The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 839 Carefully Deceived
"Oh?"

The god's gaze fell coolly on Song Wanning, filled with doubt.

Where have you seen me before?

If this woman is hiding something, he wouldn't mind abandoning this successor and killing her anyway.

Sensing the god's ill will, Song Wanning gradually calmed down.

She calmly replied, "I have seen you before in the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao in the Wood Sculpture World."

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the entire space seemed to freeze.

The aura of the celestial being became very subtle, and his sharp gaze cut into Song Wanning like a knife, causing her to tremble with pain.

She gritted her teeth and said with all her might, "This junior dares not lie in the slightest. It was the Heavenly Dao of the Wood Sculpture Realm that said you are our role models. If it weren't for that demon god... you would have destroyed this world long ago!!"

"They even told us to learn from you and help the wood-plastic composite industry absorb all the world's fortune in the future..."

As soon as Song Wanning spoke, the air around her relaxed a little.

She was completely freed from her restraints, and was covered in a cold sweat.

She looked shocked and, still shaken, raised her head to look at the god.

"It is truly an honor for this junior to meet you today..."

She could utter sweet words without hesitation, as if she truly admired him.

Other things are hard to disguise, but intruders are so easy to fake.

Even the gods hadn't expected that the chosen successor would be a transmigrator from the same world as them.

But upon closer reflection, it makes sense. Besides them, who else could be so outstanding?

His doubts lessened somewhat.

"Then tell me, how is the wood-plastic composite industry doing now?"

"And what's happening in the outside world?"

He never completely let his guard down, constantly watching Song Wanning's every expression.

If Song Wanning dares to lie to him, then she can expect to be slapped to ashes!

"The wood-plastic composite industry is in a very bad state right now..."

Upon hearing this, Song Wanning sighed heavily.

"The wood-plastic industry is in complete chaos right now. There are monsters everywhere, and all sorts of strange phenomena are emerging one after another."

"Most of my people are dead."

"So, in order to seize the fortune and resources, the Heavenly Dao of the Wood Sculpture World has chosen us to come here again, just to make things happen!"

Upon hearing this, the deity remained silent for a moment, almost believing Song Wanning.

If they weren't true time travelers, how could they possibly know this?
"Senior, your existence is because I have entered a time and space teleportation array and arrived at the ancient battlefield."

"In reality, it no longer matches the actual time and space outside."

Song Wanning had to remind him of this reality.

His era is long gone now, so even if he goes out, it's useless.

In the actual flow of time, his remnant soul would most likely have dissipated.

We're only doing this thanks to the time teleportation array.

Upon hearing these words, the aura emanating from the celestial being suddenly became much more desolate.

He had actually realized it long ago, but he still felt unwilling.

However, he cannot leave this place in this time and space, otherwise he will simply vanish.

Thinking of this, the god sighed softly.

Finally, I accepted this reality.

He has no future left; the only thing he can do is let Song Wanning carry on his legacy.

"What's your name?"

The god suddenly asked.

"Junior Song Wanning."

Song Wanning honestly gave her name.

In this time and space, there is absolutely no way that the gods could know her identity.

And even the gods didn't know.

He even gave a perfunctory "Good name." Song Wanning didn't move, only looking at the god with regret, but in fact, she had already set her sights on him.

"Senior, I really didn't expect to see you in person!"

"You don't know, in our eyes you are a hero, a hero who saved our whole world!"

"When we accomplish our great cause in the future, I will definitely erect a monument and build a temple for you. I want everyone in the world to know that without you, there would be no future for us!!!"

"Senior, please accept my bow..."

Song Wanning didn't blush at all, and her lies were extremely sincere.

Her bow and impassioned gesture ignited a spirit that had been empty for hundreds of thousands of years.

He was overwhelmed with emotion and suddenly felt that his sacrifice had been worthwhile.

It turns out everyone remembers him and knows about his contributions.

Yes, they sacrificed themselves to save the world.

They are saviors of the world, worthy of everyone's worship.

"Okay, okay -"

The eyes of the god shone with endless light.

He looked intently at Song Wanning, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

"You're a good person!"

"As citizens of the wood-plastic composite industry, we should dedicate ourselves wholeheartedly, even at the cost of our own lives!!"

The more depressed I was when I fell from grace, the more proud I am now.

Song Wanning was happy to cooperate and quickly nodded, looking excited.

"Our predecessors were the most amazing. We, their descendants, will remember your sacrifice forever."

"You are my most admired idol!!!"

Song Wanning showered him with compliments as if they were free, making the goddess unable to stop smiling.

The more he looked at Song Wanning, the more pleasing she seemed to him, and the more he felt that he had good taste.

It's really great to have such a successor.

So he decided to pass on all his knowledge and skills.

So he then gave all the books to Song Wanning.

Those ancient books transformed into streaks of light and all entered Song Wanning's sea of ​​consciousness.

The aura emanating from it made Song Wanning's eyes narrow slightly.

To become a god, this person's scriptures must be extraordinary.

It's just a matter of saying a few nice words; it's worth it.

But she was still not satisfied.

"Sigh, the thought of my senior's impending disappearance makes me very sad."

"Senior, a great hero like you should be remembered in history and passed down through the ages!"

"Unfortunately, I am also powerless to revive you..."

As Song Wanning spoke, her eyes reddened.

His expression of regret and painful self-reproach moved even the gods to tears.

"Enough, enough, hundreds of thousands of years have passed. I've long since let it go!"

"If it's a dead end, then there's nothing we can do about it."

"I am already very satisfied to have a successor like you before I die!"

The god looked at Song Wanning with a deep gaze.

"But you must promise me that you will do your best to help the Heavenly Dao of the Wood-Sculpting Realm and help our people take everything back!!"

"How can these ants compare to us in value?"

"They should have voluntarily given up everything, instead of being so ungrateful!!"

The gods grew even angrier at the thought of that demon god.

"Especially that damned demon god, he should be torn to pieces and never find peace even in death!!"

His aura became even more terrifying, and his mind was filled with the hateful face of the demon god.