WTYTIAAN Chapter 234

Chapter 234

However, this god with an extremely poor reputation was indeed the one Yan Yunqing, or rather, the Demon King, was most familiar with, even more so than his old rival, the God of Light.

Because Hoder, before the Demon King even confronted the God of Light, had secretly transformed into a human warrior and infiltrated the Demon King’s team, using the alias Zekabul.

He was even a powerful combat card in the Demon King’s hands, only slightly uncontrollable, easily getting carried away in a fight, causing the team to become disjointed.

Due to being a human, Zekabul became friends with Nolan and Merlin, who were also humans and served the Demon King, although their closeness wasn’t quite as strong as their former trio, their feelings were still good.

At least, it wasn’t until their first clash with the God of Light that Zekabul revealed his identity, defecting from the Demon King’s team in the name of the God of Darkness.

No, saying “revealed” isn’t entirely accurate. It was strange that Barder (the God of Light) appeared in that battle, as if he specifically came to expose Zekabul’s identity.

From then on, Zekabul defected, and the God of Darkness began to target the remaining few of the six upper gods, accelerating the progress of the Divine War, starting with the Goddess of Wisdom, the first and weakest of the six gods, Hoder initiated the slaughter of the gods.

At that time, the Demon King’s power was also growing increasingly vast, so vast that many gods began to fear it and were plotting to launch an attack on the Demon King together.

The Divine War was an internal struggle between gods to steal each other’s divinity. The gods had a common principle: they could kill each other and seize each other’s divinity, but they couldn’t allow non-divine beings to obtain divinity, let alone subvert the rule of the gods.

They could kill each other, but they could also unite against external threats.

It had to be said that the Demon King was indeed under a lot of pressure at that time, and Hoder’s interference happened to alleviate some of the Demon King’s pressure. He didn’t unite with other gods to try to crush the Demon King’s army, but instead attacked indiscriminately, like a pure-blooded killing machine with only slaughter in his mind.

It wasn’t that he had any special treatment for the Demon King; he killed the forces of other gods when he encountered them, and he also killed the Demon King’s army without hesitation.

However, at that time, the Demon King needed to deal with the encirclement and suppression of other gods, so he was exhausted and chose to avoid his edge, so he didn’t encounter Barder many times, and Barder’s indiscriminate madness did allow the Demon King to survive the encirclement and suppression, and even kill many gods in return.

Making the Demon King’s power even stronger.

Barder killed two of the six upper gods and countless lesser gods in one fell swoop. Just as he had chosen his next target, he discovered that the Earth God among the six upper gods had chosen to defect to the Demon King. He then chose the God of War, but was seriously injured in the battle with the God of War and eventually fell at the hands of the God of War.

Yan Yunqing’s feelings towards Barder, or rather Zekabul, were very complicated.

The memory of being a friend was real, but Barder’s deception was also real. The God of Darkness didn’t actually have many believers who would fight for him. Every time he went to challenge other gods, he went alone, yet he did cause a lot of suffering to living beings in the wars.

Slaughter for the sake of slaughter.

Until he heard that Barder had fallen, the Demon King never saw this former friend again, even though the God of Darkness had also confronted the Demon King’s army, but each time the battle ended before the Demon King arrived.

Would the Demon King be sad to hear that his former friend had fallen?

Probably, at least when Yan Yunqing thought that the owner of this dream might be a god, the first one he thought of was Barder.

Or rather, Zekabul.

Yan Yunqing reached out and caught a few snowflakes, still feeling soft and not at all cold, making him feel like it wasn’t that guy.

Regardless of the rumors, one thing was true: Barder was indeed irritable and emotionally unstable, just like he was on the battlefield, like a biting cold wind that scraped the bones, or like a violent volcano that could erupt at any moment, extremely unstable.

If he were the owner of the memory, then this cold wind wouldn’t be so gentle, and the snowflakes wouldn’t be so soft.

Yan Yunqing thought, but he didn’t have many interactions with other gods. The God of Light, his old rival, seemed very fake to him, with a false compassion for all living beings, and he didn’t seem to have such a soft heart.

The remaining gods…

Perhaps, the Goddess of Life? Of course, the Earth God was also possible, as for the Goddess of Wisdom… well, she died too early, he didn’t even exchange a single greeting with her!

Just as Yan Yunqing was thinking hard, the small village suddenly became lively.

First, one person ran out of a house shouting something, then two or three people emerged from other houses, holding various things in their hands and running towards the house where the first person came out. Soon, many people were gathered in front of the house, staring at the heavy snow and constantly peering inside.

Yan Yunqing was curious and took a few steps forward, but he couldn’t hear the voices of these people, as if a silent drama was playing out before his eyes.

Yan Yunqing blinked, feeling very strange. The people in front of him were opening and closing their mouths, but not a sound reached his ears.

However, having experienced it once before in Theodore’s memory, Yan Yunqing didn’t find it strange. He simply assumed that this was not information he could obtain for the time being.

But…

Yan Yunqing’s lips curled up, and he stepped closer to these people. Last time, his perspective was fixed on Theodore, and he could only see Sylvia’s mouth opening and closing. He couldn’t even see Sylvia’s lip movements clearly due to certain perspectives, but it was different now.

He was starting from a third-person perspective and could completely read lips!

Yan Yunqing was full of confidence and stood next to these people, almost touching their faces, but he still couldn’t understand their lip movements.

…Crap, he forgot that languages hadn’t been unified before the Divine War!

Before the Divine War, the Ermann Continent was actually a very closed-off continent. Even many alien races, small countries, and even small tribes had their own languages and writing systems. It wasn’t until after the Divine War, when the Demon King established the Eternal Empire, that the language was unified.

Although Yan Yunqing had loaded the language module, with so many languages, without giving him a range, asking him to read lips was really something he couldn’t do.

He couldn’t understand, he couldn’t understand at all.

Yan Yunqing glanced at the house with the door closed.

Since he couldn’t understand what the people surrounding the door were saying, should he just go inside and take a look? Maybe he could find out what was happening.

Yan Yunqing tried to walk a few steps towards the door, but he ran into trouble when squeezing into the crowd.

He couldn’t seem to squeeze in.

No, it should be said that he seemed to be blocked by an invisible transparent wall, unable to get closer.

Yan Yunqing tried from other directions, but he couldn’t get any closer after reaching a certain distance, only being blocked three meters away from the door.

He felt that if he continued to try, a white flying object would pop up and say to him: Explore the area ahead later!

What? Was this a temporarily restricted area?

Just as Yan Yunqing was thinking this, the closed door was finally opened, and a middle-aged woman with a linen cloth wrapped around her head came out with a happy expression, holding a baby wrapped in bedding, and handed it to the man at the front of the crowd outside.

The man’s hands trembled, but he didn’t directly take the bedding. Instead, with tears in his eyes, he made a prayer-like gesture, probably like a believer praying for the blessing of the gods, kneeling down towards the heavens and the earth.

After the man reverently finished his kneeling, he stood up with a trembling body and carefully lifted a corner of the bedding, revealing the baby’s slightly wrinkled little face inside.

The heavy snow had stopped at some point.

The sun poked its head out from behind the layers of clouds, and warm sunlight shone on every inch of the earth.

At the same time, a loud cry of a baby rang in Yan Yunqing’s ears.

Yan Yunqing suddenly understood that a newborn was about to be born.

Wait?

So this dream was just about a newborn being born? So simple? Yan Yunqing hesitated, but when he looked up, he found that in the ray of light that poured down from the clouds, a figure vaguely appeared, slowly solidifying its form in the dazzling halo.

Yan Yunqing was stunned.

He stared at the figure, which was about the same size as the baby, and the wings vaguely attached to the figure’s back.

Was this… a scene of an angel being born?

Wait, six wings, was this the scene of Theodore’s birth???