The red mist was no longer a stagnant pool of water. It began to move without wind, like real fog, swirling up and down.
Meng Yi looked around in surprise. There was no doubt that this was due to the changes that occurred after his strength increased.
A thought emerged in his mind: If he ascended to the throne of God, what would happen to the Kingdom of God?
The scarlet mist kept surging around him, showing a kind of intimacy.
Meng Yi calmed himself down and thought that judging from this feeling, it shouldn't be a bad thing.
Perhaps this means that his control over the Kingdom of God has been further enhanced.
He let out a breath of foul air...
Moreover, this is the first time that the Kingdom of God has had a "delayed" reaction. It seems that the "evil god" is indeed somewhat special.
Too…
It has the word "God" in it.
He slowly sat back on the throne and continued his thoughts.
He is now in the Kingdom of God, undergoing the transformation process of [pure divinity] aligning with [authority]. He may be spontaneously isolated by the Kingdom of God and unable to sense the God of Wisdom.
Perhaps, this operation should be carried out in the real world.
Thinking of this, he did not stay in the kingdom of God for long, and went back to the real world with a thought.
He opened his eyes in a spacious and bright bedroom, and then dozens of small light bulbs came into view.
These small light bulbs were located at the head and foot of the bed, high in the air and underground, surrounding him and looking at him constantly.
"Um…what are you doing?"
Meng Yi was stunned and couldn't help asking.
Not only did the little bulbs not retreat, but they became even more aggressive and stepped forward, poking at Meng Yi.
"No...Xiaowu, what are you doing?"
Meng Yi is a little at a loss now.
Immediately, he said viciously: "It's late at night, and you can't let me sleep. If you don't tell me the truth, I will throw you into the sea!"
These little lights were stunned for a moment, then gathered together and started gesturing...
"What? I just floated on my own? And glowed? I glowed? What are you doing with the mirror?"
Meng Yi's words got stuck in his throat.
In the mirror, he was no longer himself, but a hazy, blurry red mist.
This red mist maintained its human form, waving its arms...
He froze in place.
He instinctively raised his hand to look... Red Mist Arm...
Then, hesitantly, he activated his natural movement ability.
Through the mirror, one can clearly see a emerald green bud sprouting from the top of the red mist figure's head, and eventually producing a bright red apple.
He mechanically reached out and took off the red hairpin in front of his eyes.
The red mist figure in the mirror made the same movement.
“Click…”
The sound of biting the nail was heard.
Meng Yi tried various things, such as flesh and blood tentacles, light magic, and turning his body into a sword...
Finally, when he unleashed his psion's ability to transform into a spirit form, he looked at the red mist in the mirror and sneered.
All other skills can be used normally, plants are plants, flesh and blood are flesh and blood, light is light, but why is the spiritual body not spiritual enough?
He clapped his hands lightly and said jokingly: "Look, Xiaowu, the way to die is so lame...other ways..."
He suddenly lost his words, and the room was filled with heavy gasps and the sound of shattering glass.
After a long while, an exceptionally calm voice sounded:
"Xiaowu... tell me... am I a human being?"
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