The Game Becomes Reality: All My Alter Egos Are Gods
Chapter 173

Asura God's Temple

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The newcomer had long, light gray hair, loosely tied back, with a few stray strands falling casually beside his cheeks, giving him a lazy and carefree appearance. His features were extremely gentle, and a smile played at the corners of his lips, making him seem non-threatening and mild-mannered.

However, what is most striking is the small red lettering below the corner of his eye.

--build.

Don't misunderstand.

This wasn't carved by the Asura God.

The Asura God stated that he wasn't so perverted as to carve his own name on someone's face.

This word was carved by the God of Lies himself sometime during the day. After carving it, he ran to the Asura God's Temple that very night, wearing this face, and said that from now on he would be forever loyal to him and would never have any other thoughts.

The Asura God would never believe a God of Lies.

--Isn't lying what they're best at? This phrase "eternal loyalty," coming from the mouth of the God of Lies, is absolutely false.

When the God of Desire saw the newcomer, he maintained a perfectly submissive demeanor on the surface, but inwardly he was already scoffing at him several times.

As expected, I was too hasty just now. The fact that I rushed off to greet Asura God was eventually caught by this guy.

"Lord Asura God," the God of Lies stepped forward, placed his right hand on his chest, and bowed to the Asura God. His eyes crinkled with a smile, "It's been a long time. Seeing you return safely fills me with immense joy, from the bottom of my heart, without a hint of falsehood."

"Also, allow me to add something."

"Your Asura God's Temple was managed jointly by me and the God of Desire."

Before he finished speaking, he turned his head, and his smiling eyes fell on the God of Desire, but there was no smile in his eyes.

He stared at the God of Desire and said:

"If I hadn't come, would some shameless god have tried to claim all the credit for himself?"

The direction is extremely clear.

You are who you are. Stop pretending, it's desire.

Upon hearing them mention the Asura God's Temple, the Asura God paused in his grip on his Spear, then flipped his hand and sheathed the spear.

No wonder.

No wonder his perception of the Asura God's Temple's location was so vague and unpredictable just now.

It turns out those two troublemakers had tampered with it.

He had no idea what kind of mess the God of Lies had made of his Asura God's Temple from the time he disappeared until Twilight of the Gods.

Upon hearing this, the God of Desire calmly adjusted his cuffs and said, "Liar! We are both under the command of Lord Asura God, why be so particular? Whose credit is given? Aren't we all serving our lord?"

He turned his head, and his pair of heterochromatic pupils glanced at the word "Xiu" under the corner of the God of Lies' eyes with a smile but not a smile, and added:

"By the way, you arrived just in time."

The smile on the face of the God of Lies remained unchanged as he replied:

"You run faster than desire. To be honest, I have truly neglected Asura God. I wonder if you have some free time later? How about I offer my apologies?"

The Asura God refused:

"No need. However, if This Venerable discover you causing trouble in This Venerable Asura God's Temple, This Venerable won't hesitate to teach you a lesson."

"Lead the way now."

The moment those words were spoken, the smile on the face of the God of Lies visibly faded slightly.

Oh dear, it seems we've missed a great opportunity.

The God of Desire maintained his obsequious and proper demeanor, though inwardly he was filled with remorse.

Personally teach him a lesson?

Had he known this would happen, he should have caused a huge disturbance in the Asura God's Temple before he came. He should have pried up every single floor tile and carved his name on every single pillar, so that he could rightfully earn a "personal lesson" from the Asura God.

To be personally punished by the other party, that would be truly...

What a blissful thing!

The God of Desire turned around without changing his expression, gracefully raising his hand to guide the Asura God, but inwardly he was thinking darkly.

Guided by the God of Desire and the God of Lies, the Asura God finally arrived at the Asura God's Temple, which he had been away from for countless years. Upon landing, the scene before him was completely different from what any outer god had imagined.

The aura of the Asura God's Temple is completely different from the impression that the Asura God himself gives to others, creating a strong sense of separation.

Its color is not the stereotypical black or red.

In front of the Asura God's Temple lies a Clear Pool, its surface as still as a mirror, reflecting the white clouds in the sky and the eaves of the temple. A faint fragrance of flowers drifts from all around, almost imperceptible, yet refreshing and delightful.

Looking at the Asura God's Temple, a nostalgic light flashed in Wuma Xiu's eyes.

He personally renovated this palace into what it is today.

During the days when the Asura God was at his most bloodthirsty, he slew countless Evil Gods with his blade. However, Wuma Xiu, who was playing the game, discovered that the more he killed, the fuller the Asura God's Killing Intent bar became.

In order to suppress this almost demonic state, Wuma Xiu changed the Asura God's Temple into this appearance that is completely incompatible with the word "Asura".

White jade steps, Clear Pool reflecting the moon, and the fragrance of flowers lingering around the beams.

Then, Wuma Xiu discovered that the Asura God's Killing Intent had decreased.

Later, the game system displayed a warning prohibiting the indiscriminate killing of Evil Gods, so he changed his approach from killing to beating them up.

After ceasing its pursuit of Evil Gods, the surging Killing Intent subsided, and the Asura God returned to normal.

However, he had already grown accustomed to the appearance of this palace and was too lazy to change it back.

Let's just leave it as is; it doesn't get in the way anyway.

Discussion about who is the most Dissociative Identity character in this article:

The first to appear, the Moon God: I vote for the real one.

Goddess of Beauty: Plus one.

God of Wine: Is there even a need to consider this? I'm voting!

And so, the pressure fell on our protagonist Wuma Xiu.

Unexpectedly, Wuma Xiu struck first, tapping on the dimensional wall and saying:

Author, what's wrong with you? Why do readers keep saying I have Dissociative Identity?

The humble author: Oh, really? I'll go check the comments.

After reading the comments, the author said guiltily, "Hmm, it seems so. But that's just so as not to affect the reading experience..."

Wuma Xiu: Hmph, don't jump to conclusions. You didn't just write about me, but many other people. The fact that you could write about such Dissociative Identity personality in me, and so many different supporting characters, makes you the most Dissociative Identity personality in this book, doesn't it?

Moon God: That makes sense.

The Goddess of Beauty leaned limply against the Moon God and said, "Then I'll vote for the author."

God of Wine fiddled with his Wine Gourd, then turned it so the mouth was facing him, and quietly moved it in front of Wuma Xiu.

God of Wine: The author isn't even in the story, so I stick to my previous opinion.

Wuma Xiu: Hmph, who said it wasn't in the text? So what's going on now?

The author, still a bit dazed and confused, nodded to Wuma Xiu and said:

It seems you're quite right.

Suddenly, a glint flashed in the author's eyes, and he added:

However, you just said you had Dissociative Identity, so you can't blame me for that.

Author's conclusion: You're just Dissociative Identity.

The author, who won the award for the most Dissociative Identity personality in this article (thinking to himself):

Come on, let's hurt each other.

Wuma Xiu remained silent, as if possessed by the Asura God, and drew his long sword.

The author has died.

The author's soul: Waaaaah, I'm the most tragic author in history, killed by my own protagonist. I should have given myself a damage reflection buff earlier.

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