Chapter 319 Silent Demise

[In the 263rd year of the New Heaven, after more than a hundred years of a long war of attrition, you finally defeated all the true gods in Heaven and completely pulled out the biggest nail in this plan! ]

[Then, you awakened the gods in heaven in the form of an "alarm clock", and more than a thousand true gods who were eager to surrender were wiped out in one day! ]

[But what is beyond your expectation is that none of these powerful people standing at the top of the world are the masters of dreams...]

[In your trepidation, you set your sights on your closest disciple, hoping that this mysterious monkey would bring you a surprise... But the final result left you confused and puzzled. Even the "alarm clock" couldn't wake it up, and you had no way of telling whether it was the master or not. ]

[So after struggling for a long time, you can only place your last hope on the people under your command. Whether they are civilians or monks, they are all within your scope of suspicion! ]

[You were thus forced to make a decision that went against your nature, and to use the Blood Godson to force your way through this uncertain road.]

[After making up your mind, you used the Blood God Son to control the gods under your command, and then gradually began your experiment...]

Shogun Castle.

On this day, millions of people in the city received a message at the same time:
"Tonight, the Holy Lord will preach to the people of the city through their dreams!"

When the news came out, people couldn't help but be surprised!

"The Holy Lord actually wants to preach for us!"

"The last time the Holy Lord preached was more than a hundred years ago, and my grandfather had never heard of it!"

"It's a once-in-a-century opportunity! No matter what the Holy Lord wants to say, you must seize the opportunity to listen to it, otherwise the next time you hear it, I'm afraid it will be my grandchildren's generation before they can hear it again!"

"Hey! My father and my grandfather never had the chance to hear about it, but I didn't expect that I would have the chance... Tomorrow, I will go and burn some incense for them to show off this glorious achievement..."

"..."

Li Ziliang walked around the street for a long time, and all he heard was the discussion about "the Holy Lord's evening sermon". His numb face was filled with sadness again:
Lin Liu returned to the human world to preach, which naturally meant that he won the battle in Heaven. Moreover, this cruel and ruthless guy also killed all the officials in Heaven on the grounds of "treason"!
Apart from the Emperor of Heaven whose life and death are uncertain, the once prosperous Heaven is now left with only himself...

Li Ziliang returned home silently, and at a glance he saw his great-grandson who was very excited.

"Hey! Okay! I got it!"

The young man also looked at his great-grandfather... When his great-grandfather came back, he couldn't help but share his joy with him:

"Lao Deng! I passed the interview! They said I can report tomorrow, and I will have a job in the future!"

Li Ziliang looked at this descendant of his bloodline numbly. Although he didn't want to speak, he still managed to congratulate him:
"That's a good thing. You should work peacefully in the future. It won't be considered as a disgrace to the Dashun royal family..."

Being praised by the old man, the young man's mouth became more crooked...

"Oh, Lao Deng, His Majesty the Holy Lord will give a sermon to the whole city in a dream tonight. Do you want to go?"

The young man suddenly thought of something and asked him curiously.

"I?"

Li Ziliang shook his head:

"I am neither a commoner nor a follower of Lin Liu, so I am not worthy of listening..."

Of course, having said that, he actually looked down on the sermon!

We are all true gods, the only difference is whether we have believers or not. What can Lin Liu tell everyone?

How did he deceive the common people? His ridiculous doctrine?

Obviously, he had nothing of value to say. At best, he just wanted to take the opportunity to give a victory speech and accept the praise of the people while showing off his victory. Anyway, he just liked everyone to call him "loyal"...

Why would I join in the fun at this kind of internal carnival party for believers?
Li Ziliang would not go there for both emotional and logical reasons.

"What a shame... I wanted to bring you along to listen."

The young man sighed helplessly. Although he kept calling him "Lao Deng", he was his ancestor after all, so he would naturally want to take him along if there was something good going on...

The grandparents and grandchildren, separated by who knows how many generations, chatted like this, and when night fell, the young man went to bed in excitement.

"Lao Deng! Wait until tomorrow and I will tell you about the Holy Lord's teachings!"

This kid!
He kept calling him Lao Deng, and Li Ziliang gritted his teeth: Unfilial! Really unfilial!
Isn't "filial piety" one of Lin Liu's teachings? How come he raised such unfilial descendants?

But Li Ziliang didn't say anything in the end. Looking at his descendant who was slowly falling asleep, he just sighed quietly, with some kindness in his eyes. He reached out to cover the descendant with a blanket to prevent him from catching a cold...

Only at this time, Taibai Star Lord, who regards the human world as ants, will reveal his former emotions as a mortal.

"It's my blood after all..."

Li Ziliang sighed and sat alone by the window, looking at the two old copper oil lamps on the table that had been passed down for five or six hundred years. He couldn't help but recall the past:
It was a chaotic time when human life was worth less than grass. The imperial court oppressed the people and evil ways harmed all living things. My family of more than ten people, except for myself who was running errands at the post station at the time, all starved to death in a famine.

To put it bluntly, that was the time when he was most desperate. He even cursed the gods for not caring about the creatures on earth!
Perhaps because he cursed too badly, the gods punished him, and he was kicked again in despair:
The post station was going to lay off employees, and it just happened to be me...

He was forced to join the rebel army of an evil organization, not for the sake of a title and a son, but just to make a living. It was this choice that changed his fate in an unimaginable way:

Because of his bravery in fighting against the imperial army, he was quickly promoted from a small soldier to a centurion!

But the good times did not last long. The government troops suddenly launched a massive suppression campaign, and in one wave they directly defeated the evil rebel army he was in, and even beheaded the rebel leader who was also a "god". He was so scared that he could only hide in the pile of corpses and survive.

But he was also lucky, not only did he not die, but he also accidentally picked up a martial arts technique left behind by the "God" after the war. The most important thing was that he could actually practice it!

Thus, the destiny of the times fell upon him...

Next, like a man of destiny who was blessed with good fortune, he not only relied on divine power to rebuild the team, but also because he knew how to learn from lessons, the military discipline of the new team was much better than before.

With this team that had both combat effectiveness and military discipline, he defeated local militia and the imperial army step by step, winning the hearts of countless people. The people's hearts in turn brought him support, which enabled him, a self-taught man who had just changed his career, to grow rapidly and become stronger.

Finally, he wiped out all the fellow rebel forces in the expectation of the people, conquered the capital in one fell swoop, and won the championship of the chicken-eating contest!
That year, he put on the yellow robe and ascended the throne amid the cheers of his subjects, and founded the "Dashun" country!
This was also the year when he was most ambitious. He ascended the throne from a poor family, so he was extremely confident and even declared: "I am a commoner and a postman. What can the world do to me?"

After becoming emperor, in order to realize his wish of world peace, he went against the ancient practice of emperors and decided to devote all his efforts to benefiting the world. Thus, he ruled the world with the power of true God for 120 years, creating the longest prosperous era ever seen in ancient times!

But it was during these 120 years that his ambitions were gradually worn away, and he went from being content with his job to being passive and inactive...

Not until he could no longer bear it did he accept the Emperor's edict amid the mocking smile of the previous dynasty's Taizu.

Before leaving, he looked at the peaceful and prosperous world he had created and sighed with satisfaction and regret:

A prosperous era is naturally beautiful, but without him, the world will sooner or later follow the old path of the previous dynasty and eventually be overthrown by the next dynasty.

So in order to do his best and leave the rest to fate, he left to future generations two copper oil lamps made by the means of true God, hoping to continue the country's fortune as long as possible.

Now, the two bronze lamps were back in front of him, but five hundred years had passed since then...

"Ugh……"

The old man sighed:

In the blink of an eye, five hundred years passed.

The Dashun dynasty fell, its successors abdicated, and even the world changed completely.

Farming no longer requires cattle or people, ships no longer need sails, and flying in the sky is no longer just birds, but also iron birds that can carry people...

The changes in the world made this five or six hundred year old Zongzi feel extremely unfamiliar and even at a loss:

Those who cannot find a sense of existence in the new era are not only the common people who were born in the late Shun Dynasty and grew up in the shogunate era? Even an old man like him cannot find a sense of existence!

The world has changed more dramatically than in any previous dynasty. The tide of the times is surging. After destroying the great order of the human world, it also destroyed the four continents and even the heaven...

He couldn't understand this new era. Ancient people were still ancient people after all.

But no matter how confused he was, he could be sure of one thing:
These changes are all good for now!

Because people's lives are becoming more and more prosperous and secure, Lin Liu, this monster that defies heaven, has completely ended the cycle of changing dynasties. As long as he always governs the world as a true god, the New Heaven will not perish.

Therefore, there will never be another desperate person like Li Ziliang in the world whose entire family was starved to death!

Just based on this point, Li Ziliang has already approved of Lin Liu's various behaviors...

"The future will be better."

With his last sigh, Li Ziliang, the founder of the Dashun Dynasty, ended his night of reminiscing about the past, and buried the sorrow and past events of five hundred years ago in his heart again, cherishing them well:
The man is gone, the heaven is shattered, and except him, no one in the world remembers what happened.

He is the last gravekeeper of the old times...

Li Ziliang gently blew out the copper lamp, looked up and saw that the sky was already bright.

"It's getting late. We should wake this kid up. Otherwise, he will be late for his first day of work. What will happen then..."

Li Ziliang smiled slightly, turned his head and looked at the bed. Just as he was about to call the impolite "Chong Chong Chong Chong"... his great-grandson got up to wash up, but suddenly his pupils shrank and his whole body stiffened, as if he had seen something unbelievable:
The many grandchildren lying on the bed had lost their lives at some point!

No...it's not just him!

Li Ziliang's body shook violently, and following his divine sense, he quickly left the room and ascended into the sky.

He looked down in disbelief:

No life at all.

This world's largest city, home to millions of people, was left with only a deathly silence...

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(End of this chapter)