"Mo Shou, Mo Shou, how did you get hurt? Mother will bandage you up, mother will bandage you up …" said the wooden dummy's mother, Xu Yu.
Zhu Minglang frowned at this scene.
He didn't stop her because the wooden dummy's mother, Xu Yu, was also in tatters. Even the needle and thread she took out didn't have any thread.
Mo Shou pushed his mother, Xu Yu, away impatiently and said coldly, "How can your broken things fix my Rune Body?"
"But it's better than leaving it open like this. Let mother help you. Mother is already old, you have to walk your own path in the future. Don't do anything stupid! "said the wooden dummy, Xu Yu.
Mo Shou stood there and didn't say a word.
The wooden dummy, Xu Yu, took out a needle and thread and stitched up the wound on Mo Shou's chest. However, the needle and thread were useful for wooden dummies, but it didn't help Mo Shou's Rune Body at all. It only made the wound look less shocking. In fact, stitching a living person with a needle and thread looked very strange.
Mo Shou's Rune Body dimmed again. It was obvious that the Fairy Fluorescent Dragon had found another Ancient Giant's Sacrificial Altar. Each Sacrificial Altar was the key to granting Mo Shou the Rune Power. Now that Mo Shou's Rune Power was disappearing, he wasn't as strong as he used to be!
"Did you meet someone very strong? If you can't do it, then forget it. It's fine to hide for a while." The wooden dummy, Xu Yu, was clearly delirious. She seemed to have forgotten everything. She only remembered when Mo Shou hadn't become a Rune Body.
At this time, He Haohan and He Yiling flew down from the pavilion.
They were obviously chasing after Xu Yu, the dummy's mother. He Haohan was holding Mu Mu's head in his hand. It belonged to Mu Mu's father, and it seemed to be related to the giant mechanical head. The giant mechanical head was stuck in the cave, and it was no longer spitting out the destructive demon breath.
He Haohan saw Mo Shou and also saw his mother sewing up Mo Shou.
He Haohan couldn't help but suck in a deep breath at this sight. His throat was filled with bitterness.
"Mo Shou, take a look at what you've done. Take a good look at what you've done to become a god. Take a good look at what you've done for yourself!" He Haohan said angrily.
Mo Shou looked down at his mother's broken body.
Apart from the way she spoke, which part of her resembled his real mother?
Even though the ghosts were living in the bodies of the immortal wooden dummies, Mo Shou did not find any sense of familiarity or intimacy from them at all. Their monotonous, mechanical, and impersonal behavior even made Mo Shou feel disgusted and disgusted.
As such, Mo Shou would rather play games with the greedy living humans than spend time with his family.
"You should have freed them long ago, yet you humiliated them by imprisoning them in wooden dummies just for the power of the runes and the giant mechanical machines. Do you still have any humanity left? Or perhaps you've become them after spending so much time with these machines! "He Haohan scolded angrily.
"Han 'er, Han' er, stop scolding your brother. He's doing this for our own good … he's a god, and we're just mortals. This is the only way we can be together forever," Xu Yu said.
"Don't you think it's ridiculous and sad that you've become like this just to be together forever?" He Haohan said.
"How is it ridiculous and sad?" Meanwhile, Mo Shou spoke. He gradually revealed a slightly morbid smile and said, "They look like wooden dummies now because my cultivation isn't high enough. Once I reach the High Heavens Realm, I'll be able to create a human race that's even more perfect than the High Heavens. Humans should live forever, they shouldn't age, and they should be the leader of all races. They should be born with boundless strength and extraordinary abilities, and they shouldn't be as weak as they are now!"
Create a human race that's even more perfect.
The words sounded a little familiar.
Zhu Minglang's heart sank even further.
Could it be that Mo Shou's destiny was the same as Shan Meng's, to destroy the severely flawed human race?
Or could it be that the process of becoming a god would eventually face this problem?
"Madman, madman, you're just a machine engineer. What you've done is dirty, evil, and against the laws of nature!" He Haohan said.
Zhu Minglang nodded.
Regardless of whether Mo Shou's beliefs were the same as Shan Meng's, a god with such a twisted mind did not deserve to live in this world. Furthermore, for the sake of his beliefs, Mo Shou had used machines to harm countless people, not even his own family.
"Go to the Path of Animals and reincarnate for nine lifetimes, then come back as a human. If you don't even understand what it means to be a human, how can you become a god that creates a perfect human race?" Zhu Minglang had finished adjusting his breathing.
Even though his entire body was sore, it was time to get rid of this machine engineer!
The world was big, and there were all sorts of strange things. The machine engineer Mo Shou was one of the most ridiculous evil gods that Zhu Minglang had ever met.
Kill him.
Do good deeds.
Kill him, and his god merits would increase greatly!
Zhu Minglang walked forward.
He saw that the godly glyphs on Mo Shou's body were still disappearing.
Machine engineers were the same as trick masters. What they were most afraid of was having their secrets seen through by their enemies. Once their secrets were seen through, they would no longer be inconceivable!
"In reality, any ant that knows how to build a nest is greater than you. At least they're diligent, and they're not afraid of hardships for the entire ant race. Sometimes, they'll get trapped, fall into pools, get caught in spider webs, and accidentally step into a maze that you, a god, drew. The reason why they don't stop is because they still care about the ant race! Learn from their great spirit … En, why don't you reincarnate as an ant! "
As Zhu Minglang said this, he had already pulled out his sword. The sword flashed past like a gust of wind, but it only blew away the hair in front of his forehead.
After pulling back his sword, Zhu Minglang said his last sentence. The entire process was like he was chatting with someone else, but a line appeared on Mo Shou's neck. His head slowly slid down along this line.
Without the power of the godly glyphs, Mo Shou couldn't even take this sword strike.
His eyes widened, and he stared at Zhu Minglang.
Mo Shou was naturally unwilling, but he still let out that strange laugh.
It was as if, in his mind, he was immortal. Even if this godly glyphs body was killed by Zhu Minglang, his soul would still ascend to a higher sacred hall …
But for some reason, Zhu Minglang's last sentence seemed to have affected his beliefs after death. As his soul ascended, he seemed to see a complicated underground ant nest. The ant nest was flourishing, and the ant nest was extremely intricate. It could be said to be the work of nature, and his soul had entered an ant nest just like that!
This caused Mo Shou, who was on his deathbed, to become even more furious. Where had the Sacred Hall gone? Where had his Sacred Hall gone?
Devil, Zhu Minglang, this devil, he destroyed his sacred hall!!
How could the world after death be an ant nest? He was the great god of mechanism creation. Even if he died, his soul should ascend to the sacred hall!!
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