"You … seem to have a huge misunderstanding about me …"
Faced with Adil's question, that majestic and sacred existence slowly spoke. His voice reverberated through the entire space and spread in all directions, allowing everyone to feel his majesty.
"I spread my blood and let different people inherit it. My goal is indeed not pure …"
His expression was calm. Faced with Adil's question, he calmly admitted, "But during this process, aren't you all enjoying it as well?"
Looking at Adil, a faint light flickered in his eyes at this moment. It seemed as though scenes were being reflected in his eyes.
In the distance, sensing the scenes reflected in the eyes of the Massacre God, Adil's eyes narrowed slightly.
Among the countless scenes, scenes continued to appear one after another from the perspective of the characters.
In the scenes, countless people obtained the blood of massacre when they were weak, and then continuously slaughtered to obtain power and grow.
During this process, many people naturally died, but there were even more people who grew up smoothly and obtained the power they wanted, as well as many things along the way.
Dreams, power, authority, all of these things were obtained as they grew up, and they were obtained very smoothly.
In the scenes, after reaching the peak of their lives, these people had dazzling smiles on their faces. They were all high-spirited and gave off a faint aura of massacre.
"Sometimes, people always think that I'm bewitching others, turning ordinary living beings into the sons of massacre and causing disputes …" The voice of that existence sounded out in the distance.
The voice of the existence in the distance spoke faintly. It was filled with the vicissitudes of history, as if it was narrating an epic. "But the truth is, sometimes I'm not the one looking for them. Instead, they're the one looking for me …"
"Among these people, including yourself, didn't you also rely on my power to get to where you are today …
"Relying on my power to get to where you are now, what right do you have to question me?"
As soon as the voice finished speaking, a series of voices sounded out.
At this moment, the world in front of him seemed to have been stirred up by raging winds and torrential rain. The entire world began to turn upside down, becoming chaotic in an instant.
The voice of the God of Massacre kept ringing in his mind, resonating in his mind and coordinating with the whole world. It was questioning Adil heavily, as if it wanted to dissect his entire soul, magnifying his past and observing it under a microscope, berating and questioning him.
Some of his past experiences surfaced in his mind, and scenes of guilt and sorrow appeared in his mind. In the end, they condensed in his heart like a brand, causing Adil to feel extreme emotions.
Adil's expression was calm as he sensed these emotions. He did not say anything, but the light around his body continued to shine. No matter how many emotions appeared in his heart, he did not hesitate at all.
While the Slaughter God's words seemed to make some sense, if one were to think about it carefully, it would make no sense at all.
To Adil, the Slaughter God's words sounded like the excuse of a drug dealer.
The drug dealer defended himself, saying that there were people who needed drugs, which was why they existed.
It was not because of their existence that drug addicts appeared, but because there were people who needed them, which was why they did it.
His words seemed to make some sense, but if he wanted to cleanly remove himself from the blame, ignore everything he had done in the process, ignore all the benefits he had gained, and ignore all the sufferings he had brought …
That was a bit too shameless.
"I don't deny that you have indeed helped many people …"
In front of him, Adil took a deep breath. Looking at the majestic and holy Slaughter God, his expression gradually became indifferent.
"Some people are born lowly, but have ambitions …"
"Some people are born pitiful, unable to see their loved ones, and have few friends …"
"Some people are unwilling to be ordinary, and seek to improve …"
"These people have all benefited from you …"
He pointed at the images that appeared on the Slaughter God's body, pointing at the people who were either in sad situations, unwilling to be ordinary, or born lowly.
"But … there are some people …"
Then, he changed the topic and looked at the Slaughter God in front of him. At this moment, there seemed to be some other emotions in his eyes.
"Their families are complete …"
An ordinary image appeared on Adil's body. At that time, there was a family of three. The parents looked after the children, and the children grew up under the care of their parents. It was a happy and complete scene.
"They are mediocre and ordinary …"
In another scene, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man was looking around, busying himself, day after day, living an ordinary life.
"They work hard to improve …"
The third scene appeared. A youth was writing at a tremendous speed, constantly training his body, all for the sake of that tiny bit of opportunity that would allow him to advance a step further.
Then, more images appeared on Adil's body.
Some people lived peacefully, some people had happy families, some people were busy but at least fulfilled, some people were lowly but could still live, some people were in difficult situations, but still had worries in their hearts …
The most ordinary scenes appeared on Adil's body, forming a strong contrast with the epic scenes that appeared on the Slaughter God.
Similar to the scenes that appeared on the Slaughter God, the scenes that appeared on Adil's body were scenes that Adil had personally witnessed.
He had walked through countless worlds and experienced many things in those worlds. In those countless worlds, what occupied the majority of his experiences were not lively and colorful scenes, but precisely created by these ordinary people.
Including Adil himself, in his previous life, he was also one of these ordinary people.
Then, in the next moment, a series of changes began to occur.
A blood-red torrent slowly rushed out, and along with the scenes that appeared on the Slaughter God, the scenes that appeared on Adil's body also began to change.
With the continuous decline of the Slaughter Blood, Sons of Slaughter were born one after another. In order to get rid of their humble identities, to achieve their ambitions, or to make themselves extraordinary, they began to embark on their own journey.
They embarked on the path arranged by the Slaughter God, and then the Slaughter Blood in their bodies began to move forward, slaughtering all the way.
Ordinary people were constantly slaughtered, happy families were broken up, and people they cared about died one by one. On the marble, pieces of white bones stood, which were the scenes left after being absorbed by the Slaughter Blood.
With the rise of Sons of Slaughter, many people's peaceful lives were affected. Order was overturned, and a chaotic atmosphere shrouded everything.
Behind the rise of each Son of Slaughter was not only the epic glory that was praised by tens of thousands of people, but also the endless sea of corpses.
Behind the rise of each Son of Slaughter, there were countless lives being slaughtered, and countless ordinary people were slaughtered.
"You said that you used your Slaughter Blood to change the fate of many people, and brought good news to many people …"
Adil raised his head and looked at the Slaughter God in the distance. "What do you say to these people who suffered because of you?"
As his voice faded, ripples appeared on the spot where he stood.
Vaguely, one could hear the sigh of the Slaughter God in front of him, as well as that gradually cold voice.
"You smelted my essence, which means that you are my enemy …"
"It's not too late to quit now and give up that authority …"
The faint, cold voice kept coming from the space in front of him.
Under Adil's gaze, the majestic existence that was like a world began to collapse. Its body seemed to have stiffened, and the light all over its body began to melt, gradually dissipating on the spot.
At the last moment, the figure in front of him began to dissipate in the air, and finally turned into a golden essence that began to gradually integrate into Adil's body.
Boom!!
In the outside world, the moment the Slaughter God's figure disappeared, the golden flames suddenly flourished.
The golden flames began to burn fiercely. At this moment, the powerful fire of life was catalyzed to the extreme, and gradually integrated into one with Adil's body.
Under the powerful fire of life, the golden blood began to dissipate, and the bit of divine essence within it was finally stripped away. Under the burning of the flames, it turned into pure power and integrated into Adil's body.
Bang!!
A light sound rang out, and at this moment, it seemed to resound throughout the entire world, causing fluctuations in all directions and causing the entire world to tremble slightly.
The Material World's consciousness began to boil. At this moment, as if sensing Adil's appearance, the Material World's consciousness began to rejoice, cheering for the birth of a demigod.
The old body continued to melt, and new flesh and blood began to appear.
At this moment, a brand new demigod body appeared in front of him, completely revealing its majesty.
Faint golden blood flowed within Adil's body, bringing with it a sense of holiness and majesty that belonged to a god.
At this moment, Adil looked like a god, and his aura seemed to have changed, becoming even more powerful and terrifying.
The huge domain that had been spreading and almost enveloping the entire Waste Region began to slowly disappear. At this moment, as Adil's advancement ended, it once again integrated into Adil's body.
Faint golden blood flowed within his body, and at this moment, the godfire within Adil's body began to burn, illuminating his entire body with incomparable brilliance.
He stood where he was, and at this moment, a silver longsword appeared in his hand. The tip of the sword pointed towards the sky, and a bit of sword qi spread out without any concealment.
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