"I don't make it, I don't do any of this."

Seeing Zhao Yinshun waving his hands innocently, Oakley Yani looked up and down doubtfully.

If she didn't believe that he wouldn't joke about this kind of thing, Okriyani would definitely think that he was kidding herself!

This stinky brother has many bad intentions!

"Forget it, no matter whether you practiced your cultivation yourself or stole it, this matter must not be spread out!"

Holding Zhao Yinshun's shoulders, Oakley Yani warned solemnly.

"Number one on the list of gods is an invisible strategic deterrent. No one knows how powerful you will be in the future, so they will never dare to take action against you easily."

"If someone finds out that you haven't communicated with your future self at all, then your position at the top of the list will be your way to death!"

"I don't know how many beings there will be among the gods and demons who want to skin you and tear you apart to spy on your secret of surpassing the gods in a mortal body..."

The sinister whisper did not frighten Zhao Yinshun, but instead aroused his inner excitement.

Is there such a good thing?

My [Deprivation of Destiny] is already so thirsty!

When I grow up, I will kill them all!

Looking at the uncontrollable smile on the corner of the boy's mouth, Oakley Yani's face was full of black question marks.

I'm so worried about you, but you still laugh? You're laughing so hard!!

Sensing the resentment boiling over Yani, Zhao Yinshun quickly suppressed his smile and nodded solemnly.

"I know, I will pay attention."

"In addition, the rankings in the [Apotheosis of the Gods] are not absolute and will be revised based on the actual performance. Therefore... once the news of your appearance in the Imperial Capital spreads, countless challengers will soon come to your door."

"This is the [War of Conferred Gods]. The winner will deprive the loser of a part of their luck. For mythical beings, that is more important than life, so you must not hold back. They are difficult to be defeated anyway.

Kill!"

Staring at Zhao Yinshun meaningfully, Oakley Yani murmured in a low voice.

"Luck not only affects yourself, but also affects the people around you, your sect, your country, and even the fate of the world!"

"The victors ascend to heaven, the losers sink into the mud."

"In a time of great strife and chaos, this is the best of times and the worst of times..."

Patting the boy's shoulder hard, Oakley Ani whispered like an aria.

Listening silently to her revelation, Zhao Yinshun suddenly had a flash of light in his mind.

【Deprivation of Destiny】

You are the master of destiny, you can live and kill, you can take whatever you ask for

The battle between fate and destiny, the two seem to have some subtle connection!

Piaomiao's inspiration flashed away, but after careful consideration, he found nothing. Zhao Yinshun could only put the matter aside for the time being.

"[War of the Gods]...isn't this encouraging the people on the list to fight each other?"

I wouldn’t be sleepy if you talked about this!

Listening to the young man's "innocent and kind" question, Oakley Yani laughed and shook her head.

"Haha, do you think that killing and calamity in the world of mortals is some kind of gentle and elegant discussion?"

"How many mythical figures perished in the first Shang-Zhou war?"

"And this time, the scope of the mortal massacre is not limited to the land of China, but has swept across the entire world. The scale of the war will probably be dozens of times greater, and the level of cruelty will also increase by several levels."

"When the time comes, even the saints may not be able to survive alone..."

"Those who are facing calamity are like sailing against the current. If you don't fight, you will be eliminated. Not only you, but also the force you represent, your nation, your country, your civilization, your way..."

"If you're lucky, you can still leave a few words in the history books of future generations. If you're not lucky, all traces of your existence will be submerged in the long river of history, and all your brilliant achievements will be erased and no one will know..."

"This is the [Prologue] of the next thousand years, and you are the writers!"

Staring deeply into the boy's face, Oakley Yani raised an enigmatic smile.

Listening to her meaningful words, Zhao Yinshun fell into silence for a long time.

Luck, national luck...

Wasn't the competition in Lanzhou that year just a tentative preview of this [Battle of the Gods]?

Although he single-handedly defeated the enemy and won a breath of "gas", this "gas" was too insignificant for the entire country.

It is impossible to stop the decline!

The illusory concept suddenly became an intuitive goal, and Zhao Yinshun suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Individuals... are too insignificant in the face of the general trend of the times!

Even if he has the power to destroy mountains and reclaim seas, and turn the tide again and again, he cannot withstand the corruption of the entire empire!

In a daze, he seemed to feel the unwillingness of the overlord Xiang Yu back then.

Even though he is victorious in every battle, he becomes weaker and weaker as he fights. He can only dominate at the tactical level, but cannot reverse the decline at the strategic level...

After all, this is the limitation of the [Warrior] class!

In charge of killing and destroying, but unable to establish effective order!

Squeezing his cheeks, an inexplicable sentence flashed through Zhao Yinshun's mind.

Learning martial arts cannot save Damin people!

The confusion in his eyes disappeared in a flash, and the young man's eyes instantly returned to clarity, clarifying his heart.

Violence is the most effective deterrent. As long as it is strong enough to suppress a country with the power of one person, then he can guarantee the lower limit of a country!

And it won't affect his freedom.

Because [Warrior] is not like other classes, which need to rely on believers, people, and power...

Thousands of mighty powers belong to him, and his existence itself is the strongest deterrent!

As for the upper limit...that must be created by the great working people themselves.

The corners of his mouth curved slightly, and Zhao Yinshun instantly had a clear vision for his future.

Humanoid nuclear weapons!

It cannot guarantee prosperity, but it can quell war.

For a fun-loving person with a player mentality, this is already his greatest kindness to the world.

If it weren't for his master, a few pets, Professor He Xi, Dean Qin and other concerned people, he wouldn't care about the life and death of this world at all!

Mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, what do they have to do with me?

Shrugging his shoulders, the young man's eyes became lazy again, and a careless smile appeared on his face.

Sensing the subtle changes in his psychology, Oakley Yani couldn't help but look sideways and raised the same smile at the corner of her mouth.

Looking at each other, the two musicians laughed in unison, as if they were mocking the whole world.

"Speaking of which, why are we, the new gods, fighting life and death in front, while you old ones..."

After a pause and receiving Yani's sharp and dangerous gaze, Zhao Yinshun silently swallowed the words "old guy" and changed his words smoothly.

"You old gods can just sit back and watch? It's not fair!"

"Hmph! Of course the old rulers will appear at the end, using the whole world as the stage to perform a grand funeral together."

Opening her arms, Okriyani seemed to be embracing the whole world, and her voice became deep and lonely.

"The winner will step on the loser's bones and ascend to the supreme throne!"

Looking deeply at the woman in front of him, Zhao Yinshun reached out and rubbed her hair.

"You will not fail."

"Pfft~ Who can guarantee this?"

Okriyani recovered from her emotional emotions, laughed and shook her head.

"I will protect you."

The calm and magnetic voice echoed in her ears, and Oakley Yani's expression froze for a moment, and it took a long time before she opened her mouth.

"You are so shameless in your talk, you stinky brother!"

After ravaging Zhao Yinshun's face with all her strength, Oakley Yani let him go with satisfaction.

Pa~

With a snap of the fingers, the whole room returned to the real world, and there was a small noise outside.

"By the way, Yani, this is the [Yuling Wine] I brewed. Drinking a few cups a day should be good for your recovery from injuries."

Before leaving, the young man took out a bottle of wine and stuffed it into Oakley's arms. While introducing the effects, he told her not to drink too much.
To be continued...