I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players-Chapter 492 - 280: The Most Arrogant King (Part 2)
Although they didn’t understand what the trump card of the Xirong Divine Craftsman was, concealing it from the enemy was the best option.
If the details of the Human God’s background were discovered, then they would fall into crisis!
"You!!" Even though the Human God knew they were deliberately provoking him, affecting his combat state, some things can’t be ignored just because they’re guessed; otherwise, the world wouldn’t have the concept of anger.
The move before him broke the deadlock he was proud of, truly shattering his defenses, and these people were adding fuel to the fire, talking about love with every mouthful!
"Courting death!"
Boom!
The combat between the two sides continued to erupt.
In fact, the outcome of this battle was already quite clear.
The Human God, behind the times, was only half-awakened, his logic fixed, without a strong learning ability, reliant only on the White Value Attribute Combat Power of the Divine Ape.
Ning Zheng, who didn’t train in combat, also had only a few minor Divine Techniques and relied on the White Value Attribute Combat Power.
The fight between two giants who had no trump cards and were purely dependent on values led those with some rich combat experience to a conclusion.
Victory was near!
Based on values alone, a Divine Ape gathered from the Rose Continent could not defeat a Xirong Giant gathered from the Nine-State powerhouses.
Thus, the answer became apparent.
This mastermind was cautious, designing an earth-shattering deadlock, but when a crowd started saying things like "love" and "friendship," which were hard to understand, the giant ape was quickly brought down.
... 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
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All over the Nine-State.
Some beings possessed and infected, with four or five flowers above their heads, serving as the vanguard of the Ancient Ape Race, raised their heads to look at the sky.
"The rain stopped!"
"How was this achieved!"
"This is impossible!"
Exclamations of surprise rang out one after the other.
The Divine Ape was their strongest combat power, and its downfall signified their defeat.
This was something no one could accept, as the painstaking efforts they had calculated throughout human history were easily defeated.
Why??
Such a thought emerged in the hearts of the Ancient Apes.
"However, our mission is also to be completed."
"Yes, we still have hope."
Their itinerary was very tight.
The first thing to do was to infect the Rose Continent, causing it to fall.
The second thing was to further infect the other Eight State City walls, forming a rainstorm to gather the Divine Ape, unfortunately, failed.
The third thing was to infect the common people outside the Nine-State City walls, turning all the Nine-State people into apes, reviving ancestral traits, and returning to the era of the ancient Divine Ape!
The core of the three things was actually only one thing.
Mad infection!
And the third thing, infecting the common people, had been almost completed.
Each continent had three thousand cities, how many could the Ark save?
Except for those few Ark cities that still lingered on, most other scattered Thousand Cities had basically fallen.
"We have completed the last trump card, after the Nine-State is infected, the Emperor will awaken."
"No, this is not a trump card. Awakening is supposed to wear the crown of the victor and not as a move to reverse the tide."
...
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Capital City.
Boom!
"Die for me!! Do not underestimate the bonds of humanity, you bastard!!"
"Don’t believe in miracles?? Those who don’t believe in themselves don’t even have the value of effort!"
"The will to survive is the strongest power!"
The passionate roars continued in his ears, with the collapse of the woven giant ape in his hand, listening to the cries and roars, the Human God’s mind suddenly recalled long ago years, a moment that seemed as if it were just yesterday.
"I’m going to the other side of the mountain to seek vitality."
"King, it’s dangerous there."
"There are many large Dragons."
"Those Dragon Tribes, Qilin Tribes, many giant beasts have built city-states."
"They are grotesque and eat ten of us a day."
"Too terrifying, don’t go."
Bats flew overhead in the jungle, and giant snakes wound up the tall trees.
The skeletal remains of the Giant Dragon were buried in the forest, forming the textures of history.
A small and thin ape set out on a fantastical journey.
Sailing across the sea, desert jungle, finally pushing open the grand gate of the Immortal Mountain.
It was a place east of the sun, west of the moon, the frail and injured ape finally saw an original God, the arduous and winding road had become a clear path.
He knelt to the ground, begging for survival techniques.
The man bent down to stroke his monkey head:
"Civilization is civilization because it is handed down by writing, continued by language."
"Child, you shall be the epic opening of the race, the destined myth, your name is..."
"Human God."
The man picked up the crown, and the ape humbly lowered its head and slowly donned the crown.
From that moment on, I became the destined hero, the king recorded in the annals of history, the Ancient Apes rallied around me, and I would become the most arrogant king in the golden palatial halls, all life bowing, Divine Beasts prostrating, cheering for my presence, I could do anything...
Once upon a time, we who conquered the world were full of ambition, shedding tears of joy with friends, unafraid of injury or death, together building a happy home, the Imperial Palace filled with the bones of Divine Beasts, but time bit by bit wore away our edges, and even the greatest emperors would be mercilessly torn apart by time.
He finally understood that some things can’t be changed by bonds, can’t be achieved by passion and effort.
The fear of death completely transformed the once greatest emperor into tyranny in his later years, disregarding human life, seeking the Longevity Technique, stripping the fur of his kind to create a new era for them—the era of the Human Race.....
And then he completely aged and died, entering the grave.
He knew that the era of the Human Race he created would eventually return to his hands in the distant future.
"Lost in thought again."
He ignored the collapse of the whole woven giant ape, feeling how ninety percent of the Nine-State populace had turned into apes.
"This is my kingdom, returned to me."
"My... imperial power."
Endless life force surged in again.
A black Three Flowers bloomed above his head, with life force pouring into his body like an endless wave, rolling forth.
"After countless years, reborn."
In a trance, it was as if he was back in his young, peak days.
The young and strong frail ape seemed to return to that shining spring grassland, the beginning of a fantastical journey, with priests loudly chanting, soldiers holding spears lining up on both sides.
The cheering crowd was filled with reverence, life once again cheerfully celebrating.
And he climbed the steps step by step, piously extending his hands, the gorgeously crafted crown of fur reworn upon his head, he became the most arrogant king.
Emitting a faint black glow, he slowly rose to stand.
"From today, all beings shall once more rally around me, loudly calling my name."
"Human God."
Countless rays of light instantly spilled over him, as if welcoming back the first and strongest hero in human history.
He spread his arms, his broad shoulders seemingly supporting the entire sky.
"Living a second life, I am the eternal king here."
