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Chapter 1042 396 God War (Part 4, 5k)

Author: Cut the wallpaper with a knife

Chapter 1042 396. God War (Part 4, 5k)

In the pure white room, the atmosphere was very silent.

The Emperor observed carefully and therefore remained silent.

The current administrator of the White Tower Council, Natalia Carol, calmly closed her eyes and seemed to be meditating. But just by breathing, she subtly changed the magic properties in the room.

The almost breathless violent magic replaced the originally comfortable and peaceful magic in the room. The Emperor had no doubt that when she opened her eyes, something bad would happen.

Of course, it's not very good for the enemies of the empire.

The man in a suit stood in front of the window he had created with his hands behind his back and hummed a song. The melody did not match a man wearing a modern suit like him. It sounded more like hymns in a church.

The tree man's eyes were dripping and wandering, his waist was a little stooped, and his hands were shrunk in his wide sleeves. Apart from the fact that he was not human, he basically fit people's negative impression of the profession of a businessman.

In fact, if you really think so, the tree man will be very happy. This means that its performance is successful-of course, this also means another thing.

In people's negative impression, businessmen will pursue profits without any bottom line.

Even if they have to die for this, they must grab a handful of gold before they die. The tree man's performance is so successful, how can it forget this?

"Cough cough cough"

It suddenly coughed funny, raised its right hand, and covered its face. This was a polite move to avoid the splash of droplets, but it was obviously more than just a cough.

Everyone in the room heard a crisp bell at this moment.

The emperor frowned, and before he could do anything, he saw the man in a suit turning his head suddenly, with a flash of dark magic in his eyes.

"Ka Valere, you bastard!"

The man in the suit shouted angrily and rushed to the tree man in three steps at a time. He grabbed it by the collar and planned to beat it in a rather simple way. But the tree man raised his hand with a smile on his face.

Start begging for mercy.

"Don't, don't, don't. Old friend, you know me well, I have to do this! It is the nature of those of us who make war fortune to jump between the enemy and our camps and pursue profit!"

The man in the suit let go of his hand with an ugly expression. The tree man thought this was the end, but he didn't expect the man to punch it to the ground with his backhand. At the same time, he started to kick it hard with his feet amidst the increasingly rapid sound of the bell.

Started it.

But the tree man just laughed and didn't resist, and even enjoyed it a little.

It has achieved its goal, and all the prerequisites have been achieved through various means and methods - next, it only needs to wait, and it will get a large reward.

"What did it do?" The emperor raised his head and asked the elf.

The latter opened her eyes calmly, and the color of her eyes did not change at all, nor did her expression. However, the Lord of Humanity felt that she was extremely bored at the moment.

"It summoned a multiverse-level creature or, in other words, a multiverse-level god. And this god is standing on the side of eternal heaven."

The elf raised his short hair around his ears in annoyance, and his expression finally began to change, and danger came quietly: "Perpetua - you'd better remember this name, she will be here soon."

"Is there no way to avoid it?"

The elf shook her head, and then she looked at the tree man who was laughing endlessly.

"It is unavoidable, she is the reinforcement of eternal heaven. Ka Valere, if I guessed correctly, you should have thrown away Seyani's token, right?"

"Your guess is really accurate!" It lay happily on the ground and nodded repeatedly, with a real joy appearing on its wrinkled face.

"I'm just a businessman now, and I can't conflict with a violent organization like yours. Therefore, in order to prevent Ms. Seyani from being passively involved in this battle with her old rival, I specially placed the person who can call her

Throw away the token!"

The man in the suit stuck his foot in its face, but was still upset. He held on to the wall and began to crush the tree man's face with his right foot. The latter laughed and seemed completely unmoved. The former became more and more angry.

The kicking became more and more strenuous, and at the end I even started to gasp for air.

"Save your strength, friend." The tree man raised his hands steadily, put them behind his head, and laughed leisurely.

"We are still bound by the rules of the White Tower. You can't hurt me - those few moments of venting have already made you punished by your own oath, right?"

"Shut up!" The man in the suit kicked it in the face again with anger, but this time it made him fall backwards.

The emperor frowned, stepped forward to help him up, and then asked in a low voice: "Oath?"

"Yes, damn oath." The man in the suit glared at the tree man bitterly. "The White Tower Council is a neutral organization. Its members are not allowed to attack each other after leaving the White Tower. Violators will be severely punished.

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"How serious is it?"

The man sighed: "I just kicked it many times, and the force of each of the rebounds was enough to kill an indigenous god."

The emperor narrowed his eyes, looked at the man deeply, and then asked: "It seems to be emboldened? Isn't it worried about being liquidated after returning to the White Tower?"

"Guest! You still don't know enough about us!"

The tree man laughed arrogantly: "I, Ka Valere, have been a businessman for a long, long time, long enough for me to develop a network of relationships with guys who are equally boring as me!"

"Do you think I am the only one in the White Tower who is obsessed with playing businessman? The way to eliminate dissidents in the White Tower is a wanted order, but this requires a vote, and my merchant alliance will obviously not let this wanted order come true!"

The emperor's brows furrowed tighter and tighter. He could no longer hold back his anger. Although this shouldn't be the case,

It's really too arrogant.

Fortunately, he was not the only one present who felt that he could not bear the tree people.

Natalia Kairoll spoke calmly.

"After this incident, I will seize every asset you have in the White Tower. I will make it impossible for you to conduct transactions on the intranet, reincarnate, reborn, and split your soul to re-enter the White Tower until you remove your identity as a merchant.

None of these methods will work. You've made me angry, Ca Valere."

The tree man stood up gracefully and bowed: "As you wish, respected current administrator!"

It chuckled and came to a wall in the room and put its hand against it. A door appeared out of thin air, and the tree man just opened it, and behind the door was a woman wearing a black robe.

She was very tall, at least three meters tall, with a pair of eyes burning like flames on her pale face.

"Hello," she said slowly. "It's a pleasure to meet you all, especially you, Ca Valere. Your loyalty should be commended."

"Don't dare, noble lady." The tree man bent down and showed his respect deeply. "I am just here for profit. Loyalty means nothing to me."

Perpetua looked at it without saying anything. She entered the room, which immediately grew taller to accommodate her height.

She spoke again: "Natalia Kairoll - you don't seem surprised to see me."

"certainly."

"why?"

"Because I have guessed that you will come." The administrator said calmly. "I can even continue to guess that the reason why you are on the side of eternal heaven is because of Ca Valere's matchmaking, right?"

"ha"

Perpetua smiled happily, and this was the first time she showed any emotion after entering the room.

"Of course - but you don't have to worry too much. I also don't have a good impression of Eternal Heaven. If it weren't for the fact that I wanted that gem, I wouldn't be on their side."

gem?

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, and combined with some of the information he knew, he could probably guess who the god named Perpetua came for.

But, gems?

The Lord of Humanity felt a little chilly for a moment - what kind of name is this?

"But that doesn't stop you from stopping us." The administrator said, his expression becoming serious.

Even for her, Perpetua is someone who needs to be dealt with seriously. And if she is an enemy.

The elf took a deep breath.

"Let me put it another way, you are trying to intervene in a rescue operation initiated by the White Tower Council. We are here to prepare administrators. If you try to stop it, you will be fighting against all the cross-border mages in the endless sea of ​​stars. Be an enemy."

"Including you, Ka Valere?" Perpetua smiled and lowered his head to ask the tree man.

"Of course that is included, my lady." The tree man nodded solemnly. "Although I am just a businessman now, if the moment comes to declare war, I will still return to the traditional identity of a cross-border mage. "

The man in the suit said coldly: "We will take away every world you create. We will completely erase your name from these worlds. You will become a thing of the past and no one will remember it, Perpetua."

"What you said scares me a little, dear John," Perpetua said with a smile that never faded.

"But, do you really think I care about them? There are so many worlds, so many creatures. They have rebelled against me once, and everyone is a traitor. Even if you kill them all, I will not be shaken. "

"We don't care whether you waver or not." The elf said seriously. "I just hope you think twice before you act, Perpetua."

"I've been thinking about it for a long time"

Perpetua whispered, then she turned her head and looked at the emperor: "And you, the new mage of the White Tower Council - you seem to be an immortal? Interesting."

She smiled softly: "Ka Valere mentioned you to me. It said you were a friend of my gem?"

"He has a name," the Emperor said calmly.

Just by being stared at, he felt a kind of threat. It seemed that there were creatures in the endless star sea that were more powerful than him, and the god in front of him was one of them. However, this did not mean that he had to be cautious.

"Really?" Perpetua asked. "It seems that you are very familiar with him?"

"He is my friend, not the so-called gem in your mouth - you are using a rather materialistic word to describe him. In other words, you want to collect him."

A fleeting smile appeared on the god's face: "You are very smart."

"But. Not smart enough." Perpetua said slowly. "Really smart people will not act so boldly in front of beings that are much more powerful than them."

"You are indeed stronger than me." The emperor was unmoved. "But I don't care about that."

"Why? Do you think I dare not kill you? The White Tower Council cannot stop me, Eternal One."

"Then come." The emperor said word by word. "You have created the world, but you have also been betrayed by them, and now I know the reason for their betrayal."

Perpetua narrowed his eyes slightly, and the tree man spoke appropriately: "My lady, let's not get entangled with them here - why don't you go see your gem first?"

After it finished speaking, a huge pressure suddenly came down, directly crushing the incarnation of the tree man into pieces. They turned into fly ash in an instant, but new branches grew out of the ashes in the next second.

Perpetua glanced at it: "I don't like to be given instructions. Remember this, Ca Valere, the relationship between you and me will last for a long time."

After saying this, she opened the door and left. In the room, the man in a suit named John suddenly darkened his face.

"It seems that we have to break more rules today." He said slowly while taking out a flashing white fragment from his arms.

The tree man's branches trembled violently at this moment, and John smiled slowly.

He kicked the tree man's bud to the other side of the room with a malicious kick, and cursed: "Do you think you are the only one who has the tokens of the fairies in the lake?! You bastard!"

After saying this, he smashed the token into pieces.

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Killing.

fighting.

Blood.

Pain - no, must fight. I must, fight.

who I am?

The god was holding the sword and standing on the bloody yellow sand, looking in a rare trance.

The noisy shouts of the crowd around him made it really difficult for him to concentrate, and the strong wind aggravated this strange trance.

Khorne's attack made them superimpose, and his dangerous swings mixed everything together, leaving the god unable to think about anything else, and his thoughts were gradually occupied by the battle.

After all, he is just a newly born being. Apart from that memory, he has nothing. Therefore, he does not know how to deal with such a situation. Maybe the mage has a way, but he is not a mage.

He is the God of mankind.

Becoming a god means that you must do things according to certain rules. These rules can be specific, abstract, or difficult to understand, but rules are rules and they do not cease to exist just because they cannot be explained.

And He is the God of mankind and the God of revenge. This means that He cannot escape in front of an evil god.

In fact, in addition to the desire to fight, there is also a deep-rooted cry for revenge that comes from the depths of his soul and is slowly occupying his thoughts.

Khorne knew this, but he did not stop it. He even intensified the process.

"You have already tasted the taste of battle." He walked around the gods, and from time to time the ax in his hand would strike violently, making sneak attacks, as if to chop off the gods' heads.

However, from the beginning of the war to the present, this god-killing weapon that can shatter the god of humanity on the spot with just one scratch has never tasted a drop of blood.

It's hard to say that this is luck. It's more like a deliberate restraint, a kind of patience waiting for the prey to die.

And Khorne is by no means impatient. At this moment, he is constantly using fighting tactics to consume the power of the gods - as long as the power that maintains his existence dissipates for a moment, the power of war will immediately take advantage of it.

enter

He laughed wildly in the bloody wind and began to continue whispering.

"You already know what fighting is, and you also know its necessity. If fighting had not shaped the will of human beings, how could they continue to this day? The weak are selected and the strong survive. This is a matter of natural selection.

You should make this race better, not be their nanny."

The god wanted to answer Khorne's words, he wanted to refute every one of his arguments, every so-called comparison of strengths and weaknesses, and his simple and bloody values ​​- but he couldn't speak.

I made a mistake, he thought. A fatal mistake.

Human beings can make mistakes, but gods cannot. When human beings make mistakes, they will most likely kill themselves or others, but when gods make mistakes, they will kill everyone.

I will kill everyone.

I.should protect them.

no no.

No.

The god opened his mouth with difficulty, as if he was saying something. Khorne approached slowly and asked.

"What?"

"No." The god said softly.

The noisy sound stopped in an instant, and even the wind stopped roaring. The sound of the war drums disappeared invisibly, and Khorne tremblingly grasped his axe, and slowly spoke amidst the rising flames.

"What did you say?" He asked very softly.

"No." came a firm voice.

It came from across from Him, from the mouth of a new god who had been corrupted and crumbling. He was someone's legacy, with a very different personality, but made the same choice on the most critical step.

Why?

Why?!

Why! What! What!

Why can you resist?!

The God of War, who was no longer the Blood God, grasped his ax tightly, let out an inhuman cry from his mouth, raised the ax and struck at the god. In this blow, he devoted all his strength. In this blow, he

No more holding back.

Anger, which is sweeter than drops of honey, rises from the chest and changes everything.

Since ancient times, many murders have occurred under such circumstances.

But at this moment, the god looked at the incoming ax blade in a daze, and time suddenly stagnated in front of his eyes.

I can not do it.

I want to protect them, but I can't. I can't even defeat this god.

His thoughts, which were so complicated that he could no longer keep himself, sank into the ocean of memory again. He knelt down and began to dig out the cold ashes with his own hands.

He can't, but someone else can.

There will be an update tomorrow - don't be happy yet, the update tomorrow is because I have to take leave the day after tomorrow.

Banquets and overtime work.

Alas (spreading hands)

(End of chapter)