After Summoning Players, I Became the Immortal Dao Supreme

Author's note: The author is still in recovery after surgery and cannot update daily. Apologies.

Jian Shiyan, a figure in the cultivation world, inspires mixed opinions. Grand cultivators...

Chapter 98 The Seed of God (5)

Chapter 98 The Seed of God (5)

Layers of thunderclouds gathered over the Ice State, and lightning struck from time to time.

Wow——

The lightning illuminates the world!

In the snowstorm, Hong Xian carried her puppet clone and dodged left and right. Her figure was like a ghost. In the vast snowstorm, she was like a light spot swaying on the water surface in summer, existing but not clear.

Snow fell on her eyelashes, but only a drop of water was left. She breathed very lightly, and in the cold air, only a wisp of white mist seeped out between her lips and teeth. From a distance, her eyebrows and eyes were like smoke, light, faint, and cold.

"Bang!"

A [Zhong] suddenly rushed towards Hongxian. It was so fast that snowflakes were left behind. Before Hongxian could react, it rushed into her sight! It was almost sticking to her!

The body reacted before the mind did, raising the arm, "Zheng——"

She blocked the lightning sneak attack of [Zhong]!

He used the force to jump, turned over and landed steadily in his arms holding the puppet clone!

“Damn it!”

Seeing four or five more [Zhong] chasing after her, Hongxian gritted her teeth, ripped off her cuffs, and strapped the puppet directly to her body. She drank a bottle of blood-red liquid, and the next second, her body changed.

The skin was covered with hard scales, several flexible arms grew from the waist, and more eyes grew on the cheeks.

Hongxian gradually lost her human appearance and her expression became stiff, but her behavior was not rude and she still retained her rationality. The puppet clone slept quietly on her, and she used her newly grown arms to tightly wrap around him.

Run! Run! Run forward!

[Zhong] The more I chased, the more they came, from a few to dozens, then hundreds! They gathered like a white tide! They rushed over, overwhelming the sky!

Hongxian used breathing techniques to absorb spiritual energy, thus relieving the pain of her ruptured meridians. She didn't dare slow down, leaping forward, using the momentum to counterattack and kill several [Zhong]! Run! Run like hell!

The distance between them is shortening!

Each of the [Zhong] had a creepy smile on its lips, its dark eyes without whites fixed on Hong Xian. They supported their bodies with their limbs, front and back, gathering strength in the strange posture of a frog hunting.

Hongxian ran forward desperately, catching a glimpse of them from the corner of her eye. She saw the [Zhong] leaping high into the air in extremely strange postures! They bared their teeth and claws, and rushed towards her with their huge mouths wide open! Under the vast snow and wind, their teeth reflected the white light!

Seeing the fierce attack, Hongxian broke off one of his arms, used it as a dart, and swept it heavily towards the [Zhong] men!

Boom!

Dozens of [Zhong] that were chasing closely were swept away!

Without waiting for her to catch her breath, the remaining [Zhong] rushed towards her desperately. The smiles on their mouths deepened, and the cracks on their mouths became bigger and bigger until two rows of sharp fangs were completely exposed!

escape?

[Zhong] is surrounded from all sides, with nowhere to escape!

Fear? No, she wasn't afraid of fighting, she was just—

"Damn it! Why don't you do it!"

The answer she got was a loud "boom"!

The explosive pack buried in Shuijingzhu was detonated!

Snowflakes flew wildly, and countless [Zhong] were blown over and scattered all over the ground. They fell to the ground in a crooked manner, with a weird smile frozen on their faces!

The snow is still falling.

The other [Zhong] rushed forward, lying on the remains of their own kind, biting them with big mouthfuls, blood foam splattering, and the mucus between their sharp teeth turned into silver threads.

Hongxian's six pairs of eyes shrank at the same time. She stood straight against the strong wind brought by the explosion. The violent explosions were like the end of the world. Her eardrums were vibrating with "boom boom" sounds, like her heartbeat.

Something was approaching through the snow, rustling and trying to break through Zhong's defense line. A hole was torn in the white tide, and something was coming in groups, squeezing into Zhong's encirclement little by little.

From time to time, there were the crunching sounds of bones being chewed and the muffled sounds of bodies colliding. Something was being torn and chewed, and something was bearing the fierce attack, stepping on the corpses of its companions, approaching Hong Xian step by step.

Finally, I saw a glimpse of the outline——

Under the heavy snow and wind, giant "spiders" are connected head to tail, pulling each other together, like a sharp sword inserted into the white tide. Wherever they go, a thin gap appears in the tide.

Countless [Zhong] were roaring and pouncing, biting a certain spider, and more spiders stepped over the bodies of their companions, advancing slowly at a slow but unstoppable pace.

They have no fear. To carry out the orders of their "mothers", they go forward one after another and use their bodies to push open a passage for life.

One hundred meters, ten meters, getting closer and closer!

Hong Xian split several [Zhong], stepped on the corpses, used the force to jump up, and threw the puppet to the spider in the middle of the spider group. He was overwhelmed by the countless [Zhong] that pounced on him.

The giant spider sprayed out a sticky liquid, wrapping the puppet layer by layer. The mucus gradually hardened, and the puppet was like being wrapped in a layer of white plaster, being firmly protected.

At the same time, the spiders raised their heads, their blue eyes staring coldly at [Zhong].

[Following Mother's instructions, bring Bai He back to the sect intact]

Their claws rub against each other, making sounds of the same frequency, rustling and rustling, just like the autumn wheat fields, with the wind blowing and the heavy ears of wheat rubbing against each other.

The long legs that stood up formed a passage, and the puppet clone was pushed on the legs and moved slowly, bit by bit.

The spider legs were curled up, flashing silver light under the wind and snow, like a flowing stream. The puppet slowly slid into the distance along the "water flow".

He slept quietly in his hard plaster-like shell, breathing slowly, as if he was immersed in a sweet dream.

Outside the dream, the spiders were agitated. The outermost spiders sacrificed themselves, using their massive bodies to knock [Zhong] away! Those disgusting monsters were blocked in the outer circle by the spiders' suicidal attacks. They roared and attacked the spiders desperately, but one died, and there were still several. The spiders in the outer circle fell and were eaten, but the spiders in the inner circle pushed forward again, filling the outer circle again.

[For the glory of my mother! Fight, fight, fight!]

Biting and tearing, the white tide rushed towards the spider group frantically.

Crash, boom!

The spiders fell one by one, but the puppet was still floating in the "water flow". He moved faster and faster, his spider legs stretched forward, his white shell swayed up and down, and he rushed out of the white frenzy at an extremely fast and unimaginable speed!

call.

A snowflake fell.

Dozens of giant wolves in armor rushed out. The leading giant wolf had a wisp of red hair on his forehead. He grabbed the puppet clone in his mouth. The other wolves cleared the way for him and surrounded him. They formed a magic circle and ran forward in an orderly manner.

The spider group stopped most of the [Zhong], but many [Zhong] still pounced on the giant wolves. The leading giant wolf ran for his life and did not fight. The other giant wolves either turned around to block the pursuers, or rushed up to bite the [Zhong], or directly ignited the explosives on their bodies, boom!

In the firelight, the giant wolf saw the broken ice wall. He exerted force suddenly and shot out like an arrow. At the same time, he threw the puppet clone in his mouth to the player who came to pick it up. He turned around, growled, and pounced towards [Zhong]!

Stop the enemy! Buy more time!

One after another, the players finally got the white crane back!

During the battle, Bai He suddenly fainted, and the players who had lost their Nascent Soul combat power were defeated. In order to defend the last line of defense of the sect and to keep those disgusting things out of the sect master's hall, the players voted unanimously in favor of the fluorescent protein proposal.

Surround the ice field occupied by [Zhong] and use parasitic eggs to digest them all!

A large piece of flesh was bitten off Zhuge Chufeng's cheek. He faced the bloody wound and looked at the devastated sect, roaring angrily, "According to the plan—kill them all!"

The tide, the white tide is gathering.

Players are also gathering.

A [Zhong] crawled over the large bluestone engraved with [Ningwu Sect] and dripped dirty saliva onto the stone. The pupils of many players present contracted.

The sect they built brick by brick, their novice village, their home!

The anger is burning!

The [Zhong]s lay on the ground, pressed down by the thick snow, stretching their necks and twisting their bodies to look at the players. Their huge mouths, with the corners of their mouths hooked up at both ends, formed the most standard smile. Their dark eyes stared straight at the players, without any emotion, only pure appetite.

Zhuge Chufeng also smiled. His smile was similar to [Zhong]'s, cold and full of malice, but with a little more human anger.

"Giant Wolf Soldier, follow the plan and run."

As soon as the words fell, several transformed giant wolves ran in all directions under the cover of the synthetic monsters. They were extremely fast and each of them was carrying a player on their backs. Those players did not actively attack the enemy, but used the weapons in their hands to shoot down the [Zhong] that dared to pounce on them.

Hei Bai Zhou rode on Shen Hong's back, facing the vast wind and snow. He could hear Shen Hong's heavy breathing. In order to rescue Bai He, Shen Hong was seriously injured. After a simple treatment, he joined the battle again. Shen Hong was panting heavily with every step, like a large dog with a cold. When he coughed, his body would tremble.

"How are you?"

Crimson coughed but didn't slow down, "It's okay, just do your thing and don't worry about me."

Hei Baizhu knew that the best help at this moment was to complete the task at hand as quickly as possible. He took out paper bags, leaned over, and scattered the powder in the bags on the ice and snow.

[Zhong] was chasing after him relentlessly. He grabbed the crimson fur and hung in the air. The strong wind mixed with snow particles hit his face. For a moment, his mind was silent, without anxiety or other emotions.

The powder was sprinkled down and fixed with ice control techniques, completing a whole set of movements smoothly.

Crimson was running, and Black and White Daylight was sprinkling powder all the way. Finally, they finished the prescribed route. Black and White Daylight breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at the ground. There was a winding ice line, which was particularly spectacular under the sunlight.

He patted Crimson's body, indicating that his work was done.

Crimson was very happy and coughed twice. He asked Hei Bai Zhou, "Fight?"

It was impossible for a single wolf and a single person to break through the blockade of the [Zhong], as there were thousands of [Zhong] gathered behind them.

Hei Bai Zhou drew out the black sword that Jian Shi Yuan had given him, a smile on his face, "Okay."

Crimson roared and bit the bag in his mouth. His body underwent some changes again. Sharp horns grew on his head, his teeth became longer, and hard nails grew on all four claws.

"Let's see who kills more. If you beat me, I'll log off and give you a red envelope."

"Then you're doomed. Get your red envelopes ready."

Even if they face death, they remain calm.

The smell of blood, the air is full of the smell of blood.

I don’t know how long it took, but the ice field suddenly exploded deep inside, and countless snow rolled down, submerging everything.

Thunderclouds gathered in the sky, and a giant magic circle appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Zhuge Chufeng looked at the sky and roared madly, "Use the formation to melt the snow - and attract the thunder!"

Without his command, the players activated the magic circle!

I saw a beam of light shooting up into the sky!

A huge cold-repelling formation that blocks out the wind and snow appears, and the orange-red flames evaporate into a thin mist. Amidst the swirling water vapor, the appearing magic formation directly bursts out with intense light!

It seems to be burning! The ice and snow are burning! No one can stop it! No one can stop it!

The falling snow particles were scattered, and where the red light covered, the ice and snow melted, turned into water and evaporated into mist. Everything was burning and boiling. Countless white mists rose, covering half of the ice field into a fairyland.

"Ice Control Technique! Start—"

Dozens of players formed a magic circle, with the players in the center choosing to transcend the tribulation, using the power of the thunder tribulation to increase their energy. These players wanted to freeze a snow cover over the ice field, but their own strength alone was far from enough.

Blood shot up into the sky, and they swore a blood oath. Thunder struck, its immense power stimulating the players' meridians. Even with their pain senses turned off, they could still feel the tingling sensation of electricity coursing through their veins.

They endured the discomfort and manipulated the ice control technique at the same time, condensing water vapor into ice and shaping the ice into a shield.

An amazing scene appeared!

A semicircular ice cover appeared above the ice field. It was so huge that it covered all the [loyalties] tightly, without leaving a single one out.

Everything is ready.

Fluorescent Protein walked out and stood among the players. Except for her, all the players sat cross-legged beside her.

A blood-red magic circle appeared at her feet. It was a blood oath, and the players shared their life force with the fluorescent protein.

The vitality of one hundred players is far from enough to last until the end of the insect plague, but the situation waits for no one, and they have no time to make any other preparations.

[Zhong] gathered towards them, more and more gathered, the tide came, and there was white tide everywhere!

A giant spider slowly crawled over. It obediently lay down at the feet of the fluorescent protein and said in a muffled voice, "Mother, are you laying eggs?"

Fluorescent Protein said softly, "Hmm."

A terrifying scene appeared!

The spider exploded, and countless black eggs flew in all directions. The eggs, as small as dust, were sucked into [Zhong]'s stomach and swallowed. Soon, like a plague spreading, the white tide was contaminated by the black eggs!

[Zhong] rush towards them!

Some [Zhong] would suddenly fall to the ground and twitch while crawling. Countless insects were wriggling under their skin. In just a few seconds, they were eaten by the hatched insect eggs. One by one, the insects drilled out of their skin and continued to erode other [Zhong].

[忠] is fearless and the insects are also fearless.

Some [Zhong] pounced on the players, burying themselves on them, each one vying for the top, tearing at the players' flesh and blood, roaring and screaming, players being torn apart from time to time, and the blood oath growing darker and darker.

The fluorescent protein was drained from her entire body. She looked like a skeleton, with skin tightly attached to her bones, no fat visible, and her eye sockets deeply sunken.

The eggs had a fatal flaw. If the "mother" wanted to control them, she couldn't die and couldn't be too far away from them, otherwise they would get out of control. Controlling so many eggs, they were still hatching and growing. The fluorescent protein was quickly drained of its vitality. It was shaky, like an autumn leaf, stuck to a branch, shivering in the wind.

The vitality of one hundred players is far from enough.

Fluorescent Protein opened her empty eyes, feeling the passage of life. The players shared their vitality with her, and she could clearly feel that one player after another was being drained by her.

This feeling was not pleasant. At first, she only regarded the characters as dead objects, but now she could clearly feel that they were "alive". Their vitality was so soft and warm, flowing through her heart, but also being squeezed dry.

"Life"

For the first time, Fluorescent Protein intuitively felt life, the beating of pulses, the shallow breathing. They lay beside her, with hands on her, supplying her with vitality. She could feel their body temperature disappearing.

Life.

In a trance, she seemed to see her father.

There was blood and he was breathing with difficulty. The middle-aged man leaned crookedly on the seat, and warm air spurted out of his cut throat. He stretched out his hand to gesture, meaning "Thank her, she did a good job."

Life.

She seems to have never understood what "life" is.

A [Zhong] knocked her down and it was biting her body.

Fluorescent Protein kept her eyes open until her eyeballs were dug out and swallowed by [Zhong], then she let out a long breath.

In the darkness, Fluorescent Protein couldn't even hear her own heartbeat, but she could feel players throwing themselves on her, blocking [Zhong]'s attacks. They were like a heavy blanket, covering her, motionless, covering her tightly, but Fluorescent Protein could feel that they were alive, their vitality flowing into her body along the blood oath.

She must not die. So many people have already sacrificed their lives. She must hold on until all the [Zhong] are dead!

If this extinction-level insect plague spreads, it will be a disaster for the entire world of immortal cultivation.

If players really had no way to deal with these damn [loyalties], they would not have resorted to such vicious tactics.

She must wait until the insect plague is over and all the insect eggs die!

Fortunately, the fluorescent protein cut off the sensing device of the game cabin in advance, otherwise she would have been forced offline with her vitality drained.

Thinking of this, a smile flashed across Fluorescent Protein's lips, and he seemed very proud.

She couldn't see the hellish scene outside.

Countless [Zhong] gathered in groups of three or five to gnaw at a player. As they ate, a few wriggling white worms emerged from their abdomens. As they bit, they fell heavily to the ground. The next second, they were eaten up, leaving only a tattered skin.

Countless insects are wriggling and laying eggs non-stop, and they eat up all the living things they can touch!

At first, there were still a lot of [Zhong], like a white tide, surging like waves. But slowly, the insects increased at an exponential rate, and slowly, the [Zhong] were eaten up!

Throughout the ice field, inside the ice cover, there are countless wriggling insects, surging up and down like white waves.

After they had eaten all the [loyalty], they turned to eat the players. Soon, the players were all eaten by them. The bugs, out of food, began to devour the remaining skins. When the skins were all eaten, they collided with each other and attacked fiercely.

Inside the ice cover, there are only countless white worms, mummified but not dead fluorescent proteins, and a little bit of snow.

White worms without food can only live for half an hour.

Fluorescent protein was lying on the ground. She had no eyeballs and half of her face was bitten off. She didn't know how much time would pass. She could only struggle to grab some worms and feel its changes.

Only when she felt them soften and thin did she scramble to her feet, trembling.

She couldn't see that countless worms in the entire ice cover melted into bright red liquid, moistening the ice field bit by bit, and dyeing the ice field blood red.

Finally, the ice cover couldn't hold on any longer and shattered into pieces with a bang.

Like a broken window, the fluorescent protein shuddered. A breeze blew in, and the fluorescent protein, having lost so much blood, only felt the heat.

Gusts of wind blew across the devastated ice field.

This time, the players won the magic tide.

Inside the treasure house.

Jian Shiyuan held the cufflink, feeling the metal gradually warming, and slowly lowered his eyes.

This cufflink came from the woman's coat, a relic of his mother's, the last thing they left him.

Jian Shiyuan's face was expressionless as he thought of something. He had no emotions anymore and could no longer feel that kind of pain. He just felt like he couldn't breathe.

After adjusting his mood, he pulled the monitor's consciousness out of his body.

The last trace of his consciousness was wrapped in a golden ball of light, floating lightly in Jian Shiyuan's palm.

"I know you're still alive, stop pretending to be dead, I want to make a deal with you"

The ball of light floated up and down, and his voice was sweet and vicious. "I killed your parents, and you're not angry? I thought you would be sad for them? You are such a heartless little scoundrel. They wanted to protect you until their death."

Jian Shiyuan's expression remained unchanged, revealing no joy or sadness. He was so indifferent, "I have no emotions, so naturally I don't have love or hate."

The monitor found it amusing. He grinned, "Really? That's great. What kind of deal do you want to make with me?"

If I can't kill Paviloin, I might as well take it out on Jian Shiyuan. Anyway, gods are not good people.

"Do you want to kill Paviloin?"

Jian Shiyuan spoke slowly, with a smile in his voice, "I can help you."

The monitor was uninterested. "Oh, I'm not interested anymore. It's enough that I can hurt you. Hehe, I killed Seed's parents and destroyed Seed's feelings."

Jian Shiyuan was not angry either. No matter how the monitor irritated him, his expression remained unchanged.

"That's a shame. I was thinking, if I could kill Him in the name of my love, it would be very romantic. The Creator fell in love with the creation, and in the end was killed by the creation. How interesting."

The monitor's breathing stopped suddenly, and his voice trembled, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Jian Shiyuan smiled slightly, without a trace of anger on his face. He blew towards the monitor's consciousness, blowing it up, and bewitched him with a very light and tender tone -

"I said, Paviloin loves you."

"Nonsense! How could he possibly love me? Impossible!"

The monitor's voice went out of control, and he kept saying "impossible" over and over again. The more he did this, the more he seemed to care.

He once loved Paviloyin deeply, and this love was like a habit. Even though he hated Paviloyin because of Long Shuang's death, for a heartless madman like him, what was more difficult for him to accept than Long Shuang's death was that Paviloyin ignored him and hated him.

Rather than saying that he was avenging God by torturing and killing Jian Shiyuan's parents and cursing him, it would be better to say that he could not kill Paviloin and was reluctant to kill him, so he used an innocent seed to vent his anger and vent his inner dissatisfaction.

He hates Paviloin? How is that possible?

Jian Shiyuan knew that as long as Paviloin was willing to express a little affection, he would lie on his lap like an obedient dog.

In a sharp voice, he kept saying, "He has no feelings, how could he love me?"

Jian Shiyuan was still smiling. After losing his emotions, his smile became careless. If you look closely, you will feel that it is a bit stiff, like a mask, tightly attached to his face.

"He has no emotions, but I do. God can absorb God's emotions, and He can also absorb my emotions."

He showed the monitor a golden object in his hand and said, "I offer my feelings to Him, and He will fall in love with you."

The monitor's voice deepened, cautious yet feigning composure. "Hmph, even if he had feelings, he wouldn't necessarily fall in love with me."

"Well, that requires some preparation. These feelings belong to me. I can change their composition appropriately. I can make him fall in love with you."

The monitor's voice became hoarse, and he himself didn't even realize how much anticipation his voice sounded. "What do you want me to do?"

Jian Shiyuan's smile deepened. "I'll sneak attack him, severely injure him, and then I'll seize the opportunity to steal his authority. Then you can avenge Long Shuang, and I can also gain power. It's like killing two birds with one stone."

The consciousness looked at Jian Shiyuan, as if mocking, but also as if laughing, "How did you become like this?"

It is impossible for Jian Shiyuan, who has emotions, to calmly negotiate a deal with the murderer of his father.

Jian Shiyuan said indifferently, "Having lost my emotions, I naturally have more rationality. Nothing is more important than power. I want to become a god, I want to defeat Paviloin, I want to have power."

He winked sincerely as he spoke, "You're right, all gods are the same, just as disgusting."

His consciousness swayed up and down, and he laughed out loud, "I'll help you!"

In the illusion, Jian Shiyuan saw the pattern of the magic circle used by humans to sacrifice Paviloin and remembered it firmly. It was easy for him to draw it now. After a while, he drew the sacrificial magic circle.

His consciousness sank for a moment, "You are quite clever."

Such a complex magic array, Jian Shiyuan remembered it all at a glance, such ability

"The seeds of God always have some inhuman characteristics. Is that so strange?"

The monitor sneered.

Arrogant and conceited, it turns out that God is always high and mighty, without exception.

"Now, I will sacrifice you and your feelings to Paviloin. Remember our agreement. You cannot lie to me. Otherwise, I will hunt you down even to the ends of the earth."

"That's long-winded."

With a burst of golden light, the magic circle was illuminated.

The monitor felt a little dizzy, and before he could react, he heard Paviloin's voice in his ears.

"Didn't you say you would never come back? Now that you're back, don't leave."

Hearing the familiar voice, the monitor's heart beat faster. He looked up blankly and saw Paviloin pick up the pair of purple earrings, just like the ones that had pierced his earlobes before, and put them on his own earlobes.

The color of his drooping golden hair was a little dull, and there was a golden glow all around. The monitor looked around and confirmed that he was in Paviloin's golden egg.

Paviloin

God the Father.

After absorbing the emotions, Paviloin underwent some changes, and his expression when looking at the monitor also became more gentle.

This was a warmth the monitor had never seen before, and he could hardly breathe.

God the Father loves me?

"I already know everything. This time, you were too willful and offended Jian Shiyuan badly."

The monitor listened blankly, still lost in his own fantasy. The deity before him had bright golden eyes and a slightly furrowed brow, but he didn't reprimand him. He simply said, "From now on, you will stay here to recuperate. I'll take care of Jian Shiyuan. It's not his turn to discipline my creations."

Pavilov has always been protective of his shortcomings, and this time, he absorbed the added emotion, causing his mood swings to become even more intense.

Looking at the shattered creature in front of him, it only had a trace of consciousness left, and it seemed that its soul would be gone in the next second. Pavilo felt ripples in his heart. He couldn't describe the feeling, but he felt that he should take on the responsibility of the Father God and make up for the absence of fatherly love for so many years.

He has complicated feelings towards the Monitor. He feels guilty. When he created the Monitor, he only wanted to use him as a tool to monitor the creatures of the world. He ignored his growth and did not give him the corresponding care, and eventually let him go astray.

At the same time, He also has strange emotions that are hard to describe.

This feeling was novel, but He didn't mind it. Compared to other creatures, the monitor was much more rebellious. He would look at Him angrily, glare at Him and scold Him, shed tears, reveal a sadder expression, and even call Him by name. This was a new and novel experience that no previous creature had ever given him.

He doesn't hate it, on the contrary, he now likes his "liveliness" very much.

Paviloin thought, perhaps, He could be nicer to the monitor and make this ferocious creature show more lovely expressions.

It's not his turn to discipline them if they stay here.

The monitor's mind was blank. He repeated this sentence, his consciousness trembling slightly.

Finally, he spoke, his voice filled with true sweetness, "Father God"

He looked at Paviloin, only at Him, his eyes were filled with Him.

He forgot all about revenge and deals.

Paviloin is smiling at him, He is looking at him!

Sudden!

What does the monitor think? Love! Pavilo loves him!

His breathing slowed down, and he looked up at Paviloin, seeing his handsome face, and dark thoughts began to grow in his heart again.

Now Pavilo loves her, even if it is because he swallowed the added emotion, but at this moment, he really loves her! His love is real!

So, can he take this opportunity to go one step further, can he——

The monitor didn't know what kind of mood or emotion he was in, but he spoke obscurely, "Father God, I am willing to stay. As long as I can be with you, I am willing to do anything."

He approached Paviloin, his voice trembling, "But Father God, I don't want to be just your child, your creation."

Paviloin frowned.

The monitor continued, her voice trembling as she summoned up all her courage, like a death row inmate awaiting sentencing. "I want to be God the Father's wife and bear him many children."

Paviloin was stunned, his golden eyes looking down at him condescendingly.

The monitor almost forgot to breathe as he waited for the result, a result he had been longing for for a long time.

He knew that he was despicable, and maybe this was his only chance. Maybe after removing his emotions, Paviloin would dislike him again, but he only wanted this moment, this time!

Paviloin looked at his creation, and he had no idea that his creation would have such thoughts.

He wanted to refuse, but when he met her expectant, trembling, watery eyes, he softened his heart.

"Can you give birth?"

The simple question, as if receiving some hint, prompted the monitor to move forward enthusiastically. His voice trembled, "Father God, I possess female organs and can give birth."

As she spoke, her eyes were filled with a strange light. She imitated those prostitutes in the folk and tried to speak in ambiguous words, "Father God, please be more forceful and fill me up. Soon I will be able to give birth to your Son."

He thought of those creations and crawled forward a little, his eyes full of enthusiasm. "If Father God is willing, I am willing to give birth to all your former creations."

The best way to defeat them is to become their mother.

The monitor's ambition was neither big nor small; he only wanted the Father's love. His ambition was neither small nor small; he did not want any living creature around Paviloin.

Pavilo looked at him coldly, feeling so pitiful. Normally, he would not agree to such an excessive request. But at this moment, his emotions were swirling, and for some unknown reason, he said, "I agree."

At that moment, the monitor's heart was filled with ecstasy beyond words. He had never been so happy before. He had finally realized his dream.

It is indescribable how happy and excited he is, he is trembling.

At this moment, Paviloin extended his hand to him and said, "I will help you heal your wounds. When you are well again, we will hold a divine marriage."

The monitor only saw those golden eyes. A bright future was before him. His hopes, everything he had, he was willing to give everything for this moment.

He felt Paviloin's power passing through his consciousness, and at that moment, he was happiest, he had hope and longed for tomorrow!

A sharp pain swept over my consciousness!

"ah--"

His consciousness is collapsing!

It was Jian Shiyuan! He had planted his own power in her consciousness. The powers of the gods counteracted each other. As long as Paviloin healed her, she would be torn apart by the two forces!

In his happiest moment!

Everything is ruined!

The monitor screamed in pain and reached out to Paviloin. He said, "Father God, I love you, I want to..."

Why did it end now? He hated Jian Shiyuan so much! He had waited for so long and finally saw a glimmer of hope! Why did he ruin his most beautiful moment?

No!

Paviloin frowned, "Don't be afraid, I will save you."

He carefully removed the divine power left by Jian Shiyuan. If he was not careful, the monitor's consciousness would be completely destroyed. He did not dare to be distracted.

At this moment, the monitor saw a hand suddenly grab the golden chain of law, pull it hard, and break a piece directly.

He understood that all the cooperation was fake! From the very beginning, Jian Shiyuan had been thinking about stealing the golden chain of the Father God's law!

There has never been any cooperation!

He hates them, so he wants the monitor to have everything ruined at the happiest moment!

He wanted Paviloin to give up his authority!

Now, as long as Paviloyn withdraws his hand, the monitor will disappear completely. He is reluctant to do so, so he can only watch Jian Shiyuan steal the golden chain of law!

Paviloin, who has lost the golden chain of law, will surely fall into a deep sleep. He and the law will prosper and suffer together, and Jian Shiyuan will gain precious time for growth, killing two birds with one stone.

"Jian Shiyuan! I hate you, I want you dead!"

The monitor roared wildly.

In the treasure house, Jian Shiyuan was holding a gold chain in his hand, and his expression gradually disappeared.

Looking at the law, he poked the gold chain, "Don't play dead, I know you have consciousness."

The gold chain remained motionless.

Jian Shiyuan sighed, teasing, "Paviloin is really too much. You've been with Him for so long, and in this critical moment, Paviloin chose the Creation over you. It's so heartbreaking. This is a typical example of putting love before friendship. Look at me, I'm different. I don't have any emotions, and I definitely won't ruin your plans. We're a perfect match, right off the bat."

"I will never let you down. As long as you're with me, I'll always put you first. I won't be like Paviloin, throwing everything at you and then abandoning you."

The gold chain trembled.

"Look at me! My hair, eyes, nails, and eyelashes are all golden. I can tell at a glance that I have a better future than Paviloin. He's old and destined to be eliminated. Investing in me will definitely be worthwhile."

Jin Lian slowly raised his head and asked, "What did you add to Paviloin?"

Jian Shiyuan smiled slightly, "Stockholm syndrome."

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