After the sword bone was taken away, the reborn elder sister went crazy killing

"Pei Zhiyi! How could we be crushed by a piece of shit?"

Pei Zhiyi smiled and slowly stood up. The light from the two swords shot straight into the sky, fiercely penetrating the pressure from the big palm.

"Since you want this thing, you should at least be polite, right?"

The God of Creation didn't want to say a single word to these two young, inexperienced girls. His eyes were fixed on the platinum crown in Pei Zhinian's hand. This was something he had waited for tens of thousands of years.

"That bitch hid it quite well, to only bring it out at this moment."

Pei Zhinian's eyes instantly turned red when she heard those three rude words. "You're just a bastard, what right do you have to call her a bitch? Are you comfortable sitting in this position that you've taken over? Are you capable of sitting in this position? If not, get out of here!"

"What did you say?"

The God of Creation had not been offended like this for a long time, and now he was being insulted by a wild girl who was inferior to him in every way.

"You are courting death!"

Pei Zhiyi's natal sword flew out to block an attack for Pei Zhinian, and she stood in front of Pei Zhinian. At this moment, she really looked like an older sister.

"Did you ask for my permission to kill her?"

Pei Zhiyi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were also red.

In fact, the identity of that woman is already very clear, especially since Pei Zhinian herself is a person who is tough on the outside but soft on the inside. Although she didn't say it, it can be guessed based on her sudden rage just now.

"So you are the girl of destiny that I chose."

The God of Creation withdrew the wave of spiritual pressure and looked at Pei Zhiyi like a kind patriarch. "You are the best candidate for the Daughter of Destiny, both in terms of talent and bloodline. As long as you are willing to offer the crown with both hands, I can guarantee that you will be the next God of Creation, and all my power will be delegated to you."

Hearing this, Pei Zhiyi laughed. As the saying goes, people really laugh when they are speechless.

"Who are you? What about the Creator God? Do you think I like this position? And the title of Daughter of Destiny, what kind of bullshit is that? Just because you give it to me, do I have to accept it? I'm so sorry, but what I hate most is others treating me with presumption."

"presumptuous!"

The God of Creation was obviously angry. "Since you don't want to drink the wine, don't blame me for being ruthless."

When the God of Creation was angry, the entire territory of the elves was affected.

“Is this really the God of Creation?”

"Can such a selfish god really protect the six realms?"

"He does everything on his own! We have to fight together, even if it means death, to bring him down!"

……

All the elves were praying and making wishes to the Tree of Life. Their strength and wishes turned into bits and pieces and merged into the Tree of Life.

"Pei Zhiyi."

Pei Zhinian smiled at Pei Zhiyi. This was probably the most sincere smile she had ever shown to Pei Zhiyi.

"Are you afraid of death?"

Pei Zhiyi shook his head. "What's death? I've died once, too."

"That's good."

Pei Zhinian held the platinum crown in both hands. Amid the roaring spiritual power and rage of the God of Creation, only this platinum crown was still steadily releasing its spiritual power.

“We come from the past and not only change the past, but also change the future present.”

"What exactly do you want to say?"

Pei Zhinian did not answer, but asked Pei Zhiyi at this moment: "Do you know what this platinum crown represents?"

Pei Zhiyi shook her head. Although she didn't know, she could probably guess what it meant. Otherwise, the God of Creation wouldn't be so eager to get it.

“In fact, this Creator God is not that Creator God.”

The true gods have infinite love. They ascend to heaven in a ruthless way and ultimately protect the six paths with great love. No matter which race they are, in the eyes of the God of Creation, they are his children, his people, and people who are worthy of his protection with everything.

"This platinum crown is what the true Creator God left behind. It carries all of that Creator God's power."

Pei Zhiyi blinked. It was really hard to digest this content at this time. "Can you use this power?"

Pei Zhinian shook his head and nodded, "I can't, but you can."

"What do you mean?"

Pei Zhinian placed the crown on Pei Zhiyi's head and said, "You have seen the God of Creation. He was the one who sent you from the past to the present. Do you remember where you met him?"

Pei Zhiyi's thoughts were in a mess. The moment she put the crown on her head, her head hurt so much that it felt like it was going to explode.

“…It’s that ball of light.”

"That's right." Pei Zhinian patted Pei Zhiyi's shoulder, "Finally, for once you're not so slow."

Tens of thousands of years ago, the real God of Creation was replaced by the fake God of Creation. It was also from the moment the fake God of Creation took that position that everything became a mess.

The gods fell and were hunted, and only a few good-for-nothings were left in the Protoss clan, and they are still not presentable today.

"The Elf Goddess, our father and mother, all died at the hands of this false founding god."

Pei Zhiyi clenched her hands tightly, and the spiritual power of the crown kept pouring into her body from the top of her head. If she had not recovered her dragon body, if she had not had the unique sword bone supporting her from behind, she would have been blown to pieces by the spiritual power.

"If you want to deal with him, you can only have the power of the Creator God."

Pei Zhinian's body gradually became transparent and began to merge with Pei Zhiyi. "Actually, I'm quite unwilling. It was obviously me who wanted to merge with you, so why is it that now you're the one merging with me? But I also feel that I'm quite lucky, because it will be up to you to be the hero from now on."

"Niannian..."

Pei Zhiyi was in so much pain that he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Do your best! My soul is always watching you. Don't lose to a fake and bring shame to our Ghost Realm."

Pei Zhinian finally completely merged into Pei Zhiyi's body. At this moment, Pei Zhiyi also completely merged the last power of the true creator god in the crown.

"what!"

The power of the real and fake creator gods collided fiercely, and a huge vortex of spiritual power spread out in all directions, causing those who were weaker to faint one after another.

"How is it possible... How is it possible... I won't lose! I won't lose!"

"puff"

Pei Zhiyi's sword had already pierced his heart. "How is that impossible? You've already lost!"

"impossible……"

The counterfeit fell straight down, and Pei Zhiyi's face was covered in blood.