The four gods shook their heads at Li Mo, saying, "We do not acknowledge that you are one of our kind."
They slowly opened their eyes, their pure white pupils reflecting the scene like mirrors, while standing beside Yin Xiu, the human, was that pitch-black creature.
"You ugly, unknown creature, do you even deserve to be our kind?" God slowly revealed a look of disgust to Li Mo. "Lin would never create something as ugly as you. Lin only likes us beautiful gods."
"God should be like us, a beautiful and holy being, not like you, defiled by human desires."
The four gods laughed wildly, their clear voices echoing in the silent place like melodious bells, but the mockery and malice emanating from them made the pleasant sound harsh.
Li Mo tilted his head slightly, not feeling angry. He never reacted to the malice others directed at him, after all, the believers had always thought of him as a monster.
She only gets angry when the target of her anger is her boyfriend.
The gods noticed that Li Mo was indifferent, while the human beside him had a cold face and was exuding a terrifying killing intent, which caught the gods' attention.
"You really are His high priest and His lover. How pitiful that there is only one person in this world who feels anger and sorrow for him." God chuckled and pointed at Yin Xiu. "Then let's start by killing you. Once you are killed, He will have nothing left."
The black-clad deity, as if making a joke, stretched his hands together towards the sky.
The pure white and silent place was instantly swallowed up by the black mist surging in from all directions, like ink staining the entire sky and ground, and surrounding the small wooden house standing in silence.
Yin Xiu held the knife expressionlessly.
He was still very polite, and he had managed to refrain from stabbing the other party until now, purely because he wanted to see what tricks the other party had up their sleeve, and let Li Mo see what kind of strange and varied abilities his kind had before they died.
The power unleashed by the god of misfortune plunged the entire space into complete darkness, and from within the darkness, a familiar figure slowly emerged from opposite Yin Xiu.
"The hardest thing for a person to overcome in life is actually that other self in their heart, that self, whether it is jealousy, inferiority, or some other emotion." The god of misfortune murmured slowly, his mirror-like eyes staring intently at Yin Xiu. "These are the biggest factors that cause misfortune in life."
"And the misfortune that has greatly affected your life, your other self is—murderous intent."
Just as the god of misfortune had said, the other person who emerged was the pitch-black Yin Xiu. But the moment Yin Xiu recognized that the figure was himself, the other person had already rushed over with a knife in hand.
Amidst the flashing blades, in the blink of an eye, a sharp, cold light was already positioned in front of Yin Xiu. He reacted swiftly, raising his sword to meet the attack and deflecting the blade.
Compared to the smaller Yin Xiu that the High Priest had condensed earlier, the Yin Xiu opposite him exuded an even colder killing intent. His eyes were fixed on Yin Xiu without blinking, and he didn't say a word. He was very similar to the Yin Xiu who was once known as the God of Slaughter.
After realizing that Yin Xiu had blocked his attack with a single strike, the opponent did not hesitate to draw his sword and turn around, launching an even more ferocious attack on Yin Xiu without pausing for a moment.
Yin Xiu took a deep breath, never expecting that he would have to fight himself one day.
Knowing he was the most difficult opponent, Yin Xiu didn't intend to linger. After taking a deep breath, he gripped the hilt of his knife tightly, determined to finish the fight quickly.
In the midst of a rapid exchange of attacks and defenses, he glanced at Li Mo beside him and found that Li Mo was staring intently at the dark-skinned Yin Xiu opposite him, his eyes shining brightly.
Yin Xiu: ?
"Boyfriend! I want this!" Li Mo pointed at Yin Xiu, who was dressed in black but exuded an extremely sharp killing intent. "I want to keep this as a keepsake."
Yin Xiu remained silent. Although he was too preoccupied with the opponent's attacks to respond to Li Mo, he still slightly restrained the knife in his hand to avoid killing the fake Yin Xiu in front of him.
After withstanding a fierce attack from the opponent, Yin Xiu quickly took a step back and flashed behind Li Mo.
The black Yin Xiu had only his target in mind and tried to keep up, but the moment he turned to face Li Mo, the person in front of him suddenly transformed into a pitch-black creature, opened his big mouth and happily swallowed him whole.
As soon as the unfortunate black Yin Xiu disappeared, the surrounding black mist quickly dissipated, returning to the previous pure white land.
The God of Misfortune, floating in the sky, stared at Li Mo with a clear look of astonishment on his face. "Why... can... can you devour my power?"
"What kind of being are you? What kind of power did Lin give you? Why are you... able to devour my power?"
Having regained his human form, Li Mo politely maintained his smile. "I don't have much power, but I can learn a lot by eating. Perhaps it was because that person named Lin didn't know what power to give me in this other world, so he gave me the power to learn."
Li Mo stared unblinkingly at the dark god floating in the air, smiling, but making no attempt to hide the longing on his face, "And the things I can eat are boundless, even... it seems like you can eat me too."
The four gods trembled slightly and instinctively took a step back in alarm.
"Impossible... You are also a creature created by Lin, you cannot possibly have the power to take our lives. Our deaths can only be shared by the death of the bound high priest, so why are you doing this? And what gives you the right to be above us?"
The four goddesses stared at Li Mo, even with some anger. The ugly thing they despised had actually been granted life authority above them by their beloved Lin.
I can't understand why? Is it really because Lin loves this homeless child the most?
It seems that killing Lin back then was the right thing to do. Lin's love would be infinitely distributed among every god he created. As the number of gods increased, their love would decrease, and Li Mo is the best proof of that.
"You should not exist! You should not exist here!" The gods' anger was boundless, and they gritted their teeth.
The black fog swept over the land once more, but this time it was not merely the power of the god of misfortune.
The ground became soft and mushy, and countless broken people crawled out of the earth and pounced on them. Many clocks floated in the sky, and the hands of each clock were moving rapidly. In the black mist, familiar figures appeared in front of everyone.
It could be Yin Xiu's sister, Zhong Mu's parents, the people in the town, or even those strange creatures.
In the darkness, the surrounding scenery changes in an instant; the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and the light and shadow pass by extremely quickly.
Everyone's consciousness became clouded in an instant.