Chapter 136 Secrets and Internal Conflict

"Holy Lord, you've gone too far."

A dull voice came from the sky outside the light curtain.

As if the sun had fallen into the ground, a ball of scorching sun slammed into the light curtain created by the Lord of Holy Light.

Realizing that the light curtain could not be shaken, the figure stopped moving.

Standing outside the light curtain, many game lords could see his appearance clearly.

It was a figure wearing a majestic robe, the robe was mainly red, the texture was soft and smooth, like a flame under the sun, giving people a warm and hot feeling.

"Sun God."

The Lord of Holy Light gently read out the other party's name.

"And, Goddess of the Moon."

A cold silver light emerged from the side of the Sun God.

Goddess of the Moon gently raised her head, as if to express her attitude.

"You are on the side of our enemies."

Goddess of the Moon seemed unable to understand what the Lord of Holy Light was doing.

At this moment, many lords on the ground did not rush to start fighting, but looked up at the sky.

As a second-level world, the battle between gods is just a background for most lords.

It was a battle that did not belong to them at all.

Although the victory or defeat of gods would have an impact on themselves, for lords like them who participated in the war game, such things were beyond their control.

After a pause, the goddess of the moon continued to speak.

"Why?"

"Because we are all sinners." The Lord of Holy Light replied.

"Enough!"

The Sun God was obviously a hot-tempered person.

"We are not here to listen to your tricks to deceive believers!"

"Puff——"

The Lord of Holy Light suddenly laughed out loud.

"Puff hahahaha!"

"What are you laughing at?" The Sun God frowned slightly.

After laughing for a long time, the Lord of Holy Light stopped laughing.

A pressure instantly enveloped the Sun God.

"I laugh at you for actually forgetting everything that happened ten thousand years ago."

"All the gods are dead, how can we survive!"

"Is it because we are the strongest?"

Listening to the question from the Lord of Holy Light, the Sun God fell into a daze.

Are they the strongest?

Of course not!

Then how did they survive the catastrophe in ancient times?

The Sun God suddenly covered his head. It seemed that his memory had been damaged by sleeping for too long.

He forgot a piece of information, a very critical one.

"Let me help you recall it." The Lord of Holy Light suddenly said.

"Because among all the gods, we are the real sinners!"

The Lord of Holy Light pointed a finger at the Sun God.

"I saw with my own eyes that you backstabbed the God of Lava, attacked and killed the God of Fire, deceived the God of Kitchen, and destroyed several large and small gods with your own hands."

"At that time, they were my enemies." The Sun God said.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with this. If it was 10,000 years ago, the number of gods was like the stars in the sky. When would there not be a few so-called gods who died?

"Of course it's your enemy."

The Lord of Holy Light did not refute, but turned his head to look at the Goddess of Bright Moon.

"Lord of Frozen Earth, Goddess of Cold Trees, Goddess of Night Crows, you have killed many gods, and many of them are even on good terms with you."

The Goddess of Bright Moon frowned slightly, "Just as the Sun God said..."

"You haven't remembered it yet?"

The Lord of Holy Light looked at the Goddess of Bright Moon with some disappointment.

"Do you have to say it so bluntly?"

"On the day of the Twilight of the Gods, you stabbed your own camp in the back and threw yourself into the arms of the enemy."

"Yes, it's the one you hate the most now."

"Have you all forgotten?"

"Shut up!"

The Sun God interrupted the Lord of Holy Light.

He was covering his head at this moment, as if he didn't want to recall the past.

It was He who chose to forget those memories in ten thousand years, just to gamble on a possibility, a possibility of killing that existence.

Ten thousand years, they are not the only ones who are weak.

Thinking of a certain existence, the face of the Sun God's body has become a little more gloomy, and even the eyes looking at the Lord of Holy Light are stained with hatred.

"Holy Lord, your ability to deceive people with lies is even more than tricks."

"Today, I will not let you go!"

After the Sun God was furious, a mixture of light yellow and light red flashed in the sky from time to time.

The internal strife between the righteous gods came faster than expected.

On the ground, the lords of the Sun God's side also moved.

It has nothing to do with the Sun God, but they received an order from another son of the saint in the game of the saint.

"Get rid of the Holy Light God System and take the unused source VI Beauty from Ai Xier's hands."

The other party does not care how much power the saint will lose.

After all, it was only a second-level battlefield. Even if all of them were lost, it would not shake the saints' position in the upper battlefield.

In comparison, being able to reasonably obtain the source from Aixier's hands was even more significant to the Son of God.

After all, now they were enemies in a total war. Is there a more suitable opportunity than this?

"The disadvantages of promoting the Son of God from the bottom."

Aixier looked at the advancing front of the Sun God System with a cold gaze.

The choice made by the other party made her very disappointed.

Obviously, the three people who entered this game were promoted to the management level by the Saints to make up for the loss of the emerging forces.

As a result, there was nothing in common between the three.

Apart from himself, one of them loved beauty, and the other was not ambitious and only wanted to take things out of his own hands.

Working with such people made Aixier feel sick from the bottom of his heart.

"Wen Ze, use up the source essence."

Hearing Aixier's words, Wen Ze's face was stunned, but soon nodded and opened the box that kept the beautiful source essence.

Aixier looked in another direction.

If nothing unexpected happens, as long as Gao Qiang also agrees to join the Saints.

In this war game, the number of saints is just right.

Of course, the premise is that they can survive.

A war contribution list of the camps has appeared in front of Aixier.

On the side of reviving the Holy Power, Gao Qiang is far ahead with 300,000 contributions.

Aixier, who has been in this war game for a long time, has only a little over 100,000 contributions.

As for the other lords on the list, there were even fewer of them.

Suddenly, the contribution of many people on the list began to gradually increase.

Aishil looked towards the front line.

The Sun Knights had already collided with the troops commanded by Wen Ze.

Due to the tacit cooperation of the Five Elements God System's multiple arms, the Sun God System did not gain any advantage in the first round of collision.

However, the sound of the collapse of the heavy objects behind him hit Aishil's heart heavily.

Turning his head to look.

The wall facing the foreign race collapsed, just like the Five Elements God System at that time.

There are new gods coming down and participating in this war against the Holy Light God System.

Can they win?

Or how long can they hold on?