A chance to see God?!

Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank, and he subconsciously thought that Catherine was going to hold a "welcome ceremony" for him, just like they had polluted Emma.

This doesn't make sense. With the negative energy I displayed last time and my profession as an illusionist, there's no need for me to hold a ritual of corruption... Zhang Yuanqing was confused and worried, with a look of curiosity and doubt on his face:

"Seeing God? Oh, if you want to use a higher being to pollute me and control me, I refuse."

Evil professions are also afraid of pollution and madness. Their own obsessions will lead to distorted personalities, but will not affect their IQ. However, if they are severely polluted, their intelligence will be reduced.

Zhang Yuanqing said this to test Catherine.

If the other party's goal is to get him to accept the ceremony, you have to think of a reasonable reason to refuse.

Or, relying on being an incarnation, he takes risks and endures the "brainwashing" of a higher-level being.

“You don’t need it!”

Catherine smiled and said, "Your evil thoughts are like a bottomless quagmire. Although it may seem calm on the surface, it can actually pollute a lake."

After she finished teasing, she said seriously: "The battle tomorrow night may involve the attention of high-ranking masters or even demigod-level masters. We need to add some insurance for ourselves."

"Insurance?" Zhang Yuanqing allowed a hint of anticipation to appear on his stern face.

But he felt more and more solemn in his heart, because he had no reason to refuse. Who would refuse a life-saving trump card? Refusing would actually cause problems.

Catherine smiled mysteriously and said, "To be precise, it's shelter! Don't underestimate our Hunter Guild. Our foundation is much deeper than that of the Lawful Organization."

God's Protection Zhang Yuanqing felt a little heavy in his heart. If the Heavenly Punishment dared to start a war, they must have been fully prepared and fully confident, but the evil camp was not a pushover either.

II. In the confrontation between the two major camps, there is almost no situation where one side has superior combat power or intelligence; who wins and who loses can only be determined by one's best efforts and the rest of the work is left to fate.

Furthermore, he was not sure whether the so-called "God" would see through his disguise. The clone was a 100% replica of the original owner, but it was limited to the master level and below. The means and core of the higher-level could not be replicated. For example, the clone did not have a black heart.

The functions of modifying the spirit realm ID and devouring character cards cannot be replicated.

If the god that Catherine mentioned realizes that he is an avatar, then his identity as "Master of Tongtian" will be useless and Chang's plan will fail.

But if the real body came, he didn't dare to take the risk.

Feeling a bit of a headache, Zhang Yuanqing quickly thought of a solution.

Ten seconds later, he thought of a solution. He looked at the bright and charming Catherine in a black dress and said calmly: "Blessing? How to bless? When will it start?"

"In half an hour." Catherine glanced at the clock.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded without changing his expression and said, "I'll leave for a while."

Catherine stared at him: "What are you going to do!?"

Zhang Yuanqing said, "Make some preparations. I don't want to become a madman."

After saying this, his dark brown pupils reflected a bizarre dream, and his body disappeared into the private room.

Catherine did not stop.

An uninhabited house at the border of Queens and the Isle of Man.

II stars lit up in no particular order, and Tongtian Jiaozhu and Ju Mang met in the bedroom.

Ju Mang quickly grabbed the perfect human skin and handed it to Tong Tian Jiaozhu: "Go back quickly, I bet there are no bullets in the gun."

Now we can only hope that the so-called "protection" is not a one-on-one service from God to his followers. Otherwise, even if it is a cause and effect item, I am afraid it cannot be hidden from God's gaze.

After all, the status of perfect human skin is not high.

"If I lose the bet, this cause-and-effect item will also be lost." The clone said regretfully.

If he lost the bet, he would lose a perfect human skin, but if he didn't bet, Hui Chang's plan would have been ruined.

Zhang Yuanqing was like talking to himself in front of a mirror, sorting out the logic for himself: "Catherine said that God cannot come to the world, which means you can't face God directly. If you exclude one-on-one service, then the possibility of cause and effect props being concealed is very high."

The clone gave a thumbs up: "As expected of the original body, I am the clone, I am a rookie, but you are awesome!"

After saying this, the clone put on perfect human skin and restored his original appearance. He then reached out and wiped his face, disguising himself as Master Tongtian again. However, his core was already completely the character of Zhang Yuanqing, and he had borne all the causes and effects of the original body. In this way, he was a living person, not a clone.

"Let's go!" The clone waved his hand and turned into starlight and disappeared.

Fifteen minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing returned to No. 69 Hamburger Street and opened the door of the private room again.

"If there really is any contamination, do you think that with your skills as an illusionist, you can stabilize your personality and state?"

Catherine sat lazily on the sofa with a playful smile.

I knew you would think so. Smart people like to imagine and are very confident in what they have imagined.

Zhang Yuanqing said calmly: "Stop talking nonsense!"

He sat on the sofa opposite Catherine, waiting for the time to come.

Patriarch Tongtian has only been in the Hunter's Guild for a short time, so it is impossible for him to have complete trust in the organization. In addition, he has a fragment of the Holy Disc on him, and it is reasonable for him to be on guard when he hears that he will be facing the protection of a powerful being of high status.

In this situation, it is reasonable to buy yourself some time to prepare for defense.

Seeing that he remained silent, Catherine felt that she had hit upon the Master Tongtian's thoughts, and smiled sweetly.

Yingying stood up and took out a canvas, a dark, oily bowl, and a purple glass bottle from the wooden cabinet in the corner.

She unfolded the canvas, pressed down the four corners with heavy objects, uncorked the glass bottle, and poured dark green liquid into the pitch-black bowl.

Zhang Yuanqing sat aside and watched curiously.

Catherine stretched out a crystal-clear finger and quickly stirred the dark green liquid in the bowl, using her finger as a pen to draw snail-like runes on the canvas.

These runes are twisted and ugly, and at first glance they look chaotic, but when combined together, they have an inexplicable harmony, like a whole, a whole that fits the rhythm of the Tao. Just like countless mortise and tenon joints.

When Catherine finished drawing the last rune, the canvas suddenly burst into a dark green light, which seemed to gather into a two-meter-high light gate.

"Come in." Catherine looked back and smiled, then stepped into the light gate.

Dark green ripples appeared, and she passed through the light door and disappeared into the private room.

The God that Catherine mentioned was not in the spiritual realm... Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath and followed Catherine into the door.

There was a flash of phantom light, and soon, Zhang Yuanqing found himself in a vast space. There was a gray sky with no sun or moon.

The chaotic and unclear light from the sky shines through the gray clouds, leaving the world in a state of semi-brightness and semi-darkness.

What came into Zhang Yuanqing's sight was a bright red lake, like a ruby ​​inlaid in the earth.

Blood Lake? Blood Lake!

The location of the blood lake is in the Kingdom of God!

Is this the Kingdom of God mentioned by the Freedom Covenant?

Zhang Yuanqing's heart was pounding and he almost couldn't control his emotions. The God he wanted to "see" was really the god who created the Covenant of Freedom.

Catherine walked up to him with a look of piety and respect, and whispered: "This is the place where the elders of the Free Covenant swore to overthrow the tyranny of the Church."

As expected, Zhang Yuanqing lowered his voice and asked, "What on earth is God, and what is in the blood lake?"

Catherine nodded: "The Blood Lake is where Chi is sleeping."

As he spoke, he knelt on the ground and bowed towards the blood lake, his smooth forehead touching the ground devoutly.

This shouldn't be a spiritual realm, but it's not the real world either. Is it a legendary secret realm? A secret realm that was opened up by a powerful person of high status and is independent of reality! Zhang Yuanqing guessed secretly in his heart.

When Catherine straightened up, he asked, "Didn't you say that God can't come to the world?"

“Who told you that was the true body of God?” Catherine’s white hair was stained with mud and she giggled, “The one sleeping in the blood lake is His incarnation in the world.”

The incarnation of the human world… Zhang Yuanqing asked: “What does the incarnation of God look like?”

Catherine smiled mysteriously!

"You'll know in a moment."

Under Zhang Yuanqing's gaze, she walked to the edge of the blood lake, cut her wrist with her fingertips, letting the blood flow into the blood lake in a stream. She then leaned over, scooped up a handful of blood, raised her head and drank it. The bright red blood flowed down her snow-white neck, with a kind of sad and enchanting beauty.

The next moment, Catherine covered her ears, fell to the ground, and let out a heart-wrenching scream, as if she was suffering from some terrible torture. The intense pain made her roll on the ground. After more than ten seconds, Catherine stopped rolling and stared at the sky in a daze.

After a while, her eyes regained their spirits and she turned over and sat up, letting out a breath of relief.

She looked at Zhang Yuanqing and said with a smile: "Offer your own blood in exchange for the holy water of the blood lake, and you will be able to obtain the protection of the gods. The holy water will infect you with the aura of the gods. Once you are attacked by a powerful person of high status, the gods will look at you and save you."

The high-ranking masters I mentioned are peak masters or demigods. The attacks of level 7 or 8 masters are not within the vision of the gods, so this is mainly to give us an insurance policy.

Would drinking the gods' bath water make me stupid? Zhang Yuanqing looked at Catherine and felt relieved that she was quite normal and not crazy.

In addition, he felt relieved when he found out that he was blessed in this way, because he didn't have to face the gods directly and didn't have to receive one-on-one service from the gods, which greatly reduced the probability of his identity being exposed.

He walked to the edge of the blood lake, and Catherine reminded him: "The holy water contains the power of the gods. If you drink too much, there are only two results. One is that the physical body will collapse and return to the spiritual realm on the spot. The other is that you will be deformed into a terrible monster. Although you have the power to destroy everything, you will also lose your spiritual intelligence, which is equivalent to the death of consciousness, and there is no recovery."

"That's why we only add insurance to ourselves instead of using the holy water to gain divine power."

Deformed into a terrifying monster? Is the god a Breaking Bad professional?

Zhang Yuanqing asked: "Then how much should I drink?"

Catherine said: "You are at the peak of the Saint level, but your body is weak, so you cannot take in more than five liters."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded and scooped a little bit into his palm.

This is unhygienic, should I boil it before drinking to kill the bacteria? He hesitated, but when he thought that he was a clone, he gritted his teeth and sucked it into his mouth with a slurp.

In an instant, he felt like he had drunk magma. The burning taste exploded on the tip of his tongue, poured into his throat, and fell into his stomach.

Zhang Yuanqing felt as if his internal organs were burned to charcoal. What was even more fatal was that he heard terrible mumblings in his ears, like whispers in a dream, or like an incomprehensible ancient language.

Like Catherine just now, he covered his ears and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

But at this moment, the pain in body and soul could not cover up the shock in the heart.

Demon species!

The demon species in the bottom of the cruise ship!!