The rhomboid crystal suspended in mid-air resembled an eerie heart, its every beat exuding a deadly allure.
A crimson halo swirled, reflecting deep within Tang San's pupils, igniting all his ambition.
The First Divine Messenger under his command.
These seven words were like a thunderclap, exploding in Tang San's mind.
"A mistress? Absolutely not!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice was hoarse, filled with an unprecedented urgency.
"This might be an extraterrestrial evil god!"
"Her power system is completely different from ours, so her words may not be credible! You're asking a tiger for its skin!"
Flander stood by anxiously, wringing his hands and trembling his lips, but he couldn't utter a single word.
The strongest he had ever seen in his life was a Title Douluo, and this thing in front of him was completely beyond his comprehension.
Making a deal with God?
He wouldn't even dare to think about it, but Tang San not only thought about it, he did it! What is this kid's courage made of?
Tang San ignored Yu Xiaogang's advice.
He became Yu Xiaogang's apprentice, but he didn't really take it too seriously.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have called Yu Xiaogang "Teacher" instead of "Master"!
His gaze was fixed on the crystal, his mind racing.
Opportunities and risks coexist.
He knew, of course, that the other party had ill intentions. The so-called "agent" or "messenger" was, to put it bluntly, just a dog, a pawn used to scout ahead.
But so what?
What does it matter if I temporarily become a dog that bites, as long as I can gain power?
Once he has enough power, who will be the master and who will be the dog is anyone's guess.
He did not immediately agree, but calmly raised his head to meet that deep red will.
Why can't I inherit your divine position?
Tang San's voice was very calm, without the slightest hint of greed or fear, only pure inquiry.
"Is it because of incompatible power attributes, or... do you have other concerns?"
This question made Yu Xiaogang's heart leap into his throat. He was terrified that Tang San's questioning would anger this unpredictable person.
In the mind of the Crimson Mother, the interest in discovering interesting toys grew even stronger.
"concern?"
There was a hint of mockery in her voice, "You're not worthy of my concern."
"My power is devouring and unification. I am the Crimson Domain, and the Crimson Domain is me. To give you my divine position is tantamount to cutting a piece of flesh from my very origin, which is the most foolish thing to do."
"not to mention,"
Her thoughts swept over Tang San's soul, and the feeling was like being stripped naked and thrown into the snow, with no secrets left to hide.
"As I just said, your humble and fragile soul cannot even bear one ten-thousandth of my divine will, so how can it bear my divine position?"
"If you force-feed knowledge, you will instantly turn into dust in the universe."
These words were cold and cruel, yet they calmed Tang San's heart somewhat.
What the other party said is probably the truth.
It's not that I don't want to give, it's that giving would be counterproductive, and he can't afford it. This is more trustworthy than any false promise.
"Then, what about that other god you mentioned?"
Tang San pressed on, as this was the question he was most concerned about.
"What kind of being is He? In our world, at what level does He exist? And what kind of power does He wield?"
He must have a sufficient understanding of his "product".
"A good way to ask the question."
The Crimson Mother's will seemed to approve of his caution.
"That was one of the planes I devoured in the endless void, and a god was born from it."
"According to the power classification of your plane, he is comparable to 'first-level gods' such as the sea god and the angel god."
A first-class deity!
Yu Xiaogang's body swayed violently, and he almost fell over.
Flanders, who was standing next to him, quickly caught him, his own palms also covered in cold sweat.
The legacy of a first-level deity!
What exactly is this Crimson Mother?
The inheritance that is presented is equivalent to a god-level being.
Tang San's breathing also faltered, and his heart pounded like a drum.
"His title is 'Dark Demon God'."
The Crimson Mother's will continued to echo in the minds of the three.
"What he controls is the purest law of darkness, corruption, and depravity."
"He can erode light, distort souls, and devour all negative emotions and despair, transforming them into his own divine power."
"Your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul can devour life force and energy."
"And his divine position will allow you to maximize the 'devouring' characteristic."
"It devours life, devours energy, devours emotions, devours the soul... and ultimately, devours the rules."
"His legacy is a perfect match for you."
Every word was like a precise carving knife, perfectly etched into Tang San's heart.
Devour!
Isn't this precisely the core characteristic of his corrupted Blue Silver Grass?
This is practically a path to godhood tailor-made for him!
Make a decisive decision!
Tang San no longer hesitated.
He raised his head, his eyes shining with a terrifyingly unwavering light.
"I promise you."
"A smart choice."
A wave of satisfaction emanated from the Crimson Mother's mind.
The rhombus-shaped, blood-red crystal slowly drifted towards Tang San.
“Absorb it. This is a wisp of the original core that I extracted from the divine spark of that dark demon god, and it is also the only key to unlocking his divine inheritance.”
"From the moment you absorbed it, an inviolable crimson pact was established between us."
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