Azathoth looked at the people Cheng Mulin brought over and said in a daze: "Are you my opponent?" After getting an affirmative answer, Azathoth's face showed disgust.
Andre immediately got angry. If a little kid could look down on him, where was his dignity?
Azathoth was even more direct: "You are not even as good as my grandson, you are just a bug."
Hearing this, Cheng Mulin was also quite puzzled. To provoke the opponent? It shouldn't be that exaggerated. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if he was killed in return?
"Alright, go back to sleep. Here comes the pillow." Chen Jing patted Azathoth's head. It wasn't Azathoth's words that surprised him; that was already quite subtle. Azathoth's universe was basically at the peak of its power, and it was hard to find anyone who could crush her, not to mention that the big, stupid guy was just a mortal.
What truly astonished Chen Jing was that Azathoth actually listened to him. This was a deity whose age was estimated at tens of billions. Even if her sanity had evaporated, judging by the fact that she had been able to differentiate into Yog-Sothoth, her intelligence was still beyond human reach. Could such a being be commanded by him? Impossible.
"Me? Can I?" A face appeared on the pillow and asked.
Although the scene before him could scare a normal person to the point of being unable to sleep at night, Chen Jing still nodded calmly.
The pillow-chan was a mass of mysterious fluid, falling to the ground in a strange posture: "Let me tell you in advance, I am an Outer God."
“…”Should I say it’s expected?
"Nephew?" Andre was a little confused.
Cheng Mulin, however, read something from Chen Jing's wry smile and warned him, "Be careful, this nephew is not simple."
"In our words, the weakest Outer God is at the level of Aqui." This has to be a non-local battle, otherwise you will feel what a god is in every minute.
"Who is Aguiyi?" Cheng Mulin asked.
Chen Jing covered his face. He then remembered that it was impossible for ordinary humans to know the name of King Lih, not to mention that this name was given to him by the Marshal.
After landing, Baozhenjiang gradually changed from a pool of liquid into a slender girl. Although she was nearly 1.8 meters tall, her face was particularly childish and her arms were very thin, as if she was malnourished.
Chen Jing looked at Azathoth, Mr. A nodded, and then fell asleep leaning against Fenrir.
"Little girl, are you sure?" If the other party is a connector, his level should not be very high. His boss has such a high talent, but now he is only level six. How could any child be stronger than him? Andre still reminded.
Pillow-chan didn't think too much about it and nodded: "Beat you to death!"
"He is still very young, a child I recently differentiated." Azathoth said.
"Recently?" Chen Jing was stunned. If that was the case, this Outer God didn't exist in the K-series Universe?
Azathoth seemed to be able to know his thoughts directly: "Yes, when I first came here, Naaa was not here, so I wanted a servant to serve me, that's it." The most typical characteristic of the creator god - the embodiment of fantasy.
"Xiao Lin, tell your men not to provoke her. I can't control the situation." Chen Jing was worried. The Outer Gods were a very special group in the Kronos universe. Simply put, they were all differentiated from Azathoth or Aberoth. Their status was at the top of the universe. They usually did not appear in front of humans. Once they appeared, they would basically be wiped out, unless someone had the brains to charm Naaa.
Although the Old Ones are powerful, they are not invincible. In fact, there are many civilizations that can give them a try, but not the Outer Gods. For example, there is the Outer God "Source of the Old Ones" who is covered with the young of the Old Ones, and the Outer God "Bubble" who is omniscient and omnipresent, and there are still many who can compete with Bubble.
[Mythic Form Liberation Request from Twistedbolster.] A message appeared on the long-lost phone.
"Twistedbolster?" Chen Jing looked at Baozhenjiang. The name seemed to come from Baidu Translate.
"Hey, did you hit a dog that big?" Chen Jing shouted.
Bozhun-chan was stunned for a moment, then saw Azathoth's wry smile, and a message came in. It was about the shameful deeds of Yogurt-senpai.
"I can beat him, right?" Baozhenjiang was a little unsure. After all, Senior Yogurt was so strong, but he was defeated. Although her status was similar to his, she was much weaker.
Andre was stunned. The table had been moved in and he had finished warming up, but why did this guy look so cowardly?
The little girl trembled and asked, "Are you a dog?"
“…” One person with a sharp tongue left, and an even more vicious one came.
Andre was completely furious: "Your whole family are dogs!"
"Don't say that, only Mh'ithrha the Great is." That's a wolf, okay.
As the saying goes: The old times were afraid of ships, and the alien gods were afraid of dogs. The universe is so vast that nothing is strange.
"Twistedbolster." Chen Jing shouted.
Pillow-chan turned around: "Huh?"
"Don't use too much force. If someone dies, you'll be responsible." Do you really want me to rescue someone under the name of the Creator God? I'm afraid I'll be beaten to death.
"Oh oh oh!" The myth form liberation request ended.
Chen Jing nodded to Cheng Mulin: "Let's fight hand-to-hand."
"It's better to use weapons. It's not fair to the little girl."
"Don't regret it." Chen Jing reminded.
Cheng Mulin snorted, "How could that be? What on earth are you thinking?"
Borenhill took out the giant sword and handed it to Baozhenjiang, who took it and asked, "What sword?"
"The reforged sword of victory." said Brunel.
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