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Hearing the voice, Su Changxing's heart sank. The other party was a divine being, and it was unpredictable what kind of methods he would use.

If the other party communicates with him, it means that he has the negotiation capital. Otherwise, the god will not pay attention to him at all.

A smile appeared on Su Changxing's lips. These had been expected, otherwise he wouldn't have come here, but the situation was more complicated than expected.

"Greed, what is greed? We people are struggling on the edge of life and death. Is it greed to want to live?" He had a mocking tone, his voice was not loud, and it echoed in the room.

"Give you one last chance to become my disciple and gain eternal life, otherwise it is death."

The voice was cold and calm, without the slightest fluctuation, as if it was coming from a machine.

Su Changxing only felt a stinging pain between his eyebrows, like a knife inserted into his brain from above. The left and right sides of his brain were divided, and countless different thoughts emerged from his mind, each talking about their own things.

It was a simple message from the gods that would send him into his own chaos.

There is only one way to escape from this chaos, and that is to become a believer of the other party.

When he stepped through the door, he had no choice.

After a while.

Su Changxing's eyes were clear. The god had not affected him at all. He had his own followers and enjoyed devout faith. His soul became more independent after being washed by faith.

A person who has been a king will no longer think about being someone else's subject, and the same is true for his soul.

Keris felt that there was another god standing behind him, so he said such words and wanted him to fall over.

Bang ~

The door was pushed open again, hitting the wall with a loud bang.

Mu Donglai stood at the door covered in blood, with a lot of black feathers on his clothes. He looked at Su Changxing with extreme hatred: "You actually dare to plot against me!"

Su Changxing walked up to the rat-man statue and put his hand on it.

"Don't we cooperate very well? You hold the monster while I come over to get the things."

He looked back with a smile on his face, and his six blue-rippled eyes looked at Mu Donglai.

"you?"

Mu Donglai first looked surprised, wondering why Su Changxing had the same ability as Zhong Qijun, and then said coldly: "You'd better give me the thing."

Su Changxing held the rat-man statue in his hand. The six eyes had different expressions, "I'm curious, why do you want this thing? What is it for?"

He took this statue for faith, but Mu Donglai obviously did not.

Mu Donglai took a few steps forward and found that the space here was completely distorted. If he could not distinguish the connection structure of the space, he would not be able to reach Su Changxing's position.

"Asking questions knowingly!"

Mu Donglai's expression became ferocious, and he fed himself a black pill. Some gray lines appeared on his skin, densely packed, covering every position.

Su Changxing could recognize that they were some divine inscriptions, extremely twisted divine inscriptions, presented by the pill.

He scratched the hair on the back of his head with his hand, looking uncomfortable, then laughed maniacally and said:

"As expected, there must be so-called gods standing behind you. They seem to appear out of nowhere."

"In other words, they have been parasitic on your body for a long time, but they only broke out now."

Mu Donglai's expression was calm. He pulled out the blade from his waist and cut off his entire arm with one blow. As the blood spurted out, his arm fell heavily to the ground.

Pain swept through his body, causing his expression to become distorted, and saliva, snot, and tears flowed out involuntarily.

Large swaths of gray mist filled the room, passing through the gaps in space.

"Actually, I don't want to, and I don't want to either, but there is no other way. I can only do this."

"Brother Luola Liu, please go to hell, I'm sorry!"

The words just fell.

Su Changxing felt that his body could not move, and he walked back and forth towards Mu Dong involuntarily. The same gray lines appeared on his hands and face.

The Sky-breaking Eye could detect the gaps in the space, and it was from between these gaps that he walked to the statue of the rat man.

now.

He was returning along the original path along those gaps, walking back and forth towards Mudong, as if he wanted to take the initiative to offer the rat-man statue.

Su Changxing said calmly: "Is this your ability? Mind assimilation, you started to use it when we first met."

Mu Donglai laughed, his body trembling, half of his body was wet from the blood from the incision on his shoulder, but he didn't care at all:

"Understood? So what, but it is rare for you to say such a thing. You are the second person. Your mental power is also unexpectedly strong, but in front of me, your mental strength is of little use."

His face was red, and he cut off his left leg with another knife. He stood on the ground with one foot independently, and the gray mist was a secret.

Su Changxing felt a huge amount of terrifying spiritual power in his body, overwhelming him.

"The Spirit Clan? It turns out you are the Spirit Clan, no wonder. Huang Yeying and Zhong Qijun were both controlled by you in this way."

Most people will fall into a state of extreme panic at this time. No one will accept that their spirit is infinitely dominated by others, and they will have instinctive fear.

Mu Donglai looked at Su Changxing's appearance and couldn't help but frown, feeling that something was wrong. He was too calm, too calm to be true.

Especially those six eyes that are still looking around, which only makes people feel creepy.

With a crisp sound, Mu Donglai fell heavily to the wooden floor, his eyes wide open with an incredible look on his face,

His body showed symptoms of paralysis, so he fell to the ground, but this was not the most fatal.

The most deadly ones come from mental confusion.

The spiritual power of the Eldar is extremely powerful by nature, so powerful that it scares even them.

Even a newly born baby is a hundred times more powerful than a human being.

But being too powerful is sometimes not a good thing.

Such mental power that is so powerful that they themselves have difficulty controlling it also makes all aspects of their perception infinitely amplified, and their various emotions are richer than those of humans.

This is dangerous.

For extraordinary people, overly intense emotions can easily cause them to fall out of control.

This requires them to maintain inner calm at all times and suppress their emotions, otherwise they are very likely to lose control.

Mu Donglai's skin showed symptoms of ulcers, and his spirit became abnormal. He yelled: "This is the plague? It's impossible how could I be infected with the plague? I am a person protected by the gods."

He was all too familiar with such symptoms. His skin was ulcerated and his body was gradually becoming paralyzed.

This was not fatal in the first place, but the chaotic effects of the plague caused his spirit to collapse like an avalanche.

Along with the mental collapse, the soul also began to twist, the body was alienated, the bones were broken and the flesh stretched out, and the brain bones were constantly expanding and enlarging. The whole thing looked like a balloon that was being inflated.

Then, his brain exploded out of thin air, and his body fell to the ground motionless, in a half-dead state. His huge mental power catalyzed the continuous growth of his body.

Su Changxing saw that Mu Donglai was dead, it was only a matter of time, and his spirits began to collide with each other and attack each other.

"When you plotted against me, how could I not plot against you?"

He said softly, watching Mu Donglai destroy himself bit by bit.

This is also to see whose method is more skillful. If he cannot control the plague, he might be the one lying on the ground.

Everything happened so suddenly, just like the fall of the Eldar clan.

When talking to the old city lord before, he also asked for some information about the Eldar Tribe.

In the era when the Eldar were most powerful, they ruled world after world and race after race.

The powerful Eldar spirits can rival the gods, and some have even been killed by them.

When the life level and power level reach a certain level, you can be called a god, but this does not equate to combat power.

The fall of the Eldar began with a psychic storm that swept across all worlds.

This spiritual storm plunged them into self-destruction. First, the most powerful Eldar, who were comparable to gods, died, and then the weak Eldar.

All gifts come with a price, a price that the Eldar cannot bear.

No one knows where this spiritual storm started. It may have started from a supreme god, or it may have occurred naturally.

Su Changxing leaned over and took off the bronze bracelet from Mu Donglai's hand, and observed the divine patterns on it: "It is said that the Spirit Clan will not yield to any gods, but it seems to be just a legend."

He felt the flavor of faith on the bracelet, which seemed to come from another god.

Mu Donglai accepted the mission from the god and came to seize the rat-man statue.

However, this incident happened in the past few days. Mu Donglai probably had just come into contact with that god, and for some reason, he had to sacrifice his life for him.

Something has changed in this world, and gods that had disappeared long ago began to appear one after another, in various ways.

Su Changxing threw the rat-man statue and the bronze bracelet into the pocket galaxy and disconnected from this world.

The wrinkles in the space gradually smoothed out and returned to normal, returning to their original appearance. The ground was covered with corpses, and dried blood was mixed with dust.

Not too bright light came from the collapsed side of the building, and a mobile phone with a black screen was left next to Mu Donglai's body.

Su Changxing exhaled, the four eyes on his cheeks closed, and then gradually disappeared.

Immediately afterwards.

His expression changed drastically as he heard the shrill laughter coming from downstairs, like a monkey.

A very familiar voice.

The demon has not disappeared!

Yes, that demon is a real existence and will not disappear just because the influence of the rat statue disappears.

A figure taller than the entire building appeared in front of him, with long black hair and no head.