God Simulator Chapter 698

 Chapter 698 There is no skill, it's all about emotion

The pasha spread his wings and flew over the town, lingering before landing on one of the two tallest towers here.

It looked down at the people below without saying a word.

The ground was full of dark people fleeing for cover. They quickly got into bunkers, and the streets became deserted.

got windy.

The sun in the sky became dim and white, the dark clouds gradually buried the light, the wind began to howl, and streaks of thunder shuttled through the clouds.

The flash of lightning struck the pasha's body, illuminating the uniform and powerful scales, the high dragon horns, and the cold and mocking eyes on the dragon's head, making it look like an evil sculpture standing above the city.

 Long silence.

After a thunderous sound, the evil dragon finally opened its mouth full of fangs and made a sound like thunder.

"Today, I stand here! Standing on the highest ground in this country! Standing on a high tower, standing on this land where you used your blood and dignity to finally ascend! The place I stand is where you once were. , you were once the great warriors of every world, and you once represented the glory and pinnacle of the world!"

“But now, kneeling in front of me is a nation groaning in humiliation!”

 “After the ascension is over, the pride of our nation will be gone!”

"This world rides on our necks and tramples on our dignity at will, the dignity of the most noble nation that has spread across thousands of worlds and conquered countless civilizations! Tell me, do you choose to be a warrior like me? , or a slave?!"

"You may say that I need a role, an identity to survive. Yes, you are right, survival is too important. But I want to tell you. This world should not be about survival. There is no need to beg for mercy when you are born with something!”

“This living space is not achieved by begging and numbness, but by iron and blood!”

"We do not fight for slavery! We fight for survival, dignity and future! We are not cattle and horses, not slaves of the Darkborn power, we are warriors and victors who have experienced hundreds of battles! Nothing can make us put away our minions and Swords, except for our own.”

 “If the world needs a dragon, then I will be this dragon!”

"I want you to unite in the name of standing up to me! Fight for a new, just world! We fight for everyone to return to themselves! Fight for our dignity! Fight for our pride! Fight to free this world Fight! Fight for the glory of millions of Dark Descendants! Fight to proudly pass on to all who come: We are the Descendants of Darkness who never surrender!"

The evil dragon looks up to the sky and roars.

“Whether God or the Creator, we will not worship them because of their pure power, but respect and follow them because of their actions!”

 “You all stand up!”

The dark descendants below were all hiding under the eaves and shadows of the houses. Many of them no longer shouted, but fell into some kind of uncontrollable silence. There are also a few dark descendants who no longer cover up, but raise their heads to look up at the evil dragon, watching intently as the young evil dragon makes a declaration.

At this moment, the one-eyed brave man with tentacles and long bone spurs rushed from the roof. It waved its four arms and jumped up to another tall tower next to it.

 “Shut up, evil dragon! Put away your demagoguery!”

“The best evil dragon is a dead dragon! Your existence is a threat to everyone's survival! You are all the problems!”

The brave man bared his teeth and claws, and spread his arms to entangle himself with the evil dragon. The two sides rolled and collided between the towers, fighting all the way from the roof to the streets. In the end, countless tentacles on the brave man pinned the evil dragon to the ground, and the sharp claws pierced the evil dragon's neck!

 With the blood flowing freely, the evil dragon finally stopped moving.

The dark descendants hiding in the streets stayed for a moment, then came back to their senses and gathered around to celebrate.

 “The dragon is dead!”

 “Great, great!”

 “Brave, brave!”

 “The brave saved us!”

 Suddenly everyone heard a new reminder.

  【The End of Death of the Dragon】

 Suddenly everyone shut up and carefully lifted up the evil dragon whose neck was still bleeding.

 “Are you okay, brother Pasha?”

"You are working too hard, and a lot of blood has been shed..."

“Thanks to the fact that the dragon race has rough skin and thick flesh, if it had been replaced by other races with the same kind of body parts, it would have been really fatal.”

 The Brave Bourne was also a little nervous and embarrassed: "I actually refused..."

"fine."

Pasha twisted his neck. The wound there had healed: "I asked for it, so be sure to make sure it is true. Only in this way can you have a sense of immersion in the role. Bourne and I have practiced a lot of fighting scenes. It looks like blood is spattering, but in fact the wound is It's very small and will grow up in no time.”

 Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and they all lamented that they were young people, and they didn't dare to work so hard.

 The dragon and the hero finally finished today's hard work and went to the north lake to take a bath and relax together.

Burn's tentacles swayed and spread out in the water: "Brother Pasha, what you just said..."

 “The character's lines should not be taken seriously.”

"oh."

The pasha simply learned to fit into the role of the dragon.

 Just like the experience taught by [Tramp], when you enter your role and scene, you must devote yourself to it, and the rest will unfold naturally.

 In fact, you don't need to consider many skills, the important thing is all about emotion.

 At least this was true for the Pasha when he transformed into a dragon.

 Pure destruction and destruction appear very strange in such a world, and are incompatible with everything around it.

The requirement of being a dragon is to attack towns and bring evil and chaos.

So the Pasha added some of his own understanding, and it became what it is now.

 Since getting the role of [Evil Dragon], Pasha has experienced many scenes.

The first one was [Dragon Attack], then [Dragon Quest], then [Dragon Conspiracy], [Dragon Wrath]...and now in the seventh year, it is finally [Dragon Death].

 Looks like this character can take a break.

Of course, there is also the possibility of [The Dragon Returns] immediately.

"Brother Pasha, will your character appear and transform next?" Bourne's eyes were full of curiosity.

 “What the hell, don't think too much.”

Pasha narrowed his eyes comfortably.

 It does not take into account what has not happened.

 Suddenly, Bourne's body stiffened, with a look of surprise in his eyes: "Brother, Brother Pasha! I...I was promoted by Lord Dusky Star, and my role changed from [Brave] to [Legendary Hero]!"

 The Pasha grinned and said, "You boy, you really walked in front of me!"

"Hahahaha, thank you for your promotion and teaching, big brother." Although Burne is higher in rank than Pasha, Pasha far surpasses the former in terms of qualifications and knowledge.

 Burne has only stayed in one world. It was a local water monster. It gradually grew under the power of the Dark Sun and eventually became the top warrior of the local Dark descendants. Later, after killing many enemies, Bourne's level increased again, and then he got the induction and was able to ascend through the air.

Compared to Bourne, a dark descendant who lives in a corner, Pasha has too much experience. Whether it is gods, apostles, various races in the void, all kinds of myths and turbulent situations, it can handle them all at its fingertips. Pasha soon convinced Bourne that he recognized this big brother who had a lot to talk about and liked to communicate with each other in hand-to-hand combat.

“However, I have not received a transfer order. It seems that I should stay in this country.”

Burn grinned, still unable to conceal his excitement. Bone spurs popped out one by one on his back, forming a circle of bone claws like wings around him.

Pasha analyzed it: "According to the situation in the world where I live, the next level of a hero is an apostle, and the next level up is a god. This is a very clear promotion standard. Work hard, and you will have a bright future. Maybe you will be like us. The next person in a country can become a god."

Burn nodded, but couldn't help but be curious: "Brother, it stands to reason that my role has been improved. How come you want to rise in status?"

“Don't worry, many characters have no room for improvement for hundreds of years. [Evil Dragon] starts at a very high level and it is difficult to be promoted in a short time.”

The pasha said.

 It thought to itself, I am ready to return, these are not important at all.

 In seven years, Pasha has figured out a lot of information. But it is no longer possible to obtain more secrets.

　　It felt that it was time to draw a curtain call.

 Originally, it decided to die today [Death of the Dragon], but considering that it was afraid of affecting Bourne's future, it finally changed its mind.

  It doesn't matter where you die anyway.

 The Pasha went to visit the [tramp] first.

The snow monster is still sitting on the street corner, still looking dirty and lazy.

"Today's [Death of the Dragon] was really exciting. Brother Pasha, you performed better than many old guys here. The dark descendants all know how to blend into the characters, but they just can't do it, or they can't find it. A feeling.”

The pasha was very careful this time. He did not say anything about a future date, but said: "Thank you for your help."

“What I'm talking about are commonplace, there's no unique secret…oh?”

The snow monster used his black fingers to spread his long hair, and looked at the black dragon in front of him with his hazy eyes: "Brother Pasha, you want to..."

 It made a gesture with hands spread out like wings.

 The Pasha was shocked.

 Can you guess all this?

It quickly denied: "It's just a simple thank you, nothing else."

The snowman nodded, with an enigmatic smile on his face: "I understand."

Then the Pasha went to find Sid again, and he continued to build walls outside the city. The walls were destroyed by monsters again and again, and he rebuilt them again and again. This session seems to go on forever.

 It is said that the ancestors of dragons and giants had a feud.

 But Pasha and Sid were the first to know each other, and their relationship has always been very good.

 In the end, the pasha just watched from a distance for a while.

It is worried that whenever it appears, it may attract speculation, just like the snow monster.

Farewell, everyone.

Pasha stood quietly in a remote forest outside the city, raising his paws.

 Suddenly, a cold voice came from the skull.

  【You have fully understood [Dragon] and exceeded established expectations and standards. 】

  【You have understood the significance of the role and its impact on the order and process of civilization. 】

　　　【You passed the test. 】

　　　【Now I grant you the status of godhead. 】

 The Pasha was shocked.

　　No, I am about to run away. How did I end up like this? !

 Once again it found itself unable to move.

 The Dragon of the Dark Sun is wrapped in white light.

 A moment later, the pasha found that he had possessed godhood, gained divine power and miracles, and his own fire of faith was ignited in his chest.

　　【"Evil Dragon" has been promoted to god. 】

 He has indeed become a god!

 The [tramp] on the street corner grinned: "I knew this was the one Mr. Dusky Star liked... Hehe, I have such a vision."

The snow monster thought to himself.

Everyone has gone through the Ascension Passage through many difficulties and dangers, but Brother Pasha entered directly and got his own exclusive role as the leader as soon as he arrived. That is not an ordinary treatment.

It smoothed the hair hanging down to cover its eyes with its hand: "I hope he will remember to give me a hand in the future..."

 A moment later.

 Suddenly, the sky turned red, and the sky seemed to be burned by some kind of pouring magma, and large black and red holes were burned out in the ceiling. The whole world began to tremble violently, and pale space cracks appeared on the walls, streets, and mid-air.

Facing this scene that seemed like the destruction of the world, the Dark Descendants were a little stunned at first, but it wasn't until one Dark Descendant was swallowed up by the crack that everyone fled in a hurry.

Not a character scene, this is real!

 The real fear is silent, everyone is flying and running around like ants.

The snow monster was stunned and stared at the location of the [Evil Dragon].

The white light rising there shot straight into the sky, and a vague figure appeared high in the sky. The figure had wings, but there was nothing on its neck. It just appeared, and the projection formed by its own power tore through the shackles of the surrounding rules and descended on the sky of this country.

What a terrifying external force!

 The snow monster's eyes suddenly opened wide.

 Wrong! wrong!

 It is the power behind the Pasha!

 It came to me before because it wanted to officially attack here... Their target is Lord Dusky Star!

 The homeless man took a breath.

 (End of this chapter)

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