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Chapter 1670 Bingfeng: I want to get off work

Chapter 1670 Bingfeng: I want to get off work

"The survivors of the previous era don't want to perish, so they have no choice but to integrate into a race of this era. However, except for humans, other races are not favored by the multiverse, whether it is the innate demon gods who were once innate creatures and were forced to transform, or the monsters whose birth opportunity was usurped by the myriad races and were not bred until the human era. They are not races recognized by the multiverse. If the myriad races want to exist forever, they can only rely on the luck of humans."

"Join the human race, or..." You clenched his teeth tightly, and his snake fangs broke, but he didn't feel it at all. Instead, he squeezed out the truth mixed with blood from the gap between his lips: "Extract luck from humans."

"I don't need to explain the choice of the Ten Thousand Races. They first robbed the Ten Thousand Monsters of their living space, and then kept slaughtering humans to seize their luck. Do you remember how the weak saints in the prehistoric era became saints? As long as you hand in enough luck, even a mentally retarded person can become a saint. This is the result of the Earth Spirits' experiment, and it is also the truth behind the [Heavenly Dao's Most Ancient Contract] signed between the Ten Thousand Races and the Snakes."

"In the prehistoric era, as long as the myriad races had enough luck, the Heavenly Dao would give them a saintly position. That's why there's a saying that one can exchange luck for a saintly position. In fact, as long as the luck is sufficient, it's fine. Because no matter how much luck the myriad races have, they have to share it with the snake 70% to get 70%."

"After gaining that little bit of [truth] power, I can see a lot of [real history]. The Death Squad should probably come to me for advice."

Wa suddenly said something incomprehensible, and then she said: "Do you know? Whether it is the snakes or the myriad races, they are really lucky, very, very lucky. Having a choice itself is a very lucky thing, and having a choice in the face of despair, and having a way out after making a huge mistake, how lucky it is."

"However, the myriad races have never grasped it, and the same is true for snakes."

It was as if all the blood in his body had been drained away. His face was pale and his expression was somewhat abnormal.

"The first time was when the Ten Thousand Races replaced the Ten Thousand Monsters. If the Ten Thousand Races at that time had stopped and honestly assisted humans, they might have truly replaced the Ten Thousand Monsters and become the creatures of this era. As long as the status of humans is not shaken, races that are not favored by the Multiverse will not be cared about by the Multiverse, because they will either perish or eventually merge into the human race."

"The second time was during the prehistoric era. All the races that had committed such a great sin had to wait for that person to complete the human revolution. They still had the right to survive, and even shared the world with humans for a long time. In the end, although they could not escape the fate of extinction or assimilation into humans, they were so lucky that they committed such a great sin, but in the end they were forgiven by the victim and even had a share of the victim's property. This was the second time."

"The third time was before the Creation of Heaven. All the races at that time immediately severed all ties with the snakes, resisted the snakes, and stood with the humans in the Creation of Heaven. They took the initiative to eliminate the races that were too deeply entangled with the snakes and killed too many humans, and destroyed them all. Then, in the future, they gave everything they had to help humans and assist humans. This was the third time. Even at the Creation of Heaven, there was still a way out. No wonder Jun was so extreme."

"Three chances, but I didn't seize any of them, just because of greed."

"The Ten Thousand Races signed the most ancient Heavenly Dao Contract with the Snake because of greed. At that time, the Snake had no coercive power and it was absolutely impossible for it to send Kunpeng to indirectly destroy the other party like in the prehistoric period, or even use the inner universe or even the inner multiverse to attack during the battle of opening the sky. In other words, all the choices made by the Ten Thousand Races are due to their own desires and greed."

"This contract is undoubtedly extremely stupid, because the myriad races are merely accomplices of the snake. All sins and crimes are borne by the myriad races, and the snake finally reaps the fruits and gets away with it." He remained silent, just keeping his head down.

After a long time, he laughed miserably, kowtowed three times and nine times to Wa, then bowed to Bing Feng, and turned and left.

You bowed to the Demon King out of gratitude for his mercy. The Demon King allowed him to make a scene in the Demon King's Palace and did not kill him. Instead, he pointed out the truth to him. The pain he had to endure after knowing the truth was his own choice.

He still worshipped Bingfeng because he was ashamed. He was ashamed of being a member of the Ten Thousand Races, and even more ashamed of his ancestors whose greed not only caused the Ten Thousand Demons, that is, the ancestor of Bingfeng, to disappear, but also made him born now and bear the price of sin for the Ten Thousand Races. What was most ashamed of was that for the sake of the Ten Thousand Races, he actually dragged Bingfeng, who was a member of the Ten Thousand Demons, into this vortex.

If the myriad races and myriad demons had been completely severed at the beginning of human history, the so-called descendants of the myriad races today, that is, the newly born myriad demons, would not have to bear the sins of the myriad races. Although humans are supreme, at least they do not have to bear the sins of the myriad races.

Obviously, if you just rotted and died in a deserted corner earlier, so many tragedies could have been avoided! Why! Why don't you bastards even have this kind of determination? ! Are you so disgusting that you would rather die than let an innocent person die with you? !
Wa was silent, as if thinking about something.

Bing Feng was also silent, wondering when he could get off work.

Bing Feng, who became the emperor at the beginning, was full of responsibility, otherwise he would not have been able to obtain the legacy of Donghuang, let alone become the emperor, even if it was only an honorary emperor.

The Bing Feng of the past was not only responsible for restoring the glory of the Ten Thousand Races, but also had to use his own strength to fight for a piece of land on the Primordial Continent for the new Ten Thousand Races. Therefore, even though the old guys of the Ten Thousand Races disliked him in various ways, he still cultivated his own direct lineage and even launched a counterattack on the Primordial Continent.

It's just that the result is not very good, but Bing Feng has worked diligently over the years, until he lost half of the Donghuang Bell in a battle in the time and space turbulence, and the Demon King took the throne after that.

With the rise of the Demon King, his sense of responsibility was instantly discounted, and he began to think, that is, why is it so aggrieved for him to be the King of all races? Fists? That is indeed part of the reason, but he thinks it is mainly because the group of old people of all races are too ignorant, and they are still fighting among themselves at this time.

After learning the truth about the Ten Thousand Races and the Ten Thousand Demons, the only thing on Bing Feng's mind was when he could get off work. He finally understood why he felt so frustrated taking care of the King of Ten Thousand Races, because he was not from the Ten Thousand Races at all, but from the Ten Thousand Demons.

Then forget about it. Anyway, he has worked diligently for the myriad races for so many years, and he has repaid the karma of Donghuang's legacy. He has lost the Donghuang Bell, and learned from the Demon King that the multiverse will be gone in less than ten thousand years. Can't you let me rest for a few thousand years?
Let me get off work, let me get off work, let me get off work
(End of this chapter)

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