Chapter 891: Yu Fenghua

"self?"
Pope Shenguang frowned, as if trying to understand the word.
But he obviously can't understand what self is.
It's just that he can understand what Divine Power Miejie is talking about.
"You mean, if I give him this power, he will not die?"
The Pope Shenguang held up a group of divine power, his eyes were a little surprised, and he turned his head to ask Miejie.
Miejie was slightly startled, but he didn't expect that Pope Shenguang really wanted to give his divine power to Shenhua.
‘Is this guy crazy? ’
Immediately after that, Miejie frowned, feeling a bit tricky.
Now he is fusing the power of the beast god, and it has reached an extremely critical moment. If Pope Shenhua gains the power of the divine light, he may be able to make further progress while regaining his strength. At that time, he may cause himself some trouble.
Thinking of this, Miejie decided to turn his goal to Pope Shenhua to stop this.
"Shenhua, do you still want to drag Shenguang?"
The voice of Exterminating World was somewhat indifferent.
He has all the memory of Pope Shenhua, and he naturally knows why Shenguang chose to sever himself back then, and said in a deep voice: "At the beginning, you insisted on the plan of artificial life, verbal guidance, and let Shenguang contribute your life for the righteousness of the gods. Over the years, how much has he paid for the religion? How much has he suffered as an experimental subject? Now he has finally recovered his memory and has self-awareness. You still want him to dedicate his power for you Huh?"
"Sure enough, a selfish existence like you is just a cover. In your heart, there will always be only yourself. As long as you can survive, even if you sacrifice everyone, you will do it at all?"
Mie Jie looked at the skeleton and laughed: "Don't forget, you and I were originally alone. I can understand your thoughts best, and I can know the dark thoughts deep in your heart!"
"If you want to sacrifice divine light, why do you have to be hypocritical?"
The power of the beast god, like red blood, kept pouring into his body, and the tone of Dejie became more and more mocking, and he made up his mind to prevent Shenhua from accepting the gift of the light.
As he said, the two of them originally came from the same source, and these words just poke the pain in the heart of Pope Shenhua.
He has always felt extremely guilty about the death of Pope Shenguang, and every time he activates the punishment of God, he will have a thought, ‘why didn’t he die for God’s light in the first place
.
The reason for this understanding is that when Miejie was born, he initiated the divine punishment and killed the last Shenhua Pope, and a similar thought came into his heart.
As long as Pope Shenhua’s weakness is pricked, and his guilt for the divine light is used, he will inevitably obliterate his will to survive and make him completely give up the idea of ​​life.
as expected.
Hearing these words, the golden light in Pope Shenhua’s eyes became dimmed. After shaking for a few times, the skull lifted up and stared at Pope Shenguang in front of him. Shennian said: "He said That’s right, you’ve already given too much to the religion. Not only that, I also owe you too much. You go, don’t pay attention to these... Moreover, your past, and your present, no No matter what."
Talk about it.
Pope Shenhua stretched out his flesh-and-flesh arm and pressed the shoulder of Pope Shenguang.
"You want to die?" Pope Shenguang frowned, looked at Shenhua's hand holding his shoulder, and asked suspiciously.
However, he was not a threat, but puzzled.
Although he is ignorant and ignorant of many things, he knows the boundary between life and death. Once he crosses it, it is the eternal secret.
He still has many questions he wants to answer, so he naturally doesn't want the existence in front of him that he feels very familiar to just die.
Therefore, he did not hesitate, the divine power in his hand suddenly shattered and turned into dozens of streams of light, flowing along the brows of Pope Shenhua.
"you……"
Seeing this scene, Miejie was shocked.
He didn't expect that Shenguang, an idiot, would choose to give his power to the Shenhua Pope after he said so much.
Pope Shenhua, who turned into a skeleton, also froze on the spot, feeling a sudden influx of extremely abundant divine power in his body, fusing with the divine power deep in the bones, and instantly like a long drought and nectar, flesh and blood grow rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. come out.
Soon, an intact physical body appeared in front of Pope Shenguang.
I don’t know how much divine power was paid as a price. Pope Shenguang’s face turned pale in an instant, his blank eyes became a little clearer, staring at the familiar face in front of him, and after a long while, he muttered: "You are... …Yu Fenghua."
boom!
Hearing this name, violent energy fluctuations emerged from the body of Dejie.
His eyes were filled with hatred, looking at Pope Shenguang's back, he said every word: "Don't...you mention...that name!"
The voice fell off.
The phantom of the beast head behind opened his mouth wide, as if he was about to swallow the sky and the earth, shrouded all the space in, swallowing it all!
Pope Shenguang, the figure of Pope Shenhua was immediately swallowed!
A violent energy storm set off on the spot, destroying and crashing the entire underground palace.
The three of them also kept falling and entered the deep center of the earth.
However, there was no relaxed look on Miejie's face.
Because he knows very well that with the crystalline light of the highest technology of the gods, he will not die so easily. Even if he consumes a lot of divine power and reshapes his body for Pope Shenhua, he becomes weaker, but he will definitely not die.
Therefore, he stared at the energy storm that stretched for dozens of miles.
Mottled light reflected on his face.
It contrasted sharply with his uncertain expression.
In fact, at this moment of Destruction, I also regretted my impulse.
Hearing the name Yu Fenghua, he lost control on the spot.
This name is exactly the real name of Pope Shenhua.
In other words, it is also his real name!
That is a past that the Pope Shenhua himself has already abandoned. Not to mention the Desperate World, who hated the identity of the Shenhua Pope, when he heard the three words Yu Fenghua, he fell into a violent state on the spot.
"I didn't expect to hear this name before I died."
Suddenly.
In the energy storm that stretched for dozens of miles, the voice of Pope Shenhua slowly sounded with a sense of helplessness.
An extremely holy giant hand that penetrates the sky and the earth suddenly flew out from the depths of the energy storm, as if propping up the world, forcibly holding the energy storm in the palm of the hand, and then the giant hand closed, The energy storm turned into a fragmented turbulence.
At the very center of the giant hand, Pope Shenhua condensed a white robe composed of divine power, with long hair fluttering, and with a long sigh, he looked at the still confused divine light on his side and said: "And, I owe you again I don’t know if this kindness can be repaid in the next life."
"Afterlife?"
Pope Shenguang heard another vocabulary that he couldn't understand, and looked at Pope Shenhua as if he wanted to wait for his explanation.
"..."
Pope Shenhua was shocked, then laughed: "Haha, nothing, I forgot."
As soon as he finished his words, he looked at the gloomy Jiejie in front of him, and sighed softly, "Although I have long abandoned the name Yu Fenghua, but now it seems that some of the past, even if buried by you, will eventually be This kind of encounter has reappeared in front of you."
"Since you have abandoned your identity and become the of destruction."
"Then I will regain my old name and do it again..."
"Yu Fenghua!"
boom!
He stepped on his footsteps, and the huge hand that penetrated the sky and the earth was broken.
In the hands of the giant, there was actually a black long spear. On the spear body, there was a dragon relief entangled, and the tip of the spear twisted and flowed like fire, like a ghost of fire that could touch the soul.
"So that's it..."
When Miejie saw this spear, he was indifferent and complicated and said: "No wonder you are very different from us... Originally... Yu Fenghua's trash, did he pass this gun to you?"
"Yes."
"Yu Fenghua" stretched out his hand, the spear flew obediently, and after weighing it in his hand for a few times, he smiled lightly: "You still remember its name."