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Chapter 150(2/2)

The next moment, the rationality in his eyes gradually faded away, and a look of confusion gradually appeared on his face.

"Is this... a dream?"

Compared with the absolutely calm and rational divine side before, "Zhou Zhao" now has strong human emotions on his face and eyes.

Seeing this scene, Su Leng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Is the other party showing his "human" side?

But what does the other party want to do?

Let the "human" side beg for mercy?

If this is the case, then the wishful thinking is wrong.

Su Leng was about to continue taking action, but at this moment——

"No! This is not a dream!"

Suddenly, the human side of "Zhou Zhao" seemed to judge that everything in front of him was not a dream. His eyes widened in an instant, and the next moment, he suddenly slammed into the stone pillar next to him!

"Bang!"

A huge muffled sound spread throughout the temple.

The stone pillar was instantly soaked in blood.

"Zhou Zhao" was even more bruised and bleeding. He was knocked down by the force of the impact and fell to the ground. Blood gurgled from his head and flowed down his face, dyeing the white Pope's holy robe a bright red.

But he didn't feel the pain at all and laughed crazily.

"Hahahahaha!"

However, after laughing for a while, the expression on his face suddenly changed.

The divine "Zhou Zhao" is online again.

"This is such a big deal!"

The divine "Zhou Zhao" cursed loudly in an instant.

Seeing this, Su Leng understood what happened.

The divine "Zhou Zhao" wants to release the human "Zhou Zhao" to beg for mercy. After all, it is the human "Zhou Zhao" who "summons" them to the high-dimensional world.

But after the "Zhou Zhao" of human nature came out, he immediately hit the pillar with lightning speed and begged for death, not wanting to be controlled by his divine side and continue to do bad things.

After understanding this, Su Leng couldn't help but stand in awe, and immediately put on the golden mask again and said: "It is forbidden to leave the body here!"

In order to fulfill the generous death of the human side "Zhou Zhao", Su Leng specially set up taboo rules to prevent the consciousness of the divine "Zhou Zhao" from leaving the body.

"Fuck you!"

After hearing the taboo rules set by Su Leng, the divine "Zhou Zhao" finally changed his expression. He who should have been absolutely calm and rational suddenly uttered curse words.

Then, he was about to get up and go out of the temple.

But this body is too weak after all. It has not been improved by the fruit, and it is already sixty years old. It hit the stone pillar without sparing any effort. It was good enough that he did not die on the spot, let alone have the physical strength to run outside the temple.

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Just getting up from the sitting position, this movement instantly made the divine "Zhou Zhao" feel dizzy, and he fell back down again.

Immediately afterwards, as more and more blood flowed from his head, his physical strength gradually failed.

The consciousness trapped in the body dares not leave the body, otherwise it will die immediately.

Therefore, he can only sit and wait for death to come.

"Big evil pen!"

When life was about to come to an end, the divine "Zhou Zhao" uttered another curse word, and then no longer dominated, and once again released the human "Zhou Zhao", obviously preparing to let the other party feel the pain of the body's gradual death.

However, the human "Zhou Zhao" who came out again just lay on the ground powerlessly, constantly mumbling apologies to himself: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Many years ago, before he "lost control", he really just wanted to lead the people of this world to a better civilized country, and then under this premise, try to improve himself and find a way to "go home".

Even if corruption problems arise later, he goes to various cities to set up taboos just to try his best to make up for the mistakes he made.

But in the end, everything backfired. What he did didn't seem to make the world a better place, but instead made it worse.

And he couldn't find the way "home" either...

The voice of sorry confession gradually became weaker and smaller.

In this increasingly faint voice of confession, Su Ling's figure also gradually moved away, leaving the temple.

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