bullyxtreme Chapter 112 The Path of Defying Gods 4
Chapter 112 The Path of Defying Gods 4
Shen Ying sat down, picked up the fruit from the plate; the fruit was plump and had an enticing color.
She picked up a red fruit and took a bite. Juice burst out, and sweetness spread across her taste buds. The flesh was tender and fresh. She ate it with gusto, saying indistinctly, "It's so sweet. You should try some too."
As she spoke, she picked up a similar fruit with her other hand and offered it to the deity, her eyes full of anticipation, hoping that the deity could also taste this wonderful flavor.
The god looked at her like this, a smile flashing in his eyes. He leaned down slightly, extended his slender fingers and took the fruit, the gentle gesture as if he were treating the most precious gift in the world.
He looked at the fruit in his hand, took a small bite, and nodded slightly.
Shen Ying picked up the green fruit again, took a bite, and found it refreshing.
The pastries are as exquisite as works of art.
She picked up a flower-shaped pastry and put it in her mouth. The melting icing brought sweetness, and with another bite, the aroma of the filling spread. She hummed contentedly.
The deity also took a bite and said, "This is made with flower dew, it tastes good, doesn't it?"
Steaming hot delicacies were served in exquisite containers, and wisps of steam carrying an enticing aroma filled the air between the two of them.
The aroma was rich and mellow, seemingly possessing a magical power that tantalized Shen Ying's taste buds.
She picked up a spoon and gently scooped up a spoonful. In the thick broth, tender chunks of meat and rare ingredients intertwined.
Shen Ying ate with great relish, beads of sweat gradually appearing on her forehead, and a few strands of hair were soaked with sweat and stuck to her cheeks.
Seeing this, the god's eyes were filled with tenderness. He picked up a cup of celestial dew, handed it to Shen Ying, and said softly, "Eat slowly and drink some celestial dew to soothe yourself."
Shen Ying smiled somewhat embarrassedly, put down the spoon, took the elixir, and took a small sip. She felt a cool sensation travel from her throat straight to her heart, and the heat in her mouth instantly dissipated.
She looked at the deity, her eyes filled with gratitude: "Thank you, it was really delicious, so I couldn't help... eating it a little bit faster, haha."
The deity shook his head slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips: "If you like it, then so be it."
Shen Ying shook the elixir in her hand and asked curiously, "This elixir is amazing! It makes me feel refreshed after drinking it. How does it come about?"
The deity explained, "This celestial dew is collected from flowers in the clouds. These flowers, nurtured by the magical stars, produce wondrous dew that, after being refined with special magic, has a wonderful effect of soothing the mind and body and nourishing the body."
Shen Ying's eyes showed amazement: "You always bring me these magical things. Every day with you is like an adventure full of surprises."
After saying that, she took another sip of the celestial dew and continued to savor the delicacies, this time at a slower pace.
The gods watched her tenderly from the side.
Even during her leisurely days, Shen Ying did not forget her mission.
After much hesitation, Shen Ying stood in the hall of the temple, the air around her seemingly frozen with tension.
She looked up at the deity, her clear eyes filled with trepidation, but she still mustered her courage to ask, "My lord, I've heard some rumors about divine punishment. Is it... true? Will you really unleash divine punishment?"
The deity's figure appeared incredibly tall in the light and shadow. He remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking, "Yes."
Shen Ying thought to herself, "I knew it!"
Shen Ying asked, puzzled, "Why is that? Aren't you the god who created everything?"
The deity turned around and looked at the sea of clouds outside the temple. His gaze became distant, as if he had traveled through time and returned to the ancient times.
"That's not the case. Long, long ago, the world was shrouded in darkness. Evil forces surged from the depths of the universe, devouring life and destroying everything. Humanity struggled in endless fear, and the world was nearly destroyed."
Shen Ying stood quietly in the temple, and the air around her seemed to freeze.
Her gaze was fixed on the deity. Just then, the deity gently waved his sleeve, and a soft light enveloped Shen Ying.
In an instant, Shen Ying felt as if she had been swept into a torrent of time and space. The scenery around her began to change rapidly, her consciousness gradually blurred, and her body drifted like a light feather in the long river of time.
When her vision cleared again, she found herself in a chaotic world.
The sky was like a torn piece of black silk, with lightning and thunder raging within it. Each bolt of lightning was like a tentacle of evil power, lashing the earth mercilessly.
The earth trembled violently, mountains collapsed, boulders rolled down, and rivers, like raging beasts, breached their banks and flooded everything in their path.
People ran and shouted in terror amidst this apocalyptic scene, their faces filled with despair.
The cries of children and the pleas for help of adults mingled together, sounding especially tragic in this dark world.
Shen Ying wanted to reach out to help them, but found that her body was like a phantom and she couldn't touch it.
In this endless darkness, a dazzling light suddenly appeared.
The light was pure and powerful, like a star of hope in the darkness.
At the center of the light was a young figure—he was not yet a god.
He emanated a strange energy, like a newborn sun illuminating this dark world.
Shen Ying saw him bravely rush towards the surging evil force.
These evil beings took on various forms; some resembled enormous black wisps of smoke, while others were monsters with sharp teeth and claws.
They lunged at the young man with bared teeth and claws, but he was fearless. He waved his hands, and beams of light shot out from his hands, each beam dispelling a patch of evil.
The battle raged fiercely as the young man traversed between darkness and light.
His figure was like that of a lithe dancer, every movement full of power and rhythm.
As he fought, the evil forces were gradually driven back, and life began to return to certain corners of the world.
As darkness enveloped the sky, a glimmer of light gradually appeared, the trembling of the earth subsided, and the floodwaters slowly receded.
After a long and arduous battle, the evil forces were finally driven to the edge of the universe.
The world returned to peace, and sunlight pierced through the clouds, dappling the earth like a golden veil.
People emerged from their hiding places, their eyes sparkling with the joy of surviving a disaster and reverence for their saviors.
They surrounded the young man, cheering and seeing him as the savior of the world.
The scene shifts, and the world begins to be rebuilt.
People worked together to repair their damaged homes with their hardworking hands.
Towns rose again from the ruins, fields were once again filled with crops, and forests regained their lush greenery.
The gods built a magnificent temple atop the clouds, a temple that shone with a mysterious radiance, like a fortress protecting the world.
A barrier unfolded around the temple, like a giant protective shield, separating the world from the evil deep within the universe.