Now Zhang Yong, who is the ontology, wakes up from the closure of memory.

Feel the gods worshipped by the world for many years, the loneliness that is extremely cold at the middle and high places, and feel all the state of mind about God.

Zhang Yong smiled with satisfaction.

The harvest in this world made him very satisfied, and all his expectations had met the requirements.

"From today on, you will continue to be a god in this world."

Zhang Yong fell from Shishi Yangyi's body. Looking at the projection body with a slightly unsightly look, he smiled, "I'm sorry as the original body, but from now on, you can also enjoy all this power."

"Power is not important to me." Shiraishi Yang shrugged helplessly, "Forget it, as a projection, everything must serve the ontology."

"So, goodbye, or, never see you again."

Bai Shiyang shook his hand at Zhang Yong angrily, as if he was driving him away.

Of course, Zhang Yong would not have the same knowledge as him.

After a long laugh, he disappeared into this world.
Chapter completed!