The second day.

A large number of civilians were concentrated in front of the square of the palace.

"I declare... abolish the monarchy and we don't need a king."

Laizhe climbed to the platform and delivered a passionate speech: "We can manage ourselves, we will form a brand new regime, which belongs to all of us. And now... bring it up."

A young man with gorgeous clothes and a graceful but unrestrained temperament was taken to the built guillotine.

"Tyrant Jindum... After everyone's trial, I declare that you have committed a series of crimes such as treason, murder, illegal imprisonment, war, etc. I will sentence you to death and execute it immediately!"

Laizhe whispered: "As a celebration of the end of the tyrant rule, every citizen of the Capital of Hope can get thirty-crystal white bread and wine. And... we will release the access restrictions and save all compatriots in the epidemic area. I, Laizhe, swear that I will not give up any citizen."

"Long live!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from the crowd.

"Long live!"

Immediately, the cheers grew louder and eventually formed a trend.

Laizhe's face was flushed, feeling the weight of "power", and his heart was deeply alert: "By relying on the blood of the old king and the timely attracting people's hearts, I have met the conditions for forming a new regime... However, this enthusiasm is difficult to sustain. One day, when the people find that I have not fulfilled my promise, or have not done well enough, they will resent... These resentments are buried deep at the beginning, accumulated, and wait for a little spark, which will be completely ignited."

‘The fate of mine will not be different from that of Jindum, unless I turn everyone into an "infected body", but this will inevitably lead to the revival of spiritual energy and the door to the world will be opened…’

He took a firm step, took over a golden stick representing "power", cheered at the crowd, and even said to himself: "So... I want to become a real "tyrant", I will solve most of the mysterious creatures in this world, and eventually close the door to the world. This is my promise to become governing and my lifelong wish!"

"Very good, Laizhe... It seems you are mentally prepared."

Sulu mixed in the crowd, witnessing this scene and muttered to herself silently.

The practice of eliminating all mysteries is undoubtedly destroying his own foundation. After all, in addition to a few local mysteries such as witches, the most mysterious in the kingdom at present is the "infected person"!

They are all the basics of Laizhe and the main force of his military power.

This self-cutting method will only make him increasingly isolated and helpless, and eventually become a true 'only husband'.

At that time, it will be the last step of the ceremony.

Those who slaughter the evil dragon will eventually become evil dragons.

After destroying most extraordinary things in the world, the only remaining Laizhe is the biggest "source".

Therefore, he is the last sacrifice of the ceremony!

"At that time, the door to the world will be completely closed, and may fall into a 'demonless' world... Although there is no hope of personal transcendence, it is a great thing for the entire human community. At least... there is no need to worry about the particularly terrible plague and the influence of gods."

Sulu put on his hood and turned around and left.

"Laizhe, I will witness your glory and your death..."

...

Blue Star World.

Sulu's true deity opened her eyes and looked at the direction of the world where the Kingdom of Maximilan was located, thinking: "Are you going to complete the spiritual domination of a world soon? Very good...but, my speed still needs to be accelerated."

Although the ceremony of becoming a [spiritual dominator] does not require the ruler to compete for so many worlds, there are also many.

With just two clones, the speed is still a bit slower.

Sulu's original deity has been working hard for this for many days, and now, he has finally gained some insights.

He stepped out and came to a building above the cliff.

"Aoyama Mad Asylum?"

Sulu recited the name of this crazy asylum.

During this period, the number of madmen and mental patients in the world has increased suddenly, and there are also many professions that are good at treating mental illnesses and potential madness, such as [psychologist].

There are also several famous hospitals, such as the "Arkham" in the UK, the "Orlianto" in the East and the "Aoshan Crazy Asylum" in the East.

When he stepped into the courtyard, he felt a strong sense of madness.

A large number of roars, murmurs, and shouts... seemed to be condensed on every floor and every fence here.

Even occasionally, there are crazy professionals who maliciously spit out some words in mysterious language.

Therefore, even if all mad asylums pay a high salary, few ordinary people are willing to come to work, which seems very desolate.

Even the famous Qingshan Asylum in China is facing such a dilemma.

"Quiet!"

Sulu looked at the prison-like madhouse, frowned, and spit out a word.

In an instant, all the noise and noise came to an abrupt end like a duck strangled.

silence!

The dead silence spreads in the asylum, making some professional care workers very uncomfortable.

Sulu stepped out, traveled through the void, and came to the dean's office.

"who?"

A female doctor wearing glasses and looking mature and capable raised her head, and her pupils suddenly shrank into needle eyes: "God..."

Her expression was unprecedentedly complicated: "Or...the spiritual creator? After creating such a terrifying disaster, do you think the punishment suffered by humans who attempted to kill gods is not enough?"

She is Bai Ling!

However, at this time, she had chosen her career path and became a [pacifier], a profession that was urgently developed to treat mental disorders of professionals.

"In fact, I did come for this..."

Sulu smiled and said, "But you don't have to be surprised. I am not here to aggravate the punishment, but to bring you new hope."

"Are you as noble as you are willing to take back the curse on us?" A glimmer of hope burned in Bai Ling's eyes.

"No...that's irreversible."

The curse of the Blue Star World is actually the backlash of Sulu when he became a god. It has a very high rank and is difficult to expel.

Of course, He will not sit idly by the world, and the deity has always been in charge, which is to secretly guide human civilization to respond actively and digest the backlash.

Not to mention anything else, if He had not let go of some authority, it would have been difficult for a series of psychologist-type professions to be "invented" so quickly.

Hearing His answer, a trace of disappointment flashed across Bai Ling's face.

"Humans are just natives on Blue Star, and even the moon has only recently established a colony. For the entire universe, what is Blue Star worth?"
Chapter completed!