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Chapter 109 The death of the gods

"Walk a little further, he doesn't have a second big knife to throw it away, so don't panic." After wiping off the sweat from his forehead, Fang Yuhao felt his muscles ache all over his body.

"Oh, fortunately there is this layer of heavy fog, otherwise how could it be so easy to escape?" The man in the team said panting: "My surname is Lu, and the name is Gang. Thank you for your help. I am going to return to my own cave. You can also leave this corrupt place as soon as possible..."

"We will run away separately. See you again if you are destined to come to the Great Wilderness Cave Heaven, remember to report my name to Lu Gang!"

But there was no time to say too much at this moment. He turned around and shouted to the people following behind him: "And you, if you want to survive, come with me!"

Lu Gang squeezed out the last bit of strength in his body, stepped on his legs and went in the other direction, followed by a group of white and unclothed people.

There may be another entrance and exit of the ideal world, but there is no time to explore at this moment.

Fang Yuhao and his group did not dare to delay and were in a hurry. Because there was still chaos in the village, and the fog was getting bigger and visibility was only ten meters long. They quickly left the pursuers behind.

I feel at ease, finally at ease.

I breathed a sigh of relief. Due to the severe decline in physical strength, I went from running fast at the beginning to walking.

"... After feeding that herb, five or six kilograms of meat will grow every day, and the mental state will be depressed."

It was surprising to learn from Zhao Xianming that the original four strong soldiers turned into these fat men.

"Damn, why is this happening?!" Shi Dapeng cursed.

Fang Yuhao also shook his head. The experience of this day was a major turning point for his entire life.

The ideal world is never peaceful.

More than twenty minutes later, everyone finally ran to the dilapidated City God Temple, and they couldn't walk anymore.

Especially a few fat soldiers, they completely overdraw their physical strength and sweated all over their bodies, almost reaching their limits.

"Wow", after one of them relaxed, he opened his mouth and spit out a few shiny things!

A strange fragrance came into the nostrils!

"This is...soul bead?!" Fang Yuhao suppressed the throbbing in his heart and quickly said, "Can you eat what you spit out by yourself?"

"Oh, no more, no more!"

Old Man Li frowned and said, "Although it is a fragment of his own soul, the soul does not have the ability to correct itself. The meat cut from his butt may be added to his face! Don't eat it anymore!"

Fortunately, there are only two, which will not cause death.

"Put it away first, it may be a few short lives."

"If you can find some masters in the Jiuzhou Realm, you might be able to survive... Oh, the chance is not great." Old Man Li put these beads into a small ceramic bottle and sealed them very carefully.

Zhao Xianming's face was gloomy and leaned against the gate of the small temple, not knowing what he was thinking.

When I first entered the medium-sized idealistic world, I saw such a sensational scene. When I came to my senses, almost everyone was a little unacceptable.

This kind of mood is difficult to describe in words.

"If you run, you may vomit. Take a few minutes of rest, not too long..." Old Man Li listened with concentration on the ground, and did not seem to hear the pursuit.

Fang Yuhao widened his eyes, trying to see through the thick white mist.

Shi Dapeng's expression was slightly dull, and the blood on his face had not dried up.

"Battery Commander, can I be demobilized after I go back?" Suddenly, a soldier sobbed and tears flowed down.

These words have been kept in my heart for a long time.

The other three soldiers also lowered their heads and were in a low mood, perhaps with the same thoughts.

They have the courage to fight against ghosts and gods, but they no longer have the courage to explore the next idealistic world.

All wishes, all visions, and all dreams have been destroyed by this idealistic world!

This is hell!

They were afraid of witnessing the more evil tragedy in the world again, but they had the will but lacked strength and could not change it.

Zhao Xianming sighed, was silent for a while, and finally nodded.

The atmosphere was a little silent for a while, and only everyone was gasping for breath, very silent and depressing.

The statues in the City God Temple seem to have more cracks, with expressionless faces, smiling but not laughing, crying but not crying. The gold powder that was sprinkled last night had long been blown away by the wind.

After thinking about it, Fang Yuhao swallowed and tried to use the ability of spiritual communication to the statue.

"Success!"

Suddenly, he felt a deep despair, helplessness, and loneliness, as if he was a dying person with a deep attachment to the world.

"...Is there anything that can help you?" Fang Yuhao's heart beat faster and he murmured silently in his heart.

Let's go, let's go, let's leave here.

This emotion is very vague and echoes in Fang Yuhao's heart.

He can't save the world.

"Boom!" A thunder rose up and the whole sky brightened.

Old man Li suddenly stood up from the ground and cursed: "This world is over!"

"What's the point of persisting like this? Open your eyes and take a look. The black shops are open around you and are still killing people in front of you. What else do you have to persist in?"

Suddenly, Fang Yuhao felt a strange and heavy atmosphere in the entire temple.

It was like a huge rock pressing on my chest, I couldn't breathe.

It seems like the whole world is crying.

Old Man Li's expression was complicated, with a trace of deep grief and anger, as if it was a kind of confusion caused by witnessing various separations of life and death.

Fang Yuhao suddenly saw two lines of tears shed in the statue.

Then, with a "slap", the whole body cracked open.

A few quick stones fell to the ground and broke.

The original City God broke open like this.

The heavy atmosphere disappeared, and it seemed to have an inexplicable sense of emptiness, as if the whole world was slowly becoming false.

"Let's go, go, go back quickly, the will of this world has made its own choice..." Old Man Li sighed.

He bent down and picked up two transparent stones the size of quail eggs from the center of the fragments.

"Who wants it? Keep it as a souvenir, after all, it is the remains of the god..."

"Even if this thing is brought into the real world, it will not dissipate."

Fang Yuhao took this transparent stone, which was hard, but it felt very warm.

Shi Dapeng also tried to pick up one, but found that it was just an ordinary pebbles.

Others have no interest. For such a tragic experience, it is better not to leave any souvenirs. It is not easy to forget it.

The system did not give any prompts. Fang Yuhao tried it and thought it could actually be received in the space of faith!

【Broken divinity, special items.】

[Using this item can increase the spirituality of the ideal world and increase the success rate of life born.]
Chapter completed!
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