Slay the Gods: Return of the Ancient Chinese Gods, Start with the Fuxi Plate

【Look at this! 】

Everyone rushed over, even Shota, whose legs were shaking, couldn't help but get closer. When he couldn't squeeze through, he found a small gap and moved his head to peek.

After just a few minutes of watching, he seemed to have lost his soul, his eyes staring straight ahead, his face full of unconcealable fear.

An Qingyu gently pushed up his glasses and said solemnly:

"As you said, these gods consume the souls of their people after death as consumables and give them to this country... No."

An Qingyu shook his head and changed the word: "No, it can no longer be called a country. To be more precise, it is to continuously provide energy to this human circle to maintain basic productivity, thereby achieving a distorted balance of man-eating man... It's quite perverted."

"So that's how it is. No wonder for decades we've had an endless supply of electricity without a large power plant, and an endless supply of food without a large number of farmers."

Shota Hoshimi covered his chest and trembled slightly, especially when he heard the three words "cannibalism", a feeling of nausea filled his chest and surged violently.

That’s right, this is cannibalism!

This video is recorded from the first-person perspective of the oracle, and it records what the oracle sees and hears.

The location is in the 'pure land' above the head.

From the Oracle's perspective, wisps of green smoke kept floating up into the sky from Tokyo below, being sucked into an enclosed space by the Pure Land, and then enveloped by the mysterious strong light all around, transforming into an illusory human form.

This is the soul, the human soul.

They didn't know where they were, and they were surprised, panicked, cheering, or jumping for joy.

then.

The sight became more and more dazzling, and green smoke rose from the bodies of the souls, making a sizzling sound of burning.

They began to roar, scream, and roll around, wriggling like maggots under a magnifying glass.

But it was of no avail.

So they want to die.

But they will not die immediately. Even the soul of an old man at the end of his life can burn for more than a hundred days, and each day will be a hundred times more painful than lingchi.

Those soul energies are collected and transformed through special methods.

It turns into electricity, fertilizer, water, coal, or even directly into rice, and returns to the human circle to feed the living... until the living people die, and then experience the same thing again, over and over again.

"this......"

Seeing the end, Cao Yuan also felt a little uncomfortable. He never wasted food. He picked up the remaining half pot of rice and poured it into the trash can. He touched his chest and asked:

"Is there anything sour? I'm so sick."

"Just bear with it, this is what pregnancy is like. You'll get used to it after vomiting for a while."

Su Yan shook his head and turned his gaze to An Qingyu: "With this video, I can tear a crack in the impregnable barrier of theocracy. Following this crack, I can completely dismantle their deeply rooted belief system, and then..."

An Qingyu: "And then establish a new belief system?"

"Intelligent, unique faith."

"Is the human circle going to be destroyed?"

"I don't have the experience to meddle in other people's business. This isn't something that's built on Daxia's head." Su Yan said expressionlessly: "Heh, isn't that a bit mean?"

"No." An Qingyu said in a deep voice:

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor. You didn't create this human circle, and you have no obligation to resolve this matter for them. However, this approach always sounds a bit... well, how should I describe it?"

Su Yan chuckled and said, "It's like a hero who went through untold hardships, defeated a dragon, rescued a princess from another country, and then forced himself on her even though she didn't want to?"

"Uh...Su Yan, you are really ticklish."

Chapter 402 The World is Never a Tender Fairy Tale

Hoshimi Shota listened to every word of the conversation between Su Yan and An Qingyu.

He stood there in a daze, his pupils trembling slightly, and then countless twisted and wailing souls began to appear before his eyes.

There were ragged old men, women holding babies, and children with bloodstained faces. Those faces gradually overlapped with his memories. He seemed to see his grandmother, who had passed away many years ago, in the pictures and feel her withered fingers as she died...

Hoshimi Shota began to tremble, and the trembling became more and more violent. Finally, he could no longer bear it and picked up the [Wu Ji] on the table and drew the blade.

"What on earth do you want to do?!"

Su Yan and An Qingyu were both stunned and turned to look at him.

When An Qingyu saw him pointing his knife at Su Yan, his eyes turned cold and murderous intent rose in his heart, and an imperceptible thread extended from his fingertips.

"Shota, what are you doing? Put the knife down!"

Wu Ji was the first to react. She rushed forward and stood between Xiangta and Su Yan, shaking her head in panic.

"Sister Wu Ji, did you hear that?" Xing Jian Xiangtai clenched the knife tightly, his voice trembling with tears.

"They never thought of helping us! They only care about their own dirty profits, devouring everything we have like vultures... This is not salvation, it's plunder! They are simply demons in human skin!"

"Put down the knife first!" Wu Ji roared.

"I do not!"

"This guy must have watched too much Chuunibyou anime. He's mumbling so much that I don't even know what he's talking about."

Su Yan stretched out his hand to block An Qingyu's silk thread, then pushed Wu Ji away and walked towards Hoshimi Shota.

Hoshimi Shota stopped crying and hid backwards in panic until he was against the wall.

He roared with tears in his eyes: "I'm not afraid of you, come here!"

"it is good."

Su Yan stretched out his hand and grabbed Shota Hoshimi's neck directly, pinched it tightly, and then exerted force.

"Sir, please, Shouta is ignorant, please don't kill him."

Wu Ji's voice choked with sobs.

No, that's not right... Isn't he very kind... He is not that kind of person, why did he suddenly change?

A cold chill came from his neck, and Shota Hoshimi suddenly forgot to resist. At this moment, he felt like he was being stared at by a hunting beast, and his whole body was trembling.

"clang."

The sword fell to the ground and rolled twice.

Su Yan's eyes showed a hint of disappointment: "Why don't you shout? Is this your backbone? Is that all?"

"Why...why are you doing this?" he asked stutteringly with a pale face.

Su Yan: "What do you think we should do?"

"Millions of souls are imprisoned in the Pure Land. You have the ability, so why can't you save them and destroy the Pure Land? Why do you control our country and even use them?"

"Stop it, Shota, please stop talking." Takehime moved over on her knees, kowtowed and begged.

Su Yan shook his head in amusement and asked, "Shota, Takehime should have told you that we are from other countries."

"...Yes, you are from Daxia."

"You also know that the Oracle is very powerful, right?"

"..."

"Then what gives you the right to ask us to risk our lives and help you without asking for anything in return? Do you think we are cheap, or are you really thick-skinned?"

Hoshimi Shota was stunned for a moment: "We are all human beings..."

"We are all human? You answer me with such a ridiculous answer?" Su Yan sneered:

"Listen, your cheap empathy should be left to idealists. The world has never been a warm and sweet fairy tale, and we have never been that kind of people!

"In my eyes, only those around me are the most important. If getting my hands stained with blood can help Daxia gain another god, a god who can protect my loved ones, then I will do it without hesitation. Even if it means shouldering a huge karmic responsibility, I will gladly accept it!"

"Besides, I have never done anything that is harmful to others."

Su Yan's eyes were like blades, and his voice was like cold iron. "That 'human circle' was built by your gods themselves. What does it have to do with us? The reason why our Great Xia doesn't have such inhumane evil creatures is because the Great Xia gods used their bodies as monuments and their bones as beams to keep the fog out of the borders and carve out a place for us to survive!

"How many Great Xia gods have lost their souls and spirits in the cycle of reincarnation, falling into eternal nothingness? Such sacrifices were made so that we could live well. Why would we risk our lives to help you break this evil barrier? It's simply ridiculous!"

Hoshimi Shota slumped on the ground and slowly lowered his head.

Su Yan sneered: "If you want to do something, do it yourself and fight for it. Don't always expect others to help you. Aren't you the master of Huojin Sword? Why don't you go?"

"I'm just an ordinary high school student..."

"What a waste." Su Yan pulled An Qingyu over:

"Did you see him? He's also a high school student. He was washed ashore on this island a year ago. He was penniless, his clothes had all been washed away, and he was completely naked, with tiles covering his butt! But he was undeterred. In less than half a year, he built his own business empire. If time wasn't tight, and he had a few more years, this entire Pure Land would be nothing but a toy in his hands!"

The corners of An Qingyu's mouth twitched, he clenched his fists, and smiled without saying a word.

Hoshimi Shota looked up at An Qingyu, his eyes full of shame.

"For this offense, considering Wu Ji helped me, I will forgive you this time. If you happen again..."

Wu Ji cried with joy: "Sir, no, there will never be a next time!"

Su Yan snorted coldly, let go of his hand, pushed the door open and walked out.

The sea breeze was howling and the trees were swaying all around.

Dozens of meters away, stood a middle-aged man in a white robe, staring at Su Yan quietly, holding a black knife in his left hand and a young man's corpse in his right hand.

Judging from the young man's gangster-like attire, he should be Kankawa Tsukasa who rushed back to Tokyo from Osaka to seek revenge.

Su Yan strode towards the man in white robe:

"Sir, you're here? This guy is really unlucky. You killed him on the way to find me. I won't say thank you. I'll give you a ride later."

The white-robed Oracle frowned slightly: "You know me, now that you see the Oracle, why don't you kneel?"

"Oh, look at my memory, I forgot." Su Yan patted his forehead and continued to walk forward, saying with a smile: "I have a problem that I can only kneel behind people. How about you turn your back first?"

The White-robed Oracle narrowed his eyes and suddenly asked, "Did you kill Number 4 previously? Why does he have no memory of his death after being resurrected?"

Because he was killed the second Senior Zhou Ping landed on the ground, he didn't see anything... Su Yan smiled but did not answer.

It is not surprising that he used the word resurrection.

The Oracle is an intelligent replicant. As long as his consciousness exists in the information database, he can recreate his body even if it is gone. It just takes some time. In principle, he is immortal.