manynovel Chapter 115 Death of the Salt God
Chapter 115 Death of the Salt God
"What did you say? The Human King wants us to withdraw today?"
The person who spoke was the man who came to manage Yancheng on behalf of Ningxia, named Xingqiong. He had just paid a visit to the salt god Heuliah who had just returned, and heard these words after returning here.
She looked surprised: "Miss Huahua, why would the Human King give such an order for us to evacuate?"
Hua Hua shook her head: "The Human King did not explain to me, but just asked Ganyu to give me orders."
Xing Qiong frowned: "But if we retreat now, won't that hand the ruling power back to the hands of those old nobles?"
Zhu Yuncheng did not explain the war between demons and gods to ordinary humans because it was too far away from them.
"Are you going to disobey the order of the Human King?" Hua Hua stared at Xing Qiong with a sharp gaze, making the latter feel a tingling sensation on his scalp. "No, Miss Hua Hua, I will go and give the order right away."
Under Xing Qiong's command, the Qianyan Army and the caravan stationed here, although puzzled, still obeyed Zhu Yuncheng's orders and began to retreat in an orderly manner and leave Yancheng.
Heuliya saw all of this and couldn't help but panic. Why would these Guili humans leave Yancheng? Could it be that the Guili King was going to attack him, to kill him, and to completely occupy Yancheng?
If the Qianyan Army was still in Yancheng, Hewulia would not have much to worry about, because with this group of Guili humans around, the Human King and the Demon God would not dare to start a war. But if this group of people left Yancheng, wouldn't that be proof that the Guili Demon God wanted to take action against him?
"Why, why can't we just get along well with each other? Why do we have to fight to the death?" Heuliah shed tears and muttered to himself.
She looked up at the evacuated Guili people again, and suddenly an idea emerged in her mind: could these people be detained in Yancheng so that the demon gods of Guili would not dare to invade?
But then, Heulia shook his head: "No, no, if that's the case, it's the same as declaring war on Morax. I don't want to fight any demon god. I just want my people to live and work in peace and not be threatened by the demon god war again."
"Salt God!"
Suddenly a voice came from behind. Heuliah turned around and saw a strong man looking at him with excitement in his eyes.
"Who are you?" There was a flash of doubt in Heuliah's eyes.
"Lord Salt God! My name is Minggui, Minghan is my father, Mingli is my grandfather, and I am the leader of the old aristocrats of this generation!" The strong man knelt on the ground and cried.
"Grandson, you are sensible?" Heuliah sighed, "Has the King of Guili agreed to release you?"
Minggui's body trembled, anger flashed in his eyes, and he continued to cry: "Master Yanshen, since my father became the new leader, he has learned from our past actions and started working hard to atone for our sins to you and the civilians we had oppressed. The Guiliren King saw that we were truly repentant, so he released us."
"I see." Heuliah nodded. "What is the matter with you coming to see me?"
Minggui knelt on the ground, took a few steps forward on his knees and said, "As the old nobles, I am here to ask for forgiveness from you, Lord Salt God. I hope you can forgive our past actions."
"What are you talking about? I have never blamed you." Heuliah blinked her beautiful blue eyes.
Minggui burst into tears: "Salt God, if you forgive me, please come and help me up, otherwise I will kneel here forever!"
If Zhu Yuncheng was here, he would definitely notice Minggui's poor performance. However, how could Heulia, who didn't understand humans, know this? She walked over quickly and tried to help Minggui up.
Minggyu, who was kneeling on the ground, saw the Salt God walking towards him and slowly retracted his hands into his sleeves.
“Get up…!”
Heulia put her hands on Minggui's shoulders and was about to help him up when she suddenly felt a pain in her chest. She looked down and saw a dagger piercing her chest, accompanied by extreme pain in her body.
"You..." Heulia felt as if all the strength in her body had been drained away. She knelt on the ground in pain, but Minggui had already stood up, holding the dagger in both hands and thrusting it into her chest with all his strength.
"It's all your fault, you weak and incompetent demon. If you had stopped the Qianyan Army back then, we wouldn't have ended up like this. It's not that we want to ask for your forgiveness, but you need to use your life to atone for the sins we have suffered over the years!" Minggui shouted with a ferocious face.
Blood was oozing from the corners of Heulia's mouth. Her pupils reflected the hideous face in front of her, which looked like a monster. Thousands of words flowed through her mind, but in the end she only said two words: "Run......"
This gentle demon god had no resentment until her death. She loved her people deeply, but in this war between demon gods, gentleness had no place.
Zhu Yuncheng wants her to die, Osel wants her to die, perhaps only death is her eternal destination.
Minggui was stunned, and then he saw countless silver-white lights bursting out from the body of the salt god Heuliah. He saw that his hands also began to turn silver-white after touching the light.
This was the last scene he saw. The next moment, his entire body turned into a silver-white statue. The silver-white light did not stop and continued to expand outward.
The people outside the Salt Temple were stunned at first when they saw the light, and then they looked panicked when they saw those who were closest to the light turned into silver-white sculptures.
"Run!"
"That light is a demon. If you touch it, you will turn into a sculpture. Run!"
The people of Yancheng shouted in panic, but how could a human body outrun the ripples caused by the death of this demon god? In the panic, a silver-white light enveloped the entire Yancheng, and finally turned into a beam of light that broke through the sky, illuminating the dim night sky, allowing Zhu Yuncheng who was far away in Guili City to see it clearly.
"Senior Brother, what is that?" Gan Yu stood beside Zhu Yuncheng and asked while looking at the towering beam of light.
"The Salt God is dead."
"Heuliah, the goddess of salt, is dead. Who killed her?"
On Tianheng Mountain, Gui Zhong and Dijun looked in the direction of Yancheng and asked and answered each other.
"I'm not sure, but Heulia should not have put up any resistance, otherwise I would have noticed the turmoil of elemental power caused by the battle between the demons long ago." The Emperor frowned.
"So, a demon took advantage of Heulia's carelessness and killed her with a sneak attack?" Gui Zhong speculated, frowning immediately, "Which demon has such combat power?"
The emperor's face also became solemn: "Gui Zhong, from now on you and Marcosius will live on Tianheng Mountain. With my protection, no matter which demon god wants to kill you, it will be impossible."
Gui Zhong shook his head gently: "Emperor, we follow you and are protected by you. What should we do if other demon gods invade? When the war breaks out, you may not be able to protect us?"
The Emperor fell into silence, and after a while he said, perhaps Xiaoyun was right. Only by taking the initiative and killing a few demons could other demons be deterred from invading.