This Hero Is Scumbag

2022-04-29

Chapter 260 The God of Literature?

Give her to me.

When this line of characters was written by the god of literature, time seemed to stand still.

It’s broken.

Lin Zi subconsciously wanted to say something, but after she looked towards that line of text again, she sat back on the sofa feebly and remained silent. She knew that the moment the god of literature asked Zhou Li to hand over Elma, the negotiations broke down.

There is no room for a complete break.

Torreya on the side did not have Lin Zi’s “clear comprehension”. When she saw that line of text, Torreya’s emotions suddenly experienced a rare ups and downs, and her white palms clenched unconsciously. tight, looking towards Zhou Li with a worried look.

Elma still held Zhou Li’s hand tightly and leaned against Zhou Li’s side at the same time. She lightly kneaded Zhou Li’s palms, and this small gesture made Zhou Li’s eyes engulfed by the black mist regain a little clarity.

“oh?”

At this time, Zhou Li was no longer as relaxed as before, his face was as calm as ever, but his dark eyes made people shudder. Everyone knows that when Zhou Li is angry, the black mist will rise in his eyes, but no one has seen it. The black mist is completely solid and becomes a pair of abyss.

(Don’t worry, I don’t want to kill her)

As if knowing that Zhou Li’s emotions had reached the extreme at this time, the god of literature quickly explained: (I just I need her to cooperate with me to complete an experiment)

“What experiment?”

Zhou Li crossed his hands and sat on the sofa, his head slightly tilted forward. His tone was very flat, without any ups and downs, as if he was just talking about something that didn’t matter to him.

(The experiment of stripping the soul)

When she saw this line of text, Elma clearly felt the sudden clenching of Zhou Li’s palm. Although she was going to be experimented by the god of literature at this time, Elma was not immediately confused because of herself, she gently stretched out her other hand to cover the back of Zhou Li’s hand, the warm touch made Zhou Li’s emotions He calmed down slightly and calmed down.

Understanding how easy it is for people to misunderstand her own words, the god of literature continued to explain:

(Relax, this will not hurt her life, except that it needs a little Outside of time, I won’t hurt her)

(she’s a wonderful sample, a soul body I’ve never seen before, if only I could study how her soul was perfectly stripped , I can save everyone in this world)

“What are you talking about, is that your previous plan?”

Facing Zhou Li’s inquiry, the god of literature seemed to notice When he gradually cooperated, he wrote with appreciation:

(Yes, although the changes I made on Gerlost before failed, but I still got a part of the experience that can be used)

(What I need now is to get a perfect way to strip the soul, as long as I can get it, I will delay the end time and save the souls of all people in this world)

(Saving this world, isn’t that what you really want?)

Stopped writing and wanted to give Zhou Li room to think.

“What I really want…”

After hearing Zhou Li’s unintentional murmur, Torreya felt a little panic, she was afraid that Zhou Li was really being taken by her. Persuade to hand Elma over. But she noticed that after hearing Zhou Li’s words, Lin Zi, who was nervous beside him, suddenly relaxed, and a clear look appeared on his face.

Looking at Zhou Li, who bowed his head in contemplation, the god of literature who thought he got a positive answer continued to write with satisfaction: (Okay, I’m glad you can…)

“I understand.”

The sudden opening paused the words that the god of literature had just written. I saw Zhou Li raised his head, his black jade-like pupils were filled with a relief that was inexplicable to the god of literature, and that relief was not the kind of relief that handed Elma over. At this time, Zhou Li seemed to have figured out a puzzle that had been bothering him for a long time.

(What?)

“Do you know how to peel off a soul perfectly?”

Zhou Li did not answer the god of literature, but asked a Seems like a pointless question.

(This is exactly what I’m going to explore)

“No, no, now I can tell you what the real answer is.”

Zhou Li laughed. At this time, he was like a teacher facing the students. Facing the god of literature, who humbly asked for advice, Zhou Li gave the answer unabashedly.

“Gaia stripped away half of her soul and created Elma, at the cost of the destruction of the Golden Age.”

Looking at the text and books everywhere in front of her, Zhou Li twitched the corners of his mouth. When he started, he raised his jaw and said kindly: “If you want to strip your soul perfectly, just imitate what Gaia did.”

In the end, Zhou Li gave the answer.

“You twelve righteous gods all die once, isn’t that enough?”

(Zhou Li, you don’t actually have a choice)

Understanding Zhou Li After the meaning, the god of literature did not have any anger, he just calmly continued to write on the huge white paper of the world: (Although this time my actions did not follow the plan that should be in the twelve quarters, but don’t forget , I’m a true god)

(I’m not an empty shell sitting on a god seat now, believe me, if I want to, neither you nor Elma can escape)

face The naked threat to the god of literature, no, it was a sincere advice rather than a threat, Zhou Li didn’t mean to panic, on the contrary, he smiled more brilliantly.

“I know,” he said. “Even if you don’t want to kill me now, it’s as easy as blowing off dust to completely imprison me and Elma with your power.”

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(I can tell you that I cannot kill you because of Jordan’s particularity)

(However, I can rely on my ability to modify reality and create a prison that you cannot escape. Prison, believe me, maybe literature can’t have the power to destroy heaven extinguishing earth, but for human beings, literature is the most terrifying poison)

“Yes, it is.”

Nodding, holding Elma’s hand tightly, Zhou Li replied with a faint smile: “You are indeed terrifying, life Goddess they are at least just and honorable shameless, they are really small people. Although not a good thing, at least evil Perfectly clear, it makes people relaxed and joyful.”

“You are different.”

Zhou Li narrowed his eyes and looked at the words and books everywhere in front of him, with a mocking tone, Slowly said to the god of literature: “You really deserve the name of the god of literature, you may not be able to write the purest words, but you are really good at playing with words. You can raise your own selfish desires to save the world, you This kind of hypocrite makes me even more disgusted.”

(Oh?)

(Why do you say that?)

He almost pointed his nose at Zhou Li and cursed behavior, the god of literature did not get angry, but asked a question out of curiosity.

“I’ve been thinking, you play the Gospels, put the grotesque into the Gospels, put the human soul in Jordan, and then start experiment after experiment. I don’t understand how you’re doing this For what.”

“I know, you want to save half of the human souls and let them live in a virtual world.”

With a stop gesture, Zhou Li looked at the god of literature who had been robbed, and asked mockingly, “You don’t think I would really believe your statement.”

“A statement full of loopholes and inconsistencies. , want to gain trust from me…”

Pointing to himself, and then pointing to the book in front of him, Zhou Li jokingly asked: “Is it because I look too deceitful, or is it your intellectual development? Is it not complete enough?”

(What did you notice?)

Without denying Zhou Li’s words, the god of literature paid no heed to Zhou Li’s accusations and wrote a new text : (Why do you say that I want to save mankind is inconsistent?)

“Please.”

Zhou Li raised his eyebrows, a little helpless, but also a little Replied sarcastically: “You’ve been talking about putting humans into virtual worlds from beginning to end, so that they can escape what you call the end times in the gospel world.”

“But you never They did not say what will happen to these humans who have entered the Gospel world after the end time.”

With the words of the book reflected in his eyes, Zhou Li felt the coldness on his wrist, and his voice was cold: ” You never made me feel like a so-called loving god from start to finish.”

“You’re more like a toddler trying to find a tank of goldfish to play with.”

A god who has always arranged human beings in countless “dramas”, a literary collection composed of countless literatures, a “god” piled up by countless scar literature and black literature. Your literary god has been showing his love and kindness, is this normal?

You read all the books in the world, but don’t have a book of your own, don’t you feel sorry?

You, the dignified god of literature, definitely disdain to write boring articles and poems like human beings. Anything you write with ordinary pen and ink will be a rare treasure. It means nothing to you.

Therefore, the “literature” you want to write must be of high quality.

The splendid soul of human beings, if you can use this wonderful substance to compose a book, it will definitely be your eternal treasure and the real treasure of your literary god.

“After you put the splendid souls of human beings into the Gospels and help them get through their final moments, what will happen to them?”

this time, facing Zhou Li question, the god of literature does not answer as quickly as before. This time, he answered very slowly, very slowly.

(At least, they are still alive)

This sentence confirms Zhou Li’s conjecture.

The so-called saving mankind, allowing mankind to keep the fire, are all false.

The god of literature does this only so that he can write the most perfect books, and plant and cultivate the most perfect materials. When a book carrying a world’s destructive soul is written by him, I am afraid that the god of literature will become “He” in the true sense.

“The livestock live, but they don’t like the ending.”

(But I saved them in the end! I let them survive, I let them participate in a great The beautiful drama constructed by the gods, I let them have a wonderful Zoram fate even after the end, why do you still slander me?)

“You are in a hurry.”

At this time, Zhou Li laughed heartily, “But, you are pretending.”

“Literature, the literature constructed by human beings has never been inseparable from lies. This Spiritual God, until now, you I don’t believe every word I say, because literature is good at constructing the perfect lie.”

“A most perfect lie is to keep the core part, erase the irrelevant part, and fill in the seems right but actually isn’t part, so the most perfect lie is born.”

“You’re not called the god of literature at all, are you?”

A book that stores power and invisibly hides the figure, Zhou Li raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes seemed to transcend the dimension of time and space and landed on a space that did not belong to this world, which made the “God of Literature” panic.

“You have the appearance of a literary god, you have the power of a literary god, you can manipulate words and books, and make them affect reality. But you are not a literary god.”

“You have been rigidly following what the gods of literature have left for you. Your biggest loophole is that I hand over Elma in the name of saving people.”

mocking , full of sarcasm, was slowly said by Zhou Li: “Please, all the gods know that I am here to enjoy myself.”

“I have a fart relationship?”

“You are not the god of literature at all!”

Zhou Li raised his eyes, looked at the “god of literature” who didn’t know how to speak, and said slowly come up with a name.

“Orphan of Ancient God, false god.”

(How could you know!!!!!)

“Why do you have me The illusion of knowing?”

Zhou Li felt the breath of Elma beside him, and the Ouroboros bracelet on his wrist symbolizing “false” and “infinite loop”, he said solemnly: “Literature, It is a false world constructed by human beings, no matter how wonderful the writing is, no matter how realistic the description, literature will always be false.”

“You never told the world your name, you didn’t deliberately hide it, But you do things that are closely related to “literature” and make people subconsciously think that you are the god in charge of literature. You read books, you create scripts, you give believers a perfect imagination, you never tell a single lie, But complete the most perfect lie.”

“You, disguised as a god.”

(I am the god of literature!)

face The sudden appearance of the ferocious text, Zhou Li didn’t have any sense of panic, on the contrary, he knew that he had won.

“Yes, if you have the power of Gaia in Elma to write the most perfect Gospel, you are truly a god of literature.”

“It’s a pity.”

Zhou Li stood up. He looked at the books and distorted words in front of him, and said softly: “Fake, it will always be fake.”

Voice Falling, in the sky the rain suddenly seemed to be flipped off, rumbling and pouring stormy sea against Jordan. The sight like a natural disaster made Lin Zi, the ordinary person, suddenly feel a sense of suffocation, but soon, the black mist curtain arranged by Zhou Li gave her room to breathe.

(Fake?)

(Rest assured, when your soul is imprisoned by me, when her soul is dissectioned by me, you will be the most false existence)

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(You are too arrogant, if you conceal these things and report them to the twelve righteous gods, I may really fail)

(However, your arrogance harms yourself, It also hurt everyone)

(Like the god of literature, he is willing to turn into mortals and step into this dead place to create creatures for these human beings who are just materials, looking for ways to replace human beings , and finally deceived by me and died of a grotesque bite, the dignified twelve gods died silently, and I was deprived of their divine position and power)

(he did, and so did you )

(He is too kind, you are too arrogant, don’t worry, I will give you the same ending)

(I am the real Spiritual God!!!!)

(end of this chapter)