After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 61
The black-haired deity always paid great attention to his divine image.
No matter what was on his mind, he always appeared calm and composed.
He had a clear and definite direction for himself. When it came to his followers, he protected them. When it came to the alliance, he was ruthless.
Even though he felt he was still learning how to be a qualified deity, there was no denying that in this short period, he had become the backbone of the demon clan.
In the eyes of others, he seemed to have little emotional fluctuation.
But at this moment, Xinghui was slightly bent over, his knuckles protruding from the force, his pale fingertips tightly gripping Yuejian’s clothes, pulling the now dim-haired and dim-eyed Yuejian up and bringing him in front of himself.
His slender waist was wrapped in somewhat luxurious fabric, his black hair blowing wildly in the wind, and that fair face remained unbelievably beautiful even under such a messy hairstyle. His black eyes, like ink drops on a white paper, shone with the divine fragments surrounding him, the light falling on his profile, making him appear even more gorgeous and dangerous.
Yuejian’s body was already trembling.
After Xinghui noticed something odd about him, all his attention was on Yuejian. Without the previous cold indifference, Yuejian trembled even more. But the shocked gazes around them and the flashes of his face on the screen overhead—the disappearance of his brilliant golden hair and eyes, replaced by a dark gray-brown—caused him to collapse completely, reaching out wildly to grab the divine fragments surrounding Xinghui.
“No, it’s not—it’s not me—give it back, that’s my thing, give it back! Give it back!”
The moment Yuejian touched him, Xinghui threw him to the ground again.
The divine fragments, having absorbed the largest fragment that appeared from Yuejian’s body, grew several times in size. Just as Yuejian tried to grab it, the fragments unleashed a furious attack on him.
“Fake! Bad guy! Beat him to death!”
After their attack, they pitifully returned to snuggle into Xinghui’s arms.
They not only wanted Xinghui to hold them but wanted him to use both hands!
Yuejian was beyond disheveled at this point. He stared tightly at Xinghui, not forgetting to glance at the Abyss.
He had gained so many benefits from the Abyss that he had become somewhat conceited over the past five years.
“I had been wondering for a while. Everyone, including myself, always spoke of mental power, but in your words, it was always plant-based abilities.”
Xinghui’s voice was cold as he held the snuggling divine fragments.
“A few years ago, my mental power was almost zero, so I couldn’t be sure if what you called abilities were really your power. But now, it seems your so-called plant-based abilities are just a seed-like thing in your body, which is somewhat similar to mental power but fundamentally different in system?”
As Xinghui’s voice fell word by word, Yuejian couldn’t help but shiver with each word, his eyes widening in panic.
“Whether it’s the Storm or the Abyss, the birth of a deity is related to time and space, and to faith. It was an accident at the time of birth? The reason your so-called plant-based abilities can cure genetic diseases is entirely due to the power of the divine fragments, isn’t it? That’s why your power hasn’t grown at all over the past five years, because your so-called abilities can’t grow based on faith.”
Xinghui gazed at the tiny seed within Yuejian’s body.
No wonder he always felt something was off.
Clearly, Yuejian had the faith of the entire alliance, but from his birth to now, he hadn’t made any progress, standing still from beginning to end.
“So—”
Yuanyuan, not expecting this turn of events, tugged his lips into a mocking smile, casting a malicious glance at the others in the alliance.
“The deity’s power being damaged is false. His need for divine fragments is false. Even his identity as a deity is false.”
Yet the alliance abandoned the real deity and elevated this false god, even defending him until the moment he truly fell from grace, arguing he had protected the alliance for five years.
“What a splendid five years. If not for these five wasted years, perhaps the various lower star systems wouldn’t be in such a dire state?”
In the pale and dazed expressions of others, Yuanyuan spoke leisurely.
The demon clan truly had to thank these people, who were played by Yuejian, for sending them the grand gift of Xinghui.
“No, it’s not true! I represent hope. I was born a deity! I have that power. You were the ones who elevated me—”
Yuejian clutched his gray-brown hair, unable to accept this outcome. He looked hopefully toward the Abyss.
“Mother, mother, I was born from your embrace. Mother, save me. I am your favorite child—”
The once high and mighty golden-haired deity was now lying on the ground in disarray, no longer daring to look at Yuanyuan and the others, desperately seeking help from the Abyss, his greatest support in the past.
And the Abyss, already teetering under the repeated storm impacts, now had its barrier’s glow flickering precariously. But at this moment, it was quiet around her; she couldn’t hear her youngest son’s cries anymore, nor could she feel his presence—
Where was her child?
Where was her child?!
The Abyss’s maddening, indescribable whispers and roars grew increasingly intense. If she weren’t still fending off the storm, her power might have already turned Yuejian inside out in her search.
But even without that, Yuejian, deprived of his divine fragments, couldn’t withstand the Abyss’s enraged and concentrated voices. In the end, blood poured from his eyes and ears as he covered them in agony, writhing on the ground.
Xinghui was still contemplating the fleeting golden figure he had just glimpsed.
It appeared too quickly and vanished just as fast. Xinghui only vaguely saw that the person was even shorter than Yuejian.
“Where are the merfolk who brought the fragments? Are you all in this together? Was the five-year delay part of your plot? What does the storm have to do with you?”
“I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know anything! Mother, mother, save me, save me—”
Yuejian, accustomed to relying on others, cried out.
But this time, not a single person stood behind him.
The entire interstellar realm felt the pressure of the cosmic storm. Under such natural disasters and pollution, live broadcasts were intermittent.
Yet, everyone clearly saw—their so-called gentle and special deity who needed their protection was nothing but a complete fraud!
The whole alliance was in an uproar and panic.
On the viewing platform, Wu Chu stood in place. Above him were the demon clan’s defensive barrier and the divine barrier. He watched Xinghui’s profile below, feeling a sense of shock. This shock was only comparable to the first time he saw Xinghui face the Abyss directly.
From the moment the equipment on Xinghui’s body malfunctioned, revealing his true form, to the unhesitating expansion of the divine barrier, swiftly confirming his suspicions.
Even though he considered his faith less devout than other races and couldn’t empathize with those fanatical believers, witnessing this scene, he had a tangible feeling. It was more than intuition that Xinghui could guide the Grand Witch clan—he himself was the direction—
A direction full of reliability and gentleness.
“This is bad, I think I’m starting to understand those fanatical deity worshippers—”
Wu Chu pressed his chest, looking at Xinghui’s profile, then at the panicked and disheveled expressions of the people around him, murmuring softly.
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Yuanyuan stood behind Xinghui, his enormous black wings spread wide. Although Xinghui now had a cold expression and had just engaged Yuejian directly, Yuanyuan remembered that their deity was delicate and fragile. The wings shielded Xinghui from the excessive wind and waves around him.
The other demons had quickly gathered, pinning down the writhing Yuejian.
Yuejian refused to confess honestly, and now wasn’t the time to interrogate him. With the false god exposed, they intended to take him for questioning. The alliance had no reason to stop them—after all, the true deity was with them.
The demons cast a discreet glance at the still dazed and bewildered members of the alliance, who were stunned by the shocking revelation.
Tsk, how pitiful.
As for the merfolk.
“Deity, Boss, we searched the relevant areas but found no trace of the merfolk. However, we hacked the system and found that just before the storm hit, a starship departed from Bright Star.”
The merfolk definitely had major issues.
The storm came too suddenly this time. Though its strength wasn’t as formidable as ten years ago, the timing was too coincidental.
The merfolk system had just survived a major natural disaster, supported by the Abyss’s power.
As soon as the Abyss’s power weakened, the storm struck.
And now, with the Abyss’s cries, coupled with the natural disaster and storm invasion, its power was waning. The tear in the sky grew wider, releasing countless pollutants from across the universe.
So, his earlier unease was due to the imminent cosmic storm…
Only ten short years!
Xinghui cursed inwardly.
Looking at the terrifying sky and the increasingly familiar tremors, even Xinghui couldn’t help but feel a bit unsettled.
From the moment a deity is born, they don’t face the storm itself, but rather its aftermath.
Throughout history, Xinghui might be the only deity who has truly witnessed a cosmic storm.
The storm’s impact spread across the entire interstellar realm, not just the alliance, but also the area covered by Xinghui’s mental power.
They had established faith among them.
Xinghui could clearly feel the panic in those who believed in him.
And now, the storm’s power was increasing.
Under the rapidly spreading pollution, patients with severe genetic diseases began to writhe in agony.
The entire area was so vast, covering the entire interstellar space, that even Xinghui found it difficult to resist. However, relying on his mental power, he continued to observe the storm’s situation.
His brow furrowed, as if he had sensed something.
At this moment, the Abyss’s barrier finally shattered with a loud crash.
The deep starry clouds in the sky seemed to be scattered by an invisible giant hand, and even the overlapping, piercing cries weakened.
Screams erupted.
“It’s over, the storm is here. This time we don’t have the Abyss, we’re going to die!!”
“There’s no hope, we’re doomed—”
“Daddy, what’s wrong? Daddy, don’t scare me, please, someone save my dad, his genetic disease is acting up, someone save us—”
“Deity—Deity—”
“It’s useless, even the Abyss can’t save us, we’re all going to die, this is the end—”
Desperate cries and sobs echoed across all the planets.
This included the panic among the demon clan, the Lingyan clan, and the fearful sobs of the little Fuzhi clan.
The storm intensified instantly, the Abyss collapsed, and all the pressure fell on Xinghui, making it indeed a bit overwhelming.
Xinghui gritted his teeth and reached out to hook his arm around Yuanyuan’s neck.
The little deity used a lot of strength.
The veins on the back of his hand bulged slightly.
His voice was pressed against Yuanyuan’s ear.
“Fly up there.”
Yuanyuan didn’t hesitate at all and responded.
Meanwhile, Yuejian, controlled by the demon clan, opened his eyes just as the Abyss shattered overhead, his face smeared with bloody tears.
“The Abyss—The Abyss?! It’s over, the interstellar realm is doomed—”
Yuejian muttered under his breath.
He watched as Xinghui seemed to be instructing the demon clan to take him into the sky.
The divine fragments circled around him, their light stabbing into Yuejian’s eyes.
As if realizing he had no way out, he finally exposed the side of himself he had been hiding, struggling fiercely.
“It’s useless, what demon clan, what lower star systems, you’re just spouting grandiose words. Now that the storm has returned, nothing can be done, not even the Abyss can save us, and you can’t save anyone! I want to go home—let me go home—let me go back—”
“Shut up! You’ll have plenty of time to talk later.”
A demon clan member viciously shoved Yuejian back to the ground.
Yuejian couldn’t move. In the dust and rain, he saw Yuanyuan carrying Xinghui into the sky, without even a glance at him.
Above the barrier, all the natural disasters swept in, and the rift in the sky continuously impacted the shield.
The entire interstellar realm was surrounded by such a cosmic storm, making everyone feel incredibly oppressed.
Xinghui looked up at the sky, the divine fragments flashing. He could feel his mental power stirring with each impact of the storm, accompanied by the echoes of despair from countless people across the stars.
Xinghui couldn’t understand.
“What benefit does bringing back the cosmic storm have for the merfolk?”
“Who the hell knows,” Yuanyuan replied, also experiencing the cosmic storm up close for the first time.
From this distance, it was clear that besides the natural disasters being pulled in by the storm’s power to attack the star systems, there were also those rifts continuously releasing purplish-red pollution sources.
It indeed seemed like a dire situation.
Yuanyuan held Xinghui tightly, pondering in his mind.
Then a steady voice reached his ear.
“Are you scared?”
Yuanyuan raised an eyebrow and met Xinghui’s gaze.
“Scared of what?”
It was probably outside his psychological expectation, and the little deity rarely took a deep breath. After rising into the sky, the rain inevitably soaked his black hair, and his ink-colored eyes were as bright and resolute as if they had been washed clean.
“I’m a bit nervous—but we have to try.”
Yuanyuan didn’t understand what Xinghui wanted to try.
But soon, Xinghui raised his hand and pointed in a direction.
“Focus on that spot. I see where the storm’s power is the strongest, and I hear a sound similar to the Abyss—”
The Abyss was composed of power and had developed a basic personality.
But no one had realized that the storm was also composed of power.
“It’s mocking us, saying that no one can save us and that it will control the interstellar realm.”
The black-haired deity’s eyes were blazing.
The divine shield shone brighter with each impact from the storm.
The light fell on his pale face, and Yuanyuan clearly heard his own heartbeat and Xinghui’s voice in the gusting wind.
“We need to show it—that it’s not as easy as it thinks.”
If it doesn’t believe us—let it come and try.
Author’s note:
Xinghui: Are you scared?
Yuanyuan: I’m afraid I won’t hold my wife tight enough and let him fall.
Xinghui: ?
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It feels like no matter where I stop in this part of the plot, it doesn’t feel right _(:з」∠)_ I worked hard to write a bit more~ Let’s continue working hard tonight.
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I can’t wait for the revelation on how the heck yuejian became the fake God. Like how did he deceive EVERYONE including the abyss. Like that’s some high level plan there if he wasn’t born from the abyss.
Thanks for the chapter~~~