Liyue Fengxiangren of the original god

"Oh? What an interesting part."

Kaiya stroked her chin and said with great interest, "So, can we discuss it?"

"Discuss how to get the most value out of me, it's impossible to give you this time, don't think about it."

Dekarapian said indifferently: "This problem is not counted. If you want to play such a trick next time, it will be counted as that person's problem."

"Very well, then I'll be the first to ask."

Kaia became serious: "Then, the noble existence standing in front of me now, from the level of life, are you really Dekarapian himself?"

"No, the real Dekarapian is silent, just like the tower that was smashed back then."

"And my existence is just the imprint of Dekarapian, an indestructible, unyielding, and unwilling spiritual incarnation."

"Okay, I'm done asking my questions, and I'll leave the rest to you."

Di Luke put away his weapon, folded his hands and said calmly: "So, if we want to eliminate the influence you brought, what do we need to do?"

"If this last test can make me feel happy and clear, those bad influences you call will dissipate."

"If it doesn't satisfy me, then it proves that your free will is nothing more than that, and then use longer time and firmer determination to calm everything down."

Everyone in Mond City frowned. The solution to this problem sounds simple, but it is too broad.

Satisfied Dekarapian?

Anyway, it is impossible for them to surrender. Besides, the other party has said that he is an immortal, unyielding, and unwilling spiritual aggregate. Surrendering to him is just a copy of the other party's memory, which is completely useless.

Besides, this is an old monster of nearly 10,000 years old. It is really difficult for them to judge what the other party wants with more than ten or twenty years of life experience.

"Why, you want to show up again?"

Qin asked: "The demon god is immortal, but after thousands of years, why did you suddenly appear at this time, and even control the power in the secret realm?"

"Control? Hehe, it's just a use of the power of the earth's veins. It's far from being in control. It's the humble opinion of mortals."

"As for why I show up at this time."

Dekarapian was silent for a moment: "The once beautiful dream was shattered into slag like the sky. Even the power and mind of the demon god will take time to gather again."

"And, after thousands of years, people in this land are still fighting for freedom, and true freedom seems to have yet to come."

"I want to see what kind of brilliance that people once desperately pursued can bloom in this relatively peaceful era."

"The only thing that makes freedom bloom is high pressure, only fear, and only disaster!"

"I don't want to see the so-called wind of freedom. I'm Dekarapian, the emperor of Gale Wind, but I'm quite interested in the flame in the hearts of mortals."

"The flames of the past burned the entire era and this king's tower. Can the flames of today burn a sliver of my strength? This is what I want to see. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Standard, but indifferent answer.

For gods, the limitations of mortals are indeed there.

One obedient child is playing on a deserted road, and a hundred disobedient children are playing on a road that is about to be approached by vehicles.

You have a mechanism in your hand, do you want to choose which child to save, or which one hundred?

This is a difficult option for human beings, because no matter which one you choose, there will be various reasons to tie your hands that are about to break the mechanism.

But for God, this is a very simple question.

dead?

What's the difference between one and a hundred?

Nothing more than numbers.

In contrast, being able to witness the struggle and unwillingness of human beings when making choices, for the demon gods who are used to seeing too many ordinary things, such a situation can arouse their sense of novelty.

As in, now.

"I come!"

Dadalia stepped forward with an excited smile burning in his eyes.

"This noble incarnation of the gods, can I fight with you?"

"Can."

The simple question and simple answer surprised everyone present.

Is this executive crazy?

For the next five minutes, though, they saw a fight that left them "bored."

It's not even considered a unilateral massacre, because the time Dekarapian gave Dadalia was only five minutes.

In these five minutes, the coercion of Gale Demon God was released, stopping thousands of flowing winds, and the power of the tower that made the people bow their heads made it difficult for Dadalia to survive.

Until the last second, Mr. Executive Officer, whose body was completely wrapped in the light of the two elements and turned into an elemental man, only moved forward a small half step with all his strength.

"The power obtained by squeezing your vitality? From a mortal's point of view, your strength is very strong, and your appeal for fighting is also strong enough."

"However, it is too early to challenge a demon god."

As soon as these words came out, even Gu Sanqiu was taken aback.

Too early means there is still such an operation?

Everyone in the West Wind Knights also silently remembered this person's appearance in their hearts. If this guy appeared in Mond, they would definitely dispatch the most elite intelligence personnel to keep an eye on him!

"Okay everyone, I'll come to the next question."

Yula stared at Dekarapian: "Are you obstructing Mond's old aristocratic period?"

"I'm not interested in mortals' struggle for power. They are just another shackles in this piece of land fighting for freedom. What do mortals do if they can't control their desires?"

"snort!"

Yura bit her lip and stepped aside without saying a word.

"Okay, everyone from the Knights has asked so many questions, how about letting me ask you a question?"

Gu Sanqiu raised his hand lightly, and then looked at Dekarapian.

"My question is very simple, but it is also very abrupt, I hope you are prepared."

"Oh? I've been curious from the beginning, what questions a man like you would ask, go ahead."

"How can I completely kill a demon god?"

"Well, if I need to describe it, it's probably the kind that wants to make the other party feel ashamed, so that they can't die anymore."

"What!"

At this time, even players with facial paralysis like Diluque and Abedo couldn't help showing surprised expressions.

"Mortal, can I understand that you are provoking?"

"That's a serious question."

Facing the coercion, Gu Sanqiu took out the dragon scale shield quite calmly, and with the help of the dragon's power in it, resisted the influence of the earth veins in the wind element.

"Please answer seriously, this is an opportunity for you to ask us as a demon god."

"Hmph, demon god, but even if the demon god turns his face now, what can you, an ordinary person, do?"

"you will not."

Gu Sanqiu's tone was firm.

The lord of the gale, the lonely king of the tower, built a tower to withstand the wind for his people, but it blows so hard that people can't lift their heads, planted the seeds of freedom in their hearts, but never offered to anyone people justified.

The life of a robot described in this kind of science fiction, which is rigid and rigid, and even has a fixed time to go to the toilet, was created by Dekarapian for his people and has never been changed. Even if the tower is broken, Never bowed to anyone, God.

Without him, the difference between God and man is the most real manifestation.

The appeals of mortals, their desires, have nothing to do with him!

Dekarapian's failure is the general trend, it is people's desire for freedom that shatters the lone gale, which is used by brickmen to deceive ordinary people.

So what if you fail once?

Even a loser, he is proud!