The country asked you to farm, you planted corn cannons

Chapter 379: Killing and destroying the heart

Under the merciless mental torture of the Dream God, Hephaestus's heart gradually collapsed.

The dream ruthlessly tore open the most secret wounds in his heart, showing him the pain of being abandoned and spurned by the gods over and over again.

"Shut up! That's enough!" Hephaestus roared in pain, covering his ears, but the voice of the Dream God was pervasive.

"Admit it, isn't your biggest fear in your heart just to be despised and spurned again? The power you pursue is just to prove the value of your existence."

The Dream God is ruthless, revealing the inner shadow of Hephaestus.

He was once exiled by the Gods and the trauma of being betrayed by his relatives pierced his heart like a sharp knife.

He was curled up in the dream scene in embarrassment, unable to distinguish between reality and fiction.

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded in the dream:

"Hephaestus, my dear master... you went astray because you made mistakes. I know that is not all you have."

Hephaestus raised his head in surprise and saw an extraordinary and handsome god appearing in front of him.

That image...

This figure really made him feel very familiar.

This is his disciple, the first god to die in his hands.

He saw at a glance that this was an image created by Oniliyi.

But, I don’t know why.

He gradually lost the idea of ​​resistance.

Looking at the scenes in front of me that were born out of nightmares.

He sighed deeply and knelt motionless.

"You were once the greatest craftsman among the gods, and your hand of creation was the origin of many lives... You were exiled because you went astray, but your talents and original intentions have never been questioned."

The scene created by Oniliyi was lifelike, and the sound was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, falling like rain, which shook Hephaestus's heart.

And as Xiang narrated, the Dream God presented his glorious moments in the past scene by scene, like a dream.

"I...yes, I was once the most respected craftsman among the gods...my creative hands created countless lives..."

Hephaestus muttered to himself, his eyes darkened.

"녦...what happened later...that made me fall to this point? I even became addicted in pursuit of power and did too many wrong things."

"I destroyed my most cherished one with my own hands... and destroyed the tower I built..."

Hephaestus saw from the scene the scenery he once had when he was alone, and also saw the way he crazily destroyed everything after his fall.

His heart was burning like a prairie fire.

"Yes, you have fallen, you have gone astray."

Oniliyi said slowly,

"But...that doesn't mean you will forever be deformed."

“The mistakes of the past don’t mean you can never rekindle the light within you.”

"Every life deserves to be forgiven and re-examined, even yours is no exception."

"Let go of your fears and obsessions, God of Craftsmen. Face your dark side bravely, and look directly at the light in your heart."

Onilii's words moistened Hephaestus' dry heart like rain and dew.

At that moment, a tiny crack appeared in Hephaestus's heart!

The creative instinct and desire for perfection that belongs only to God gradually revived in his heart...

"Maybe...I can start over...?"

Hephaestus whispered, as if asking a question to himself.

"Yes, you can always start over."

Oniliyi smiled and said slightly: "Let go of hatred and fear, face your own heart, and rediscover the noble and pure original intention..."

...

At the same time, Li Yang and Luo An in reality saw this scene through the projection of the Dream God.

The two looked at each other for a long time before Luo An finally asked:

"What...are you doing?"

"Isn't the Dream God here to seek revenge? Is this... trying to persuade Hephaestus to abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side?!"

"If the real villain is moved by such a few words, he will be off the mark."

As he said that, he looked up at the phantom of the dream god who was standing next to him and had been acting as a camera, and cast a questioning look at 돗.

The shadow smiled and did not give any explanation for what he did.

Li Yang on the side shook his head and smiled helplessly:

"Go on and look at it. If the evil-doing Hephaestus is moved by these few words, that would be called abstract."

"Is this...really okay?" Luo An frowned:

"According to Demeter, that guy has fallen so deeply, I'm afraid he's not a good guy who can be persuaded with just a few words, right?"

Li Yang pondered for a moment and said slowly:

"After all, he is a god who can control dreams. After being affected by his power, every unforgettable memory in his mind will be extracted and woven into a dream."

"It's not so much that I'm trying to persuade people to be truthful, kind, and beautiful..."

"It would be better to say that this guy is more capable of killing people and killing people."

"It's just that it's not certain whether Hephaestus will do this or not."

"Oh, look, it's already started over there."

Hearing what Li Yang said, Luo An quickly turned his head and looked towards Oniliyi's realm.

...

In this world, Hephaestus is like an elementary school student who has done something wrong and is waiting to be punished.

Kneeling on the ground, he kept repeating the mistakes he had made before.

After repenting for a long time, he raised his hand tremblingly and held the hand extended by his disciple.

"Look, as long as you can reform yourself, you will have another chance!"

"Everyone will forgive you for what you did before! No matter how many mistakes you made, you can make up for it!"

The disciple's voice also became obviously excited, and it seemed that he was happy for his master in his heart.

Hephaestus held his disciple's hand and asked in disbelief:

"Really..."

"Really... Is there still a chance to make up for it?"

The disciple's mouth corners grinned at a strange angle:

"Of course!"

"As long as you change me back to my original state..."

As soon as the voice fell, the disciple's whole body suddenly split from the middle.

Black tentacles protruded from the cracks like giant tongues, and the metal bones "crackled" and burst.

Scarlet blood mixed with black oil sprayed all over Hephaestus' face.

"You look familiar with this look, right, Master!"

"Look at what you have done!"

The hideous monster wailed, and its entire body melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a short while, it rotted into a pool of meat mixed with metal debris.

Hephaestus was still kneeling in the same place, his eyes were dull and his face was ashen.

The corners of his mouth couldn't stop twitching, and he couldn't control it and raised his head.

A moment later, a sharp and piercing laugh suddenly broke out:

"Puff..."

"Hahahahahaha!"