Puff! Puff! Puff!
One after another, blood blisters burst, revealing stark white eyeballs that wriggled all over the body.
Even so, Fang Xiu continued to laugh wildly: "I told you not to defile me, didn't you hear me? You bunch of scum! Hehehe... You can't look a god in the eye? Does a god dare to look a god in the eye?"
At that moment, he was like an ant standing among elephants, making his own unique voice.
Enraged by the provocation of the ants, the evil god suddenly uttered even louder murmurs in the sky.
"Useless! You're all useless! You dare to call yourselves gods? You can't even pollute me?"
At this moment, Fang Xiu had completely lost his human form, and countless wriggling fleshy buds had grown around his eyes, densely packed and writhing wildly.
Some enraged demon gods began to act, and pairs of large hands of various shapes descended from the sky, reaching out to grab Fang Xiu.
Some of the evil spirits even started fighting each other because of this.
His body was being torn apart, his heart, liver, and spleen were being emptied, and his bones, flesh, and skin were being ripped apart.
At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng's voice was no longer calm, but rather very serious: "Fang Xiu! What exactly do you want to do?"
"What are you doing?" Fang Xiu, whose face was already unrecognizable and whose limbs were broken, was still smiling.
"Hehehe... You wanted to devour me? Then I'll become something you can never devour!"
Zhou Qingfeng's expression suddenly changed; he understood Fang Xiu's plan.
This is a fight to the death!
If he wanted to control the death rewind, he would inevitably have to devour Fang Xiu's consciousness. But now Fang Xiu was actively opening his consciousness and frantically trying to understand the incomprehensible ravings of the strange god, thus polluting his own consciousness in this way.
It's equivalent to turning your own consciousness into a deadly poison; whoever consumes it will die!
Of course, Fang Xiu, being a poison, was no better off.
If Fang Xiu's previous consciousness was likened to a stinking ditch, then Zhou Qingfeng was the one who wanted to drain the ditch dry.
This kind of thing can be accomplished with a little effort. After all, given Zhou Qingfeng's size, Fang Xiu's stinking ditch is only the size of a few bowls of water.
But what Fang Xiu is doing now is adding large amounts of industrial wastewater, nuclear wastewater, chemical products, and even poison to the stinking ditch. Drinking these things is no longer a matter of effort, but a matter of life and death.
This move struck Zhou Qingfeng's weak spot. He was not afraid of death, but he did not want to die meaninglessly.
Everything he did was to protect all of humanity, but once he devoured Fang Xiu's consciousness, even if he didn't die, he would be corrupted.
This is different from resisting the contamination of a single evil god; this is contamination from countless evil gods, and it comes from within.
Simply put, the pollution from the Ghost God is like nuclear radiation, and Zhou Qingfeng, at the seventh level, is like someone wearing a radiation protection suit. However, swallowing Fang Xiu's consciousness is like ingesting radioactive material into his body, which are two completely different concepts.
If he did that, it would mean Zhou Qingfeng would never be able to complete his plan to save all of humanity. How can you save people when they've gone mad?
"The taste of being defeated by the Demon God back then wasn't pleasant, was it? Today! I will let you taste the bitterness of being defeated by the Demon God once again! Your self-righteous destiny is nothing but a matter of being at a higher level, easily destroyed. Hehehe..."
Zhou Qingfeng's anxious voice rang out: "Are you crazy! If you are corrupted by the gods of evil, you will completely go mad, lose yourself completely, and become a madman who only knows how to kill. From the level of consciousness, it is equivalent to you being dead. Even a death rollback cannot save you."
"A madman who only knows how to kill?" Fang Xiu's voice grew increasingly distorted and crazed, yet suddenly it became full of childlike innocence, as if a child were asking, "Does that mean he'll also kill monsters?"
The next second, the ferocious and tyrannical voice rang out again: "Hehehe... Just what I wanted!!"
Even if I die, even if my consciousness is extinguished, and I become a mindless shell, as long as my shell can still kill strangely and take revenge, that is enough!
Die! You will all die! Hehehe...
This hatred... will only end when... he dies!
"You've gone mad! You've gone mad!" Although Zhou Qingfeng's expression couldn't be seen, judging from his voice, he was already extremely gloomy, and his heart was filled with suppressed anger.
A century-long plan, only to end up like this.
Upon realizing this, Zhou Qingfeng became agitated and his killing intent surged. He was startled and suddenly realized that the corruption of the evil god had been transmitted to him through Fang Xiu.
After all, the two of them are now one.
A ruthless glint flashed in Zhou Qingfeng's heart. His decisiveness was quite unexpected. He actually cut himself with a knife, forcibly separating his consciousness from Fang Xiu's body.
He glanced at Fang Xiu, who was barely recognizable as a human and laughing maniacally, his gaze complex.
"I finally understand why that being chose you. It's because you're a madman, an absolute madman. Perhaps, in this crazy world, only madmen can survive."
Fang Xiu, someone of your stature should not have fallen here. I have a feeling we will meet again in the future.
Next time, I won't lose again.
As soon as he finished speaking, he vanished into thin air.
No one could have imagined that Zhou Qingfeng would be so decisive. He had planned this for a century, and only he knew the hardships involved. But when he realized that things were hopeless, he did not fantasize about a miracle or wait for a turning point. Instead, he made a decisive decision and abandoned his century of hard work.
They didn't even take away the angelic divine essence.
Because he knew very well that under the watchful eyes of many evil gods, it was simply unrealistic to take away the angel's divine status, and there was no need to take the risk.
This is Zhou Qingfeng; he can decisively relinquish even a century's worth of painstaking effort and the divine status of an angel.
After Zhou Qingfeng left, Fang Xiu remained in the same spot, sometimes laughing maniacally, sometimes looking violent and bloodthirsty.
The various evil gods were eyeing him covetously.
Suddenly, Fang Xiu's voice paused, then his tone became unusually gentle: "Wife! Wife, where are you? I miss you so much! I want to eat the breakfast you made..."
In a daze, he thought he saw his wife.
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