What evil intentions could an evil god possibly have?

In the blink of an eye, she left the area shrouded in light and entered a deeper realm of illusion.

For ordinary superhumans, this deep void is extremely dangerous. The remnants of the old gods' will are constantly whispering, and at any moment they could cause the superhuman to lose themselves and become a follower of some old god.

To Gu and Qiu's ears, it sounded no different from the chirping of cicadas.

She looked at the area that seemed to recede into the distance and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Before the war began, she had considered the worst-case scenario, but the scene at this moment was still beyond her calculations and was something she hadn't expected.

However, her expression remained calm.

There are no absolutes in this world. Just like she once thought that after breaking up with Su Yan, she would grow old alone, but hasn't that changed now?

Moreover, she had already encountered enough unexpected events in the past years when she fought her way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, so it would be absurd for her to be surprised now.

of course.

The most important reason is that she felt that only a pope like this was worthy of being her opponent, which was quite interesting.

……

……

When the sea of ​​blood and the light dissipated, and the ruins no longer resembled ruins, but instead became a vast and almost absolutely flat open space, the perfect body that Gu Yuqiu had personally created became particularly conspicuous.

The Pope withdrew his gaze from Gu Yuqiu and placed it on the body, suddenly saying, "Wouldn't it be interesting if I destroyed this body?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuqiu remained calm and said, "Perhaps."

The Pope smiled and asked, "Then can you kill me before I do that?"

"does it worth?"

Gu Yuqiu looked at his body, at the raging flames, and said, "You only have the strength for one last strike left."

The Pope thought about it very carefully, nodded, and said, "It's not worth it."

"Compared to this kind of pointless and self-defeating thing..."

He said, word by word, "I want to defeat you once more."

Gu Yuqiu was silent for a moment, then said, "Let's do it."

After saying this, she waved her hand, as if bidding a final farewell to the world.

The breeze has stopped, no longer stirring.

The silver light falling from the high sky and the sea transformed into extremely clear blocks, which then became increasingly sharp, looking like one long sword after another.

An intensely terrifying killing intent emanated from the sword's edge, as if it were a tangible object.

If the previous sea of ​​blood was an outward manifestation of Gu Yuqiu's divine soul and will, then these countless swords at this moment are the phenomenon after she has condensed them to the extreme.

Without any leakage, even though it was still inferior to his own power on the throne of gods, the level of power he displayed still exceeded the peak of the fifth rank.

However, this is ultimately a tree without roots.

Those who fail to become gods cannot transcend the limitations of the physical body, because the soul is not a material existence, but a description of cause and effect.

The more one connects with this world, the stronger one's soul becomes. But no matter how strong one's soul is, if it fails to fully represent a certain authority, it will eventually fade away with time.

This is an unchangeable fact.

Otherwise, why would Gu Yuqiu bother to create a physical body for herself?

Moreover, she has now abandoned her former path, and the power she once possessed has long since vanished, now pledging allegiance to Lin Mushi.

As for the path of the Sleeping Lord... no matter how powerful and arrogant she is, how could she possibly defeat the Pope who has been immersed in this place for many years?

Therefore, this was destined to be the final blow.

After that, it's a matter of victory or defeat.

……

……

Countless swords descended from the sky, gleaming with silver light, slashing towards the saints.

The saint raised his head, his expression no longer kind, but extremely violent.

The gentle light emanating from them suddenly turned violent, filled with rage, as if it wanted to devour everything that went against their faith.

But none of this matters.

The sword light fell, severing the light.

Countless believers of the Lord of Sleep, who answered the call, representing the entire history of the Church of Sleep, have vanished, but their spirit will never fade away.

At that moment, a book appeared in the Pope's hand.

Gu Yuqiu raised an eyebrow slightly, recognizing the book as the Ancient Scroll of Sleepless Night.

Unlike the Scroll of Sleep in her hand, this one was perfectly intact, without any damage.

The sword light is about to arrive.

The Pope opened the book, stopped at the first page, and read the opening words.

"God said, all living things are a dream."

This is not human language, but the language of a race that has been lost to the annals of history.

That is, the mother tongue of the Lord of Sleep.

As soon as he finished speaking, everything fell silent.

Countless sword lights falling from the sky lost their shape, turning into thin, long lines, like the desolate scene of fireworks about to fade away.

The world fell into darkness.

The night flowing from the crack was even more intense, maintaining its shape in the dimness, bearing those slender lines, and leaving traces like gratings.

The next moment, the night began to melt away.

The traces left by the ancient gods over millions of years have never been as fragile as they are now, like bubbles.

The Pope ignored this.

The light in his eyes grew brighter, and the burning flame within him intensified accordingly.

So his figure faded so much that it almost disappeared.

This was his last resort.

Gu Yuqiu understood.

She gazed into the boundless darkness, knowing it was a sign of the approaching dream, and understood that she had to kill the Pope completely before nightfall.

Otherwise, she would have lost.

She withdrew her gaze and took a step forward.

In front of her was the empty area that had forced her back not long ago.

The place was filled with faith in the Lord of Sleep and rejection of anything outside.

The Pope's expression was no longer calm; he looked at her with great surprise, unable to comprehend what kind of choice this was.

The next moment, he heard a sentence.

Gu Yuqiu looked into his eyes and smiled, saying, "Then I will be your faith."

Chapter 194: Chapter Forty-One - Becoming a God Again

The place was deserted; all the saints had vanished.

Outside the virtual realm, the strongest beings in the human world vaguely sensed the changes that were taking place, and thus felt extremely puzzled.

However, they could not enter the battlefield. Looking at the fog wall in front of them, which resembled a snowfield but was no longer peaceful, they could not find any explanation no matter how bewildered they were.

The two entities qualified to provide an answer to this are the two sides in the conflict.

“I once gave you a chance to choose, to make you the god I believe in.”

The Pope looked at the girl not far away and said seriously, "But you refused."

Gu Yuqiu met his gaze and said, "To pick up what we've missed and mend what's broken—isn't that a rare and beautiful thing in this world?"

The Pope said, "That seems to make some sense."

As he said this, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, revealing an extremely polite smile.

The politeness was genuine; even the most discerning person couldn't find anything wrong with that smile. But the mockery and disdain within it were also real.

The simultaneous appearance of such contradictory attitudes is undoubtedly a provocation.

Gu Yuqiu seemed oblivious.

The Pope's smile slowly faded, and he shook his head, saying, "This is not something you should say. It is not in line with your level, and I find it hard to accept."

The last four words refer to Gu Yuqiu's suggestion, and also to the choice regarding the suggestion she made.

You're mistaken.

Gu Yuqiu looked at him and said, "I'm just informing you, not asking for your opinion."

The Pope asked sarcastically, "So you're going to tell me this is a rare and wonderful thing in the world?"

Gu Yuqiu smiled but remained silent.

"It seems you're not the same person you used to be."

The Pope looked into her eyes and said with regret, "In the past, you would never have said such a thing, much less remained silent like this."

Gu Yuqiu hummed in agreement, but it was unclear whether she meant it or was too lazy to argue.

The two remained silent, gazing at each other.

Within sight lies a wealth of information.

That was the story that happened in this world after the revival of spiritual energy, the original scenery they saw when they reached the peak.

Those stories will inevitably become legends, or even myths, in the future.

next moment.