Demon Lord 3

Although I was fighting against the real God this time, I did not retreat at all. I thought the real God was no more than this, just shouting there. I admired him very much for being able to do such things for his brother, but such brotherhood would be better off without it. Such extreme thoughts were worthy of being a God. Humans really couldn't do such things. I also looked at him with contempt. After all, such extreme thoughts could only be produced by such a pervert. Such a God would become a pervert after practicing for a long time. We didn't do anything wrong to judge people casually, and now it becomes a criticism. I don't understand where we offended him, or those normal people have been treated like this by them. If so, it's too unfair. Many people will die here, and their souls will be scattered. How much sin have they committed! Thinking of this, I also started fighting with them. I just said to fight with full concentration, and I didn't take it lightly at all. Although there were a lot of thoughts in my mind, my heart was still slowly tied here. I now thought, if I could hit the vital points with every move, then I would definitely win this time. But if this god dodges quickly and my moves miss, then I would be very weak now. After all, I still don't dare to extend all my tentacles into the ground. Now this god is opposite to me. If he sees these little moves of mine, will he get angry out of humiliation? I can only slowly consume the spiritual energy in my body. Although everyone has given me a lot, not everyone can store very much. Everyone can store spiritual energy in the body because of the earth veins. If the human body creates spiritual energy like a sun, it should not be able to create much. After all, a person is not a real sun. They can only rely on the energy of the sun and then slowly create spiritual energy. If they can create a lot, it means that this person has strong abilities, just like after the manifestation, the person himself can become the sun. However, the sun is something that only exists here. It seems that there is such a created world in the big world. There's no true sun, so we can't absorb spiritual energy directly. This world was created by my father, so he can channel his own spiritual energy directly into this underground. The spiritual energy I absorb, sucked up by the tentacles, is also what my father left behind. It's another way for him to protect us. This god probably hasn't grasped this aspect, which means my father hasn't left them any chance to survive. It seems he's constantly protecting us, but it's not so obvious. Perhaps fatherly love has always been like this, like mountains and rivers, not like the flowing streams of motherly love. At this moment, fatherly love has become concrete. I'm also rubbing my hands, ready to continue fighting with that true god. Looking at that god, I feel increasingly familiar. What is he? Is he the psychopath we met before? It's a bit like these people are the gods. I didn't expect these gods to be so crazy. We can't even call them immortals. They are a clan of gods, not real gods who have cultivated themselves. This clan of gods doesn't seem to have particularly strong abilities. They are just like this from birth, but we haven't seen how many levels they can reach. These gods seem to have some mental problems. Their mental state is not what we call abnormal, but they are very extreme. What they think is different from what we think. They want everyone to have no thoughts and obey their arrangements. Everyone walks this world like a zombie, thinking nothing, doing nothing, listening to their arrangements and everyone just follows their instructions. But is this kind of life really what we humans want? What do we humans want? Perhaps what we humans pursue throughout our entire lives is to live a peaceful and stable life in this world. Others want such stability, and a small number of people only want to become a small leader or a capable person one day, to stand out here and become someone that others cannot. But later, they are smoothed out by reality and finally willing to become an ordinary person. Perhaps this is the life of an ordinary person. There is nothing to regret or admire. These do not require us to judge too much.