Chapter 783 630: Retirement and Reconstruction

As God said.

Xibo, never worthy of trust.

Believing the mouth of a fraudster is the most foolish thing in the world.

Crash—

The surrounding Chaotic Sea Water couldn't erode this complete ultimate Death God, who had resisted the water pressure in an unconventional way.

Inside, Mohrsik said, "It's terrifying, you're not going to deceive me, right? I've entrusted my Divine Object to you and collaborated with you."

Indeed.

Mohrsik had secretly collaborated with Xibo long ago.

As a recluse, Mohrsik wasn't keen on power, and kept the Divine Object merely for self-preservation.

But Xibo, with his astounding eloquence, had thoroughly convinced Mohrsik.

He handed over his Final Death to Xibo, allowing the Death Divine Object series to merge together.

Xibo had been hiding the divine power of the death series all these years.

Until today.

"Deceived Akusu to share a life and then commit suicide... So despicable."

Mohrsik couldn't help but ask, "By the way, that final deathbed story, the lab's humble and love-deprived child, was completely unnecessary, wasn't it?"

"Of course it's necessary."

Xibo chuckled, saying with interest, "It's a very important sense of ritual."

"Deceiving him once more before death gives me pleasure."

"Just thinking that this guy remains oblivious until his dying moment makes my heart explode with joy."

Xibo's chain of deceit rendered Mohrsik speechless.

Layer upon layer, utterly despicable!

"Relax."

Xibo calmly said, "I won't target you; I said I'm a benevolent lie."

"Cold as the north wind to enemies, warm as the spring breeze to friends."

"Have you seen me betray teammates since I debuted?"

Mohrsik understood well that Xibo, the God of Fraud, was indeed an alternative God of Order, never having broken his word.

It's precisely because of this that he handed over the Final Death.

Previously, Bal, God of Life Bot, the Emperor of the Kingdom of Waves Black Sword, were all drawn to Xibo because of his trustworthiness.

"Because I know better than anyone the harms of lies, I abide by my oath."

Xibo smiled faintly, "And my reliability has earned me substantial interests..."

"Once trust collapses, with even a hint of unfaithfulness, no one will ever choose to trust me again."

"Therefore, I won't charge the price of deceit onto you."

The agreement with Mohrsik was for Mohrsik to hand over the Divine Object and for Xibo to protect Mohrsik.

What profit is there in killing him?

Not worth breaking his promise.

"You really are an odd person." Mohrsik sighed, "Nobody can understand the heart of a fraudster."

"By the way, they say the most skillful lie is nine truths and one falsehood. Was that memory you just shared true?"

"You're truly a love-deprived child, always admiring and longing for Magaras? Pursuing him for kills?"

Xibo glanced at Mohrsik speechlessly, "You're not being a death god anymore, turning into a chatterbox."

Mohrsik said, "Before I obtained the Death Divine Object, I was just as talkative."

"You're deceiving a professional fraudster?"

Xibo shook his head, "You're just silent and reserved; otherwise, the Death Divine Object wouldn't have found you."

"You're only talking so much now because you've held it in for too long."

"Perhaps." Mohrsik suddenly said, "You're changing the subject? You're indeed a love-deprived child, and with Magaras as this father, love-hate relashionship?"

"Hmm, I've heard that in the mortal world, this personality is called 'tsundere', right?"

Xibo fell silent for a moment, rendered speechless by Mohrsik.

"Then why did you come to rescue Magaras? Did you come deliberately? You knew his death would grieve you deeply, correct!" Mohrsik felt he had uncovered the truth.

"No, Magaras is a very good witness to testify my death, facilitating my feigned death escape."

"I don't believe!" Mohrsik exclaimed.

Xibo sighed, "I suddenly want to break the agreement and kill you."

"Ah?" Mohrsik shrugged, "Don't! I won't reveal your secrets."

Xibo tired of dealing with his chatter.

As the Death God, there was no power to swim in this sea, and having regressed to the tenth tier, he no longer had the ability to teleport.

In other words.

They could only lurk on the seabed, unable to escape.

Now Xibo faced an embarrassing problem: being trapped.

Perhaps they could create a world, repopulate life, and provide the power of belief?

But this wouldn't work.

Here, the water pressure—the bubble world is doomed from birth.

Without the cause and effect divine power provided by the people, he cannot start anew.

Yet Xibo found a way, capturing a newly born deep sea creator at the seabed, parasitizing on it.

"Are we unable to get out?" Mohrsik continued to babble.

"We hide on this creator."

"The God outside will definitely cook up more fish, and this deep sea creator will teleport out."

"Once it teleports, we follow it out together."

Xibo said along with Mohrsik.

After learning how to get out, Mohrsik relaxed, saying, "What do we plan once we're out? Surely Magaras was deeply moved by your deception!"

"What plans do we have once we're out?" Xibo pondered, "As the God of Fraud, my life must end perfectly."

"Since I've faked my death, I need to arrange this deception flawlessly."

"So then?"

"Dumping the cause and effect divine power at the seabed, I don't want it."

"You're giving up being the God of Fraud?"

"The God of Fraud is already dead, I want to perfect this lie; this little cost is acceptable."

"Then are you giving up being the Death God?"

"I don't want to be the Death God either, I've already completed the most perfect fake death deception, Magaras will live in pain forever, next, I'm retiring, just like Surya and their duo."

Obviously, he's realized that the God now is invincible.

So he's ready to let go of obsession and gracefully bow out, then travel around, retiring like the other gods.

If Surya can retire, why can't he?

"You want Magaras to spend the rest of his life in repentance, living in pain? You do care about Magaras, huh."

"Scram!"

"You said, the two of us are just another Surya duo."

...

In the vast void.

Magaras appeared somewhat dazed.

His memory lingered at the moment of death, and the myriad memories and events transmitted by Xibo were fiercely assaulting his mind.

He could do nothing but continuously absorb and digest.

After a long while, Magaras silently turned away, his expression immensely complicated, with a flash of remorse.

"Xibo... risked his life just to resurrect me?"

...

Super Universe.

"Almost there, time to cultivate the fish."

Within the Divine Hall, Liu Jun sat in the garden, silently contemplating.

Surrounded by words of birds and fragrance of flowers, in the distance, the Goddess of Destiny was bragging with Cain, fervently discussing God's impressive first battle.

"After cultivating fish, place a dish of fish meat at the center of the cosmos."

"Leave it without eating, to lure fish from the seabed, teleporting into this universe."

Thus, the "cosmic expansion theory" runs perfectly here.

That piece of fish meat hanging there is like fishing!

Deep within the vast and varied seas, once a fish exceeds 1000 light years and possesses the might for teleportation, it will instantly move into this universe and explode.

From this moment, this universe will expand every minute, every second.

Void, infinitely immense.

The number of oceans and lakes cannot be counted; these lakes supplying fish will converge in this super universe.

"The ceiling of this universe has been raised."

Liu Jun ordered Fortuna nearby to start fish cultivation, turning local lakes into fish ponds.

The carp leaps over the dragon gate, soon to become regularized.

Fortuna nodded, "Xibo and their left behind large planetary seabed is a good place, can serve as a transit for cultivating fish!"

She began working with other retired gods to put this into practice.

Every little thing was waiting to flourish.

After giving instructions on fish cultivation, Liu Jun began contemplating,

"The perfect eleventh stage seems to be sitting in a pot!"

"My mushroom soup, its source has become somewhat clear."

Liu Jun pondered deeply.

However, the exact shape remains, needing the first batch of carp to leap over the dragon gate, to slaughter fish and feed the second, third real eleventh stage.

After all, before, the first Creator God who groped across the river had too many unclear bad data.

Liu Jun was about to delve into thoughts when suddenly news came from outside of a visitor's arrival.

Liu Jun looked closely and saw it was Surya and the parallel Longevity God, that street rogue duo came for a visit.

"Surya, huh?" Liu Jun's eyes gleamed for a moment, realizing the last few divine objects were on their person.