I am God Chapter 24: : Do you choose to be a human or a weirdo

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In the forest.

A man who turned into a demon insect and a dragon who turned into a human looked at each other.

At this moment, Helfas suddenly had a strong suspicion in his heart, whether he was really a weirdo like the other party.

He just forgot about the past and had a dream in which he thought he was a human being.

Helfas looked at the dragon: "The form of God?"

The dragon told him: "If there is anyone whose appearance is worth imitating among the legendary gods, then this is the only one."

The dragon boy walked barefoot and naked on the road, lowering his head.

It seemed to like this look. He admired his body, then raised his head and looked at Helfas.

“And it’s much more convenient to be like this, and it’s more suitable for communication. After all, some of us don’t even have mouths and the ability to make sounds.”

Herfas: "Have you seen gods?"

Long: "I just heard about it from elsewhere."

The dragon walked forward step by step, chattering endlessly with Helfas. It seemed to regard Helfas as a special kind of weirdness and communicated with him as a kindred spirit.

When a weirdo has wisdom, the word it is no longer applicable, and perhaps it should be called him.

The dragon's attitude was a little enthusiastic, as if what happened just now didn't exist, or that the lightning that struck down was just an ordinary way of saying hello.

Of course he felt that Helfas should be on his side, not his enemy. At least he felt that Helfas should not be on the Dragon Man's side.

This made Helfas feel a little strange.

Even awkward.

Helfas turned his head and looked in the direction of the dragon's cave: "Why did you arrange that ceremony in the cave, and why did you turn those people into bronze statues?"

Long: "The question you asked is very strange. Haven't you experienced this personally before?"

"Don't you remember the ceremony and the form of God?"

Helfas followed his words: "I don't remember."

Long Ye remembered something and said with some empathy.

"Yes, I don't even remember what happened to me in the past."

"When those guys created me, they left this ritual on the ground. The specific steps were not told to me at all."

"So when I finally implemented it, I found that it was always wrong, but I didn't know where the mistake was."

Long looked at Helfas: "Don't you even remember what you have changed?"

Helfas shook his head: "I don't remember."

The dragon that turned into a boy looked at Helfas excitedly and said loudly: "Maybe you are also a dragon?"

Helfas responded with a smile and said: "Maybe!"

But from what Long said just now, Helfas already knew a lot of information.

At least, he understood what the ritual was for.

This also gave Helfas a chill in his heart.

That ritual was actually used to create strange beings with intelligence. He suddenly remembered those monsters he saw on the night of the full moon, those terrifying entities that controlled laws and celestial phenomena.

What would the world look like if all these weirdos had intelligence?

Is it better?

Or worse?

He didn't know, but seeing the wise dragon in front of him and what he did, he really couldn't think of anything good.

Helfas has always maintained the form of a biphasic demonic insect, and that powerful power is slowly draining from his body at any time. If it is not transformed back in time, it will probably not take a while. The Bipolar Demonic Insect will passively transform into a tree form.

Helfas was very hesitant at this moment. He was talking to the dragon to stall for time, and at the same time he knew that the longer he delayed, the weaker he became.

He was hesitating in his heart, but knew that he had to make a choice immediately.

Do you want to take action?

After taking action, is there any chance of winning?

If you were prepared beforehand and laid a trap.

Helfas may still try to fight the opponent, but now his side has used all his methods, all the arrangements are revealed, more than half of his strength has been consumed, but in front of him is an intact dragon.

Although the other dragon is dying now, maybe it can get up and fight again later.

Herfas immediately concluded that there was no chance, and fighting would only completely anger the dragon in front of him.

It is impossible to defeat him, and you may be dragged to death here.

Even most of the people from the Black Iron Tribe cannot return alive. Even though they seem to have run far away, for the dragon, it is just a flick of its wings.

He immediately devised another strategy.

Herfas very boldly put away the power of the Biphasic Demonic Insect Face and revealed his true appearance.

He looked at the other dying dragon in the distance and apologized to the young dragon in front of him.

It seems as if he completely agrees with the words of the dragon in front of him, agrees that he is also a weirdo, and thinks that they are the same.

"Sorry!"

"I didn't know this dragon was following you. It had a conflict with me before and caused me some harm."

"Recently, it killed people from my tribe and robbed my things."

"So this time I gathered some people to teach it a lesson."

Helfas deliberately spoke as if he didn't know that the dragon in front of him was responsible for the things that happened in the mines and the Weaving Tribe, and put all the responsibility on the dragon lying softly on the ground.

But the young man Long didn't feel conscious at all, he said with a grin.

"If you are talking about the recent things, I did it."

He scratched his hair.

"Because the metal you created can make my body more adaptable to lightning, allowing lightning to be transmitted and released faster, and become more powerful."

"In addition, I was looking for materials for the ceremony, so I picked up some by the way."

"But I took your things and used the mortal materials you collected as my own ritual materials without authorization. It must be my fault."

"But it doesn't matter, I can grab another batch for you from outside. Anyway, these materials are everywhere outside."

The young dragon looked at the dying dragon and shook his head.

"As for this stupid thing, it knows nothing, just like us before, stupidly remembering nothing."

"It was the first dragon I met when I came from the north. When it saw me, it flew towards me and stretched out its claws towards me."

"I think."

"It should feel very friendly after seeing you, just like me, and wants to make friends with you!"

"Wait until it has wisdom, then you can give it a good beating."

The young man looked a little shy and embarrassed.

But listening to his "innocent and immature words", Herfas knew very well that this shyness and clarity would only be shown to those he considered "the same kind".

In front of mortals, he is just an evil dragon.

He is very young and very powerful, there is no conflict between the two.

He is shy, naive and cruel. To those he thinks are not the same kind, he will show his cruelty like a snowstorm in the cold winter.

Helfas made the invitation, as if he really regarded the dragon in front of him as a friend.

"The metal you are talking about is called black iron."

"It's a metal I created by combining the surrounding minerals with my special power."

The young dragon immediately moved closer to Helfas and praised him greatly for refining the black iron.

"Yes, it's that kind of black metal."

"It's called black iron?"

"I need it very much, but it's just too little. The little bit I swallowed doesn't feel at all."

"It would be nice if there were more."

Helfas said: "If you need it, I can find a way to provide you with more."

A smile appeared on Young Long's face. He was not polite at all, or he didn't even know what politeness was.

He only knew that he wanted that thing, he wanted it very, very much.

"Really? Actually, I have always wanted to ask you for it, but you were hiding in that canyon."

"There seems to be a strange power there, and I don't like it."

Herfas: "Of course it's true."

The young dragon couldn't wait: "Then I'll wait for you outside your lair. How long will it take?"

He is like a child, once he has a desire or idea, he can't wait to achieve it.

I don’t know what tolerance is, nor what waiting is.

Herfas: "There are many steps to refining black iron, and manufacturing is also very difficult."

"And I smelt and forge it through the craftsmen of my tribe. It takes a lot of people to make a small amount of black iron."

"What you need is definitely not a small amount, and it is definitely not something that will be available in a short while."

"Need to wait."

The young man nodded, understanding that Black Iron could not be obtained immediately, but he was still very disappointed and impatient.

"It seems like those materials have some other uses besides being used as materials?"

However, regarding Helfas's method of letting mortals refine black iron, the young dragon laughed and said loudly.

"No wonder you raised them?"

Helfas said to the dragon: "So they are also a kind of wealth and should be carefully cared for rather than slaughtered arbitrarily."

It seemed that the young man Long had heard such a statement and theory for the first time, but he thought it made sense: "You are right, if they can make black iron, they can't just waste it."

Helfas put away the Pot of Black Marsh, and the two of them walked back together.

Two godlike beings passed through this dangerous dark jungle.

Whether it was a beast or something weird, everyone who felt the aura of the two people started to give way.

While leaving, Helfas guided the dragon to tell more information.

At the same time.

He also activated his power of peering into the soul to obtain more useful things.

This is also the first time Helfas has used such an ability on weird things. Even if most weird things are read by mind readers, they are basically chaos or some chaotic things.

It does not play a big role in what Helfas wants to achieve.

It's like it's hard to know how a piece of meat will twitch when it's electrocuted.

What Helfas didn’t expect was.

This special ability that he had tried repeatedly with other intelligent ordinary people without being noticed by anyone was actually sensed by the dragon in front of him.

Helfas: "I saw that the thunder and lightning you released before was really a very powerful ability."

Young Dragon: "I can absorb and store thunder and lightning from the clouds, and later I can release them, and even control the shape and range of thunder, but..."

The young dragon was a little proud, but he did not continue, but Helfas heard it in his mind.

"But I need to release the extraordinary metal organs I control in order to shape the shape and range of the electric field and thunder and fire."

Helfas: "You said you came from the north, then..."

He was reading with the power of mind reading, and suddenly a piece of information flowed into his consciousness.

"Herfas seems to be looking inside my head?"

A piece of information was passed into Helfas's mind. He was also a little stunned, but his expression remained calm.

But the young man didn't hide anything and looked at him with a strange look.

"I feel like you are looking inside my head, which makes me feel very uncomfortable."

Herfas did not hide it, but spoke half-truthfully.

"Same as your ability, it is an ability of mine. I can feel whether the people around me have good intentions or bad intentions toward me."

"This way I will know who is my friend and who is my enemy."

The young dragon said with interest. He was even more sure that Helfas was a special kind of weirdo: "Then do you think I am your friend or your enemy?"

Helfas said: "I think we might become friends."

The young man Long was very happy and nodded: "I think so too."

Herfas stopped using his mind-reading power: "I'm looking forward to it too."

Unknowingly.

The two walked through the jungle and through the tunnel.

It was at this time that the dragon in front of him restrained his breath with fear.

I don’t know if I’m afraid of the huge pit in the distance or the weird territory with giant vines on the side.

After passing through the tunnel.

Farmland and lakes appeared in the distance, as well as the looming Grand Canyon.

Herfas invited the young dragon: "Would you like to go in and have a look."

The young man Long shook his head and said with certainty: "I feel very bad inside, and I don't want to go in."

Herfas couldn't persuade him, and even saying too much might make the other party feel disgusted or even suspicious, so he gave up.

Young man Long stood at the entrance of the tunnel: "I'm waiting for you outside. I need to bring more of that black iron out!"

Herfas: "I will find a way as soon as possible."

At this moment, the young man Long suddenly asked him: "Will you really be my friend?"

Helfas looked at him and said matter-of-factly.

"Of course, we are the same."

He asked the other party with a smile: "Isn't it?"

The young man kept nodding his head: "Yes, we are the same."

Even if he is weird, he still longs for companions.

Helfas didn't know why the dragon in front of him came here, but he knew why the other party held the ceremony and why he wanted to create another dragon with wisdom.

He longs for another existence like him, and longs for a companion.

Sure enough, in the end, the dragon boy mentioned another dragon to Helfas.

"When it also has wisdom, there will be three of us in this place."

Helphas nodded with a smile, turned around and left.

But when he turned around, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

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Standing on the sentry tower in the canyon and looking into the distance.

You can see the dragon in the distance, lying on the top of the tunnel mountain leading outside. Although he has restrained his aura, his huge body and scales shine so brightly in the sun.

The people of the Black Iron Tribe dare not go out at all. Even if someone dares to go out, they will be driven back by the dragon.

The people running back outside were so frightened that they lost their minds and shouted in fear.

"The dragon won't let us out and says we must smelt black iron for him."

"It stunned several people."

"It tells us to quickly hand over the black iron to him."

The entire tribe was blocked and people were in panic.

However, at least the dragon has not killed anyone from the Black Iron Tribe.

He seemed to have listened to Helfas's words, people are wealth, people can smelt black iron.

He knew that these people were the wealth of Helfas, and he could not kill them casually.

This also allowed these people to escape by chance.

The businessman stood on the sentry tower and looked at the dragon. Another seriously injured dragon was also captured by the opponent and blocked the entrance of the tunnel like the dragon boy's slave.

He just looked at it, his eyes filled with hatred.

But thinking about it, whether it was that night, whether it was when the dragon was rounded up, or now.

He always looked like this.

It seems that I can only look at it like this.

Herfas, who had just returned, now came to the back of his residence, which was connected to the lake.

He stood alone by the lake, sank the Pot of Black Swamp into the lake, and watched it float to the middle of the water.

This sealed object has been damaged, but it is not irreversible. You just need to repair it yourself.

Helfas stood by the lake, looking at the projection below the water.

This was the first time he looked at his appearance so seriously.

Suddenly.

A ripple came.

The ripples shattered Helfas' appearance, making it impossible for him to see his own appearance clearly.

Helfas turned around and saw the businessman walking towards him.

He nodded: "Businessman!"

The businessman looked at Helfas: "I have something to ask you."

Herfas: "There is no need to be so polite between you and me. Just talk directly."

The businessman simply said, "Helfas, everyone in the tribe said that you have reached an agreement with the dragon."

Herfas looked at the businessman: "Why, I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill my promise."

The businessman nodded, not hiding his emotions at all.

"I hate that dragon so much, I want it dead."

"However, I also understand that you are responsible for the life and death of everyone in the entire tribe. Compared to hatred, letting everyone live is more important."

"If you had made another decision, I wouldn't think you were wrong."

"I will be disappointed and sad, and I will still hate that dragon, but I won't think you did anything wrong."

The businessman looked directly at Helfas's face, looking into his black eyes.

"Compared to this, I am more worried about another thing."

Herfas: "What are you worried about?"

The businessman hesitated for a while before finally speaking.

"Herfas."

"Do you choose to be a human being?"

"Still...becoming a weirdo."

The businessman is the first friend Helfas met, and he can also be said to be the person who knows him best.

Helfas pursed his lips and seemed to be smiling, but the businessman knew that he was usually very serious when he showed such an expression.

"I built this place."

"Businessman!"

Helfas turned around and looked at the houses and everyone in them.

He looked at the children breaking breadfruit under the warehouse and at the women weaving.

Said to the businessman very seriously.

"Everyone here was recruited by me, and I watched the children here grow up little by little."

"I know what I want to do, and I know what to do."

"This has nothing to do with who I am or where I come from."

Helfas said: "I am Helfas, which means...the black-haired person"

Finally, his gaze was fixed in the direction of the dragon.

The dragon may really regard Helfas as a kindred spirit, but this does not mean that he is completely unwary, just like he refused to enter the canyon before.

He is also guarding himself, and he makes no secret of his greed and desire.

Helfas was even sure that if he couldn't hand over enough black iron, he would steal it.

And even if I asked him to give up the ritual of making another dragon possess wisdom and give up using people as materials, he couldn't agree to it.

He understands.

This cannot be mitigated.