The scepter pierced his chest, and the God of Truth did not die immediately, but his life was indeed in countdown. Lin You's sudden attack pierced through his heart and lungs, which were dispensable organs in his body, and also pierced the God of Truth's divinity.

It was not the godhead of the true god Ares that was devoured, but the original godhead of the God of Truth himself.

The god-killing poison transforms from real to virtual and is injected into the intangible godhead; it is neither a neurotoxin nor does it act on blood and cells, but it destroys the most fundamental divinity of the gods in an extremely efficient way.

The God of Truth's consciousness quickly became blurred, and every thought in his mind was countless times slower than before; even so, he was still trying to think, because the closer he got to death, the more doubts he had in his heart, and he couldn't let go of them.

The latest question has shifted from the grand question of "Why did I lose?" to the more detailed question of "Why did the writer seem so nervous about my last sentence?"

The reason why he was nervous was that this sentence was right, and it just happened to hit the writer's secret. This secret not only made the writer nervous, but even the God of Truth trembled.

A quill pen does not necessarily have to be a "pen". It can also be a carving knife, a musical instrument, or even a pen. It can be a paintbrush instead of a quill pen for writing. No matter what form this artifact is shaped in, there is a key point that is recognized by the gods - the control of the "truth factor" by the writer is very reluctant and laborious, so the assistance of the artifact is needed.

The action of "writing" is the outward manifestation of the difficult state of the writer; the more difficult it is for the writer to use the "truth factor", the more he depends on the help of gods and artifacts, and the more confident the gods are in the writer.

But what if... this is fake?

What if the writer's "difficult state" is completely fake? What if the writer can actually manipulate the "real factor" as he pleases?

That means the writer deliberately put himself in a weak position at the beginning. Only in this way, the gods would feel comfortable handing over the quill pen, a magical artifact that can communicate the underlying logic of the story world, to him.

Only the "truth factor" can't exert its full power if the underlying logic of the story world is not communicated well; and the appearance of the quill pen is equivalent to the gods personally helping the writer, a guy with ulterior motives, to make up for the shortcomings.

If this speculation is true, then all the restrictions imposed by the gods on the quill pen become a joke - a huge hell joke that will make the gods collectively angry and ashamed.

No wonder the writer is so anxious for my death!

It was not because of the orders from God or other supreme gods, nor because of the hatred and wanted list from the gods in Olympus and Asgard, but because his actions had touched the other party's reverse scale.

The relationship between the Writer and the Will of the Big World must be close, and it is definitely more than what he has disclosed; all gods who try to get closer to the Will of the Big World through "unknown" events may actually see through the Writer's secrets. Just like Loki, hasn't he always been curious about the relationship between the Writer and the Will of the Big World?

That's why he works so hard to stop us from creating the "unknown".

If it weren't for stopping us, perhaps he would continue to keep these secrets and be "submissive" in front of the gods.

Before his death, the God of Truth thought a lot, and as his consciousness gradually blurred and sank, a hint of relief and liberation appeared in his gradually distracted eyes; it turned out that it was not that he didn’t work hard, but that others had already won at the starting line.

He worked hard to get the skin of a tiger, and after jumping around and becoming notorious, he finally managed to gain a little control over his destiny, but the other person naturally had the irreplaceable capital of "truth factor" in his hand; more importantly, this guy had a good hand at the beginning, but he was still so insidiously hiding in the dark, running around all day long and being ordered around like a dog by the Supreme God.

How could there be such a person? He has four twos and two kings in his hand, and the remaining cards can make up a big plane, but he doesn't even call himself the landlord?
Lin Youke didn't know that his opponent had so much drama in his mind before his death, or maybe he wouldn't care even if he knew. He was now seriously dealing with the Godhead of the God of Truth.

As long as the godhood is still there, even if the body is burned to ashes, or even not a single hair is left, the god will not die; if it goes one step further and becomes a true god, like Ares, even if it loses a lot of godhood, it can still survive by relying on the remaining godhood remnants, and at most it will just be in a deep sleep.

Although the God of Truth was far from the level of a true God, in order to ensure that He was completely dead and could not rise again, Lin You handled the matter patiently and meticulously, not daring to be careless at all.

First, we must clean up the remnants of the True God's Godhead after the explosion; the God of Truth had been occupying Ares's Godhead for quite some time, and although it had not been merged and digested, the connection between the two Godheads was close and deep-rooted. After the previous explosion, there were still some remnants attached to the soul.

The second step is to take out the Godhead of the God of Truth in its entirety. The Godhead is not only the source of the power of the God, but also has the function of condensing divinity and preserving memory; especially the one of "preserving memory" is the most important thing that the writer cannot ignore.

There are some things that not only cannot be spoken by the God of Truth, but cannot even be written down.

As long as the memories attached to the godhead are destroyed, no one will know that Lin You did not move his "pen" when he changed the fate of the God of Truth; the writer can claim that he also wrote it seriously, anyway, because of the cover of the time forbidden zone, the supreme gods cannot see it.

Lin You first took out the godhead intact, carefully searched the soul of the God of Truth to ensure that nothing was missed, and then let the four poisonous snakes take turns to use multiple amounts of snake venom to completely destroy the "activity" of the godhead; this was still not enough, so he took the "Sword of God Killer" that Diana dropped on the ground and chopped the godhead into small pieces to make sauce.

A branch stretched out from the tree of destiny deep in Lin You's soul, blending with Diana's soul, and at the same time sharing the "god-killing destiny" that originally belonged to Wonder Woman.

Fate had destined Patrick Morgan to die at the hands of Wonder Woman, but now Lin You couldn't wait for Diana to wake up; and after she woke up, many things were hard to explain. So he decided to manipulate fate and cheat again.

On the blade of the "God-killing Sword", a faint and dark light flashed; as the sword was swung, the godhead that was cut into pieces continued to emit divine energy. This energy was so pure, without any impurities, and gradually merged into Diana's body under Lin You's guidance.

Although Patrick Morgan gave himself the title of God of Truth, this character was ultimately adapted from Ares, and always maintained the foundation of the Olympian God of War; giving His divine energy to Diana is the best use of it, and perhaps it can also neutralize the overly tyrannical attributes of the true god Ares.

When the energy was squeezed out, the godhead of the God of Truth was basically just a pile of residue; if it was placed somewhere else, it would probably be despised even if it was a wall made of living water. Lin You looked left and right, and finally stretched out his scepter, letting the golden snake swallow the residue in one gulp, and then put it in his stomach and slowly burned it with the fire of the small universe.

Throwing dust into the air? What good things are you thinking?
As a former online writer, the author said that he also liked the humorous and funny style of the steady flow.

After dealing with the divine nature, the treatment of the divine body does not need to be so extreme; a ball of fire is thrown over, and the little divine power remaining in the body cannot resist it at all, and it disintegrates in an instant.

In a short while, the body of the God of Truth was burned into a pile of ashes - these could be scattered, which was also a necessary sense of ritual. The ashes were scattered in the wind, floating in the air, and no one knew where they flew. Suddenly, there was a "clang" sound from under the ashes, and a burnt hourglass rolled out.

Lin You felt that it looked familiar, so he picked it up and examined it carefully; "An hourglass for the Sands of Time?"

The golden hourglass in the hands of the Queen of Time was now covered with charred stains after being burned by the raging fire; when the charred black layer on the surface of the hourglass was wiped off, when looking inside, it was found that the inside was empty, without a single grain of "sand of time".

A deep crack appeared at the thinnest joint in the middle of the hourglass, but it was not known whether it had been damaged before or was caught in the crossfire when the writer burned the divine body.

The breath of time continuously emanated from the cracks, but it was so faint that it was barely noticeable. This was probably because the "Sand of Time" had not been stored for a long time, so the breath of time contained in the hourglass itself was almost gone, and it had long since leaked out.

Lin You felt that this crack not only destroyed the beauty of the hourglass, but also completely destroyed the effectiveness of this artifact; even if new "Sand of Time" was put into it, it would be difficult for the hourglass to function as it originally did.

If the cracks are not repaired, this rare artifact may be lost in the vast river of time.

While he was thinking about it, Diana beside him made a movement; Lin You was right, just like the divinity of the true god Ares, the divine power of the God of Truth was indeed suitable for Wonder Woman, greatly speeding up her recovery.

Lin You casually threw the hourglass of time into the dimensional space, and turned around to see Diana sitting up from the ground with her hands covering her forehead; every movement of her limbs would trigger her sense of pain, causing her whole body to "freeze" for a moment from time to time.

The originally heroic female knight was also unable to control her expression and movements due to her serious injuries; at this moment, she looked so miserable, as if she had been beaten up after a hangover, and got up the next day with a splitting headache and bruises all over her body.

Fortunately, the Ophiuchus Saint next to him was very good at healing. The small universe wrapped around Diana's body, and the seemingly blazing flames did not cause any danger. Instead, it warmed her body from the inside out; not only did her body quickly relax, but her spirit was also lifted.

Diana's head shot up and she looked around.

"Where's Patrick Morgan?"

Lin You fixed his eyes on a certain spot on the ground: "It's over there. If you move quickly, you can still take a look before the last bit of ashes are blown away."

"He...is dead?"

"Of course, I made sure He was dead. I have never killed a 'God' so carefully before." Lin You lied without hesitation, "As long as you are happy."

Diana was stunned at first, then rolled her eyes in annoyance; her childish expression was truly charming in Lin You's eyes.

"If you feel uncomfortable, why don't you lie down for a while?" Lin You's voice was dry, as if he suddenly didn't know how to speak.

"Lie here?" Diana looked around and almost couldn't help rolling her eyes again. "You want me to lie down in this wasteland?"

"Of course... not." Lin You hurriedly explained, fearing that he would be misunderstood if he spoke too slowly. However, the more nervous he was, the worse he seemed to speak. "What I mean is, look at the mist around you. Breathe it in a few more times. It will be good for you."

It feels like an old drug addict trying to persuade someone to smoke.

Diana frowned slightly; although she had just woken up from a coma and didn't know the origin of the mist, for some reason, she hated the golden-red mist around her from the bottom of her heart.

"What is this?" she asked.

"The divine energy of Ares, the God of War." Lin You explained, "Remember, Patrick Morgan made a desperate attempt and blew up the true God's divine nature, knocking you unconscious. After the divine nature was shattered, the divine energy contained in it evaporated and formed these 'fogs'. You are Ares's granddaughter, and you are the only one here who has the closest relationship with them and is most compatible with the properties of this energy."

"I don't like them. In fact, I think I hate them very much." Diana gently touched a wisp of mist, then showed disgust on her face and swept the "mist" away.

Her emotions were not instinctive, but the sequelae of being exposed to the "fog" when she was unconscious. Although she was unconscious at the time, her body remembered that the violent genes in the "fog" were incompatible with her personality.

"These are the powers of the true gods. You only absorbed less than one-third of them when you were unconscious just now." Lin You continued to persuade, "This opportunity is rare. It would be a pity to waste it."

The divine power of the God of Truth has been completely integrated into Diana's body. If the remaining golden-red "mist" can be absorbed as well, a new true god-level powerhouse who is more powerful than Patrick Morgan will be created immediately.

In fact, considering the big mess Ares had caused by his previous rebellion, maybe Zeus would not object to Diana doing this, but instead go with the flow and complete the handover of the position of the God of War on the spot.

A war god who is full of innocent ideas and has a bit of chivalrous spirit, even if he is not his direct bloodline, is always more reliable than a biological son who is always thinking about rebelling.

After hearing the writer's advice, Diana struggled, but after hesitating for a moment, she shook her head firmly: "I don't want them. The more I get, the more painful it will be for me. Ares is simply a madman. Even His divinity can pollute people's hearts."

“What a pity…” Lin You knew Diana’s personality very well. He knew that this girl always had her own opinions. He couldn’t persuade her about her decision. He could only shake his head helplessly. “The power of the True God doesn’t match my attributes. I can’t transform it. Otherwise, I could find a way to remove the tyrannical gene.”

If you can't absorb it, you can only put it away temporarily and use it as a bargaining chip in the future. (End of this chapter)