"The war is about to begin. Do you want to leave? If you want to leave, I will take you away now."

"No, I'll stay here and wait for the final result."

After the space fluctuated, Peng Yu disappeared.

Zhao Ying looked at the empty plate and sighed helplessly.

Hearing the footsteps in the distance, he turned his head and looked at Zhang Yu.

"Your battle is ready? Is the war going to begin?"

"Yes, but before that I escort you away. If you stay in the royal city, you will be affected."

The boy shook his head: "I don't care. Those people dare not attack me anyway. I signed a contract with the entire courtyard of the saints."

Staring at Zhang Yu and looking at the other party's firm face, he suddenly asked.

"Do you hate the gods?"

"certainly."

Zhang Yu did not think so.

"It is said that warriors and heroes are the darlings of the God of Fortune. But I did not get the love of my God of Fortune. In this world, no God of Fortune bets on it. In the end, it was that disgusting traitor who made the future of this world."

He was filled with resentment and hatred towards the gods.

"Those gods arranged their destiny and arranged the direction of our world indiscriminately. Now, for the sake of the so-called history, their zodiac signs have been sent in to persecute our people.

"It's just that I'm not strong enough, otherwise I will pull all those gods from the throne!"

"The gods are not all bad. At least in front of you, there is another god who is willing to lend you his arm to help you turn your destiny."

"The Lord of Taiyi is very good. But I heard that he has been persecuted by those gods many times. Now he has ended up being dismembered by millions of corpses."

“…”

"I heard that this Lord of God was also a blessing god during his lifetime. If he had devoted his grace to this world, perhaps what would have happened now would not have happened."

Zhao Ying complained: "In the correct historical time, he has not been born yet."

But Zhang Yu's words made him firm in his mind.

He took out a small pendant carved with wood and handed it to Zhang Yu.

"Put it on. This is a talisman, made by a long-fallen God of Blessings. If you are willing to believe in the gods in the most desperate and angry moments, just use this amulet to call his coming."

"God?"

Zhang Yu sneered.

"Of course, this god no longer exists. He has long fallen in the distant past, and even traces have disappeared in this universe."

"But, as the Lord of Hope, he is a kind living being. He once made a great wish, hoping that believers can have a good ending without illness or disaster under their own choice. He is the God of Blessing, and you are the God of Blessing. If his will can transcend time and space, it may provide you with a little insignificant help."

"And there is such a blessing god? What is his name?"

"He is in the east, and his god is the emperor."

"If possible, just raise this amulet to the east." He brought it to Zhang Yu with him, and the boy watched him go to the battlefield.

call--

Another willfulness.

The boy smiled bitterly in his heart.

Looking at the hands that have been for mortals, can I still bless others and take care of others now?
Chapter completed!