Chapter 113 Destroy the World
The scene was eerily quiet; everyone who had been so confident before fell silent.

They originally thought that the Sun and Moon Emperor, after ascending to deity, was just a weakest god, and could be easily dealt with by just finding the people behind them.

However, after seeing this natural disaster caused by just the aftermath, everyone was frightened and began to weigh the so-called gains and losses.

Seeing this situation, Xu Jiawei was not anxious at all, and was not worried at all that he might be liquidated after the God of Righteousness swept everything.

Because he had long known that there was no turning back after he chose to cooperate with the Holy Spirit Church, the Abyss and the People of Abundance. In other words, he was not their collaborator at all, but their puppet and could not interfere with any decision.

Why did he become a puppet?
Thinking of the scene where his imperial sister questioned him in the bedroom and then left angrily, Xu Jiawei showed a self-deprecating smile.

why?
Of course I can’t let it go!
He knew very well how the Xu family came to the throne, so the emperors of the Xu family for generations could never calm down, fearing that one day they would be punished by God and turned into ashes.

But how is it possible to ask them to give up voluntarily?

It is impossible to let go of power once you have it. Those who have been in high positions for a long time can no longer even stand up!

Therefore, even if his ending would be very miserable, at least he would still be sitting in that position in the end, and he would still be the emperor of the Xing Luo Empire!

As if they had sensed his peculiar emotions, several people present cast their gazes over to him, and their expressions became strange at the same time.

Seeing this, Xu Jiawei suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Ye Xishui said: “The plan is as usual. We will still summon the Saint Sovereign of our sect, but the ritual requires a body that must be native to this world and have some destiny. Finally, it must be strong enough, otherwise it will be blown up by the power of the Saint Sovereign’s arrival.”

Hearing this, Xu Jiawei’s expression changed, and he retreated without a trace, and then his back suddenly leaned against something.

He turned around and saw Bu Lirenzhanshou with his wolf mouth bared, saying, “I will ensure the safety of Suti’s life.”

The ending of a life was determined between the two people’s words, and there happened to be someone at the scene who met the above requirements.

He patted Xu Jiawei’s shoulder with one claw, and said with a smile: “Don’t worry, Your Majesty, it won’t hurt.”

Feeling the tearing pain in his shoulder, Xu Jiawei’s face showed some pain, but more of anger.

Xu Jiawei shouted angrily: “How dare you treat me like this! Treat an emperor like this!”

There was deep fear in his eyes. He had already thought about the fate of summoning the Saint Lord of the Abyss as a physical body. Even though he had already anticipated that his ending would not be good, he was still afraid and regretful when it really came.

He regretted why he had cooperated with these guys in the first place and why he did not listen to his sister’s advice.

I regret even more why I fought for the throne in the first place!

What if… What if…

Countless what-ifs and metaphors emerged in his mind, and Xu Jiawei’s body began to tremble visibly. Wearing the dragon robe, he looked so funny and ridiculous to the people around him.

Ye Xishui smiled lightly: “Your Majesty, everything is your choice. When we made the deal, you said in person that you would pay any price.”

As she spoke, she thought for a moment, then spoke again: “Calculating the time, my people have already arrived at the White Tiger Duke’s Mansion. There is still some time. Let’s hold the ceremony after this matter is over.”

“I believe you are also looking forward to the disappearance of this worry. Besides, with the entire White Tiger Duke’s Mansion traveling with you, you won’t be lonely.”

Her words had completely exposed the veil between both parties, making Xu Jiawei look extremely pale.

He stretched out his trembling fingers and pointed at Ye Xishui, saying in a trembling voice: “You…you…”

Fear had made him unable to say anything. Instead, Ye Xishui, who was being pointed at by him, suddenly looked cold.

A gust of black wind blew out from his sleeves and blew Xu Jiawei to the ground.

“Buzz!” The noble dragon robe flew up to the sky and then fell down, covered with dust. Xu Jiawei fell to the ground, covered in dust and looking extremely embarrassed.

An evil soul master stepped forward and grabbed him in his hand without mercy. The dignified Titled Douluo didn’t even have the ability to resist.

Ye Xishui turned around and said calmly: “Let’s go, let’s take His Majesty to watch a good show, and then ask him to go on his way.”

“Yes!”

Faced with the scenario of killing an emperor with their own hands, all the evil soul masters were extremely excited. If the ritual did not require the other party, they would have wanted to do the killing themselves.

After the ruins of the imperial palace were no longer inhabited, mysterious silver-white branches grew silently, and then three figures appeared here.

Du Ya, who was wearing glasses, glanced at the dragon robe on the ground with a puzzled look on his face. After a long moment, he exhaled and said slowly, “This is a little more normal.”

Apparently, after experiencing two sick emperors, he had some aftereffects of being an emperor.

The most bizarre creature in the land next to him suddenly said, “Fear of death is the most intuitive instinct of ordinary creatures. Seeking to survive is also the most necessary desire of ordinary creatures.”

“It’s normal for him to be afraid of death. It’s even more normal for him to not want to give up power even though he’s afraid of death.”

“This is life, ugly and weak, and it is indeed one of the great diseases of the world.”

Suddenly he sighed and lamented, but then his voice suddenly rose and he praised: “Only my God, who is merciful and compassionate and gives what is asked, can heal this kind of disease and free life from pain.”

After hearing what he said, Du Ya remained silent.

Chun on the other side yawned: “Ha~ I always say these things every time I’m with you, aren’t you tired of it?”

“I say, can’t you just not bother pursuing me? For example…”

“Rule the world?”

Chun grinned and teased Shuhu.

Countless eyes looked at this god-like man, and suddenly said respectfully: “Following my God is my greatest pursuit.”

Shuhu is different from Duya. Although the latter has faith, he is not blind. The former’s fanaticism is unparalleled. Even though he knows that Chun is just a god-like being, he still regards him as God’s agent on earth.

After hearing the answer from this dull-witted man, Chun took a deep breath and his tone became calm.

He said, “I am not Him.”

Suddenly he said respectfully, “Yes.”

“I’m not!”

Haru’s voice suddenly rose, as if he really wanted to argue about this issue.

Du Ya looked at Chun, who was rarely excited, calmly without saying anything to calm him down.

Chun’s mood quickly calmed down and he returned to his cynical look. He stretched out his hand and nodded.

“One… two… three… Hey, Duya, is that enough?”

He turned his head, blinked, and smiled: “To destroy this world, three is enough, right?”

(End of this chapter)