"591?" Feng Chenglin was a little dumbfounded: "...Is this meant that before you... there were more than 500 gods who looked exactly like you?"

"It seems that there are more than 500, right?" Ling Luoyu interrupted him, "Don't forget that he is not the last divine lord. Behind him, there are countless divine lords lined up with numbers!"

Feng Chenglin looked at the Lord of God, then looked at Ling Luoyu, then looked at Lu Ming, and took two steps back, looking incredible, as if he was dreaming.

"No, don't talk, let me sort it out first," he always felt that things were strange: "So, let's not talk about the ones behind you, for example, you are the last one..."

Frowning, he finally remembered something was wrong.

"If you are like you, I won't say if you look exactly the same. After all, that thing can be used on the face. No one can tell whether it is true or not. I just want to know where you have so many children, where are hundreds of children from?"

The Lord of God was about to speak when Feng Chenglin made a gesture to him and said that he would think about it before he could speak.

"You have to know that children who can become a substitute for God Lord are not ordinary children, and they can't just pick up one in the garbage dump to make up the numbers!"

Not to mention whether you look like it or not, it can be compensated for the day after tomorrow.

But from a basic point of view, at least you must have a certain talent to achieve the cultivation level of the God Lord, right?

If you cannot achieve the cultivation level of the God Lord, isn’t it obvious that you are a fake?

The Lord of God looked at his eyes calmly and calmly: "So I said that I need a lot of children. Among so many children, I have succeeded. Now... do you understand?"

"It seems to understand, but it seems to not understand. In other words, among so many children, you have succeeded and become a substitute for the Lord of God. So what about the other children? Where are they? Why hasn't the news about them been revealed?"

"Fatty!" Ling Luoyu suddenly whispered to him.

"What's wrong?" Feng Chenglin didn't understand yet: "Did I ask what was wrong?"

Ling Luoyu looked at him meaningfully: "For the Lord of God, there is only one!"

"I know, so I asked where the others were..."

Halfway through, Feng Chenglin suddenly stopped his words and finally understood what Ling Luoyu meant. He turned his head incredibly to look at the Lord of God.

"Then, those kids won't, they won't all?"

The Lord of God answered very calmly: "Since ancient times, there is only one result that unsuccessful experimental products have been destroyed!"

"All those kids are dead?"

"Even if you say, you've never seen or heard anything about this, about children, so the best way to deal with it is to let them... leave this world forever!"

"What about so many children, all of them are dead?" Feng Chenglin had already guessed such a result in his heart, but he still couldn't help asking in a trembling voice.

He never thought he was a good person and killed countless people.

But I never attacked a group of children.

"They are all children, they are all innocent people, you..."

"Who told you that they are innocent?" The Lord of God suddenly interrupted his words, smiled coldly, and could not stop mockery in his eyes: "You must know that before becoming Lord of God, we have to go through training and go through many tests to ensure that we can become Lord of God!"
Chapter completed!