"Is this how you negotiate with people? You don't even show your face." Bo Shuo said sarcastically.
As these words fell, there was just a click, and Sky Lens seemed to be shattered even more seriously.
Just like the paper being torn, a huge crack appeared in the whole world for no reason. A figure walked out of the crack slowly.
The man is wearing a pure black robe, with a single gold-rimmed spectacle on his right eye, and long tassels hanging from the side. He has fair skin, handsome appearance, and elegant manners.
There was a faint layer of coercion surrounding him, and the danger of bone erosion could be detected from the first sight of him.
Bo Shuo raised his head slightly and looked at him, naturally knowing that this was God of Truth's mimicry. He twitched the corner of his mouth and thought the current scene was extremely interesting.
I am an ordinary person, and I am worthy of Deity being fought over by two parties.
The first sentence makes people feel ridiculous.
Bo Shuo mocked in his heart.
"How do you think about it?"
God of Truth strolled down from the sky, walked to a distance of only three meters away from Bo Shuo, and asked warmly.
"As long as you agree, everything you want will become a reality. Life, power, ability, status, even Divine Authority. I can make you a god."
God of Truth's tone is slow and gentle, and the temptation in his words makes people salivate.
If you are an ordinary person, facing such a huge temptation, you will definitely be wavering, or you will be frightened and unbelievable.
After all, this is becoming a god, and it doesn't even require much energy from him. As long as he agrees to join the City of Truth camp, he can get everything he dreams of. This kind of temptation is basically something that most people can't refuse.
But Bo Shuo looked on with cold eyes.
He stood quietly in the open space, as if he would disappear in the long wind in the next second.
He couldn't look any smaller, but it just seemed like all the initiative was in his hands, which made God of Truth look like a clown.
"I said it doesn't matter. You two, Game of Wits, shouldn't involve me after all, right?"
Bo Shuo's mocking smile deepened, "223, the show has begun, aren't you ready to come out?"
After these words fell, 223, which had been silent for a long time and seemed to have disappeared, suddenly spoke in Bo Shuo's mind, "Actually, I have been curious about your choice from the beginning."
As these words fell, another figure suddenly appeared in the void. It was a tall-looking woman. She was wearing Gold Thread Hooked White Robe, with long curly golden hair hanging down, and smooth Black Silk Ribbon wrapped around her body, floating and swaying.
She is undoubtedly extremely beautiful.
But at first glance, you don't notice her beauty, but a kind of fear deep in your heart.
Even though she has similar facial features and limbs to humans, you will realize at the first glance that she is not a human being.
She carries a sense of divinity and a completely separated inhumanity.
Bo Shuo looked at her and read out a name: "223."
223 did not deny it. His blue eyes glanced in front of Bo Shuo. His eyes were dull and indifferent, with an inorganic and inhuman feeling. She nodded slowly, and then her eyes fell on God of Truth not far away.
"It's a bit bad to poach someone in front of me."
God of Truth The smile on his lips did not change. He arched his eyebrows and eyes. An inorganic cold light flashed across the mirror, and the falling golden threads were bright. "I didn't expect to meet again so soon."
He mocked. "World Consciousness's lackey."
Faced with God of Truth's sarcasm, 223's expression did not waver at all. "Can Bo Shuo completely believe you by bending the facts?"
Bo Shuo stopped listening to the bickering between the two. It had no meaning. He interrupted the confrontation, "Don't you care which side I choose?"
Such a plan. Both parties looked at him and waited quietly for his next words.
"I don't choose anyone."
"We have come to this point, and you are still lying. You are really treating me like a dog."
Black Haired Youth's tone was sarcastic, and the disgust in his words almost filled them.
Yes, he doesn't believe anyone.
For the sake of profit, the two parties robbed him as Chess Piece. But why should he comply with their arrangements?
If he continues to be used like this, he will eventually be chewed up until even the bones are left.
If he wants to survive, he cannot choose between these two parties, but must jump out of them and deal with them.
Bo Shuo thought like this, and he raised his fingers towards Yi Rong not far away.
The young man who had just grown up looked thin, with pale skin and dark pupils, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a gloomy color.
"They say you love me."
Bo Shuo chuckled, emphasizing the word "love" with an unclear tone. "Actually, I have a question, can a god actually have such an emotion as love?"
Yi Rong was silent for a moment, then slowly walked forward. He was like the master of the world. No one could stop what he wanted to do, not even God of Truth and World Consciousness could interfere.
This is his domain alone, and this is Bo Shuo's only breakthrough.