Chapter 2082: Yaksha (5)

Translator : Raz P., White Sky

“So what? I’m now an undead. I, along with the race of the undead, stood on a united front with the devils. My hands are covered with the blood of the gods. Everything can no longer be reversed.” Yaksha leaned against the wall and laughed at his muddleheaded self.

He yearned for the acknowledgement of the God Race, but there was no longer the God Race to accept him. Even he, the king of the undead, had become the target of the hatred of many races…

“What about the undead? I don’t know why the Lord God seems to have abandoned the undead, but I believe that as long as the undead stops violating the will of the deceased, turning them into puppets They also had pleasure, anger, sorrow, joy, as well as loved ones.

They also yearned for light and hope that they would be accepted by the God Race.

Yaksha stared at Shen Yanxiao in surprise. From the beginning, he just regarded Shen Yanxiao as a chess piece to have Xiu show himself, but it was such a chess piece that said something that made his heart palpitate with excitement. To be accepted by the God Race was the wish of Yaksha and all the undead.

However, after a moment of excitement, Yaksha once again showed a look of despair.

“The Lord God is missing, the God Race has fallen; who will accept the undead now? In the end, the undead is simply an abandoned race that everyone can’t bear to look at.”

Shen Yanxiao raised her nger and pointed to Xiu.

“Xiu will! You all say that the strongest among the gods is Xiu, besides the Lord God. The war between the gods and devils was also led by him. As long as you guarantee that the undead will no longer resurrect the dead into puppets, Xiu can accept you on behalf of the God Race.”

Representative of the God Race or whatnot, wasn’t this thing too simple! Not counting the Lord God that had long disappeared to who knows where, Xiu was the strongest superior god.

Now there were only three gods at present…

Shen Siyu was her older brother, and he totally had no reason not to support his younger sister’s man. The Dragon God was just a sandbag for

Xiu. If he dared to oppose Xiu, he would be beaten to death!

Shen Yanxiao’s proposal stunned Yaksha. He looked distracted for a long time before he looked up at Xiu’s cold face.

The great god had a wooden face; he was as cold as ice and frost.

Shen Yanxiao turned her head and blinked her big limpid eyes at him. Her actions were coquettish, quite lacking moral integrity.

Xiu took a faint look at Shen Yanxiao and then turned his head to the blank Yaksha.

“If you can make sure that the undead abide by the agreement, on behalf of the God Race, I will accept the existence of the undead. The undead will enjoy the same right to exist as the other races.” Xiu’s voice was not very loud and his tone didn’t have any uctuations.

But every word was like a scalding hot soldering iron that left marks on Yaksha’s soul.

Yaksha, who had been repressing his emotions for thousands of years, nally broke out in tears in silence

at this moment.

Like a child, he curled himself up into a ball with his face buried deep in his arms, choking with tears.

He did not remember how long he had been looking forward to this. He had been hoping that he would be recognized by the God Race again. He thought he would never have such a chance in his life.

When he switched to Satan’s side, he thought he would be enemies with the God Race for the rest of his life.

But unexpectedly, hope nally came again.

Shen Yanxiao looked silently at Yaksha whose emotions had gone out of control, and felt some sadness in

her heart.Who could connect the cold and cruel Ancestor of the Undead with the choking gure in front of her now?

In the end, where on earth did that Lord God, who was really good at tossing people around, go? Why did he suddenly disappear?

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