Chapter 614 What right do you have to be called gods like me?

That year, the bewildered young Ghost Lord had only one thought in his mind:Slaughter everyone in the world and turn them all into ghosts.This wasn't his true nature, but rather a personality influenced by his talent.Of course, the Ghost Lord wanted to kill everyone in the world, turning it into a boundless ghost realm.But later, the Ghost Lord understood.He was too narrow-minded.Because of his talent, he could only see one path.But this world was vast, boundless, and full of diverse beauty.Different women exuded different charms.Different men smoked different cigarettes and drank different brands of liquor.The further he went, the more he saw, the more bewildered the Ghost Lord became.Before, when there was only one path to follow, he couldn't find inner satisfaction; now, with countless paths to follow, his mind was even more chaotic, and he knew nothing more.Seeing mountains as mountains.Seeing mountains as not mountains.Even if they were mountains, I'd still be annoyed; if they weren't, I'd be even more annoyed.What is it that I truly want?How should I live this life to make it worthwhile?Until his journey through the Alliance Realm, he saw many people.It was a vibrant and diverse world.Because this realm had all sorts of people, all races. Walking down the street, there were tall and short, fat and thin, black and white, people with butts and people without.A complete mess.At this moment, the Ghost Lord suddenly thought of a question.How did these people gather together?How did someone who likes to eat meat and someone who likes to eat vegetables become Daoist partners?Why did all the myriad Daos converge here?The answer to this question might unravel the thoughts that have troubled him until now.Why does the Heavenly Realm treat the mortal world like a pasture?Is fortune really that delicious?It's nothing more than power and authority.He possesses both.But what truly gets the blood pumping, the excitement palpable, and even makes me feel that dying at this moment would be worthwhile, is definitely not those two things.What brings all these races together in laughter and joy is not power or strength!Until one day.At that time, Li An hadn't yet arrived in the Alliance Realm.The Ghost Lord, having finished a busy day, encountered a cute little girl on his way home.He had changed his appearance, becoming a handsome man according to popular standards.Even though the girl was young, she couldn't resist the Ghost Lord's disguised beauty."What's wrong, little sister? Why are you squatting here crying all night?""Waaah...""Tell your brother.""Waaah...""Brother's leaving.""No." The little girl pouted, clutching the Ghost Lord's sleeve, her eyes filled with tears, and said pitifully, "I'm lost from my mother."After inquiring, they learned thatthis family had no idea what was about to happen in the Alliance Realm.Ordinary people were completely unaware of the surging undercurrents.They were tourists. The paths within the Alliance Realm were winding and circuitous, and the little girl got lost.Finally, of course, it was the Ghost Lord who sent the Herrscher of Light to search house by house, eventually finding a mother who matched the little girl's description.Then, he led the little girl back to her mother.The kind old mother wept with joy, holding the Ghost Lord's hand in the small entrance of the hotel, expressing her gratitude and praising his good looks. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the Herrscher of Light standing by the door with a stern face and was slightly startled, until the Ghost Lord told the Herrscher of Light to get out of the way, saying he was in her way.The mother cried, saying that she had heard the security in the Alliance Realm was very bad, and she had considered the worst-case scenario. At this moment, the taciturn father stepped forward, took out a bottle of wine treasured in his spatial ring, and said, "Please accept this."The Ghost Lord nodded in response to the mother's voice, raised his hand to accept the wine from the father. A man and a woman, two beings with completely different personalities, were both thanking the Ghost Lord in their own ways.There was one thing they had in common. Sincere emotions.Later, the little girl's mother insisted on getting the Ghost Lord's contact information, saying she would send him some local specialties from her hometown, calling him their benefactor and saying they wanted to repay him properly.Later still, the Ghost Lord learned that the Alliance Realm was unsafe. Luckily, he had the contact information, so he quickly told the little girl's family to leave.They left just in time.Because in a few days, the Underworld Emperor would arrive and absorb this planet.That night.The Ghost Lord's mind replayed the faces of the little girl and her parents, imagining his own emotions after they were absorbed by the Underworld Emperor. Especially when he thought that even if he revealed his identity, standing before the Underworld Emperor would be futile, unable to protect them, his heart ached.Suddenly.A cross-realm text message arrived, from the little girl's mother."Are you still in the Alliance Realm? We saw the news, saying there's a natural disaster there. Yingying keeps asking if you've encountered any danger."The Ghost Lord was in battle when this message arrived and didn't reply for a long time.Yingying sent a voice message: "Big brother, I just went to the Temple of Benevolence to pray. The abbot was a bald old man. After my mom put some money in the donation box, the old man said the Benevolent God had a special connection with you and would definitely protect you.""The name of that Benevolent God was so long and hard to pronounce. I had to say it several times before I got it right. The process was also strange; you had to bow three times, kneel down and kowtow twice, then stand up and pour water in front of the statue, repeating this three times for it to have an effect.""My parents praised me for doing it very well and being sincere, so it must have worked, right?" Late at night, the wounded Ghost Lord soaked in a medicinal bath, listening to the little girl's innocent yet earnest voice. A bittersweet feeling rose in his heart again, and at that moment, he understood the meaning of the existence of gods.If there truly are gods in this world, then they must respond to the wishes of humanity.Faced with such moving emotions, even the most powerful forces pale in comparison.At least in the Ghost Lord's heart, neither gaining the power of the Enlightened One nor the subsequent healing of Tiancan could bring him the same happiness as that night.At that moment, the Ghost Lord knew what kind of god he wanted to be.Power was merely a means, not an end.Unimaginable.For a Ghost King to utter such words on the battlefield of the human realm.Behind Li An.The Ghost Lord gripped the two swords before him and addressed the two Demon Realm leaders."For power and strength, you wantonly destroy the emotions of humanity. What right do you have to be called gods like me?"These words startled the two Demon Realm leaders.Zhuang Yongzhan's eyes narrowed slightly.Something was about to erupt from the Ghost Lord's body!"Suppress him with all your might!" Zhuang Yongzhan said in a deep voice.Not far away, Wuwang Xian's face was beaming with a smile.That's right.To become the strongest demon god, it's definitely not just about possessing some kind of talent or power.The Dao Fruit has two parts!The Dao itself is only one part; more importantly, it's the Dao Heart!Suddenly.The bones of the Demon Lord creaked, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.“In the stories we all know,”“The protagonist with love and justice always defeats the great demon king.”“But I want to write a book like this.”“The great demon king, possessing supreme power, also happens to possess love and justice.”The moment the words fell!The pupils of the two demon realm rulers suddenly contracted.The flesh and blood of the Demon Lord vanished completely, leaving only a skeleton wreathed in divine and demonic power!Colorful divine power and deep black power of ten thousand demons gradually shifted and danced on the skeleton!Suddenly!The skeletal hand exerted force!“Crack crack crack!!!” The two black swords of the Demon Realm God Realm were crushed, riddled with cracks! "What is this?!" Kevin roared in terror.The Ghost Lord's voice was hoarse: "The God of War of White Bones - The Form of the Heavenly Venerable of Ten Thousand Ghosts!"