Chapter 344 Godhead
Shen Qianluo was rarely silent for a long time, then he suddenly chuckled and raised his hands to gently embrace the other person.
"Well, brother promises you."
"To stay alive" is Shen Qianqiao's hope for his brother, and it is also Shen Qianluo's expectation for the final fate of Shen Qianqiao.
It seems that they were born as the descendants of heaven, and only by living can they fulfill the responsibilities imposed on them and lead all living beings towards dawn. In the future of green pines, flowing water, and bamboos in the scorching sun, they will be honored as a kind of "greatness."
But after a moment of silence, the god lowered his eyes slightly and whispered to the "father" who seemed to have transcended time and space: "However, although I don't want to admit it, only the one created by my father himself is more like him."
When he turned around, everything around him suddenly became illusory and turned into dust under the might of the god like a stream of water. Shen Qianluo raised his hand calmly, and the gleaming bamboo flute, carrying with it the sharp sound of the flute, tore apart all the illusions around him in one fell swoop.
The flickering fire ignited the void and illuminated the stars, like a meteor that attracted worldwide attention, exposing "Father" before our eyes.
"After this performance, is 'Father' enjoying it?"
"Your attitude disappoints me." The next second, the man on the other side sighed very lightly, his dark eyes hidden under the hair that was not straight or straight. "After so many years, you still care about him... This shouldn't be the case. My most proud masterpiece, he is a weakness, but also your..."
Shen Qianluo probably chuckled.
Turning his head slightly, the young man smiled gently and said in a meek voice, "A dying person shouldn't beg for mercy like this. Father, this is the second time I've seen A-Qiao in a dream."
"Although the prophecy I got from the demon god in my dream was also from your instruction, all the temptations and warnings are not as good as what my father said in person... It can make me more angry."
The "father" shook his head and murmured, pretending to be pitiful: "A Luo, when gods grow up, they will go against the will of the creator. I thought that as a god created by Tianli and I, you are powerful, perfect, and the focus of everyone's attention... and you will never resist..."
"I will resist." The boy's smile as gentle as spring breeze faded away. He walked towards his "father" step by step. His words and gestures were casual, but he directly interrupted the other party's speech.
"Not only am I rebelling against the 'laws of heaven', against my father, and against higher beings, I am also rebelling against all of your concepts, against all the predetermined destinies above the nine heavens."
He saw that his "father" had fallen silent, but instead raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had found something interesting. "Father, why do you have to slander A-Qiao like this? He is also a god created by you and Tianli. He is your work, your child."
"Aqiao and I are clearly the same god, with the same status and equal talents. Why has my father never paid attention to him? He even considered him to be my weakness—"
Standing at a close distance, Shen Qianluo looked up at the man. Even with a smile on his face, he was still dissatisfied and angry. "Tell me the reason."
It's like a blast of hair, dissatisfied for a long time, but still maintaining elegance and pride under disguise...
Like a work of art baring its tender claws to its creator.
He finally raised his hand and stroked the boy's cheek, the smile on his lips full of arrogance and pity: "Because, I have already given up on him."
"He is born weak, so it is hard for him to achieve great things. He is different from you, Luo, you..."
In the moment of retreating, he avoided Shen Qianluo's extremely cold expression, including his sudden and ruthless attack.
"Father."
The boy even pressed on step by step, lowering his eyes and quickly glancing around. "Father" frowned slightly. All space was blocked and restricted under the boy's authority. The boy's voice that reached his ears was getting closer and closer.
"Last time, I spared my father's life, but this time... your response still makes me dissatisfied."
"…You should know that what you see in the dream is just my afterimage."
"You know, my father in reality has been sealed in the Red King's Mausoleum by A-Li." Maintaining a faint smile, he almost cornered Him, "But my father really knows how to bully the weak, how can he be a qualified leader?"
"After all, speaking of weaknesses, A-Li was also considered a weakness by father. So, is father happy that the weakness he mentioned was sealed in a low-dimensional world?"
The other person's expression darkened visibly, and it was unknown what humiliating experience he was thinking about.
Shen Qianluo's despicable skills came from him, but in the end he was better than his master.
However, as an elder, He did have a trump card: "So, it was because you, as the elder brother, were born first that you robbed him of all his fighting talents. This truth should satisfy you."
It was obvious that the boy was stunned.
Then the "father" raised his lips in satisfaction again, and his gentle tone was like the teachings of an elder, full of malicious stickiness, "After all, you were born evil... my masterpiece."
"Your aggressive instinct made you unconsciously take away his talent, but he is kind, and his weak humility prompted him to instinctively choose to love you..."
“…Shut up.”
"It turns out that you have never thought about the deeper meaning." The power of the man opposite was invisibly approaching the young man little by little. His majestic status was like an oppression from a superior position, almost completely engulfing him who was momentarily distracted.
"Shen Qianqiao has always been smart. He should have realized by now that the reason why he was abandoned by the gods was because of his most beloved brother..."
"Ajo won't do that!..."
"What will happen? Will you not discover the truth? Or, will you not be disgusted..."
The tit-for-tat confrontation suddenly became quiet.
Shen Qianluo's hair trembled, and the man beside him gently held his hand. The "father" who showed malicious intent was also shocked by the golden dragon eyes that suddenly looked into his eyes and took a step back, his expression becoming gloomy and cold.
"..." The slightly cool fingertips were wrapped in warmth. Shen Qianluo, whose hand was held by Zhongli, raised his head and felt a warm palm covering his head.
"It's time to leave. Staying in the dream for too long will eventually hurt your soul. His authority is restricted by Buyer, and his body was sealed by me. Right now, only verbal confrontation can shake your faith, so don't worry too much."
“But…” Warmth slid along the ends of his hair. Shen Qianluo paused for a second, then looked at Zhongli for a while, then picked up his murderous intent again, staring at his "father" who dared to be angry but a little afraid to speak for a second.
"Okay, he who can only talk nonsense and deceive people is not worthy of being my father. Let's kill him now."
"Father":?
"I have observed Him for a long time, and now I have some guesses." Interlocking his fingers with the young man, Zhongli's strength was gentle, but his gesture was powerful and full of comfort. "Qianluo, as the "father" of a god, do you think his divinity is complete?"
"…godhead?"
"Yes, He has always been calculating, sinister, and calculating. In the confrontation just now, He even revealed many secrets in order to make you angry. He was complacent about your misbehavior and even became arrogant again. These signs do not seem like the characteristics that a god with a complete godhood should have."
"In other words, His Godhead must be imperfect."