded in affirmation.

For some reason, his voice turned cold, as if he loathed the smile and disliked it intensely.

Gu Yuqiu was well aware of his thoughts.

For someone like the Pope, who has devoted his entire life to pursuing the Way and even betrayed his own faith, it is naturally unacceptable to witness a deity willingly descend from the heavens to earth and become hopelessly entangled in a mundane love affair.

It's perfectly normal to feel disgust or even more negative emotions as a result.

"Since I've set the time."

Gu Yuqiu said, "You can choose the location."

The Pope looked up at the vast, empty sea suspended in the sky and said expressionlessly, "This is the best place."

Gu Yuqiu was somewhat surprised and said earnestly, "Thank you."

If the Pope chooses the real world as the battlefield, rather than the virtual realm, the Messenger of Calamity will have to temporarily disrupt the established plans, allocate most of its personnel to maintain order, and bear enormous pressure.

In that situation, Su Yan must be extremely troubled.

Battles within the virtual realm have minimal, if any, impact on the real world.

This is a fact that was proven yesterday.

For a powerhouse at the peak of the fifth tier, this is undoubtedly the most suitable battlefield outside of the universe.

"Is this to my advantage? Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"why?"

"I don't want you to make excuses for your failures."

"That's interesting."

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The pre-war dialogue ended there, and nothing more was said.

In the virtual realm, all was desolate.

Gu Yuqiu stood beneath a broken wall, with half of a tall building behind her, its facade whitened by the early snowfall.

Compared to her, her figure was very small.

At some point, the Pope floated into the sky.

He looked down at Gu Yuqiu from his high vantage point, his expression utterly indifferent, his figure towering above everyone else.

then.

Thick clouds rolled in again, and everything seemed like yesterday.

The image of the empty sea was gradually buried, and a sudden gust of wind stirred up countless dust particles.

Snow is falling.

In the wind and snow, her silver hair danced lightly like a painting, while her tattered robe remained still, facing each other from afar.

The cold wind howled between the two of them, stirring up dust that resembled a long dragon or thousands of piles of old snow.

The Pope stretched out his hand, ready to snap his fingers.

The next second, as the snap of his fingers fell, Gu Yuqiu would fall into his dream and enter a deep sleep from which he would never wake up again, forever.

That is no different from death.

Gu Yuqiu understood this very well.

At this crucial moment, she closed her eyes.

The Pope was slightly taken aback.

He hadn't expected Gu Yuqiu to react this way, but without the slightest hesitation, he still snapped his fingers.

A soft sound.

The gale suddenly stopped, and the dust dragon disintegrated.

The whole world fell silent.

At times like these, even the faintest sound will sound like thunder.

The Pope gazed at Gu Yuqiu.

Gu Yuqiu did not open her eyes, as if she were dead, and she had stopped breathing.

His expression did not lighten; instead, it became extremely solemn. He stared intently at Gu Yuqiu, his eyes filled with countless doubts, which eventually turned into shock.

In an instant, all those emotions vanished, leaving only joy.

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The dust has settled.

The world was silent, with only the silent snowflakes falling steadily.

At this moment, the virtual realm resembled an abandoned tomb.

The next moment, a voice full of emotion broke the silence.

The voice came from the depths of the wind and snow.

"It feels somewhat unfamiliar."

The Pope withdrew his gaze from Gu Yuqiu and looked in that direction.

The wind and snow dissipated.

A figure appeared in his eyes, familiar yet strange.

This is the source of his joy.

She was a woman with short, sharp hair, delicate features, and an ordinary good-looking appearance.

But her eyes were exceptionally special, bright like dewdrops holding the first rays of morning sunlight, full of charm.

It's like seeing a landscape that countless people spend their entire lives without ever seeing.

It's like witnessing the ultimate mystery hidden at the end of the universe.

The only person in the world who has personally witnessed the existence of these things is Gu Yuqiu.

Yes, this woman is Gu Yuqiu.

Or she may have another name.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The Pope looked at her and said earnestly, "Remembering."

Gu Yuqiu nodded in greeting, floated into the sky, and looked at him.

Only now did the Pope truly see her clearly and confirm a fact.

At this moment, Gu Yuqiu is not a real being, but an ethereal soul.

The soul of that almost omnipotent god who witnessed the end of death, walked freely in the deepest black hole, and brought stars to the end of their lives in an instant.

She left the perfect shell she had created for herself.

This is the real her.

The Pope suddenly asked, "Can you go back again?"

"uncertain."

Gu Yuqiu's voice remained calm: "Because I am no longer as strong as I used to be. Things I could do before, I may not be able to do now."

The Pope paused for a moment, then asked, "Is it worth it?"

He gazed at the distant body and said softly, "There are still many things you miss there."

"Who knows?"

Gu Yuqiu followed his gaze, a hint of melancholy appearing in her eyes.