I'm a villain, not a devil

Rocket's soul struggled in the wood carving, but he was originally called by Jehovah by unknown means, how could he escape the other party's control.

Jehovah, who had originally "welcomed" Rocket with a warm face, had a cold face, as if the name of Mio Thirteen aroused his anger.

"Rocket, you are good in everything, but your loyalty to Mio Thirteen is disgusting." Jehovah pinched the neck of the statue, and the voice of Rocket's soul suddenly became broken.

Jehovah stared at the other party coldly: "It's just a body without a soul, why do you miss Mio Thirteen so much?"

Rocket's soul struggled painfully, but it seemed that because of this, he actually found a trace of clarity in the chaos.

"Soul... is it that experiment?!" The wooden sculpture's mouth did not move, but it made an extremely angry sound, "No wonder, no wonder you got angry with Thirteen after that experiment... No, the mission to Heaven City was also issued by you."

The Lord said coldly: "I said, I don't like the name Mio Thirteen - originally, she should be the most suitable one, and her soul chip should be preserved like you..."

His eyes became more gloomy: "A monster without a soul, and a waste of my precious resources."

The rocket is out He was suddenly angry: "You... you wanted us to die a long time ago!"

The corner of Jehovah's mouth was strange and funny: "Ha, is it me? Rocket, think carefully, it was Mio Shisan's incompetence that harmed you, and it was Sean's insidiousness that killed you. And I, now I give you the opportunity to regain consciousness again... Kneel down and thank you, Rocket."

"Chief..." Rocket's soul seemed to be panting, "Ha, the body you carved for me, the knees are too hard, I can't kneel down!"

"Rocket, I'm beginning to lose patience with you." Jehovah looked at the wood carving for a while, and then said calmly.

Throwing the wood carving casually into the air, Rocket's anger suddenly stopped.

The wood carving floated in the air, and seemed to be falling into some terrible situation.

In the dark, Sean frowned, and his eyes gradually became solemn.

Is this also... a ritual?

Rocket's soul seemed to be treated as some kind of consumables...

While thinking, suddenly, I don't know if it was intentional or coincidental, a crazy beast appeared on the outskirts of the camp.

The crazy beast was not very strong, so after staring at Jehovah, it wandered around vigilantly.

Jehovah's eyes swept over casually, and then suddenly turned into a strange face full of mockery.

"Cute little pet...tsk tsk tsk." He shouted at the crazy beast like calling a dog, and even Sean in the dark couldn't help but have the urge to hit him.

Sean's eyes were slightly solemn. No wonder he called himself a chameleon. Was he imitating the characteristics of a strong man?

Sure enough, the crazy beast that was still wandering around gave up its vigilance after being provoked, and rushed up with a roar.

Jehovah turned back to himself and immediately showed a mocking smile.

The crazy beast pounced on the wooden sculpture of the rocket.

A violent biting sound was heard, and wood chips were scattered on the ground.

And the crazy beast just accidentally swallowed a piece of wood chips while biting, and then his muscles were bulging, and his breath suddenly expanded.

Even in a crazy state, the instinct of the Crazy Beast made it realize that this wood carving was a good thing!

It bit off the waist of the "rocket" viciously, and then swallowed the upper body of the wood carving into its stomach.

However, Jehovah did not let it do so.

The king-level Crazy Beast, even if it got some [Top] power, was too weak.

"Slurp~"

Jehovah opened his mouth, and the tongue in his mouth grew wildly, and then pierced the heart of the Crazy Beast fiercely.

The Crazy Beast shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and while the breath of life was rapidly lost, a tiny soul like dust drilled out of its body.

This was the first time Sean saw the soul of a creature.

A few strange looks flashed between his eyebrows. The so-called soul, can he feel a breath of supernatural power?

I'm afraid that, unlike the soul understood by the secular world, this is a kind of extraction and reproduction of certain characteristics of creatures by Jehovah's supernatural power...

Glancing at the weak soul, Jehovah showed a disdainful look: "Crazy beast, as a creature, the soul is not complete and too weak."

Immediately, he set his sights on the broken wooden sculpture.

After staying there for a while, Jehovah seemed to be waiting for something.

Then, he hugged the broken rocket wooden sculpture and half-knelt on the ground. After a twitch of his body, he actually burst into tears.

Jehovah seemed to be in great sorrow. He cried miserably, his mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't say a word.

What's even more weird is that after he cried for a while, his face began to wriggle and change, becoming another person.

His face kept changing, men and women, old and young all appeared, and there were even a few people Sean had seen.

Xi Liu, Yan Leng and other members of Mio Thirteen's team, but only Mio Thirteen is missing, as well as Tommy Brother, the twin brothers under Tommy Brother, and so on. Those who died long ago became the faces of Jehovah and kept appearing.

The only thing that remains unchanged is that every face is a desperate and sad crying face.

Finally, Jehovah turned back to his own face. He hugged the wooden sculpture like the body of a rocket and looked up at the sky in despair.

Suddenly, a soft and strange light came on from nowhere.

Even Sean in the dark showed a look of surprise, and the light almost pulled him out of the hidden illusion.

This is……

A look of ecstasy flashed across Jehovah's face. He quickly placed the wooden sculpture on the ground, knelt in front of him, and whispered something.

Because of the appearance of the light, Sean could not get too close to the ground, and could only vaguely hear words such as "mother", "gift" and "rebirth".

The light lasted for a while, and then floated to the southeast like a living thing.

A towering tree that almost covered the entire field of vision appeared in that direction.

However, the big tree is just a shadow, and it seems that it can only be seen from a fixed angle.

The huge tree crowns faced the evil dome, and then they all shook.

Gentle wind and warm light fell down.

Those lights fell on Rocket's wood carving, and the wood carving even sprouted buds.

The light seemed to be trying to do something, but after maintaining it for a period of time, the light seemed to find that it could do nothing, and finally had no choice but to disappear.

During this process, Jehovah had been staring at the light and tree shadows that appeared. His eyes were moving quickly and strangely, recording something like a camera.

Eventually, the light and the shadows of the trees disappeared.

The wooden sculpture of Rocket lay on the ground, and even though it was sprouting buds, it still couldn't change anything.

Jehovah picked up the wooden sculpture and inspected it, and finally frowned: "It still doesn't work... Why? Is there something missing? The mother is indeed recovering, and she clearly gave a reaction..."

"Is the degree of mother's recovery too low? Or are there any steps in my assumptions that are incorrect?"

He stood there and wandered for a long time, but Jehovah still could not find an answer that satisfied him.

Finally, he kicked Rocket's wood carving in dissatisfaction: "Trash... Is it because this trash is too weak to resonate with my mother?"

Jehovah's eyes became more and more gloomy: "If Mio Thirteen has a soul, then she is the best test subject...waste! Waste!"

After cursing irritably for a while, Jehovah put away all traces and prepared to leave here.

His experiments will continue, and he may need more test materials and more tests.

Sweeping towards a certain area of ​​the gray sea, Jehovah's face kept moving.

"Maybe we can summon the bodies of those two evil gods again next time, but we need to change our identities..."

He muttered to himself and was about to leave the camp.

After walking for a while with his head lowered, Jehovah did not seem to notice that he was spinning in circles.

After turning around for more than a dozen times, he glanced at the land around him, a trace of surprise and violence flashed in his eyes, and he immediately stopped.

Jehovah looked into the air, his eyes moving crazily up and down and left and right.

"This smell..." He grinned, "It must be you, the famous Nightmare Sean."

The air seemed to be broken, and Sean walked out calmly, waving condescendingly to Jehovah like a big star.

"It's our first time meeting you, but what should I call you?" Sean showed a slightly embarrassed look, "Leader of the Walkers? Chameleon? Follower of the Self Cult? Or..."

He made a comical gesture of spreading his hands, with a mocking look on his face: "The Great Lord?"

Jehovah's expression remained unchanged, even though the fists under his sleeves were secretly clenched tightly.

"I prefer you to call me the Great Jehovah." He seemed to accept Sean's taunting calmly.

Sean took a step forward with a smile: "Well, great Lord, I have some doubts, can you solve them for me?"

The corner of Jehovah's mouth twitched with a half-smile: "When I first heard the news of your death, I didn't take it seriously. In the past, when others didn't know about you, I made some judgments about you... Sure enough, you faked your death."

Sean did not let Jehovah change the topic to himself. He just paced leisurely in mid-air: "I can't compare to you, Jehovah, who has done so many big things."

The Lord smiled and said, “How long have you been here?”

Sean just shrugged and did not answer directly.

And Jehovah tilted his head like a chameleon: "You can't change your origin. What you lack most is still all kinds of secret knowledge. But what you said just now revealed something. You are pursuing the secrets I know... It seems that the origin Do you already know about supernatural powers?"

He glanced at Sean's feet: "Fox Magic... Hehe, I can't detect you even though you are so close. Sean, the speed of your advancement is really terrifying. You have surpassed the middle level of Crimson and are close to the upper level of Crimson... Moreover, it has no smell, just like the morning wind when the sun was not blocked... Your pollution has also been eliminated. It seems that you have also received a lot of benefits from your mother. "

Sean smiled, then stretched: "Then it's time for you to answer my question?"

"sure……"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jehovah suddenly disappeared from the spot. Immediately, a long tongue emerged from another corner and went straight to the space under Sean.

Sean's figure flashed and disappeared in mid-air, and his body was exactly in the direction of the attack of Jehovah's tongue.

"You guessed it right, so cool." Sean laughed, almost wiping the tip of his tongue and disappearing into the air again.

Jehovah appeared in the same place, and the color on his body was changing back to the color of the camp environment.

Looking around vigilantly, Jehovah sneered: "Sean, I know you inside and out. Even the illusion of the middle level of crimson has no effect on me."

"Oh, really?" Sean's laughter echoed around the camp.

Jehovah kept turning around and staring at the empty corners, shouting: "It's useless!"

"Really?"

"Of course!"

"Really?"

"Of course!"

The two repeated meaningless words like bickering children.

Suddenly, Jehovah's steps slowed down, and he suddenly widened his eyes.

Raising his hand suddenly, he found that his skin had turned into a strange lavender at some point.

Sean's laughter echoed everywhere: "I didn't intend to deceive you with illusions from the beginning. I was just teasing you."

Jehovah's expression suddenly became solemn. The five fingers of his right hand turned into five syringes, which were inserted into his abdomen at once, trying to expel the venom.

"Do you know how the original powers don't work with each other?" Jehovah said hatefully.

Sean laughed loudly: "Mr. Jehovah, don't treat me as a fool."

Jehovah's face turned dark purple, and his steps began to stagger.

"Using illusions as something to attract my attention... You have already started to poison the surroundings, right?" Jehovah's voice trembled slightly.

What answered him was Sean's mocking laughter.

Jehovah could no longer stand steadily. He staggered to the ground, his eyes full of violence.

"Evildoers, frauds, lies... Collected three types..." Jehovah's voice became unwilling, "What a lucky fool."

He could no longer control his limbs.

Sean finally showed up, and he sneered, "Jehovah, I thought you had some tricks up your sleeve?"

"Sean..."

"Well, I'm listening." Sean smiled.

A tongue suddenly appeared, piercing the air beside Sean.

The shadow was disappearing, and Sean's entity slowly appeared in the original place.

Jehovah's tongue was piercing his heart, and it kept squirming.

There was no sign of poisoning on Jehovah's face. He shook his tongue and lifted Sean up.

"It's really the etheric body..." Jehovah sneered.

"I've been wondering, how did you get here? The only explanation is that when I summoned the evil god's body, I happened to summon you..." Jehovah's face was full of joy, "Don't doubt it, I have investigated you. Although your whereabouts in the Gray Sea are unknown, some details can be combined."

His tongue seemed to be able to penetrate the soul, and Sean on it could not move.

"You have some connection with the Seducer Gao Zhi... So it's not surprising that I summoned you with the ritual of summoning Gao Zhi."

Jehovah opened his arms: "Then, how could you, who was summoned as an etheric body, poison me?"

Sean stared at him on the tongue, and finally nodded weakly: "Yes, so I didn't poison me."

He suddenly laughed: "I have been using illusions all the time."

Jehovah's smile froze on his face.