Chapter 2508 The Divine King's Status
Chapter 2508 The Divine King's Status
In the golden hall, countless pages of books were flying.
After successfully reaching an agreement with Lin En, the figure stood up and looked at the eyeballs crawling all over the hall, saying:
"There are still three minutes left. The Nightmare King has deployed many spies here to monitor my movements. I have temporarily disrupted their operations, but for a maximum of ten minutes, if they discover that I am no longer here, the alarm will immediately sound, and at that time, all my permissions here will be frozen."
Lin En glanced sideways and asked, "What are you going to do?"
The figure said calmly, "I'll rely on you. Your power as a First Born should be able to create a false impression for me. Without the Godhead of Truth, my power source is very limited, and I can't maintain a disguise for long."
He took a step forward.
Along with the golden light and shadow, a vague outline was left where he was, which was vaguely identical to his image.
Smart people don't need much communication.
Lynn quickly understood what he meant. He quickly imbued the outline with his power of the First Born and transformed it into the law representing the truth, in order to make the fake look real.
And that figure immediately began to make other arrangements in the hall.
"They're coming back."
The figure glanced sideways.
"Hide first."
Almost at the next moment after he finished speaking, the huge gate rumbled open, and the dozen or so gods he had sent out before returned with a large number of files.
There are three higher gods, and more than a dozen corrupt gods representing various fields such as knowledge and wisdom.
They were all gods ordered to assist him in his research.
"Sir, we've brought back the information you requested. All the data here is firsthand information collected by the Polluter Cluster in the Main Universe. It includes information on the movement of stars and the spread of the Law Wave in the Main Universe. I hope this information will be of some help to you."
Those gods lowered their heads and were humble.
The figure held the scroll calmly, as if nothing had happened, and spoke calmly.
"Well, let it go."
The gods nodded, without any doubt, and walked slowly towards the center of the hall.
But almost at the moment they approached, something strange happened. Dense golden lines suddenly appeared under their feet, like a sudden spread of electric arcs, enveloping them without giving them any time to react.
Hua la la la——
The golden chains were like clinging poisonous snakes or red-hot iron chains, suddenly spreading up from the ground beneath their feet and imprisoning them.
The expressions of those gods suddenly changed.
"grown ups!"
But they only had time to let out a long, miserable howl before the chains that bound them suddenly emitted a terrifying luster and pierced into their skin.
It was as if this was a premeditated plot, a carefully planned trap set for them, just waiting for the moment to be used.
And even Lynn didn't expect it.
no doubt.
He probably had planned long ago how to quickly and efficiently kill these assistants around him in order to wipe them out.
The figure finally raised his head, dropped the book, and stood up with a calm expression.
"I'm sorry, although you also lack free will, you are a group of qualified assistants. Thanks to you, I have been able to feel less bored in this cage over the past few thousand years."
A pitch-black dagger appeared in his hand.
Walk towards them calmly.
The trapped gods were filled with fear and struggled desperately, but it was completely useless. Every time they moved, the disordered power in their bodies would emit billowing smoke, which was offset by the terrible chains.
"it's useless."
The figure explained to them.
"I've studied Discord for so long, I know how to deal with you."
"Since I can create a container to restrain disordered creatures, I can naturally create chains to restrain you. Unfortunately, I used them on you."
They wanted to make a sound, but the chains didn't give them any chance.
As they watched the figure gradually approaching, the fear in their eyes became more and more intense. They could never imagine why their adults would suddenly kill them.
But there was no chance.
He ended their lives in the simplest and most primitive way.
The dagger cut their necks easily.
Divine blood spurts.
Even the three upper gods had no ability to resist under the constraints of the chains, and their lives were easily harvested in such a short time.
This scene even made Long Weilan in Lin En's space feel cold.
This was the first time she saw it.
How cold-blooded a person can be, killing them calmly as if they were a flock of chickens, bleeding them to death one by one.
Sonorous——
He threw the dagger on the ground.
The chains that bound them quickly shrank and melted, and accompanied by billowing black air, the bodies of those gods were soon completely melted into ashes, leaving only the divine natures floating there, emitting a blood-like halo.
"Here you go, it's my gift."
He waved his sleeves calmly.
Those divine powers instantly shot towards Lin En and were caught by him.
Lin En adjusted his monocle, looked at him without changing his gaze, and said:
"It seems that you are not as weak as you say. You can harvest the life of a higher god so easily, but it is a bit beyond my expectation."
The figure raised his head and said:
"They are both my assistants and my guards. I have long thought about how to kill them, but I have never had the chance. Because I know that the most difficult problem facing me is not how to solve these troubles around me, but where to go next."
And now, the answer is clear.
A god-king.
Even if he is a God King who has lost his divinity, his memories and experiences, and even his soul is not complete, he is still a God King.
The difference of just one word means a world of difference.
Just like that ancient being, he also did not have the blessing of the reincarnation godhead, and was also just a part separated from his soul as a carrier. Just through his understanding of the power of the first born, he was able to return to the peak in a very short period of time and reach a height that others could never reach.
"Okay."
He turned around, and dense golden lines appeared on his robe without any delay.
"Let's get out of here. Most of the prisoners who haven't been executed are imprisoned on the fourth floor of this palace. I'll take you there before they notice anything unusual here."
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