"Living in this world, one should not be enslaved by any race."
This was said by Martial God. It was also the most that old man Hermit had said to Wang Yu ever since he became a martial arts expert. It was also the goal that Martial God had pursued his entire life.
As the successor of Martial God, although Wang Yu had never met his so-called master, Martial God's beliefs had always been imprinted in Wang Yu's heart through Hermit.
Rebirth was just a game, but to Wang Yu, who loved this game, it was another world. Martial God's pursuit was also Wang Yu's belief. It was also the bottom line for a martial artist to stand in this world.
No one was willing to become someone else's slave or fighter. Furthermore, as a martial artist, Wang Yu's self-esteem and self-confidence were carved into his bones and imprinted into his soul. Naturally, he would not be willing to become a slave …
Wang Yu would even dare to step on the Lord of Light Luke, let alone a Son of the Holy Soul. He would let him know who the master of this world was.
Moreover, what kind of game was this?
Rebirth!
The character of the game designer of Rebirth was obvious to all. How could there be such a thing as a free lunch? Even if there was, there would definitely be poison in the pie.
One had to know that Wang Yu was now in the Neutral Faction. The Dark Faction and the Light Faction would not take the initiative to provoke the Neutral Faction.
Even if Wang Yu killed the Son of the Holy Soul and the Lord of the Demon Soul, it would still be the Dark Faction and the Light Faction that would fight in the end.
If Wang Yu joined the Light Faction now, it would be equivalent to betraying the Neutral Faction.
The powerhouses of the Neutral Faction were all like wild cranes. Naturally, they would not care about Wang Yu. However, the main cities under Wang Yu's name were all in the Neutral Faction. Once Wang Yu joined the Light Faction, the control over the main cities under his name might be taken away by the System.
With the shameless style of the game designer, this was definitely not rare. There was no return if there was effort, and there would be no return if there was no effort. This was the purpose of the game.
If he joined the Light Faction, Wang Yu would become the enemy of the Dark Faction. Quanzhen and his friends in the Neutral Faction would also be separated from the Light Faction. Not to mention, based on Wang Yu's daily actions, he would probably be targeted by the Light Faction if he joined the Light Faction.
After all, the number of famous Protoss BOSSes that had died by Wang Yu's hands was already in the double digits, including the Lord of Light Faction Luke. How could such a rebellious person join the Light Faction? What a joke!
Putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a God was something that could not be done in the Radiant Church. The first creed of the Radiant Church was that those who believed in God would live forever, and those who did not would be sent to the Inferno. One could imagine the fate of a God killer like Wang Yu.
Even if Les really wanted to rope in Wang Yu, Wang Yu would not be able to jump into this trap.
"You dare to reject the great Lord Les?"
Les' smile froze on his face when he saw Wang Yu's choice. A trace of anger and dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.
It was obvious that in Les's heart, a superior like him extending an olive branch to Wang Yu was a great gift. A lowly ant like Wang Yu should be grateful. There was no way he could refuse.
"Hmph!"
Wang Yu heard this and said, "The choice is in my hands. Who do you think you are?"
Les stood up slowly when he heard Wang Yu's words. He stared at Wang Yu with a serious expression and asked, "Are you sure you want to become an enemy of the Gods?"
"Pa!"
Wang Yu waved his hand, and the glove in his hand transformed into a long staff. He struck the ground under Les's feet, sending stone chips flying. He used his actions to tell Les his answer.
"Haha!"
Les laughed loudly and said, "Lowly ant, the great Lord Les gave you a chance, but you didn't take it. Don't blame me …"
"Pu!"
Before Les could finish his sentence, Wang Yu thrust the rod in her hand forward and accurately jabbed it into Les's mouth, causing the rest of Les's words to go straight back into his stomach.
"Motherf * cker!" Wang Yu used his left pinky to pick his ear. "Why does this Protoss Boss have so much nonsense to say? If you want to fight, just fight. Can't you be a bit more efficient?"
Wasn't that right? Wang Yu had already used this move when he was fighting the other two Angels. Now that Les was also jabbering, Wang Yu couldn't help but use this "mute" move that he was unwilling to use.
"Who knows? Maybe the author wanted to use the word" fake "."
Wuji replied helplessly. He then issued an order in the party channel, "Beat him to death!"
Originally, everyone had a problem with Les, who almost fooled him to death. Now that they were being annoyed by this guy's buzzing like a housefly, they already had resentment in their hearts. At this moment, they were ready to take action. Once Wuji gave the order to attack, Second Brother Yin raised his shield and rushed forward.
"Lowly mortal, accept the judgment of the Gods!"
Wang Yu's "mute" skill with the staff in his mouth was not the real deal. Apart from interrupting Les's nonsense, its biggest use was to anger Les.
Les's body flashed with a golden light, and Wang Yu's staff was forced back. Then, Les roared and crossed his arms in the air. A huge cross flew toward Wang Yu.
With Wang Yu's skills, dodging the cross was a piece of cake. However, behind Wang Yu were the members of Quan Zhen. This was an attack from a Celestial BOSS. Even if Wang Yu could dodge it, the others might not be able to. If Wang Yu dodged, the people behind him would definitely be hit.
At this moment, Wang Yu's Second Fatty let out a gust of wind. Yin Lao Er had already rushed to Wang Yu's side and raised his shield in front of Wang Yu.
“duang!!”
The huge cross collided with Yin Lao Er's shield, producing a loud sound.
Yin Lao Er was knocked back a few steps by the huge force. Although Yin Lao Er had blocked the skill, Yin Lao Er's face was ashen.
Damn, this skill directly cleared Yin Lao Er's block value, and he almost lost his shield. As expected, a Level 100 Celestial BOSS was not something anyone could handle. It was actually so strong.
"Scram, you ant!"
A BOSS like the Son of the Holy Spirit had high intelligence. Although the Holy Cross was not an advanced skill for Les, seeing his own attack blocked by an ant like Yin Lao Er, Les felt his pride hurt.
Yin Lao Er was still in a state of shock. Les's right hand was like a knife, and he extended it forward. Golden holy light instantly condensed into a meter-long lightsaber, and he slashed down at Yin Lao Er's shield.
Yin Lao Er had just taken a hit from Les, and his shield's block value had already been cleared. If he took another hit, he would probably be split in half.
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