"Have you noticed what the problem is?" Rocky said, "Let's summarize the previous points. The old gods were competitive and brave, and their combat skills were excellent, but they were too old. Even the God of Time himself couldn't resist the erosion of time. The new gods were very powerful, and their methods of gathering faith were flexible and varied. But deep down, they were like a group of hippies in the new era. You can't expect them to go to the battlefield.
"Then, with a slap on the head, humans created another guy and gave him something that the other new gods didn't have. Not only did he have the gene to kill, but he also had the seed of destruction. Imagine, this new guy feeds on fear. He spreads like a virus through the new media on the internet. His method of gathering faith is as flexible as the new gods. He doesn't need to show his face, and you don't even need to know his name. He only needs to lurk in the movies, novels, and games that you see. When you feel fear, congratulations, you have already become his believer, and you will continuously provide nourishment for him.
"His original creator even considered that with the passage of time, his creation might once again embark on the old path of the old gods and become behind the times. Therefore, he used a lot of blank space in his description. This kind of thing is like creating an engine but not setting an upper limit for the speed. So what you have to do next is to step on the accelerator and let the speed keep increasing. Soon, you will experience the feeling of being as fast as the wind and lightning.
"If someone was willing to step on the brake at this time, maybe the tragedy of the car crashing and people dying could be avoided. Unfortunately, after a period of time, people realized the excellent performance of the car, and no one wanted it to stop. Instead, everyone wanted to get in and step on the accelerator again.
"This is the tragedy of the internet era. When a hot topic appears, people will spontaneously chase after it and hype it up. But these people actually don't know what the consequences of their actions will be. The thing they worship and feed is an unprecedented monster. It's different from the ancient gods, and it's also different from the new gods. What's worse is that its original creator gave it the attribute of destruction.
"Of course, in the minds of most people, they just use this matter for fun, like an unconscious collective carnival. Unfortunately, the guy in the center of the carnival doesn't think so. He was still faithfully carrying out his mission — to bring the world an unprecedented apocalypse that met everyone's expectations. Every time its strength increases, we are one step closer to this preset ending. "Loki finished speaking and took another sip of champagne, a touch of tipsy appeared on his cheeks.
Unfortunately, Zhang Heng, who was sitting opposite him, did not show any reaction after listening to his story. "It's a good story. It's a loss for all the readers if you don't publish it on Qidian."
"Do you think I'm lying to you?"
"I don't know and I don't care. At this stage, my mission is to kill you and complete this dungeon's main quest. We'll talk about the rest later." As Zhang Heng spoke, he drew the Paris Arrow from the quiver behind him and nocked it on the bowstring. At least on the surface, Loki couldn't tell that Zhang Heng's mood had changed because of what he just said.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I almost forgot, you don't have much emotion left, do you?" Loki did not panic when Zhang Heng pointed the arrow at him. Instead, he touched his chin with interest. "Don't you want to know what will happen when you lose all your emotions?"
"I actually have good news for you," Zhang Heng did not answer Loki's question. Instead, he said, "Even if there is a new type of apocalypse, you don't have to worry about it because you will be gone by then."
"I'm glad that you still have a sense of humor." Loki's eyes flashed. "Otherwise, I might not like you as much as I do now …"
And before he could finish speaking, Zhang Heng had already released the bowstring, and the Paris Arrow shot at Loki. Zhang Heng was aiming at Loki's heart, but the Paris Arrow drew an arc halfway and aimed at Loki's neck.
As a result, the God of Lies and Mischief stood there calmly, motionless until the Paris Arrow flew in front of him and was about to pierce his neck. Only then did he smile, suddenly reach out, and the next moment, he had already grabbed the arrow that was shooting at him.
"Paris Arrow, grade D. Its function is to hit the target's weak point after leaving the bow. It's a very useful little item. Many people are confused by its grade, but if this item is used well, it's no worse than a top C-grade item. However, it also has a drawback. Although it can hit the target's weak point, its lethality is no different from an ordinary arrow," Loki said slowly. "By the way, did you like what I did just now? It's something new I learned in The Avengers."
Zhang Heng did not answer because he had already taken out new arrows from the quiver. This time, he shot four arrows in one breath. The interval between each arrow was very short, as if they were connected. At the same time, the angle of the arrows changed slightly, covering Loki's body, leaving him no room to escape.
"Good archery," Loki praised. This time, he did not dare to block the arrows with his hand. With a snap of his fingers, he disappeared from where he stood.
And when he reappeared, he was already standing behind Zhang Heng. Before he could say a few more words, his expression suddenly changed. Zhang Heng had already turned around, as if he had been waiting for him in advance. Zhang Heng pointed the bow at him again, and then the arrows rained down on him.
Did Zhang Heng predict the direction of his teleportation? Loki was also amazed by Zhang Heng's keen sense of the battlefield. This time, he almost got hit by the arrow before he could even snap his fingers. Fortunately, he moved his body at the last moment and successfully dodged the arrow. However, the embarrassing scene also reminded him of some bad memories.
Back at the Pripyat Hotel, after Zhang Heng saw through his identity, he was forced to roll on the floor like a marble. This time, he finally regained some of his dignity. Even though he had the Paris Arrow in one hand, he still did not dare to be careless. Even if Zhang Heng were to shoot him with an ordinary arrow from the shop, he still did not dare to be careless.
However, Loki recognized the bow in Zhang Heng's hand. It was the Pestilence Bone Bow from one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. This Grade-B bone bow also reminded Loki of the White Horse Knight's fate. If he did not want to end up like a plague, he needed to stay alert at all times.
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