It doesn't matter what the lord is.

Several little cupids with Reed faces flew around its head, clapping their hands and singing a strange song:

"Fishing~Fishing~"

As Kleiner looked at them, a feeling he had never experienced before spread throughout his body through his complex nerves.

It was as if a more powerful, more alluring voice whispered beside it—

How about being lazy for a while?

50. The world you love is gone

So comfortable.

What a pleasure.

So happy.

It was as if... I had returned to a long, long time ago...

Resurrection? What's the point of resurrection? How can I push the battle against the old gods alone? The conservatives still expect to cooperate with the Void, but they don't know that this road is blocked from the beginning. Besides, what can we do even if we fight? That year, the giants who attacked the God's Court made a big fuss and were struck down to the mortal world by the thunder of the gods. The holy fire in the sky was burning everywhere, and Clenus, who was silent in the sea, also saw the terrifying power hidden behind the old gods with the help of the giants' eyes.

Lying on the grass, Clenus quietly recalled the past.

That year, although the old gods successfully expelled the demons from the upper three tribes, they themselves were also seriously injured. In fact, a large part of the reason why they were able to win in the end was due to the [decisive weapon] created by the God of Craftsmen. If there was no monster that swallowed the world, the final victory would be hard to say.

Not long after the war, it seemed that some irreconcilable conflict broke out, and humans announced their break with the old gods. The two sides did not go to war, but parted ways. Although humans later began to believe in the old gods again, there was indeed a period of time in between when humans did not believe in any race and created a brilliant civilization with their own strength. The National Defense Array was also born during that period.

Seeing this opportunity, Clenus proposed a plan to launch a full-scale attack on the Old Gods. Unfortunately, this plan did not receive the approval of the majority of the Twelve Pillars of Kungu. Most of the Pillars still believed that cooperating with the Void was a better choice. The extremely rational Clenus was unwilling to miss this opportunity when he judged that he could not convince his companions, so he took the most risky move -

It sealed the core of its existence in the secret realm at the bottom of the sea, and used the remaining flesh, blood and soul to create the giants. Taking advantage of the old gods' unpreparedness, the giants continued to advance along the bridge of heaven and earth, and attacked the temple where the old gods were in one breath, like a sharp sword, but also like a lone hero.

At the beginning, the giants did have the upper hand, but then the backbone of the old gods began to exert their strength, and the isolated and helpless giants could not escape the fate of defeat and were driven out without a single one left.

After the defeat, Clenus ordered the giants to retreat to the land, hoping to let them reproduce and accumulate strength there, and become an ambush; but unfortunately, the giants were not ruthless plants, they also had their own desire to survive, and slowly got out of control. Through that battle, Clenus confirmed that the old god centipede was dead but not stiff, and perhaps it was a wise decision for his companions not to attack rashly at that time, but of course it is meaningless to talk about it now.

Clenus looked at the Cupids beating drums, playing harps and blowing trumpets, and the melody of the Fishing Song lingered in his ears.

My thoughts flew to an earlier time.

Where does the hatred towards the old gods come from?

Most of the other pillars have clear hostile relations with the old gods. For example, the Pillar of Disaster was slashed by the Sun God, and the scorching sun almost evaporated half of its body, which is the source of hatred. But the God of Immortality, Clenus, seems to have never had a direct conflict with the old gods from the beginning, and no one knows when his deep hatred for the old gods began.

Although it was unwilling to think in such a lazy atmosphere, many things still slowly came into its mind.

Clenus was born a long, long time ago, when all creatures in the world had no advanced intelligence. The power of a single species was very small, and everything operated according to the laws of nature. Perhaps some large species were rampant in the world, but overall the world was still very harmonious and peaceful, just like the wilderness where it is now. At that time, Clenus himself was just a small octopus, drifting in the deep sea all day long. He didn't know why he could think, nor why he was born stronger than other creatures.

It occasionally uses its tentacles to poke the small fish that swim by. Some fish get frightened and immediately swim away, while others are so stupid that they don't know how to run away even after being rolled up by the tentacles. When Clenus is hungry, he will eat them, and when he is not hungry, he will observe them for a while and then let them go.

The behavior of fish is very simple, and you won't get any pleasure from watching them all the time.

Such leisurely days lasted for a long time until creatures with higher intelligence appeared.

Once when Clenus emerged from the sea, he saw many humans hitting fish with wooden sticks. Fish react very quickly, and the sticks would inevitably reduce the force when they hit the water, so even though the humans were concentrating on their hard work, they only got very little spoils. It was late autumn, and the sea water was already very cold, but only a few of them wore animal fur, and most of them only covered their bodies with leaves. Some of the creatures that looked like human cubs gathered together for warmth, staring at the adults who were hitting the fish.

Kleinas was not hungry that day, so he had no hostility towards them. He stared at the human cubs for a while, thinking of the small fish that were eaten by the big fish at the bottom of the sea. To Kleinas, it didn't matter whether the creatures in this world were dead or alive, but perhaps because he was really bored, Kleinas decided to get out of the water and tell them that they couldn't catch any fish this way.

These humans had not yet developed a specialized language, and their cries were similar to those of wild animals, but it was not difficult for Clenus to understand them. Some humans were hostile to it and poked it with sticks, while others began to run away in fear, but it didn't care.

It simply calmly knocked the humans who rushed towards it into the water, then used its tentacles to roll up the sticks in their hands, sharpened them on stones, and quickly forked out a fish and threw it to the human cubs.

Then, Clenus dived into the water again.

The next time they met, Clenus found that the humans living by the water had already learned to use tools and had simple logic in their speech. Although they were still far from a mature language system, their roars were clearly different from those of wild beasts. These humans did not express hostility towards Clenus. Although they were afraid, their eyes were filled with respect and admiration.

Perhaps their ancestors had warned them that a strange octopus would emerge from the sea and teach us new knowledge. Humans asked Clenus for advice on farming, and after a brief study, Clenus responded to them again.

This was just a pastime for Clenus.

Just like humans sometimes catch ants and lock them up to observe their behavior.

Later, Clenus came many times, sometimes appearing in front of them, sometimes just observing them from a distance. Gradually, it felt that humans were quite interesting, kind, simple, valued cooperation among companions, had few complex desires, would not abandon the weak, and cared for the natural environment... There were many good qualities. To put it in an analogy, it was like a tree growing straight in the garden, always growing vigorously.

Until the outbreak of war.

That day, Clenus swam up from the bottom of the sea and found that almost all the people living by the sea were dead. The thatched houses were set on fire and thick smoke rose into the sky. Countless people were fighting each other, and the sharp bronze swords pierced into the flesh and kept stirring. Some were shouting, some were running for their lives, some were enjoying the fruits of victory, and some were covering their faces and crying.

Clenus secretly tied up a man who looked like he had been defeated. It was a dishevelled woman. When she saw Clenus, she was panicked at first, but then she seemed to have a glimmer of hope. She kept kowtowing and begged him to save her husband. Clenus asked her what happened here, and the answer he got was -

"Jihad."

The woman with tears streaming down her face sobbed and said:

"They call this a holy war..."

Later, Clenus understood the cause of the matter. Many powerful guys in distant places were doing similar things as Clenus: helping humans and other intelligent races to conquer mountains and rivers, raise wild animals, domesticate rice, and accumulate wealth. These races admired them so much that they would kneel down and kowtow to them every time they met.

They call themselves gods, beings that should be worshipped, praised and feared.

With the help of God, many races grew at a faster rate and also accumulated a lot of desires at a faster rate.

But God told them to love the world and to atone for their sins, and this desire remained in their hearts with nowhere to be released.

So God told everyone to launch a holy war.

"There are still countless primitive tribes in distant places."

"And you have sharper weapons, more advanced ideas, and more perfect systems than them."

"Then, of course, you have the obligation to spread your teachings to all parts of the world. Those who are willing to be loyal to you are your friends; those who stand in your way are your enemies—the fallen demons who violated the teachings of God! Spread the flames of war to all parts of the world. Only through suffering can the most loyal believers be selected. This is the gospel I give you."

In the end, Clenus did not fulfill the wish of the filthy woman, but simply gave her a calm and silent death.

It knew it was too late.

Once Pandora's box is opened, there is no possibility of closing it again.

In the raging flames, countless people died tragically, countless people fled, and countless people became slaves.

Their children will be baptized by the doctrine from an early age and dedicate their lives to the great gods. They will then do the hardest and most tiring work, and never forget to pray sincerely during their only rest time to redeem their false sins and give the little money they earn to the priests in the temple.

This fate will be passed down from generation to generation.

Civilization was established in the praise of the gods. The leisurely world that Clenus was familiar with, where he was allowed to wander aimlessly and stretch out his tentacles to tease all kinds of creatures, was gone.

As Clenus looked at this new world, hatred gradually filled his calm eyes.

It has never had any mercy on humans. For example, if someone makes a big fuss in its back garden, it will not feel sorry for the scattered plants, because those plants are too weak, and weakness is a sin. But it will hate the robbers who broke into its home, and the shameless people who messed up everything for their own selfish desires.

……

The wind blew across the grassland, and time passed by minute by minute.

Recalling the past, Clenus's distracted eyes slowly regained focus.

The Reed Cupid was still singing the song of slacking off when he was instantly pierced by Clenus's sharp tentacles and thrown onto the grass, his blood staining the green ground red.

Its huge body slowly rose from the ground, and its dark soul power surged out.

That natural, harmonious, beautiful world is long gone. If you need to steal half a day of leisure, what is the point? For it, once it recalls the feeling of hatred, the current joy can no longer cover its eyes.

Fishing?

Touch your ass.

51. Waiting for you for a long time

The giant octopus swung its tentacles, like a whip of divine punishment, blasting the entire grassland into pieces.

The scene slowly collapsed, and Clenus slowly exhaled and gathered his tentacles together.

I actually made such a low-level mistake... As a member of the upper three tribes, it is really out of character.

At this moment, Clenus was fully awake. He understood that the owner of this body was probably playing some tricks, and chose to corrupt and infiltrate him when his soul just crashed into him, trying to drag him into the same mud pit as him and drag him to be lazy together.

And in all likelihood, he did this to buy time for the woman outside.

boring.

Human beings' cleverness has always been so boring. Even if it works for a while, it is vulnerable in the face of absolute power. They have been polarized since ancient times. Some have been kneeling for a long time like slaves, while the other part is bold and fearless. Some cleverness may be interesting to Clenus once or twice, but it will become annoying if used too much.

Anyway, it won't change the result, so what's the point of delaying like this? I can still kill him after I regain consciousness. As for the woman outside, she was already covered in wounds, and the time that Lid had worked so hard to gain was too little for her. Whether it was healing or breaking through the barrier set by Clenus, it was probably far from enough.

Clenus' eyes scanned the collapsing grassland, where snow-white light seeped through the cracks in the landscape.

Damn the giants. It was just a knife created by it, but now it has begun to disobey its will. This betrayal must be severely punished. Then capture the high giants, chop them into pieces, use their bodies to squeeze out the remaining blood and soul, and let them taste unimaginable horror before they disappear.

Humans also deserve to die. Bewitched by the old gods, they have started wars again and again, leaving the world in ruins. Materialism, desire, hypocrisy, bullying the weak... they have too many despicable vices. Let's destroy their proud civilization and beat them back to a backward and primitive age.

Those who have acquired bad habits are no longer necessary to exist. They must be thoroughly cleansed and replaced with a group of people who are satisfactory to them. The same is true for other races. Those who are disobedient must be eliminated - this is the same as pruning the branches of flowers in the garden. Clenus does not need crooked melons and cracked dates in his flower garden.

Anyway, in the world it likes, no one is indispensable, so it doesn't matter which race is missing.

However, due to the repeated resistance of Lid and the Spiritual Lord, Clenus's disgust towards humans has deepened. If it decides to wipe out this race one day, it will probably use a more severe method to make them understand that the weak should not have extra thoughts and just learn to accept it.

The scenery of the grassland was broken bit by bit, and was replaced by a pure white world.

The eyes on both sides of Clenus surveyed everything here, and soon, it found the target that needed to be eliminated -

In the center of the pure white world, there was a throne made of steel, and someone was sitting there.

The man looked very similar to Lid, at least in temperament, but there were subtle differences in some details, including hair color. He was wearing casual clothes, with a nice curve at the corner of his mouth, looking over here with interest. Just by looking at each other, Clenus knew that this pure white world was the real place of souls, and the human man sitting on the throne was naturally the soul in this body.

By killing him and sitting on the throne, Clenus could gain control of the body.

Then, it can kill the human woman who is still struggling in vain outside, leave the secret realm under the sea, and complete its great plan!

But Kleinas did not take action immediately.

The two round eyes, which were very different from those of humans, stared at the man sitting on the throne, and the black mist around his body kept rising. Clenus raised a tentacle and found that the inexplicable palpitations that had appeared since just now were not an illusion. For some reason, his tentacle was trembling slightly.

The man sitting on the throne crossed his legs and said:

"The grassland you just saw was a trap I made imitating the ghost-type Pokémon I saw not long ago. I thought you would be immersed in it, but you woke up, which shows that you are a good octopus who is strict with yourself. You did a good job, and you need to be praised for doing a good job."

Clenus looked at him coldly.

These words, and the tone in which they were spoken, were exactly the same as those spoken by Clenus not long ago.

The condescending praise, the relaxed conversation, the half-smiley look, made the fire in Clenus' heart burn more and more. As a member of the upper three tribes, it certainly has the right to talk to humans like this, but why do humans treat it with such an attitude?

There was actually a significant difference in size between the two. Clenus's huge body was as tall as a hill, but the person sitting on the throne was only of ordinary size. So Clenus suppressed all the strange feelings in his heart and ran straight over there.

In an instant, black fog descended, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a devastating storm arose in the quiet world.

Under the waving tentacles, the white floor tiles shattered and dust was scattered everywhere.

But just as the huge body was about to hit the throne, Clenus suddenly stopped. It was not because of any compassion, but because he was pulled by a tremendous force that shook the world, and his body could not move for a while.

The storm remained, but due to inertia, the world soon returned to calm.

Its pupils on both sides swayed rapidly, examining its surroundings. It was surprised to find that countless pure white chains emerged from the sky and earth, tightly binding each of its tentacles. The huge head was only two or three meters away from the young man on the throne, but it could no longer move forward.

The human male on the throne stood up and said in a relaxed tone:

"When you crashed your soul in, you must have felt that you could easily erase my existence. After all, you are from the upper three tribes. After all, you have an incomparably vast soul power, as great as the mountains and as eternal as the stars."

"That's right. If it was an ordinary human standing here, they would most likely be dead. The moment your tentacles swung down, they would have disappeared. Humans are indeed very fragile in front of you, just like the stupid woman who is still struggling outside. Even after going through so much hardship, she may not be able to dismantle the barrier you set up—"

He smiled, showing his white teeth, and said:

“But I’m different.”

Lid looked at the sky above his head and said with some nostalgia:

"When I first came to this world, I asked the goddess of reincarnation if there were any other reincarnated people like me. She said there probably weren't any, not before, and probably wouldn't be in the future. I asked her why, and she said that souls are very fragile after leaving the body. This world is a little far from other worlds, and no matter how hard she tried, most souls died on the road during the long journey. Only I successfully responded to her call and came to this world. Because in my previous life, I had experienced all kinds of hardships and seen all kinds of scenery, so my soul is tougher than others. Not much, but enough to kill you."

Lid turned his gaze back to Clenus.

He saw a variety of emotions in Clenus's eyes. But no matter what Clenus was thinking, Lid's voice did not change much from beginning to end:

"So, Clenus, all your previous analysis was actually wrong. I built a good relationship with her, deliberately showed my gentleness, and publicly showed weakness several times, not for her to see, but for you to see. It was just to make you believe that I was incapable of killing you with my own hands and had to rely on the secret method hidden by that woman... Then, you would bump into me, bump into here."

The young man in front of him had a refreshing smile, but Clenus' heart sank little by little.

52. Is there anyone who is immortal?

Clenus poured all his strength into the tentacle, but the pure white chains that bound it did not move at all.

At that moment, Klenus realized that the man in front of him was not bluffing. He had made all the necessary preparations before letting himself in.

what does this mean?