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There is no concept of moderation in Anita's willful character, and of course there is no option of fear or retreat.
He would just continue to indulge in the collapse of the situation, looking forward to the infection of the disease with hope, and he would not care even if it would eventually affect himself.
In other words...well, just kill and don't bury.
Anita really angered Jasmine this time. Her low status or bad situation didn't matter. The most fatal thing was that he took Jasmine's place.
"Slave and Master" is how Jasmine defines himself and God the Father. This is the purest and most exclusive connection that does not allow for any other impurities. In this area, he does not allow any other things to get involved. Even the most insignificant things must be excluded, not to mention Anita, the parasite.
Jasmine never took his brothers seriously. After all, his time was limited and everything he had belonged to God the Father. How could he have the time to pay attention to these brothers?
This time is probably an exception.
Jasmine knew how to deal with Anita. Anita had a fatal weakness. She was originally a dead object. It was enough to cut off the source of her vitality.
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After finding Jasmine, Su Yun commanded the caravan to head inland, and Theresa landed in a large inland city.
In order to speed up the journey, Su Yun's caravan did not carry slaves or heavy goods. The goods were only some decorative gems and jades. Naturally, the three little plagues followed him all the time.
After half a month, most of the guards in the caravan had been replaced by divine servants, making management easier.
The caravan would also have a short rest in the wilderness. As usual, Anita played music by the campfire, Isis tied up her long hair and adjusted the campfire, and Jasmine processed the hunted game.
Su Yun was distractedly answering the little plagues' questions while flipping through the product manual. This time, as one of the top merchants, the commodities he was selling were all precious and rare jewels. Although the carvings of these gems were worthless according to Jasmine, they were already ingenious enough for human society.
"My Lord," Jasmine suddenly asked, "Do you like bone products?"
Su Yun thought it was just a casual question, so he answered, "What kind of bone artifact? Carved by humans? Like Yunus's ox horn cup?"
Bone products are very common utensils. There are precious ones made of ivory, and there are also ones made of cow
There are daily necessities made of bones and animal bones, and what impressed Su Yun the most during this era was undoubtedly Yunus's ox horn cup, which the pirates used to drink fine wine after looting and killing.
Jasmine chuckled softly: "How can the ox horn cup be called a treasure? It's just a little thing of some interest - Father God, I mean the snake bone."
Su Yun was stunned: "Snake bones?"
At the same time, Anita's music stopped abruptly.
"The spine of a snake is beautiful and winding, with joints that are closely connected yet can be bent at will..." Firelight danced in Jasmine's eyes, and the pure black exoskeleton stretched silently behind his spine, "Like Anita."
The instrument fell heavily to the ground, and Su Yun subconsciously looked at Anita. However, it was this glance that seemed to touch a switch, and the disaster that had repeated thousands of times came again.
Half of Anita's body suddenly rotted without any signs. Her perfect skin and flesh softened and decayed, like melting ice or liquefied wax figure, revealing the pale bones under the skin. One can clearly distinguish the skull, the spine and ribs in the chest, waist and abdomen. The pelvis and leg bones that still appeared in a sitting position were shocking under the translucent gauze...
This translucent dress could have been the most soul-stirring temptation, but at this moment it had become a life-threatening disguise. It could not hide the human bones under the beauty's skin - no, this was not actually a normal human skeleton. The human spine was not like this. The colored bone nodes that were linked together and covered with barbs belonged to the spine of snakes. They were like the most cruel and beautiful works of art, shining with a cold paleness in the firelight.
Everything happened in a split second. Half of the body of this charming man rotted away in the blink of an eye. The intact part formed an extreme contrast with the area that had rotted into bones. Death could not be disguised or concealed. Those scarlet eyes were no longer a pool of love that made people's hearts flutter. The sharp teeth under the thin lips penetrated the rotten skin, and the barbs and fangs of a venomous snake were completely exposed.
Su Yun's wrist tightened, and the obedient little white snake suddenly climbed onto the back of his hand, its body trembling slightly as if in pain.
What else did Su Yun not understand at this moment? Anita had no life, and the source of his survival was parasitism. Jasmine had destroyed the source of his power at some point.
——So this is what the real Anita is like.
It was only at this moment that horrified cries were heard from all around. The guards who were still human had already been frightened away.
Three souls and seven spirits, while the gods' servants stood there indifferently, they were consciousnessless puppets.
When these ordinary humans wanted to escape from this strange disaster, the withered vines had already silently entangled them and sucked them dry in an instant.
Isis pulled out the spear from behind her, but Jasmine was still smiling: "Master, I hate snakes, what do you think?"
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The string broke.
Anita knew that he had died again, and the reason for his death this time was simple: his pulpit was destroyed.
The sacrifices that continuously supplied him with the power of the dead stopped completely at that moment. Except for the priests who had eaten the rose, all other living beings were probably poisoned to death by Jasmine.
Death doesn't mean anything. This is not the first time Anita has been killed. Every one of his brothers has experienced this before, but no one can make him truly die.
As for the pulpit? Just rebuild it. It's the most insignificant thing.
But - but...
Anita saw the Father's silver eyes. Under the firelight, those beautiful eyes reflected his current appearance like a mirror. His current half-skeletal appearance...
It's so ugly, this look.
At this moment, Anita's thoughts seemed to go back to tens of millions of years ago. He was in the same situation at that time, exposing the ugliest part of himself to God the Father. He looked up at the unreachable throne, but no matter what he did... he couldn't climb up.
He was surrounded by things as ugly as he was, those sticky tentacles, dirty poisonous hooks, poisonous scales, scalding limbs, rotting wings, bones covered with barbs, and shadows as rotten as mud...
None of them could... climb up.
Then seven pillars fell from the sky, like chains that no one could break free of.
The punishment of God the Father is cruel yet gentle.
Anita subconsciously wanted to cover her face with her hands, but what could she cover with only skeleton hands?
Everything about him was reflected in those silver eyes, and Father God looked at him with a little surprise.
"Anita?"
The Father was gently asking, and he was still willing to call his name.
Anita smiled, and he knew his smile was very ugly, but he had nothing else to show.
"My God, please forgive me for my mistake."
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Anita disappeared.
All the humans in the guard had died due to Anita's loss of control. Only Jasmine, Isis and the gods' servants were left. The desolate wilderness was still barren, as if nothing had happened.
generally.
Su Yun did not try to sense Anita's location, nor did he force her to stay. Anita was in a very bad condition and he needed to give her some time to recover.
He rubbed his temples with a slight headache, then slowly stood up.
Isis put away the gun, and Jasmine immediately bowed her head and apologized: "Master, I was wrong."
Su Yun asked back: "Do you think you are wrong?"
Jasmine admitted her mistake very sincerely: "Yes, I poisoned Anita's entire altar."
Su Yun sighed softly: "But if it happens again, you will do the same thing, right?"
"Anita did something wrong. He needs a lesson. I cannot forgive him for what he did." After saying these words that could be considered disobedient, Jasmine smiled gently again. This time, there was no lack of expectation in his voice. "Master, please punish me."
Su Yun looked at Jasmine. This time he was assigned the identity of a slave, so it was very appropriate for him to only wear simple and rough clothes. Obeying the role was the rule set by Su Yun, so he followed it one by one without any compromise.
But this does not mean that Jasmine will agree with Anita's distribution... Besides, whether it is praise or punishment, it is what he expects.
In Su Yun's eyes, the prototype of Anita did not terrify or disgust him. He just had a sense of naturalness. Anita was a plague of parasites. He was originally a dead thing, and the prototypes of corpses and snakes were appropriate.
When the conflict between the plagues escalated again, Su Yun was not surprised at all. On the contrary, the first thing that came to his mind was:
It's finally here.
All plagues are children with unruly temperaments and moody moods. It is impossible for them to have any kind of emotions. The most benign emotions are probably indifference and neglect. Of course, the most likely outcome is a life-and-death struggle...
But the defense that Su Yun set up for this purpose was also simple and crude, that is, none of them could be completely wiped out, that is to say, all plagues were essentially "immortal".
This thought suddenly came to Su Yun's mind, and he was completely stunned.
He was terrified by this, and felt as if his whole body was frozen at the bottom of the sea in the Far North.
… All plagues are immortal.
Because as long as they are not dead, it is enough. As long as they are not dead, they will recover again and again, put on their own disguises again, and then happily surround the Father God. In this world created by the gods, they accompany this so-called Father God to perform one farce after another, using endless evil and hatred to play the music of love and desire, and then destroy this entire stage-like world, and the long drama will come to an end.
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It was I who created this world, and it was I who created the seven plagues.
I don’t care about their hatred and vengeance, I’m not afraid of their true appearance, I don’t hate their selfishness and ugliness, because no matter how painful, sad, angry, confused, frightened, jealous and desperate they are, only I - only I will always be the beneficiary.
They will always be with me.
Until the end of everything.
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