"I said, are you confused?! It's fine to be locked here, but your essence has been sucked by this ghost thing. What else do you say about beautiful talk? You are beautiful talk about your sister!" The guardian saint Timo couldn't help but burst into dirty mouth, expressing his respect for the words of this god.

The freedom of all living things is sacred and inviolable! You have no freedom now, so what happiness can you say? Holding your forelimbs, the patron saint Timo sat alone in the corner and became sulky. What I hate the most is these insincere words. He completely disbelief. In such a situation, he could sacrifice himself to benefit others. This is something that could not happen in the patron saint Timo's cognition.

Yang Xuan looked at the god with some embarrassment. When the guardian god Timo attacked just now, he didn't react at all.

"Haha, little guy, you seem to be more angry than me. But for hundreds of millions of years, old man, I have been locked up here. At the beginning, I still feel sad, angry, and feel that all the people and things in the world are sorry for me. But hundreds of millions of years have passed, and I no longer have the energy to think about those things." Fortunately, the god was not angry, but instead explained to the patron saint Timo with a kind look.

"But! How can you watch yourself turning into a stone little by little, and look very happy?! Don't you even feel pain?!" The guardian saint Timo stood up, stretched his neck and roared at the gods.

"Maybe I will do it? But I have long lost the minimum senses now. How can I know what pain is and what it means to be itch?" The god said indifferently, as if he was talking about something irrelevant to itch.

"You!" The guardian saint Timo was angry, but he didn't know how to fight back, so he could only sit down and feel angry alone.

"May I ask, can we do something for you?" Yang Xuan asked the gods after all.

"Little guy. You have a good heart, but you can't help me now." The voice of the god was filled with a pleasant tone. Obviously, Yang Xuan and the patron saint Timo brought him enough joy. "It's been hundreds of millions of years, and I'm tired of it. It's just that the divinity prevents me from returning to the kingdom of the arrival. I can only wait slowly, my father and mother will take us home one day."

"But, at least we can help you get rid of those annoying spears, at least you can feel a little more comfortable." Yang Xuan said after thinking for a long time.

"Little guys, this spear has the blessing of divine power, which is not something that ordinary people can do. I can see that you are all people with great opportunities and must have a kind heart. This is my only request for you." The voice of the gods was filled with desolate smell, which made Yang Xuan and the others couldn't help but feel sad.

"Then can we know who imprisoned you here?" After so long together, and the words of the god just now, Yang Xuan had reason to believe that he was not a bad person.

"This goes back a long time ago. It was a very long story. Are you sure you want to listen to it?" He took a deep breath, as if he was recalling some past.

"Of course." Even Rick, who had not spoken much, spoke.

"I don't know what kind of world is in the God Realm now. But before I was imprisoned, it was the Dharma-Ending Age of the previous God Realm Era. A large number of gods fell, and instead became purgatory-like existences. The gods were unable to take care of themselves and their creatures were devastated. At this time, gods would become demons in order to compete for rare cultivation resources. However, during the great disaster, powerful powers would appear. This is the gift from the priest and the god mother to the creatures in the world." Yang Xuan and the others could even imagine what kind of state it was at that time, whether it was a god, a human, or other existences.

"There are twelve supreme gods in the divine world. They were given different responsibilities, so everything began to be checked and balanced. Under such circumstances, countless years have passed. Although it is still hard, at least order exists." When he said this, the tone of the gods was full of yearning for that era.

"But even gods will fall. Whether they are summoned by the priests and the godmother, or killed by the same clan, they will always return to the arms of the priests and the godmother. So, new gods will take over the position of the Supreme God until we succeed." The god's voice was filled with pain, as if this memory was the past he least wanted to remember. "The twelve Supreme Gods were replaced at the same time, which has never appeared in the history of the god world. At that time, we all thought that the Dharma-Ending Age was about to end and that the world would usher in a new era.

"Thinking will always be better than reality. At the beginning, everything is indeed developing in a good direction. We are very happy about it. But gradually, the Supreme God disappeared into our group, and everyone began to panic, everyone was doubtful, and no one could believe it. We suspicious of each other, gradually forming small groups, and there was constant friction between small groups, and then there was an opportunity to take advantage of it!" The voice began to become sharp, and it was conceivable that when talking about this section, the Supreme God was working hard on himself.

"Finally, there is only me and another god left. We are good brothers who depend on each other for life and death! Kopach and Ricky, but! What kind of shit brothers, everything is a lie! We made an appointment to protect this world together until we return to the arms of the priest and the godmother, but that shameful liar! He deceived me! He brought me here and tried to make me faint. When I woke up, I came here and realized that everyone was killed by Ricky! All!" Angry voices continued to gather from all directions. Yang Xuan, Rick and the patron saint Timo were pushed around like a boat, and it took a long time to return to normal.

"Sorry, every time I think of it, I still can't control my emotions." Kopach's voice was full of apology. Even if hundreds of millions of years have passed, he still cannot escape from this memory. It's like a silent spell. No matter how long it takes, he will feel like a bomb about to explode.

"It's okay, then do you know where Ricky is?" Yang Xuan always disdains the villain, but it does not prevent Yang Xuan from despising him.

"Yes! Where is that bastard?! I want to fight him one-on-one!" The guardian saint Timo looked even more impatient and wanted to fight Ricky to the death.

"I don't know if he is still there. I hope he is gone then, but who knows?" If Kopachi could do something now, he would have shrugged his shoulders and said what he had just said.
Chapter completed!