Super God: I simulated the heavens and was broadcast live in public

Chapter 130 Ge Xiaolun's Concerns
Yun Ming's face suddenly turned cold, as if frozen by ice. He clenched his fists tightly, and the vicious force seemed to be able to tear the air in front of him. "If he dares to turn against me, he will be seeking his own death!"

Now he is invincible.

Anyone who dares to go against him is doomed to step into the abyss of death, with only one way out: death.

Yun Ming's gaze flickered, like a will-o'-the-wisp in the dark night, and his evil aura surged forth like a surging wave. In an instant, the sapphire-blue sky was shrouded in inky black clouds, as if a heavy black curtain had descended. Day instantly turned to night, and the entire world was terrified by his evil thoughts.

His gaze slowly swept over the terrified and trembling people. The corners of his mouth lifted involuntarily, forming a smile of extreme pride. That smile was filled with intoxication and boasting of his own strength. He sighed and said, "This is power."

As long as he thinks, all life within a thousand miles will be wiped out in an instant.

This feeling of having the power over life and death was like the sweetest wine in the world, which made him deeply intoxicated and filled with joy.

He even couldn't wait to sweep the earth with his mind and listen to the cries of all living beings in despair. What a wonderful "music" that would be.

However, he still forced himself to restrain this impulse. After all, humans have suffered heavy casualties, and the population has been reduced by more than half compared to the past.

He thought to himself that he needed to exercise restraint. Human beings were like precious resources that needed to be "cared for" and not squandered.

"Shouldn't we provide some benefits?" Yun Minggang muttered softly, then, as if possessed by a demon, his tone became cold and cruel: "The strong prey on the weak; this is the iron law of the world. Only the fittest survive. How can the value of billions of weaklings compare to that of ten million strong ones? In this world, only the strong are qualified to survive."

Changing the subject, his eyes revealed endless contempt and disdain: "No, no, no, no matter how powerful you are, you are nothing more than an ant in my eyes. No matter how big or small, ants are still just ants. The only meaning of their existence is to please me."

Yun Ming stared closely at those frightened and trembling people, his eyes flashing with blood-red light, like a Shura from hell.

For him, isn't the value of life to pursue ultimate happiness? If great power can't bring joy, then why pursue it?

Thinking about this, Yun Ming suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and an extremely "interesting" idea popped up.

Why not bestow "gifts" on some people and see what surprising and wonderful changes will occur.

"But nowadays, the number of souls can no longer meet my needs." Yun Ming's eyes were like a sharp sickle, slowly sweeping across the prosperous cities nearby. The population gathered in these cities was in the hundreds of millions. However, if he wanted to perform the act of blessing, he would need to consume a huge amount of soul power.

If we only grant a tiny bit of blessing, as stingily as squeezing toothpaste, it is not impossible, but what is the point of such a trivial act?
This wasn't his style at all. He was known for his generosity, so how could he be so petty? If he was going to give, he should have given generously, filling them to death!
Yun Ming revealed a hint of sneer.

However, at the moment, the soul reserves were too scarce, and it was difficult to even meet his own needs, let alone use them for blessings.

A sudden surge of malice appeared in Yun Ming's eyes, as if it were tangible and cast into the depths of the vast universe.

He knew very well that only the sacrifice of life could fill the void in his soul, so he began to search in the universe to find which civilization would be the chosen "lucky one".

In a flash, a civilization came into view.

The reason was simple: the strong smell of blood and deathly silence that permeated the planet was as eye-catching as a flickering firefly in the endless darkness of the universe, and naturally attracted his attention.

Yun Ming's eyes were as sharp as torches. With just a quick glance, he keenly noticed Atuo under Morgana's command.

This planet gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity, not from his knowledge of the planet itself, but from the people living on this planet.

"Barbarian King, Enesid? Huh? How could Ge Xiaolun be here?" Yun Ming had initially found Fraser Planet interesting, but when he saw Ge Xiaolun, he couldn't help but be surprised. Unlike the original novel, Yan here has become Zhixin.

"What on earth is this..." In an instant, thousands of possibilities flashed through Yun Ming's mind like lightning.

"Heh!" He smiled coldly and raised his arm suddenly. The subspace in the void was torn apart like a broken mirror. Then, his figure sank straight into it and rushed towards the planet Fraser.

The night was like a huge piece of black silk, gently descending from the sky. The bright moon hung high in the sky, casting a silver light.

Ge Xiaolun and Angel Zhixin sat quietly around the campfire. The dancing flames illuminated Ge Xiaolun's face. He found a large rock and leaned against it, adjusting himself to a very comfortable position. Then, with a somewhat lazy tone, he said, "Such a quiet and peaceful night is really nice."

He hadn't experienced this kind of wild life for a long time.

Angel Zhixin sat upright on the stone opposite, her legs elegantly crossed. Her delicate face seemed covered with a layer of frost, and her frosty expression clearly read the four words "Keep away from strangers".

Her silence made Ge Xiaolun feel a little awkward and embarrassed.

"Does this alien planet also have a moon?" In order to break the awkward silence, Ge Xiaolun looked up at the vast night sky and asked again.

Angel Zhixin just remained silent, not saying a word, only her cold eyes flickered in the night.

"Oh!" Ge Xiaolun couldn't help but sigh heavily, secretly regretting in his heart that if he had known this would be the situation, he should not have agreed to come here.

"First of all, this place is not safe. In the southern region, a demon is wreaking havoc and has brutally slaughtered many innocent lives. Secondly, life originated from water. Only when water is in a state of constant flow can it give birth to life. There are also intricate connections between planets and their satellites..." Angel Zhixin spoke in a calm tone, neither hurried nor slow.

"Uh..." Ge Xiaolun looked at Angel Zhixin, who had a serious face and was talking freely.

He wanted to start a conversation, not really want to hear the answer.

It's better to keep silent than to say such serious things.

But on the surface, he nodded blankly to show his agreement.

"How long do we need to stay here this time?" Ge Xiaolun asked.

"About three days." Angel Zhixin responded.

"Three days? Isn't that too long? If he knew about this, would he be furious?" Ge Xiaolun frowned and said worriedly. The "he" he mentioned was undoubtedly the awe-inspiring Yun Ming.

If it weren't for the strong request from Lao Du and others, he wouldn't want to pass the ball.

Ge Xiaolun vaguely felt that Lao Du and the others seemed to have ulterior motives and intended to stir up trouble.

The thought filled him with worry and uneasiness.

After all, he might be the one to bear the brunt of the charge in the end, considering he's one of the three renowned god-making projects. "In three days, Queen Kesha will descend upon this place. As the power of the galaxy, you are the blade that can pierce ultimate fear. Why be so timid?" Angel Zhixin said in a cold, indifferent tone.

During this period of time, she has already thoroughly understood Ge Xiaolun's personality traits.

He is weak and cowardly in character, acts timidly and hesitantly, and has no courage or perseverance at all.

And this kind of trait is exactly what she hates the most in people.

The real world is now shrouded in the shadow of darkness. Such a weak person is actually the one who shoulders the heavy responsibility of the power of the galaxy. This made the angel Zhixin speechless for a moment.

"What you said is..." Ge Xiaolun felt a little unhappy when he heard this.

The so-called "sword that cuts through fear" was mentioned every day and was said to be so powerful, but he himself could not feel the powerful force at all.

He was thinking, was this an attempt to trick him into playing the game?

It's easy to talk without any pain in the waist, it's really bad.

"What's wrong with what I said?" Angel Zhixin had a blank expression on his face, staring straight at Ge Xiaolun.

"A good man doesn't fight with a woman." Ge Xiaorang muttered softly, then leaned back against the stone, tilted his head, closed his eyes, and seemed to be taking a nap.

"Stand up!"

These two words made Angel Zhixin frown.

"A good man doesn't fight with a woman? Although you are the power of the galaxy and indeed possess considerable potential, potential is ultimately just potential. Your current strength..."

"Are you done yet?" Ge Xiaolun, who was originally pretending to be asleep, suddenly had a frown on his forehead. He felt extremely regretful and secretly sighed that he shouldn't have said too much. It would have been better for him to remain silent at this moment.

"Okay, okay, you're awesome! You're awesome!" Ge Xiaolun didn't move at all, but just said this, hoping in his heart that Angel Zhixin would stop and not continue to pester him.

Just as the angel Zhixin was about to continue his long speech, a communication signal suddenly came from the angel's dark communication channel.

The reason why she spoke so little during the journey was that she was reporting the relevant situation of the place to the Angel Camp.

"You must keep a low profile in Frazer. The demon Ator is also in Frazer now. He's in cahoots with Morgana. If the demon Ator discovers your whereabouts, that bastard will most likely know everything. So even if Enesid is facing death, you must not help her, not even with the slightest help. Do you understand?"

Teacher He Xi's serious and solemn voice rang clearly in her ears.

Angel Zhixin nodded slightly, his expression solemn: "Understood!"

In the past, if she had encountered such a situation, she would have hesitated.

Aeneid is the next Angel King personally appointed by Queen Kesha. Her status is extremely respected. In the past, even at the cost of her own life, she would definitely protect her.

However, after experiencing all the thrilling twists and turns in the warp, her state of mind is no longer as pure and firm as before.

"It will take about seven days for us to arrive." He Xi's voice sounded calmly over the communication.

"Seven days? Isn't it three days?" Angel Zhixin was stunned, her voice filled with surprise. The Queen had clearly told her that they only needed to wait one day, so how could it suddenly be changed to seven days?
"Lieyang had something to discuss with us, so we temporarily changed the plan." He Xi explained.

"Then what should Enishid do?" Angel Zhixin's heart suddenly tightened and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

With the terrifying killing speed of the demon Atuo, within seven days, I am afraid that Fraser will be completely reduced to a death star, with all lives lost and it will be a horrible sight.

"Cold dish!" He Xi's brief response made Angel Zhixin stand there in a daze, at a loss for what to do.

"Then...then..." Angel Zhixin's eyes widened and stared straight, his mouth slightly open, wanting to speak but not knowing where to start.

After a while, she seemed to come to her senses suddenly and said anxiously: "Isn't Enesid the reincarnation of a predecessor? Could it be..."

The word "give up" seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, stuck in her throat, making it difficult for her to utter it.

As a disciple of King Tianji, she was fortunate enough to know many secrets.

This is also due to He Xi's more casual personality. If it were Queen Kesha, she would never reveal so much.

"I can only say that we have to wait and see what fate has in store." He Xi said slowly with a hint of helplessness and a sigh.

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After a long silence, Angel Zhixin looked up at the bright moon shrouded by dark clouds in the sky. A sense of déjà vu washed over her, as if certain scenes from the past and present had quietly overlapped. She couldn't help but sigh, and whispered, "Even you, Teacher, speak like that. What about the future..."

"It's hard to put it into words now, the future is unpredictable, and everything is possible." There was a deep sigh in He Xi's voice.

Even Kesa, who was sitting on the angel throne in front, couldn't help but turn her head slightly, her movements were light and imperceptible.

"Can't you change this habit of eavesdropping? You are a king after all, where is your dignity and respect?" He Xi keenly caught Kesha's subtle movements, and suddenly his face was full of helplessness, and he scolded softly.

A king of great angels, yet he was always keen on eavesdropping. How was this behavior any different from that of a sneaky villain? It was truly unworthy of a king and completely disrespectful.

"You are my role model, and I must learn from you." Kesha opened her red lips slightly, and a charming and slightly cunning smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"You don't learn good things, but learn bad things?" He Xi was unwilling to admit that he also had the bad habit of eavesdropping.

"You know it's bad, why don't you correct it?" Kesha said slowly.

He Xi always likes to pry into the little angels' privacy, and calls it caring about their physical and mental health. Such behavior is really vulgar.

(End of this chapter)