791: C791 The Secret of the Evil God

C791 The Secret of the Evil God

"And then?"

As Zheng Kai listened to the old man's story, he gradually frowned and a heavy feeling rose in his heart.

To be honest, he did not care about Evil God at all.

Although before coming to the European Nether Realm, Zheng Kai didn't have much contact with Western Gods, but he had a general understanding from all kinds of networks and books.

Basically, many of the gods in the Western Myths were not really gods, but just monsters that had cultivated to perfection.

If it was China cultivating the Immortal Realm, the strength of many of the worshipped Gods in the west would not be enough. Basically, the level of the demons that Sunn Wukong had defeated Buddha in Journey to the West to protect Tang San when he went to pick up the scriptures in the west were only at most slightly powerful monsters.

After getting the Merchant Shop System, Zheng Kai did nothing else during this period of time and specifically dealt with those official deities in the Heavenly Court of China. Now that he came to the European Nether Realm, how could he really put those monsters in his eyes?

To put it bluntly, other than Riter, who was an actual European deity, most of the deities in the European God Realm did not have a name or record.

This was the pride of a Chinese cultivator!

"Then... After that, everything changed. The people who were once very familiar with each other gradually became more ferocious, no longer recognizing each other. There was also no basic communication between them. All that remained were the hatred in their eyes and the fury in their hearts.

"Our village has never been at peace ever since."

"Every day is filled with shouts of murder and the cries for help of those who have been killed. Today, kill me. Tomorrow, I will kill no one. No one in this world is the winner, and no one can survive this massacre."

"I know. When you heard the name 'Shura Field', you felt a little strange. I believe you understand now. This is the reason why you gave this name to the shoe back then."

Zheng Kai didn't interrupt this time and chose to quietly listen to what the old man had to say. In the end, he realized that the old man's words no longer contained the calmness from before.

"So the reason why Evil God kidnapped us is only for the sake of his bad taste. He doesn't have any actual requirements?"

Zheng Kai asked the old man. Actually, he had always felt that there was something wrong with it.

No matter how powerful a person is, they are still the same, they have the motivation to do things. He doesn't believe that Evil God did all he could to kidnap a village's people from the Mortal Realm just for his own entertainment.

"Hehe …" Sir, you are indeed a wise man. "

Hearing Deng Kai's question, the old man bitterly smiled.

"In the beginning, we also thought it was strange as to why he would do that."

The old man poured a cup of tea for Zheng Kai and continued speaking with a frown.

Back then, we still had many villagers fighting against the desire to kill in our hearts, and they did everything they could to find the reason for Evil God's killing. They ignored everything and approached him to satisfy any of his demands and wishes.

Speaking of this topic, the old man's eyes lit up with tears. Zheng Kai felt moved when he saw the look of embarrassment and evasion in her eyes.

"You are one of these people?"

Zheng Kai asked coldly.

Truth be told, he did not feel that it was a shameful thing to make a roundabout policy towards his own survival. However, from the depths of his heart, he could not accept the act of harming someone close to him.

"Ah …"

Hearing Zheng Kai suddenly ask this, the elder's shameful expression became even heavier. She quietly wiped away the sweat on her forehead. Although she didn't answer Zheng Kai directly, his trembling hands had already answered to a certain extent.

"Alright, I understand. Go on."

When Zheng Kai opened his mouth, there was no longer any trace of politeness. Instead, he had a cold and businesslike tone.

He could understand people's desire to live and the old man's idea of leading the villagers out of their predicament, but he still could not understand the choice of harming his loved ones.1

This was just two different people making different choices when facing the same situation. There was only a difference in direction, no difference in height.

"Yes sir."

Although he was an ordinary person, the old man had already lived in the Asura Realm for a few hundred years and had long cultivated a clear heart. At this time, the moment he heard Zheng Kai's tone, he knew what he was thinking.

Wiping his forehead that was covered in sweat, the elder tremblingly said.

"We have tried many times, from the time of over a hundred years, to get close to the person who controlled this world, and then using this opportunity to get information out of him."

"So he was actually not a god in the truest sense, but an existence similar to an evil ghost that had hatched from people's resentment for a hundred years. The source of his strength wasn't some belief in his heart, but instead, it was resentment and fury that arose from the people within the Mortal Realm.

"Oh? So you're still a nationalist?"

Zheng Kai twitched his mouth and teased.

"Sir, what is a nationalist?"

Hearing Zheng Kai teasing the old man, Ye Zichen looked up at him with a puzzled expression. Obviously, he didn't know what Zheng Kai meant by 'cyan'.

"Ah, it's fine. Go on."

Zheng Kai was stunned for a moment by the old man's pleading eyes. He then remembered that the people from the European Nether Realm naturally did not know the meaning behind the anger in China. He immediately told the old man to continue.

"Yes, milord."

As for the old man who treated Zhang Kai as his savior in his heart, even though he really wanted to understand the meaning behind the political reform, he would naturally not oppose Zheng Kai's orders. He could only forcefully suppress the doubts in his heart and continue to speak.

"Ever since we found out about the secret of this ruler, my brothers and I began to think of all sorts of ways to stop our fellow villagers from killing each other. We wanted to use this method to weaken his power."

"And the result?"

This was because the old man had made the right choice. Although, the power of the Evil God was not all obtained from this plane, but since it was itself in this plane, this method should be fast enough to weaken his power.

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