He had already envisioned that scene in his eyes.
The other returned to a withered state of flesh and blood.
Transford into a terrifying flying ghoul, draining the vital blood of cities, causing all life on the earth to wither, becoming the source of fear.
"What hero?"
"I shall see how you choose."
A shadow flickered in his eyes, and he said calmly, "History repeats itself; the rise and fall of civilizations alternate. In the end, each one of you youth with hot blood will beco just like us."
The people in this world have two hobbies: to drag down heroes and to persuade demons to turn good.
Hot Catfish revealed a twisted, successful smile on his face that he himself hadn't noticed.
Hehehe...
Why.
Why is he so revered?
Why can he live in such an era, while we are taken away and harshly taught from birth?
As infants, we endure severe education, constantly scolded and beaten.
You want to beco the hero of your dreams? Can only be realized in fairy tale books.
Hehehehe.
He couldn't help but laugh lowly, his face full of resentnt and madness, "What is this? I'm kind of looking forward to you getting sared with gri."
"At that ti, when you beco a Demon God, I want to see what those guys on the internet have to say."
...
The divine disaster erupts and spreads.
The world is filled with gods and demons that devour life.
The Wishing Witch God was double-crossed by two other gods and demons of spirit and god from the mysterious realm. The Immortal Path era had just begun, and it was already heading towards its end.
In this world, they do not allow immortals!
On the ground.
Many people saw the gaunt figure of the Wishing Witch God running through countries and tribes.
They couldn't help but feel sadness welling up inside.
It's hateful, those evil gods and demons truly want to enslave us human beings on the ground!
They give us no hope, treating us like roadside weeds!
"We are willing to assist you."
"This is not just about one person, one tribe, or one country."
Many heroes also stood out in this calamity that befell all living beings, using their vital blood to draw talismans and protect the cities.
In the history of humankind, this scene has happened many tis.
At every mont of extinction, soone always stands up, and those shouts of defiance spread like a new divine disaster among millions of compatriots.
That scorching vital blood turns into sparks of a new era.
"Everyone, co with ." The Wishing Witch God Qin Qing showed no fear.
At this mont.
A shadow descended from the clouds in the sky, followed by a maid.
He was shrouded in the vitality of longevity, standing at the pinnacle of the world for thousands of years, ti passing by, yet his appearance unchanged and immortal.
"What are you planning to do next?"
The man said calmly, "You could cut yourself once, and then live on. Perhaps, that way, you could better protect this land."
The maid behind him felt helpless.
Longevity Divine Spirit is truly capricious to appear like this suddenly.
He clearly said that when he ca in each ti, he wouldn't let change history, but you just do as you please?
"Are you other Divine Spirits?"
The Wishing Witch God saw the two mysterious people and didn't ask who they were.
Because in the current situation, it held no aning.
He answered nonchalantly, recounting an experience:
"A few days ago, I passed by a village and saw a mother protecting her daughter, pleading with the netherworld's Yin Envoy for rcy, burning her vital blood as oil, and offered her life in exchange for a chance to spare her daughter."
"I arrived too late, and what I saw was a field of red on the ground, spilled on the offering altar for the grease; the mother was dead, yet those scoundrels did not spare the child, stripping even the child's lifespan."
Hot Carp finally had a chance to interfere with history, couldn't help but say, "Are you heartbroken?"
Qin Qing shook his head, "I felt neither sorrow nor joy witnessing that scene, for I've seen it too many tis. I don't know what to do; I only know that saving one is one."
Hot Carp frowned slightly, "You are truly irrational! You live on, and you can save more! If you die, there's nothing left!"
As an Innate Saint who received rational education from a young age, she thought this was simply foolish.
A mindless, stupid move of an ignorant rustic.
Such a person, deserves to die.
Qin Qing lowered his brow and whispered, "I have no wish to live begrudgingly; why should I hold myself above others? I am rely one of them; my life is no different from that mother and daughter's lives."
"They say, killing one does not lose, killing a hundred earns blood profit."
"I also believe saving one does not lose, saving a hundred earns blood profit. Why think so much, if I can't stand it, I just do it."
"Our resistance began with the first generation of Wishing Witch God and the Witch Priest; perhaps after my death, it will continue to unfold through history."
"I am just one of that generation of Divine Spirits."
He had previously defeated the Wishing Witch God; however, the next generation of Wishing Witch God appeared, and they were more evil and ruthless, still consuming human lifespan.
At this point, Qin Qing in his trance realized that one evil vanquished rely heralded the birth of the next.
Nothing really ended.
It seems...
It will never end.
The great drama of the mortal world shifts, irrelevant to generation after generation of emperors; soone will always take on the other's mission.
He, too, is not important.
After his death, the next Witch Priest will be born, and the heroes will follow in succession.
He did not place much importance on his own life and death.
"What is a God, what is a demon?"
"The Immortal Path, not yet flourishing, is already extinguished."
"Now that I am the world's first Immortal, I will not retreat."
"Please go ahead, you two, my nature is obstinate, when I was young, I made the tribe turn upside down, the old one said as much, I even plucked his beard at night."
"The tribe talked about , and I ran away from ho, traveling around."
Looking at the Divine Spirits skyward, it seems he can't pluck these two mysterious people's beards, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and turned to leave.
"Indeed an obstinate person." The Longevity Divine Spirit quietly watched him, saying nothing.
History always has a variety of era protagonists.
In his youth, this person was extre and stubborn, causing chaos within the tribe, that much was evident.
Qin Qing walked on, his thoughts suddenly clear, he couldn't help but laugh loudly,
"It's here again, it's here again! A hundred years ago, after much effort, the tribulation of lifespan was slowly quelled, yet now it has returned once again."
He walked into the city, looking back at the tribespeople of the Wishing Witch clan behind him.
They were each filled with a murderous aura, their faces staunch, unyielding.
"We are willing to follow God!"
"To tread the Immortal Path."
"Since the mont we began consuming, we refused to obey those lofty Gods."
"We never believed in Gods!"
"We may die, but we will not succumb to Gods!"
"We are willing to follow you to beco Immortals!"
"From today onwards, live and die together!"
They cut their fingertips as a group, vital blood flowing out, a blood pact made.
His blood and their blood, along with the blood of many unknown heroes, flowed into one endless crimson expanse.
A brand new Mythical Era finally descended with an irresistible, domineering posture.
"I will recreate the Wishing Witch Skill not inferior to the thod of grease, to let people avoid the soul disaster on earth."
The eyes of the Wishing Witch God carried a smile,
"Pity the countless heroes' blood, exchanged for today's old earth and sky."
"Today's gods and demons feeding on human lifespan, yet another century's calamity for all living beings."
"Gentlen, this ti a hundred years, I will focus on traveling the earth."
"Everyone, join on a journey."
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