Zhang Qiling stood there, silent for a long time, when a gust of wind blew in his face, his clothes swayed, and in his peripheral vision, he saw a shadow floating next to him.
Xuying put his head close to Zhang Qiling's ear and continued: "You are the existence that the world wants to destroy, and I can help you stay here."
Thinking of the scene where Tiandao wanted to kill him again and again, Zhang Qiling's expression was shaken. Seeing this, Xuying put his hand on his shoulder and said in a bewitching voice: "We are all the same, only I can help you , join me, become my believer, and together we can change the world.”
"Change the world?" A confused look appeared on Zhang Qiling's face. He looked at the statue of Thunder God standing there, "Who are you?"
"Me?" Xuying was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed. The laughter got louder and louder. He suddenly floated in front of Zhang Qiling and looked at Zhang Qiling condescendingly, with an arrogant expression and an aura of looking down on the world. He said, "In this world, they all call me Thunder Lord."
Hearing this, Zhang Qiling was shocked. Hearing the meaning of this phantom, it should not be from this world, but why did it appear here? Zhang Qiling raised his eyes and looked at the phantom. This was the first time he had seen it directly. It was a humanoid figure made up of a gray mist, and its face was clearly invisible, but Zhang Qiling could feel the change in the expression on its face.
Through the mist, Zhang Qiling looked at it, and he didn't know what he thought of. A sarcastic smile appeared on his lips, "You don't think you can brainwash me with just a few pictures of cakes you drew, do you?"
Xuying was stunned and couldn't believe he would say this, "Heaven cannot tolerate you. Sooner or later you will be eliminated by Him. Only I can help you. Don't you care about the protagonists in this world the most? As long as we control In this world, when the time comes, who dies and who lives is all a matter of your words."
Zhang Qiling looked at the shadow with a look that looked like a retard, with a speechless expression on his face, "I'm so full of you, you cake-painting guy."
"You don't believe me?" Xuying's voice became shrill, "Have you forgotten the time when you were struck by lightning and almost disappeared? You don't think that system can protect you again, do you?"
Xuying looked at Zhang Qiling, and his eyes seemed to see his soul through the body, "That system can't save itself now. You will die. Only I can save you."
Hearing this, Zhang Qiling lowered his eyes, and all the memories after arriving here flashed through his mind. After a while, he said: "Death is not a big deal, I shouldn't be here in the first place."
"However," Zhang Qiling raised his head and looked at the shadow floating there, "I will definitely kill you before I die."
As he spoke, Zhang Qiling suddenly jumped up and kicked the shadow. The shadow had no time to dodge and was kicked away. The next moment, it reunited in the distance.
After Zhang Qiling landed, he looked at the phantoms that had gathered together again, curled his lips and said with disdain: "If you can, show your true body and beat me."
Xuying's expression was furious. He watched Zhang Qiling reach out and wave, and a purple lightning as thick as a baby's arm fell from above, striking Zhang Qiling straight.
There was no trace of panic on Zhang Qiling's face. The lightning stopped only a centimeter away from his head, then turned a strange corner and penetrated the shadow, striking straight at the golden Thunder God statue. , the next moment the Thunder God statue was split into pieces.
Zhang Qiling's eyes were excited, and with a thought, another bolt of lightning fell, and once again struck the Thunder God statue. Looking at the torn apart Thunder God statue, he looked at the shadow with disgust and a look of retardation and said: "This is me. In my dream, you want to deal with me in my dream, how is this possible?"
Hearing this, Xuying's originally angry expression suddenly became calm. His eyes fell on Zhang Qiling and he said, "You are a poor man, I hope you can think like this before you die."
After saying this, the phantom disappeared together with the golden Thunder God statue.
