Slay the Gods: The spokesperson for Zhulong, starts with the God-killing Gun

Chapter 236: Dragon Roar Resounding for 9 Days

Lin Qiye looked at Cangnan from afar, his eyes filled with despair and pain, as if the whole world was collapsing at this moment.

He watched with a broken heart as Cangnan City slowly disappeared before his eyes. The familiar streets, tall buildings, parks, schools, everything gradually disappeared in the golden light and turned into nothingness.

His body was stiff, like a silent and dead statue, without a trace of life, only the tears in his eyes were silently sliding down, telling of his inner sorrow.

At this moment, the Mortal Divine Realm collapsed half a month ahead of schedule, and the remaining divine power began to transform into a sea of ​​divine power, surging into Lin Qiye's body.

This divine power was like a tide, completely submerging Lin Qiye's body, and his body began to undergo amazing changes.

In an instant, he seemed to have transformed into a god, and a powerful aura emanated from his body, shocking everything around him.

His hair began to change. Under the influence of divine power, his black hair quickly turned into silver hair that flew up in the wind. Every strand of hair sparkled with a silver luster, as bright as moonlight.

His eyes also changed. The original black pupils turned into golden pupils, bright and dazzling, as if two golden stars were twinkling in his eye sockets, illuminating the darkness around him.

At this moment, Lin Qiye was no longer that ordinary boy, but seemed to have become a real god.

With the blessing of this divine power, Lin Qiye's body emitted a dazzling light, and his figure was looming in the golden halo, as if he had merged with this world.

In his eyes, the eternal golden Seraph on the moon also opened its scorching golden eyes.

Look at him.

......

old Town.

In that small building.

My aunt walked into the living room briskly, carrying a hot meal. Her face was filled with a warm smile, as if this meal could dispel all the haze.

She carefully placed the food on the warm solid wood table. Each dish exuded an enticing aroma, which was the taste of home and a symbol of warmth.

"It's time for dinner! Ajin!" Aunt's voice was gentle and kind.

However, at this moment, Yang Jin no longer has the vitality he once had.

He sat blankly on the edge of the balcony, his small face full of seriousness and sadness, in stark contrast to the lively and lovely him in the past.

His eyes were empty, as if he had lost focus. He just stared into the distance silently, as if he was thinking about something important.

His little hands gripped the balcony railing tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

In the distance, there was a constant sound of thunder, the sound was as deafening as a war drum, which made people feel a little uneasy.

In the high sky, countless thunderclouds were rolling. They had different shapes, some were winding and circling like giant dragons, and some were roaring and roaring like ferocious beasts.

These thunderclouds gathered in the air, forming a huge vortex, as if it was going to swallow up the entire world.

Lightning flashed through the clouds like silver snakes dancing in the darkness, and every flash illuminated Yang Jin's face.

However, his expression did not change because of the dazzling light. He remained calm without any trace of divine light.

He stood frozen.

The little black scab was roaring beside him at this moment, looking into the distance at the outside world.

Its hair stood up and its eyes flashed with anger, as if it was worried about Yang Jin's safety, and seemed to be dissatisfied with the sudden storm.

Its roar was particularly clear amidst the thunder, as if declaring its dissatisfaction and anger to the world.

My aunt was wearing an apron. She wiped her hands on it and walked over.

There was a kind and gentle smile on her face, which was a maternal glow that made people feel extremely warm and at ease.

She reached out and gently stroked Yang Jin's little head. Her movements were very gentle, like a warm breeze, making people feel very comfortable and happy.

There was a hint of concern and tenderness in her voice.

"You kid! I called you to eat, but you didn't respond. What were you thinking about?"

Her words were full of kindness, as if she was asking a naughty child, and as if she was trying to pull Yang Jin back to reality from his thoughts.

Yang Jin came back to his senses, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, as if he had broken free from his previous thoughts.

He forced a smile on his face and a hint of ease in his voice.

"I know! Mom!"

His smile was a little forced, but it was enough to reassure his aunt.

He seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and there was a hint of excitement in his tone.

"Let's go eat! Mom! What delicious food have you made?" As he said that, he took his aunt's hand and walked into the living room with brisk steps, as if he really couldn't wait to taste his aunt's cooking.

However, at the dinner table, Yang Jin's movements suddenly slowed down.

He simply picked up two pieces of food with his chopsticks. His movements became slow and mechanical, and his head lowered, as if to hide the expression on his face.

He ate in silence, no longer as lively as before, as if he had a heavy burden in his heart.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and quickly picked up a few chopsticks of food and put them in his aunt's bowl.

"Mom! Eat more vegetables!" There was a hint of concern in his voice, as if he was expressing his love for his aunt in this way.

My aunt had a kind smile on her face.

"You kid! You should also eat more vegetables, don't just eat rice!" Her voice was full of maternal love, as if she was teaching an ignorant child.

As she spoke, she also put a large piece of delicious steak into Yang Jin's bowl.

"Eat more meat! My Ah Jin is going to grow into a strong and handsome boy! I wonder which girl will be so lucky to be able to follow my Ah Jin in the future!"

There was a hint of pride and expectation in my aunt's words, as if she was looking forward to Yang Jin's bright future.

Hearing his aunt's loving words, Yang Jin's body trembled slightly, and a complex emotion surged in his heart, as if the softest part of his heart was touched.

He looked up at his aunt with a hint of sadness in his eyes. It seemed as if he had a thousand words to say, but he didn't know where to start, so he hesitated.

His heart was filled with gratitude and guilt.

I am grateful to my aunt for raising me over the years, but I also feel guilty that I cannot give her a peaceful and stable future.

Aunt looked at Yang Jin with a loving smile on her face.

"Silly children! You are my treasures! Raising you is not that hard! On the contrary, I am very happy! I have you two children."

Her words were full of maternal love and satisfaction, as if in her heart, the happiness of her children was her greatest happiness.

At this time, thunder snakes were still flying in the sky outside, and lightning shuttled through the dark clouds, making a deafening roar.

Amidst the thunder and lightning, some golden spots began to appear faintly in the sky. They twinkled like stars, but carried an ominous omen.

Yang Jin's eyes were filled with tears, and his heart was filled with reluctance and worry.

"Mom! Everything is over from now on! You, my brother, and I, the three of us, can we still live in this building?"

There was a slight tremor in his voice, as if he was praying that his aunt would agree to his request and allow him to continue to protect this family.

My aunt spoke, her voice was gentle and firm.

"Silly children! When you grow up!

I will have my own family and can live there. What’s the point of staying in this old house?

As long as you live a good life, that’s the best! "

Her words revealed her expectations and blessings for her children's future. She hoped that they could have their own happiness instead of being confined to this old house.

Auntie raised her hand to touch Yang Jin, her movements were gentle and loving.

It was as if she wanted to comfort Yang Jin in this way and let him know that no matter what the future holds, she will always be their strong backing.

At this warm and slightly sad moment, a golden light suddenly appeared on my aunt's raised finger. The light was like a bright star, but it carried an ominous omen.

A puzzled look appeared on my aunt's face.

"What's going on?" There was a hint of uncertainty in her voice, as if she was questioning this sudden change.

When Yang Jin saw this scene, tears suddenly fell from his eyes and he was filled with sadness.

His heart was filled with despair and reluctance, as if he knew what this golden light meant.

"mom!"

He choked out this cry, his voice filled with endless pain and attachment.

Slowly, half of my aunt's palm turned into a golden light spot, which spread rapidly as if it had life.

A flash of panic crossed my aunt's face, but it was quickly replaced by calmness.

"Child! Is Mom leaving now?" There was a hint of helplessness in her voice, but more of it was concern for Yang Jin.

Suddenly, memories that had been buried for ten years came flooding back. A flash of enlightenment appeared in my aunt's eyes, and she understood the fate she was about to face.

There was a trace of reluctance on her face, and her eyes were full of love and worry for Yang Jin.

But then, a satisfied smile appeared on her face again, a smile that showed no regrets about life. She looked at Yang Jin kindly, as if telling him that her life was already perfect enough.

"Ah Jin! Mom is leaving!

You must take good care of yourself and live a good life with your brother in the future!

Don't be sad even if you don't have a mother anymore!

There was a hint of determination in my aunt's voice, as if she was using her last bit of strength to give Yang Jin the deepest blessings and comfort.

Her eyes were full of anticipation for the future, hoping that Yang Jin and his brother could continue to live happily even without her company.

After hearing what his aunt said, Yang Jin could no longer suppress his inner grief and self-blame.

His legs dropped heavily to his knees, his body trembling slightly with excitement.

He knelt before his aunt, his eyes filled with tears, his voice choked with sobs:

"Mom! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

Every word he said was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart.

“Ten years ago!

We didn't know this would happen, we were still in reincarnation at that time...we were incompetent!

It's us who failed to protect you!

It is us who failed to protect the people of Daxia!

It's our fault!!!

This disaster was not avoided...!"

Yang Jin's voice was filled with pain and guilt, and his eyes revealed deep self-blame.

He knew that as the guardian of Daxia, he failed to prevent the disaster from happening, which made him feel extremely painful and guilty.

The aunt looked at her son at a loss, her eyes full of confusion and puzzlement.

At this moment, Yang Jin raised his head, and his eyes flashed with the divine light of a god, a light that transcended the world, as if he was no longer the ordinary boy, but a god with a heavy responsibility.

My aunt suddenly understood everything. There was a flash of understanding in her eyes, as if she understood Yang Jin's identity and the heavy responsibility he shouldered.

"My boy Yang Jin!

Representing the gods of Daxia!

Apologize to the millions of people who suffered and died in Cangnan!

We are late...!" Yang Jin's voice was solemn and dignified, and his eyes flashed with determination.

He represented not only himself, but all the gods of Daxia, expressing his deepest apologies to those innocent people.

A smile suddenly appeared on my aunt's face, and her voice was filled with relief and kindness:

“Silly child!

What does this have to do with you!

Mom is already satisfied to have a special child like you!

Don't blame yourself!

It’s not your fault!

Seeing you like this!

In fact, my mother feels more relieved!

do you know? "

Auntie's words were full of understanding and tolerance towards Yang Jin, and her eyes revealed a maternal tenderness and firmness.

The tears on Yang Jin's face were like beads that had broken off the string, sliding down continuously and wetting the ground.

His body trembled slightly with grief, and every sob seemed to tell of the pain in his heart.

Little Black Lai, Yang Jin's loyal companion, sat quietly beside him and let out a low wail. The sound was full of sadness and reluctance, as if it could also feel Yang Jin's mood at the moment.

Hearing his aunt's words full of love and understanding, Yang Jin felt a warm feeling in his heart. He immediately hugged his aunt and held her tightly in his arms.

His movements were full of desire and reluctance, as if he wanted to freeze this moment forever, wanting to keep his aunt and not let her leave.

He pressed his body tightly against his aunt's, as if this could pull her back from her impending fate.

Aunt patted Yang Jin's back gently. Her movements were gentle and loving, as if she was comforting a wronged child.

There was a satisfied smile on her face, and her eyes were shining with love and pride for Yang Jin.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the air was filled with a warm and sad atmosphere that moved people.

A gray cloth bag appeared in Yang Jin's hand and he opened it.

"Mom, this is the soul-collecting bag given by the Heavenly Lord...!"

Before he could finish his words, suddenly, the whole world was filled with a deafening dragon roar.

"Roar!!!!!"

The dragon's roar was like a call from ancient times, resounding through the sky, causing all living beings in Daxia to involuntarily stop what they were doing, look up at the sky, their eyes filled with shock and awe.

Immediately afterwards, the entire Cangnan suddenly underwent drastic changes.

The heaven and earth began to shake, as if the entire world had lost its balance at this moment.

Endless colorful lights poured out from all directions, they bloomed in the air like gorgeous fireworks, illuminating the dark sky.

The endless sea of ​​thunder and dark clouds that originally enveloped Cangnan were torn apart by a sharp blade in this sudden colorful light, and quickly dissipated, revealing the long-lost clear sky.

In this torn dark cloud, an infinitely large red-gold vertical pupil appeared. It was like the sun and the moon, emitting an incomparable light.

The appearance of this vertical pupil shocked the whole world. Its brilliance was so dazzling that it seemed to be able to illuminate every corner of the world and dispel all darkness and fear.

These red-gold vertical pupils contain endless power and majesty, which makes people think of the legendary gods. It seems to be the supreme existence between heaven and earth, controlling everything in the world.

........

Thank you Mr. Zi Ren for the frequent updates and the love you both give me.

Thank you for the torture and suffering that generates power with love.

Thank you for the likes from the users.

Thank you Joseph who loves homemade garlic oil for his love.

Thank you Duan Chunan from Yuanshazhou for the like.

Thank you Decade - Wang Xiaoming for the three who generate electricity with love.

Thank you Xiao Liu Ai Fox for the love letter and flowers.

Thank you Ji Ruxilong for generating power with love.

Thank you Youming Luanwu for generating power with love.

Thank you to Zihao, who loves to eat pork ribs stewed with water chestnuts, for his three loving contributions.

Thank you to the three of Momobami Rilika from Hanlongcheng for generating power with love.

Thank you to Mangqi who likes tripod scissors for his love.

Thank you to Manager Bai, who loves Sichuan smoked pork, for his love.

Thank you for the inspiration capsule that says I am worried.

Thank you for being sensitive and anxious and generating power with love.

Thank you Rongli and the strange Nogami Hanzi for both generating electricity with love and flowers.

Thank you all for the gifts.

O(n_n)O~~