Chapter 147 Nuwa Finally Experienced the Pain of Helplessness
Staring for ten thousand years? I have no problem, but if that's the case.
He would have disappeared long ago in the Conferred God.
"Three emperors of the human race, you, you guys, do you really want to fight to the death?"
Human Emperor Fuxi also said:
"That's right, fight to the death, the Human King has ordered that the three emperors of the human race stare at the Eastern Saint for ten thousand years, even if they have to sacrifice their lives to complete the task, if you don't believe it, then just wait."
Fuck you——.
Puff——.
Yuanshi Tianzun, Taiqing Saint, and Nuwa vomited blood at the same time.
"You, you guys are bullying the Saint too much——."
The sad voice resounded throughout the prehistoric world.
Jieyin Zhunti hesitated again.
"Brother, do we have to do this?"
To be honest, they were really confused.
After a while, Jieyin said:
"I can't afford to offend you, I can't afford to offend you."
The three emperors of the human race stared at the Saint for ten thousand years, which was nothing to the Saint, but just a snap of the fingers.
But for the Conferred God Tribulation, ten thousand years was enough to wipe out everything.
Jie Yin Zhunti sat back.
After seeing this scene, all the saints in the heavens knew that Jie Yin Zhunti had no hope.
"Haha, hahaha, good, very good."
Nuwa cried, and finally realized what despair was.
At this point, calling to the heavens and the earth is useless.
Only the voices of the three emperors of the human race came happily:
"Nuwa, how do you feel? Finally realized what despair is? No one to turn to, no way to kowtow, the saints watched coldly, you finally realized the despair of the human race being slaughtered and exterminated during the Lich Age."
Every word was heart-wrenching.
It was as if it pierced deep into Nuwa's heart.
At this moment, Nuwa remembered the scene of the two tribes of witches and liches slaughtering the human race during the Lich Age.
Watching the endless human race being killed, watching the endless human race kneeling and kowtow to the sky.
Watching the endless human race praying for the saints to help.
But these saints just watched coldly and did nothing.
As the ancestor of mankind, she allowed the demons to slaughter the human race without caring.
The master Tongtian, who wanted to help, was restricted and could only watch.
Unexpectedly, all this happened to her.
Helpless, helpless, no way
Nuwa finally regretted it at this moment.
If she had rescued them regardless of everything, even if it was just for the sake of face.
She would not have ended up like this today.
Although all grievances ended with the end of the catastrophe.
But the cause and effect are still there.
"Haha, good, King of Man, you killed well, hahaha."
Nuwa went crazy, with her hair disheveled.
Blood and tears flowed from her eyes, and her three thousand black hair turned white.
Heartache, uncontrollable pain broke out.
At this moment, she finally understood the helpless situation of the human race.
But even so, the human race still did not abandon him, the Holy Mother.
Instead, he, the Holy Mother, took the initiative to act like a demon.
Knowing that King Zhou was deceived, she humiliated him.
But for the sake of the so-called saint's face, he sent the nine-tailed fox to the lower world to cholera the fortune of the Shang Dynasty.
Resulting in the death of countless people in the Shang Dynasty.
Ridiculous, pathetic.
So what if King Zhou humiliated him? So what if he wanted to kill him? Wouldn't it be better to kill King Zhou alone?
Why did he provoke such a terrible war?
Even if he took a step back, it was just King Zhou who was bewitched. Can't he be more generous?
"Ah——, ah——."
Nuwa's heart-wrenching roar.
It echoed throughout the prehistoric world.
The saints in the heavens were also terrified after seeing this scene.
"What happened to Junior Sister Nuwa?"
"No, Junior Sister Nuwa was possessed by the inner demon?"
"No, this is a dead heart."
What?
The saints were horrified.
The Taiqing Saint was ashamed.
Yuanshi Tianzun was also angry.
At the critical moment, you are dead in your heart, what on earth are you going to do?
Jieyin Zhunti was also ashamed, and kept clasping his hands together and chanting sutras.
As if nothing had happened.
Hongjun of Zixiao Palace also shook his head after seeing this scene.
Nuwa's defense was broken.
Watching the endless demons of the prehistoric world being slaughtered, Nuwa could not accept this reality.
Seeing that none of the saints in the heavens came to rescue.
Nuwa's heart died.
There is no greater sorrow than the death of the heart.
Three thousand white hairs floated in the chaos.
A pair of bloody tears fell.
The pain in her heart broke out to the extreme at this moment.
"Saint Nuwa, save me——."
"I don't want to die——."
"Don't kill me, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, ah——."
The sound of the endless demons being slaughtered came to her ears.
Every sound was a slap to Nuwa.
Finally, Nuwa could not accept it.
Rumble.
Only to see the terrifying energy bursting out from Nuwa's body.
All the saints in the heavens looked here.
"Nuwa, what are you doing."
Jie Yin Zhunti was even more frightened.
"Brother, why do I feel a little uneasy? It's like something is leaving."
"Brother, I feel it too."
Nuwa slowly raised her head.
Originally, she was covered in golden light, but now it turned pale.
Three thousand white hairs reached her waist, and her eyes were bloodshot.
She took a step forward slowly.
Tianhuang Suiren immediately stood in front of her.
"Nuwa, you can't go anywhere. The harm and hatred of the demon race to the human race cannot be measured. This is the beginning of revenge."
The terrifying aura was released, and the voice of Emperor Suiren resounded through the chaos and the prehistoric world:
"The King of Man has ordered that the prehistoric demon race be exterminated, their roots cut off, and their race be destroyed. Even if you are a great sage, I will not let you go and will kill you."
After the words fell, Suiren stared at Nuwa.
Nuwa only laughed:
"Really? You want to exterminate the prehistoric demon race? Is it possible?"
Looking at the prehistoric land, Nuwa's momentum slowly rose.
Then the voice also slowly broke out.
"During the Conferred God Calamity, the demon race suffered, the King of Man issued an order to exterminate the demon race, exterminated the prehistoric demon race, the saints of the heavens watched coldly, and the Taoist Hongjun pretended to be deaf and dumb. No one saved the demon race, and the demon race had to save themselves."
Boom.
Nuwa's momentum broke out.
I remembered how the King of Man turned the tables, and how the King of Man fought alone.
At this moment, Nuwa learned a lesson, and Nuwa broke out.
The Human King, a mere mortal, can reverse the situation.
Why can't I, a saint, do the same?
Is this saint no match for a mortal?
The voice resounded throughout the wilderness, and countless creatures looked up after hearing this.
The Human King smiled coldly.
"Nuwa, I wonder what other tricks you have."
The Great Saint of Taiqing was stunned.
Yuanshi Tianzun was angry.
Jieyin Zhunti was terrified.
Hongjun of Zixiao Palace, however, watched quietly.
He only saw Nuwa slowly take out the demon-summoning banner.
"If the saints don't save the demon race, only the demon race can save itself."
He took a deep breath, and the saint's pressure burst out:
"I, Nuwa, the great saint of the demon race, am willing to take up the responsibility of saving the demon race today."
He only saw Nuwa slowly raise the demon-summoning banner, and the terrifying holy power was instantly activated.
Weng——.
The light penetrated the chaos and illuminated the entire wilderness.
The voice resounded throughout the prehistoric world:
"Prehistoric demons, listen to my orders, ancient demons, listen to my orders, I, the great saint of the demons, Nuwa, will activate the demon-summoning banner today and order you to return to the prehistoric world and carve out a bloody path for the demons, at all costs--."
Boom boom.
The sky and earth changed color.