I Love Destroying Worlds' Plot [BL]

Chapter 1309 : 18.147 First Grey Star - Secretly meeting at the tower.

On the top floor of the Tower of Gods...

Sat on his black throne once more, Tun Shizhe saw the catastrophe strike the land of the living. This was a scene he had seen many times. Human avarice was at its height at this particular time. Some people cannot accept death, and they will want you to live on.

Numerous people had come to his tower in prayer for survival, hoping to be saved. People would stop caring who it was in their hour of greatest need as long as they could save them. It does not matter if they are gods or devils anymore—what matters is that they can endure. Regretfully, he had no desire to act as a wish-granting god for humans at this time.

Other than the people he had been waiting for, he sealed the tower to keep others out.

He saw that his spirit was no longer attached to the puppet body that the God of Void had provided. The truth is, that he constructed this puppet body for himself. However, he had preserved Ye Jieye of this world alive for that future since he had observed the scene of Ye Xiajie arriving in this world. Because his vessel was too far away from him, he was confined to his throne.

Until someone took his place or returned his vessel, his spirit would remain confined to this seat.

But the other form of that familiar soul—which resembled the one in his memories even more—made him smile. With longing in those dull red eyes, he glanced toward the Mo Clan's domain. He seemed to have discovered the purpose of his life.

"Hunluan, even though you aren't fully awake yet, I will continue the vow I made that day. I will protect you until the end. Once you are complete, I hope we can stay together forever this time," Tun Shizhe mumbles.

Suddenly, there is a deep desire to kill someone in the depths of his bloodshot eyes. There is a terrible wrath buried somewhere deep in his psyche. silently surviving yet totally concealed from the outside world.

"The space beside you can only be mine. For that reason, I shall eliminate those corrupted fragments and make sure they disappear forever so you will never be hurt again. My Hunluan, my only light, and my creator," Tun Shizhe mumbles.
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There was nothing but his black throne and his existence in the darkness of the top floor of the Tower of God. It is a cage, this tower. He was imprisoned in this world by the power of this star since that dimension was inserted into this low-tier planet by this terrible god. All this star can do is keep him from leaving the tower; it cannot entirely vanish from the universe.

This is the jail where he was put on trial.

The floor became dark, and then all of a sudden, Nameless's figure emerged from within. The throne-holder cast a disinterested glance at the demon. Wang Xingmo, the monarch of this city, emerged from behind him in another figure.

Wang Xingmo, the king, said, "It's been a while. You haven't changed at all."

{Of course, I am immortal. Have you ever seen a god that old? But you have truly grown up. Even picking up something that you shouldn't. Don't you know how dangerous a demon is compared to a god?}

"A god, is it? An Evil God is more dangerous compared to a demon, is what I think," Wang Xingmo said.

The man seated on the throne suddenly laughed. He didn't feel upset by Wang Xingmo's words because they were the truth.

{Hahaha~ indeed. I am more interested in how you got that vessel from him. Care to tell me what happened, Little Demon?} Tun Shizhe asked Nameless. Obviously, someone like this one can be faster than someone who moves on foot. Wang Xingmo is too busy to make a trip by himself.

Nameless controlled the shadow and the puppet vessel he got from the Mo Clan surfaced from the shadows appearing before the Evil God in front of him

"The Venerable One says I can take it away. After all, in his eyes, it's nothing but a disposable vessel that no longer houses his lover's soul, and has completely lost interest in it."

The man on the throne smiled and said, {Well, that is so like him. He will always lose interest in things that he doesn't care about. Either way, good work.}

It was difficult for Tun Shizhe to get the puppet vessel to come closer to him. The faceless puppet gradually began to take on human features as his palm touched its shoulder. With a tall nose, narrow lips, and downturned almond-shaped eyes, these features are sharp and masculine. His face has the ideal proportion.

The puppet developed into a tall man with ideal physical proportions when he reached adulthood. His tight muscles demonstrate his strength even when he is not wearing clothes, giving the impression that he is a slender and powerful man.

Rather than remaining sitting on the throne, the man in the dark cloak vanished, leaving them in front of an incredibly gorgeous man who exuded a foreboding aura. Nameless and Wang Xingmo see no difference between this spectacle and the descent of a Demon God. Particularly after witnessing how the darkness advances without the man's authority to envelop him and dress this man in contemporary attire.

But all he was wearing was black. Black trench coat overlong black slacks with black long-neck sleeves. In these plain clothes, he seems like a model.

He arranges his cuff by moving his hands. It seemed as though this man had always been in the dark. Since everything about him appears to be covered in it—his dark hair, clothes, and particularly those inhumane pairs of crimson irises that make people feel as though they are being tracked down as potential prey by a predator.

Tun Shizhe seems content with the way he is looking right now. There would be little doubt that his features would startle someone from Vearth. He resembles the God of Void identically, except with a more menacing aura, as though he were about to eat you alive.

"Not bad. This body can last for a long time."

Wang Xingmo scowled, sensing the attractive man in front of him, causing him to feel unconsciously afraid. He recognizes the Lu Clan heir in that set of red eyes. Satan is the most formidable hunter in the world.

"Is it possible to ask what your relationship with Satan is?" Wang Xingmo asked.

Tun Shizhe said, "Satan? What kind of mortal would use just a wicked name?"

"Sire, Satan is the alias of Lord Ye Jieye," Nameless said.

"Oh, him. He is just a bastard. Either way, you can just think of him as me and me as him. Our origin is the same. That's all," Tun Shizhe answered.

The problem is that Wang Xingmo was unable to comprehend this remark at all due to its extreme confusion. Still, it appears he has a point when he says there is another connection between Satan and this malevolent god. But that is something he ought to be concerned about.

Wang Xingmo said, "We have fulfilled your desires. Am I truly able to ask for any kind of wish?"

"You two did great. I will allow you both to think about what your wishes are—one for each. That is your reward. You cannot wish for the death of a god, though. Killing myself is beyond my abilities," Tun Shizhe said.

BAM!

Abruptly, the door leading to the last floor was kicked open. The Second Prince had an angry expression on his face when the three individuals inside turned to face the sound. When he saw his Imperial Father and the enigmatic warrior who was by his side constantly, his face contorted even more.

Tun Shizhe said, "It seems he has come. Haha~ I will allow you to talk among yourself for a while. This lord had already got what he wanted." He sat back down to his throne, but this time he looked more relaxed as he watched the play unfold before him.

The Second Prince was furious, as one might anticipate. He ignores his emperor father, who is present in the room, as he advances toward the man seated on the throne in enormous steps. He gives Tun Shizhe a menacing glance as she observes him with amusement.

"You lied! You said you could help me get what I want!" Second Prince Xingju bellowed.

Tun Shizhe narrowed his eyes, a hand beneath his chin, contemptuous of the impolite object in front of him. He reclined idly at the throne that had once held him captive in this tower, his legs crossed. Whether someone took his place or not, he could leave this area whenever he wanted to use his current vessel.

Tun Shizhe said, "I helped you reach your current strength and gave you some people who can support you without question. If I remember it right, you wish to have the throne, and I gave you all the necessary things to help you have it. It's like you wish for me to take the throne for you. If you did, then that useless seat would have longed to become yours.

You didn't clearly say what you wanted, but didn't I still give you what you needed?"

"But I didn't have the throne yet!" Second Prince Xingju retorted.

Tun Shizhe said, "You only said you wanted the throne, but didn't specifically tell me, for me to move personally and take it for you. So I have helped you increase your worth to be worthy of your wanted throne. Am I wrong? Humans truly don't clear up the details of their wishes and continue to blame it on me when they don't get what they want. Truly selfish!"

Wang Xingju becomes more and more self-conscious as he hears this man speak. As the man stated, he did not ask him to take it for him directly. An opportunity to sit on the throne was all he had asked for. He was the one who made the incorrect wish. He can not really hold him responsible for that, then.

Tun Shizhe said, "Well, this kind of careless mistake was something you have similarities with your father. He just wanted to survive the hardships of his and his brother, but suddenly suggested playing a game with me as a royal family. Funny, isn't it? If he didn't wish for that, your royal family wouldn't be this attached to this tower."

Startled by what he heard, the Second Prince, Xingju, turned to face his father. His face went pale and ugly as well, as was to be expected, yet judging from this response, the man's remarks appear to be true.

"It's because of this wish that I gave you both an equal chance for the final wish. The one who takes back my vessel will be able to regain another chance to wish for something again. Your father had won this round and you just lost. As he said, this is nothing but a game," Tun Shizhe said.

The Second Prince Xingju's rage flared, and he questioned the man on the throne. "You don't think it's wrong to play with the lives of others? How many wishes have you accepted, and these wishes come with a sacrifice of flesh and blood? You don't think it's cruel?"

"Cruel? Hahaha~" Tun Shizhe laughed, his wicked laughter echoed in the whole tower, making the other three serious, and on hold, they might be killed by the evil god on the throne.

"Um. This is not the first time I heard about this complaint, but no matter how many times I hear it, it is more like you people passing the blame on me. Since the beginning of my existence, I never said I required a sacrifice for a wish. It is more of a choice of whether I fulfill it or not. But your race sends sacrifices, which is more or less useless for me.

I wanted to send them away fast and give them what they wanted. Who would have thought your race would think it's a requirement to fulfill before you can make a wish?"

"That is something you mortals gave away yourself. It was never something I asked for in the first place. What I asked for was an equal exchange. It was you guys who started giving me something you had deprived of someone. Since I don't need anything from your side, I just accepted what you wanted to give and made it a prerequisite for a wish. Isn't this what you guys wanted?" said Tun Shizhe.

"Only a demon will require a sacrifice. For a god, what they need is an offering. They never asked for a sacrifice. Only their saint's sacrifice had worth for them, but this is the case of a certain race's extinction or something similar," Nameless said. "The Gods were never on the side of anyone but themselves."

"Hahaha~ this child is correct. You gave me back my vessel, so I can give you a chance to wish. Have you thought about what your wish is?" Tun Shizhe said while looking at Wang Xingmo.