MTL - Top Horror Novelist-Chapter 162

Inside the Golden Temple, it was dark.

All the light that originally belonged to gold fell silent, together with the temple, fell into the depths of the dark sea of ​​blood, but neither resisted nor tried to change.

Just as it has been buried underground for a long time.

The **** closed his eyes, ignored the affairs of the world, and just fell into a deep sleep.

So even the temple also disappeared from the sight of the world, and no one will be lucky enough to see the day when it emerges from the ground.

It's just ridiculous that when the temple took the initiative to retreat and withdraw from the world, no longer sheltering the world that was once created by the gods, the rumors of ghosts and gods that had been forgotten and questioned were picked up by humans again.

They said it was God's punishment.

They said that God was determined to destroy the world, so the whole world lost its light and human beings lost their future.

Begging, resenting, crying, cursing...

All human emotions are blocked from the tightly closed golden gate.

Anything from the outside world is not allowed to enter this temple.

Even air, or ghosts.

But at this moment, the temple, which had been silent for countless hours in the era of destruction, welcomed visitors for the first time.

"despair!"

"despair…"

The high-heeled shoes hit the gold-paved ground unhurriedly, and the clear and crisp sound echoed repeatedly in the vast and empty temple, and the huge figure of the monster disappeared in the darkness.

A touch of red crashed into the darkness, so conspicuous, as if to cut through the dead silence in the temple, like a sharp knife, it went straight into the very core of the temple.

This temple, which is famous for its authentic works of gods in reality, gathers a large amount of gold and treasures. All the famous masters have left their paintings and sculptures here.

You can get enough wealth for this life by bending over and picking it up.

But the visitors didn't even look at the treasures along the way, and went straight to the dome in the center of the temple.

On the dome as high as hundreds of meters, it is the true body of the rumored **** that has made the temple famous.

The visitor seemed to know this place very well, without the need for light, it was as if the map structure of the entire temple had been deeply imprinted in his mind, and he stopped under the dome accurately as if walking leisurely.

She looked up at a height of 100 meters, and smiled at the faintly outlined statue.

"long time no see."

"God... Li Sijun."

Chi Yan casually uttered the name of the **** without any respect, as if to her, it was just an ordinary syllable without any special meaning.

The legendary **** who created the world 8,000 years ago, guided human beings to settle in places with abundant water and grass, and has always protected life, has such a large number of believers and churches in the world.

The words, deeds and wisdom of the gods are recorded in the scriptures. The bard played the harp and sang His mercy, and the voice of praising grace rang in the wind for eight thousand years.

But nothing reached Chi Yan's ears.

It seems that in her eyes, this **** who is known as the beginning of everything is just a clay statue that was given a high name by the clergy, but it is just used to collect money and use it.

"I saw you twelve years ago, and I will never forget you."

Chi Yan said the second half of the sentence unhurriedly: "Failing to kill you is the only failure and regret in my life."

"Since the gods are so merciful to the world, how about responding to me?"

She raised her head, her steel blue eyes stared deeply at the motionless sculpture in the darkness and said with a smile, "God, I want to kill God, can I lend you my head?"

Chi Yan's voice fell, and there was a sudden change in the entire temple.

The invisible power turned into ripples, and quickly waved from the ground under Chi Yan's feet to the surroundings, covering the entire temple under her power.

Immediately, the golden statues in all the temples, even the murals on the walls, the exquisite oil paintings on the ceiling... the hundreds of gods and figures in the huge temple were all given life under the power of Chi Yan, and they came alive. come over.

They walked down from the wall and the pedestal one by one, and slowly walked under the dome where Chi Yan was standing, surrounded by stars like a moon.

The pair of empty eye sockets that did not depict the eyeballs looked up at the **** statue in the sky.

These lifeless sculptures that have remained in the temple for a long time did not respect God because they lived with God. Instead, driven by Chi Yan's power, they chose to attack the statue.

The dead things that were originally preserved under the protection of the gods turned their guns on the gods.

Such a scene, even when Chi Yan saw it, felt quite mocking.

"As a god, your heart is so soft that not only the life you created doesn't appreciate you, but even the dead things around you will betray you."

Chi Yan sneered: "Li Sijun, twelve years ago, you should have died by my hands, that is the world's choice of fate."

But no matter how those statues tried to climb, even the oil-painted figures in the murals who wanted to climb to the highest ceiling failed, and none of them could reach the highest dome.

It was as if it was the realm of the gods.

No being is entitled to enter except Him.

Belonging to the kingdom of God is not only the rumored happiness and happiness that is full of gold and silver, lush water and grass, and named after "paradise".

There is also a cemetery of all pain, all sorrow, resentment, despair...all gathered here, like Pandora's magic box, but kept by the gods.

Until Chi Yan knocked on the door.

"You are not the fate chosen by the world."

A cold male voice suddenly appeared behind Chi Yan.

"Twelve years ago, you failed to pierce my heart, but seriously injured your own footless bird brooch, which is already the answer given to you by the world."

"Life never chose you as their new god, Chi Yan."

Chi Yan turned around and saw that Li Sijun had appeared not far behind her without knowing when.

Li Sijun sat casually on the pedestal that lost the sculpture, a pair of long legs hanging halfway on the golden platform carved with exquisite patterns, and a long windbreaker hanging down on the side.

He propped his head on one hand, and looked down lazily, those golden brown eyes were silent at the moment, without any light.

It's like the sun is also setting into the night.

This is not Li Sijun that Chi Yiyin is familiar with.

In other words, Li Sijun at this moment is more like the first time he met Chi Yiyin as Master Ma in the Ma family mansion.

Indifferent, lazy, careless.

It seemed that even if the whole world collapsed in front of him, he would not be moved.

Even lazily applaud.

But for Chi Yan, this is the Li Sijun in her impression.

That dangerous god.

"It should have ended twelve years ago."

Chi Yan said calmly: "But today, it's time to put an end to the unfinished business twelve years ago."

Li Sijun chuckled, but didn't take it seriously: "You didn't do it twelve years ago, twelve years ago, do you want to try again?"

"Killing gods... has never been an easy option for human beings."

Before Chi Yan entered the game field, he had been keenly aware of the changes in the world.

From the daily news and changes in scientific research results, Chi Yan realized that the world is undergoing unprecedented changes, and all common sense and laws for eight thousand years will be completely changed because of this.

Unlike Chi Yiyin who doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, Chi Yan doesn't care whether it's ghosts or gods or science, she only cares whether it can be used by her to achieve her goal.

Even Chi Yiyin didn't know Chi Yan's previous life.

Before becoming "Chi Yiyin's mother", who was she, where did she come from, where did she go, what kind of personality changes did her parents and childhood experiences bring her...

These observations and analyzes that Chi Yiyin used to make for the people he met, he had never done to Chi Yi.

It's not only because he habitually puts Chi Yan in the position of "mother", but also because - from Chi Yan's body, he can't see any marks belonging to the past.

Only Chi Yan knew, since she was conscious, she knew where she came from and where she was going.

There is often a voice that believes that every time the world changes dramatically, there must be an unusual genius appearing to turn the tide and reverse the future.

And every leap and turning point in world history also has a genius figure.

They are the self-help of the world consciousness, an inevitable choice of fate, like dark chess that has been placed on the chessboard early, and only when the situation really reaches the abyss that cannot be changed will the huge effect of dark chess be aroused.

Chi Yan is a born awakener, and from the moment she becomes conscious, she can change everything she sees.

Whether it is living or dead.

Although corresponding to the power of "rewriting" is the stricter eleven restrictions, which are far more tasteless than Chi Yiyin's "writing" ability, but it took Chi Yan a little time to successfully master such power .

She realized that it was the power that should belong to God.

Rewriting the fate of others, rewriting the fate of the world... The power contained in it can be called terrifying.

But in the dark, what Chi Yan felt was the call of the world consciousness to her.

As a subconscious collection of all the lives that have existed in the past 8,000 years, with such a huge data group, it is enough for the world consciousness to understand that the world will soon be rejected by the gods and usher in destruction.

In addition to restricting the gods, it is not enough, there must be new gods who can replace the puppet gods of the creator gods, and characters who can kill the gods.

As for Chi Yan, who was endowed with power and wisdom far beyond ordinary people by the world consciousness in this way, she placed high hopes on her.

She has the all-round power that can be called the limit in the long history of mankind. Compared with human beings, she is closer to the gods eight thousand years ago, and she is the creation of the world's consciousness.

The reason for this is the battle on the game field that was foreseen a long time ago.

Twelve years ago, Chi Yan entered the game field, penetrated all the dungeons at the fastest speed, reached the core of the game field, and aimed his sharp blade at the gods.

But at the moment when she was about to replace the god, she stabbed the prepared dagger backhand into her own chest.

At that time, even Li Sijun was shocked.

Seeing the world consciousness that victory is close at hand, it roared frantically to the point of collapse.

It also cost Chi Yan an extra twelve years to stand in front of Li Sijun again.

"Of course I want to become a god. It's just..."

Chi Yan lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, his words were filled with contempt for the world consciousness.

"You want me to be a puppet?"

"That's the biggest mistake of world consciousness."