HCB Chapter 4767
Chapter 4767
Even the Darkmoon race, a race created by Samael, was able to betray him.
Samael's character is evident; he really can't be trusted easily.
Samael didn't seem to be in a hurry. He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze piercing through the void as he watched Zhang Yi with a smile.
You don't need to answer me right away.
"But you must understand that the truth of this world is not what you imagine it to be."
"Creator Kagago..."
"He is not the god you praise, but merely a cold experimenter. He created the world only to leave behind a giant petri dish!"
"And we..."
His gaze suddenly turned cold, and the black flames roared outwards, as if they were about to burn down the entire space.
"It's just a germ that was dropped into a petri dish."
"You devour each other and fight each other, all for the sake of consuming more nutrients and surviving longer."
This is the essence of this world!
His voice boomed and echoed, like a world-destroying bell, enveloping everyone's hearts.
"Therefore, stop hoping for peace and stop fantasizing about salvation. Only by devouring others and destroying enemies can we survive!"
"Zhang Yi, choose! Will you continue to struggle to your last breath as an insignificant germ? Or will you join me and become the master of the entire petri dish?"
The air froze, and the expressions of the twelve silver goddesses all changed. Intense silver light and black flames collided constantly, and the whole world seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
Zhang Yi stood in the center, his eyes deep and unfathomable, his heart churning with turbulent emotions, yet he remained silent.
He didn't answer.
But behind him, Ling's human form flickered slightly, as if that light was protecting his will and preventing him from falling.
Zhang Yi listened quietly to Samael's words, which were full of temptation and oppression. His eyes darkened slightly, and he suddenly spoke, his voice clear and firm.
“Samael, you said we are germs in a petri dish, weak, helpless, and pitiful, only able to be controlled by others for life and death.”
"But you've forgotten that although germs are tiny, they can still take a person's life!"
"Even if the Creator is powerful, he may not be able to control us forever. One day, I will find my own way out and escape his control!"
He smiled and met Samael's gaze: "Isn't this exactly what you're doing?"
This one sentence seemed to ignite the entire silent crystal world.
Within the black flames, Samael's figure suddenly trembled, then erupted into a thunderous burst of maniacal laughter.
"Ha ha ha ha--!"
His laughter echoed loudly, as if it could shatter the heavens and the earth.
"Interesting! Very interesting! Zhang Yi, you are indeed extraordinary!"
"You humans are truly products created by the Creator using our Drucker genes. Despite your weakness, you possess a rebellious and unyielding spirit deep within your bones!"
"This kind of rebellion...it really excites me! Hahaha!"
Black flames rolled, and Samael's figure grew taller and taller in the flames, as if he were about to tear apart the entire underground world.
He suddenly raised a finger and tapped Zhang Yi's forehead.
His actions contained no murderous intent. After all, he was merely a mental construct at this moment and could not bring himself to kill Zhang Yi in front of the Twelve Silver Thrones and Ling.
Or rather, he didn't need to do that.
To him now, Zhang Yi was indeed just a slightly stronger insect.
At that moment, Zhang Yi froze, and countless abyss-like images suddenly flashed before his eyes—
As the galaxy collapsed and matter was annihilated, billions of living beings turned into dust, and in the endless void, the will of darkness roared in like a torrent.
He saw boundless flames, flowing angrily across the entire planet!
Volcanoes erupted one after another, and blazing flames and lava engulfed the entire planet, burning everything in their path!
Millions of years ago, an apocalyptic catastrophe struck—a volcanic eruption. Is all of this related to Samael before us?