"Is this the reason why you joined the Cult of Pain?"
Yang Dongqing's chest rose and fell violently: "That's right! So what if he is an evil god? As long as he can help me revive Jasmine, I am willing to believe in him!"
At this point, he suddenly smiled coldly: "I know why you came here, you want to stop me? Haha... That's right, now I am regarded as a scourge and a lackey of evil gods by the world, standing on the opposite side of the world.
But so what? I never care what you think. The hell and pain you see now are all caused by me! Are you surprised? I am no longer the same as I used to be...”
“There’s so little pain.”
Yang Dongqing's loud voice was cut off and his expression was slightly stunned.
"Do you know why Jasmine hasn't been resurrected yet? It's because the pain is not enough." Su Mu sighed slightly, as if he was disgusted with Yang Dongqing's incompetence.
"What did you say!?"
"I said the pain is not enough, you need more pain. There are millions of vampires in the entire Blood Moon Empire. After such a long time, you have only captured a few? The Undead King is still alive and well. If you continue like this, when will Jasmine be resurrected?
"You haven't changed your mind, have you? Do you love Jasmine or not?"
Yang Dongqing: “….”
Su Mu's words made him look astonished. These words were so outrageous that he could not even dream of them.
Once a good friend, when you saw your former companion joining a cult and causing trouble everywhere, it would have been fine if you didn't stop him, but instead you came to question why he only did such a few bad things?
"What on earth are you doing here!" Yang Dongqing shouted.
Su Mu smiled slightly: "Of course I'm here to help you. Jasmine is a good girl. So many evil people are alive and well in this world. Why should she have to die?"
Yang Dongqing sneered: "Help me? What can you use to help... Troll blood!?"
His face suddenly changed, and he looked at the small glass bottle in Su Mu's hand in disbelief. The bottle was filled with crystal clear blood, and the powerful aura could not be concealed even by the bottle.
"With it, you can be promoted to the Golden King and then deal with the Undead King." Su Mu said with a smile.
Yang Dongqing stared at Su Mu, his eyes full of hesitation: "What exactly is your conspiracy! I don't believe you are so kind..."
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and sneered, "I see, you wanted to deceive me in this way, you poisoned my blood, right?
Su Mu, don't try to fool me. I know you too well. Cheating is your usual tactic. Unfortunately, I am no longer the same person I was back then.
I won't be fooled by you so easily. You know you can't win, so you want to use this method to deal with me."
Su Mu was a little surprised. So this was the image of him in Yang Dongqing's mind?
"Go ahead. Since we have known each other for a while, this time I..."
Yang Dongqing's voice stopped abruptly, and a slender hand gently pressed on his shoulder. At that moment, he felt an unimaginable terrifying force, and his whole body felt like it was being crushed by a mountain, and he was completely unable to move at all.
A gentle voice sounded behind him: "No matter how much you talk to yourself, there must be a limit, right?"
"You! This...how is this possible!?" Yang Dongqing was shocked. He tried to unleash the power of pain, but it was completely suppressed by Su Mu's terrifying power.
He found it hard to believe that he was no longer the same person he was before. Not only had he been promoted to the golden realm, but he had also gained the power of the evil god. He believed that no one in the world could defeat him except the seven kings.
He is truly the number one under the king, and is even capable of fighting against the seven kings.
In his opinion, Su Mu was indeed mysterious and powerful in the past, and he was always better than him, but that was all in the past. The gap between him and Su Mu had long been as huge as heaven and earth.
But now, after he truly came into contact with Su Mu's power, he realized that his judgment was not wrong. The gap was indeed as huge as the difference between heaven and earth, but... he was the mud.
"Let go of the leader!"
"Protect the leader!"
The group of men in black robes were shocked and angry, and rushed towards Su Mu with weapons in hand.
Su Mu looked at everyone calmly: "Noisy."
The eyes behind the brown glasses flashed a crystal blue light.
Buzz!!
The invisible mental force spread like a tide, sweeping across the entire place in an instant. All the men in black robes, including several golden warriors, were directly impacted by the mental force. Their eyes turned white and they fell asleep.
For a moment, the whole square was silent, and a large number of people were lying on the ground.
"How... could it be like this..." Yang Dongqing murmured in horror, his eyes dull. It seemed more like he was asking himself why so much time had passed, why he seemed to have made no progress at all, and why he was still so powerless when facing Su Mu.
Su Mu seemed to see what was in Yang Dongqing's mind, and smiled in his ear: "Are you wondering why you are so weak? It's simple, because the pain is not enough."
He gently placed the glass bottle containing the troll's blood in Yang Dongqing's stiff hand.
"Drink it and you will gain stronger power. Remember, Jasmine is still waiting for you. Don't let her down... Yang Dongqing."
Su Mu's low voice sounded like the whisper of a devil, echoing in the dead silent square.
When Yang Dongqing came to his senses, Su Mu was gone, as if it was a dream.
He looked down at the blood essence in his hand. The hot and scorching breath reminded him that what just happened was not a dream.
After staring at the glass bottle for a long time, Yang Dongqing slowly opened the stopper and put it into his mouth.
"Master! Don't drink!" A member of the Golden Sect woke up at this time. He supported his body with difficulty: "That person is an enemy, not a friend. Be careful, it's poisonous."
A trace of self-mockery appeared on Yang Dongqing's face: "Poison? Do you think he needs to use poison to kill me?"
Then, he drank all the blood in his hand.
The essence and blood entered his throat, and the hot breath surged through his limbs and bones. His skin began to turn red, and the muscles on his body bulged like water waves. The momentum of the original golden realm continued to rise.
The power of pain also rose up, like a huge shadow covering Yang Dongqing.
Yang Dongqing was not clear about Su Mu's purpose, nor did he know why the other party wanted to help him, but he was sure that it was definitely not for the so-called friendship.
Su Mu is not that kind of person.
In Yang Dongqing's heart, Su Mu could be a gentleman with a degree of madness, a poisonous snake hiding in the jungle, or a lunatic with an abnormal brain, but he could never be a person who selflessly dedicated himself to helping others.
Su Mu must be planning something, but...it doesn't matter.
Yang Dongqing doesn't care whether he is being used or not, he only cares about Jasmine. Now that he has the troll's blood, he can be promoted to the King of Gold, defeat the Undead King, and ultimately resurrect Jasmine. That's enough.
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