After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 79

Feng Yu’s expression grew even darker.

 

Before the exposure, aside from the other urgent matters that required him to leave the lab, he spent the most time with the fragment.

 

Having been shattered at birth, the fragment in front of him couldn’t truly be called a deity. It was merely an incomplete power, teetering from instability towards tranquility, on the verge of dispersing.

 

At first, there was still some movement, but later it became entirely unresponsive.

 

Now, there was finally some movement, but clearly, the fragment’s first reaction did not please Feng Yu.

 

However, he merely kept a cold expression, turned around, and no longer paid attention to the fragment’s reaction.

 

In any case, the fragment would soon realize that even if Xinghui found this place, it would only hasten his death.

 

If deities, who demanded faith and required everyone’s devotion, existed and failed to fulfill their original promises, they naturally had to bear the backlash.

 

After all, this world shouldn’t be controlled by such beings. The clashes of these powers, including the forces of the abyss and the storm, couldn’t find balance. Yet, they dragged everyone else into their conflict, absurdly posing as saviors to control them. If the ants they deemed insignificant had toppled their house, they should suffer the consequences.

 

With those studies, the storm’s power strengthened repeatedly, while the abyss’s power didn’t improve much, and even the divine power was waning. If they didn’t seize the opportunity and complete this evolution before the storm completely overpowered the abyss, after a few more storms, no one in the entire galaxy might survive.

 

So, it had to be done; there was no road back.

 

Feng Yu watched the monitor screen. Xinghui and the demon clan had already entered the building from the peripheral shaft.

 

The black-haired deity remained calm as always.

 

Even when the matters involving the merfolk were revealed to him, it didn’t seem to surprise him much.

 

Feng Yu hadn’t spent much time with Xinghui. To him, Xinghui was just another useless deity—lacking divine power, blind, and crushed by that cunning false god, with no standing at all.

 

Although he had been curious at first about how Xinghui had been born, which led him to interact with Xinghui twice, those interactions only confirmed that Xinghui was indeed a useless, broken god who didn’t require much attention. They just needed to wait until they were ready, and Xinghui would shatter along with the storm, with his divine power transforming into the force to calm the storm, nothing more.

 

But it must be said, the opponent had grown quickly.

 

In just a few months, Xinghui had subdued the demon clan, regained power, healed his blindness, and even attracted the divine fragments that Feng Yu had failed to collect, which had escaped right under his nose.

 

Feng Yu looked at the divine fragments circling around Xinghui.

 

The fragments flickered cautiously, observing their surroundings, hovering around Xinghui as if trying to protect him, their light illuminating the side of the black-haired deity’s face.

 

Feng Yu’s expression subtly changed before he finally let out a long sigh.

 

Nothing was wrong, nothing at all.

 

He was merely following in his ancestors’ footsteps, seeking an end to this so-called savior’s reign, striving for a true survival for his people.

 

As Feng Yu was thinking this and was about to turn off the monitor,he noticed that the tall demon beside Xinghui seemed to sense his gaze and looked up.

 

After entering the building, Xinghui had been warily gripping a gun.

 

Now, Yuanyuan grabbed Xinghui’s hand, raising it, and although Xinghui was confused, he followed Yuanyuan’s direction.

 

Those beautiful, pitch-black eyes seemed to meet Feng Yu’s gaze for a split second, and Xinghui seemed to realize something.

 

The next moment, the sound of electricity crackling was followed by an explosion ringing in his ears.

 

The monitor screen shattered completely and went dark.

 

The following demons followed suit, destroying all the monitors within the building.

 

The corridor lights were off.

 

Not a single merfolk researcher was seen on this floor.

 

Several demons had come along, all carrying illumination devices, cautiously watching their surroundings.

 

“Didn’t you bring your own gun?”

 

After taking out the monitor, Xinghui pulled his hand back from a certain demon’s grasp, and couldn’t help but murmur.

 

The divine fragment beside him flickered hard, lighting up the surroundings for Xinghui. Hearing Xinghui’s words, it bobbed up and down in agreement.

 

Yes! That guy is up to no good!

 

If it had the strength, it would have slammed into his face and smashed it in!

 

The small fragment was a bit fierce.

 

But the fiercer it thought, the more timid its actions became, and it didn’t dare to move forward in the end.

 

Xinghui was already feeling dizzy from all the flickering.

 

After all, the small fragment was already blinking on and off, and now it was also shaking wildly, growing faster in its excitement.

 

Xinghui couldn’t help but reach out and scoop the fragment back.

 

Yuanyuan didn’t react, looking at Xinghui with a somewhat innocent expression.

 

The tall demon stuck close to Xinghui, sometimes even standing too close, at a distance where he could easily scoop Xinghui up and leave.

 

“I didn’t bring small-scale destructive weapons.”

 

He said, and in his ongoing battle with the divine fragment, he was very clever. Whenever Xinghui was present, he wouldn’t compete with the fragment.

 

He’d wait until the fragment wasn’t around before making his move.

 

After spending so much time with Xinghui, Yuanyuan had a pretty good understanding of the divine fragment.

 

The fragment was similar to the abyss, just a power with a bit of consciousness, unaware of many things.

 

It was easy to deceive.

 

Besides, most of the time, the fragment didn’t know what kind of intentions he harbored towards Xinghui.

 

He just needed to let Xinghui know.

 

The tall demon loyally stayed by Xinghui’s side. Even when ‘bullied,’ he remained silent, appearing obedient, nothing like the guy who had previously tried to devour him.

 

His attitude, it had to be said, left Xinghui with no room to be angry.

 

“We couldn’t find the stairs leading down. All the rooms are empty, and besides the monitors, the power system has been shut down. We tried forcing our way through, but the material here seems to be special, and progress is slow. Digging a hole through the floor to reach below might take some effort.”

 

The demon who had accompanied them quickly reported the situation on this floor to Xinghui.

 

“It’s clear the other side is trying to stall us.”

 

Yuanyuan also spoke from the side.

 

Xinghui nodded.

 

“They’re trying to use the storm.”

 

Xinghui pondered for a moment before quickly speaking.

 

“They can’t escape either. They’ll only try to use whatever they think can deal with me.”

 

Although many things could harm him now, with the demons protecting him, it would indeed be difficult for ordinary means to break through their defenses.

 

Only the storm could.

 

Their powers countered each other. If the storm’s power overpowered his, then the storm would win.

 

But it was strange.

 

Unless they could make him face the storm’s full intensity, the storm wouldn’t easily gain any advantage over him.

 

Xinghui couldn’t figure out how they intended to do that.

 

After all, based on the last Divine Festival, the merfolk didn’t seem to have the ability to summon the storm’s full force.

 

As he was thinking this, Xinghui planned to continue searching for clues with the demons, hoping to find a better and quicker way to confront the merfolk directly and deliver a blow to their heads.

 

But the surroundings were pitch black.

 

Aside from the light from the demons’ lamps and their voices, the entire floor was eerily silent.

 

The scene felt strangely familiar to Xinghui.

 

It was the last thing he expected.

 

It was as if the scenes from those interstellar horror movies had been faithfully recreated here.

 

But that didn’t matter.

 

He wasn’t that afraid.

 

Xinghui held the flickering divine fragment close to his chest.

 

Aside from the pitch-black surroundings, there were faint traces of lingering mental activity.

 

But in the darkened building, such traces only made the atmosphere more eerie.

 

If this were a horror movie, this would be the point where those creepy, jump-scare-inducing things would appear.

 

But that was all fantasy in horror movies.

 

Xinghui thought again of Feng Yu’s face, which made his hands itch to punch.

 

His mind quickly calmed down, and he took a few steps forward.

 

It was at this moment that a low, pained groan suddenly came from the room next to him, echoing faintly down the corridor.

 

Xinghui: !

 

It was like an electric shock coursed through his body.

 

Though he knew this was a merfolk lab and was sure there weren’t any weird things here—

 

Oh, wait, wouldn’t a lab be the place most likely to have weird things?

 

“Who’s there?!”

 

Yuanyuan quickly moved Xinghui to a different position, his dark red eyes locking onto the door where the sound had come from.

 

“I just searched here earlier; there was no one—”

 

A demon, startled by the sound, also spoke up.

 

“Help me—help me—”

 

A weak voice followed the pained cry.

 

“Watch out for traps; this could be the merfolk’s trick.”

 

A demon stepped forward and swiftly pulled the door open.

 

The scene inside the room made even the demons frown.

 

What had been an empty room now had a gurney in it, seemingly out of nowhere.

 

Lying on the gurney was a person, emaciated to the point of being skin and bones, their breath weak, eyes half-open. Upon hearing the noise, they struggled to lift their head to look over.

 

A needle was still inserted in their hand, and their state of extreme torment was deeply unsettling.

 

“Help me—please help me—”

 

Yuanyuan, relying on his keen eyesight, spotted the identification number on the person’s wrist.

 

“071, seems to be one of the merfolk’s test subjects.”

 

Xinghui nodded.

 

The surrounding demons had already confirmed there was no immediate danger.

 

But they remained cautious, watching the unexpected figure closely.

 

Besides pleading for help, 071 finally lifted his eyes to look at Xinghui.

 

His gaze was one of reverence, full of longing.

 

“Are you a deity? Is it really you, my lord? Have I finally been saved by you, my lord? Please, my lord—save me, save me—”

 

He struggled to raise his hand, trying to beckon Xinghui closer.

 

But how should I put it?

 

Xinghui didn’t move from his spot.

 

He couldn’t shake the overwhelming sense that this was a trap, so blatant that he couldn’t even figure out what the merfolk intended by leaving this test subject behind.

 

Yuanyuan was even more straightforward. He pulled Xinghui behind him and casually spoke.

 

“No, there’s no deity here. Plenty of demons looking for trouble, though. Why don’t you tell us your demands? We might be more helpful than a deity.”

 

071: …

 

He had already seen Xinghui!

 

Did hiding him now even make a difference??

 

**Author’s Note:**

 

**Yuanyuan:** “There’s only my wife, no deity here. You’re mistaken (absolutely certain).”

 

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**My dear readers, good evening.**