Shameless Warlock

"Disgusting." Blood Orange spat.

Green light shrugged, disapproving:

"But you have to admit that the other party is very smart."

"In order to obtain the life source of the frost giant without risk, she has made too many preparations."

"She tolerated the existence of the Blue Clothes Sect, and she cleared many obstacles for Quellas... For this reason, she even hired me to help with some shady things."

Blood Orange snorted: "So you kidnapped that container just to let Quellas take him with you?"

Green Light nodded: "This intention couldn't be more obvious."

"Actually, if Quellas had some wisdom, he should have seen many things wrong long ago."

"It's a pity that he has been dazzled by the godhead that is at his fingertips, and has forgotten what a terrifying woman Myrcella is."

"The obsession of mortals is so ridiculous sometimes."

After that, there is no need to say anything about the green light, and the blood orange can also deduce it based on the existing information.

Myrcella secretly promoted the development of everything, including clearing the ancient guardians from the frost giant's chamber for them.

This is tantamount to sending the godhead to Quellas, and let him refine this special godhead for himself.

After all, Mysaila couldn't be sure whether there was an unknown danger lurking in this godhead.

According to Green Light's attitude, what he played in this incident was just a role of assisting the goddess of ice and snow, Myrcella. He may have received some benefits, but he was by no means the protagonist.

"No wonder you so swear to me that you can get [Emperor Meteor]."

Blood Orange looked contemptuous:

"You are so happy to eat the bones that Myrcella threw to you casually?"

Faced with Blood Orange's ridicule, Green Light didn't seem to mind, and was even a little proud:

"Of course I ate very happily. Why, are you envious?"

"Or, the bones you begged from McCann weren't sweet enough? If that's the case, I can introduce you to some gods who spend more money. In terms of our relationship, I promise not to charge intermediary fees."

The Nine Colors of the Shadow Realm, the top force in the Shadow Realm, has maintained a neutral attitude for many years. They have the power to approach the gods, and they are also the masters of the shadow world, but most of them maintain a certain relationship with the gods more or less.

This kind of relationship exists almost by default, so Green Light doesn't feel that there is anything shameful about his cooperation with Myrcella.

To say it is shameful, the rumors about McCann and blood oranges that have been circulating in the Ninth Manor are the most explosive...

He said that purely to disgust blood oranges.

The two are indeed old rivals for many years, but due to their identity as Nine Colors, they can't fight each other, so they can only do things that disgust each other to please themselves.

It may seem a little boring to outsiders, but for these strong people who have lived for thousands of years, this may be a rare interesting thing in a boring and long life.

Blood Orange didn't speak, she seemed to be thinking about something.

Seeing this scene, Lu Guang became even more joyful mockingly: "Don't you look very happy?"

"That's right, poor McCann was hunted down all over the world, and he didn't even keep the Golden City..."

"Of course he doesn't have time to take care of you."

Blood Orange turned around and walked slowly towards the green light.

Her eyes were fixed on the green light, and she said in a calm tone: "Myrcella's layout is indeed very subtle, but if there is one person in this world who can surpass Ferlando in terms of intrigue and cunning, that person is definitely not Myrcella."

"Even if Myrcella does have the reputation of a female version of Ferlando."

Lu Guang raised his eyebrows, and suddenly became interested:

"You mean McCann? The guy who sells boxes everywhere?"

"Do you look down on box sellers?" Blood Orange looked at the green light with a half-smile: "Do you dare to say that you have never opened McCann's treasure box in your life?"

Lu Guang thought for a while: "I can't guarantee this, I have opened some free treasure chests."

"Everyone is in debt."

Blood Orange stretched out his hand with a smile, and took the [Emperor Meteor] from Lu Guang's hand, and his tone became cheerful:

"Speaking of which, even if you take down this Diyun, it will be used to pay off the debt according to our previous agreement. How can you be so arrogant when you pay the debt?"

Lu Guang snorted coldly, watching Di Yun fall into Blood Orange's hands, his eyes were a bit reluctant:

"Because I can renege on my debts. Although I didn't choose to."

"You may be able to renege."

Blood Orange played with Di Yun in his hand: "But no one can blame McCann."

"What does this have to do with McCann?" Green Light frowned: "I always have an ominous premonition when you talk like that. Could it be that the lingering guy is getting involved again?"

Xue Cheng didn't answer him, took Di Yun and left.

Green Light wanted to catch up with a displeased face, but he heard Blood Orange say lightly:

"You seem to have forgotten that there should be an unremarkable black cat in your story."

Lu Guang froze there, showing a thoughtful expression.

...

In the frost giant's bedroom, the appearance of Myrcella changed everything.

Including the son of the dark moon who is eager to try, at this moment, he can only watch the show honestly.

No one expected that the story would have such a huge reversal. All the efforts of Quellas turned out to be just a bureau of the ice and snow goddess Myrcella.

Now, Myrcella is controlling Geralt's body, using it as a container, using the power of faith in the kingdom of God to melt the godhead!

Although the followers of the Blue Clothes Sect are heretics and will pollute Myrcella's power of belief, the core of the teachings is still in her hands. As long as she has a clone in the main material world, she can control everything!

Those believers still don't know that the direction of their power of faith has quietly changed.

Quelrath completely collapsed.

At this moment, although the divine fire did not continue to burn his body, his mind had collapsed every inch of his mind—even the last pure land in his heart, Surenna, was a clone transformed from Mysaila, so what is the meaning of his life?

In the end, he is just a tool, and his son is also a container.

This is the mighty power of the gods. It not only possesses transcendent power, but also has vision and pattern that ordinary people cannot fathom.

Quellas was disheartened, he lost the heart to resist, and quietly waited for Myrcella's execution.

But Myrcella didn't want to kill him just like that.

Her current attention was still focused on the crystal bottle and the small paper boat.

These two things represent the frost giant's core divine power and residual divinity respectively. After the smelting of the godhead is completed, she will be able to assimilate these two treasures to her heart's content. At that time, as long as the container is sent to the Kingdom of God, she will be able to make great strides forward, and maybe even further get involved in the realm of [life].

If all goes well, her title may change from Ice and Snow Goddess to [Ice, Snow and Life Goddess].

It's a wonderful thing to think about.

Myrcella was in a very good mood, her gaze circled back and forth in the bedroom, and suddenly noticed the trembling black cat on the ground.

"Mowgli, you have done well."

Her tone was a little softer: "When this time is over, I will allow you to return to my kingdom of God."

The black cat lay motionless on the ground, as if dead.

Qin Lele looked at the black cat in surprise: "So you are also a 25-year-old boy!"

"I'm not!" The black cat suddenly frowned.

"I'm her...husband." It looked annoyed and frustrated.

"You are still so cute, Mowgli." Myrcella said with a smile, "It seems that your memory is still not fully recovered."

"Have you forgotten what you were punished for?"

"As one of my lovers, it's not a good habit to be jealous."

The black cat Mowgli raised his paw with great difficulty, and said in a low tone:

"I didn't forget, I remembered it all."

"I am a member of His Majesty Mysaila's Kingdom of God, and one of her many lovers. I was relegated to the mortal world because of jealousy; because when I was in the Kingdom of God, I often regarded myself as the husband of a goddess, and was hated by many people. Curse, in order to protect me from dying, His Royal Highness Myrcella generously gave me the [Mark of Immortality], this is the reason why I can always survive."

"His Royal Highness Myrcella sent me down to make amends. He turned me into a black cat and followed Geralt to ensure that Geralt would not die. If an extreme situation arises, I must abandon my mark of indestructibility. Guarantee that Geralt is alive, of course, fortunately, Geralt is lucky, and has not encountered any danger to his life."

Myrcella said with a smile: "You did a good job, even luck is enough."

"Come here, I will take you back to the Kingdom of God, this is the reward you deserve, not to mention, I do miss you a little too."

The black cat didn't move.

"Huh?" Myrcella was a little surprised.

At this moment, the godhead in Geralt's body suddenly jumped.

Like a newborn heart, it makes a powerful beating sound.

"It's done!" Myrcella was a little excited. She ignored the abnormality of the black cat Mowgli, but chose to focus most of her attention on the godhead on her chest.

She carefully tasted the power and laws contained in the godhead, and at that moment, she was deeply fascinated.

"The feeling of harvest is really pleasant."

Myrcella sighed in a low voice.

In the next second, she opened the long-necked crystal bottle in her hand and began to actively absorb the core divine power contained in it.

And the little paper boat was also held in her palm, ready to be opened at any time.

Everything seemed to be falling into place.

"I feel like I'm going to run away. It's not safe to continue watching the excitement."

The son of the dark moon whispered to himself, and glanced at Qin Lele beside him, and found that this girl had similar thoughts as him.

Qin Lele is not a fool, although Blood Orange asked her to follow Geralt, but now, she will not continue to watch the show at the risk of being obliterated by Myrcella; in fact, she is already a little scared.

Will I be silenced after witnessing all kinds of methods of Myrcella?

I don't know where Xu Nan went.

When she thought this way, she was already ready to run away.

However, just as she took half a step back, a miraculous scene happened——

The godhead on "Geralt"'s chest was jumping wildly, and suddenly, that ball of godhead disappeared, replaced by a wriggling piece of gold!

Myrcella's eyes widened suddenly, looking at the melting gold in "my" chest, with disbelief all over my face.

In the hall, there was a sudden exclamation:

"Mom!"

Qin Lele covered her chest in panic!

But seeing that the originally ordinary breasts grow up at a speed visible to the naked eye, jumping and jumping like a fetus, the picture is both horrifying and funny!

Myrcella looked at Qin Lele in surprise and anger!

The Son of the Dark Moon was at a complete loss.

Qin Lele clasped her chest and explained nervously:

"Don't look at me!"

"I'm... I'm grown!"

"Isn't it normal for puberty to develop faster?"

Puff puff!

Her chest swelled more and more.

"You stole my godhead!" Myrcella screamed terribly!

This time, Qin Lele couldn't control it anymore.

For some reason, the godhead of the frost giant has completely integrated into her chest, she just feels that countless complicated mysteries are pouring into her mind, and with her IQ, it is really difficult to absorb so many laws at once!

What's more, she has no believers, no god fire, even if she merges with the godhead, she will die!

Qin Lele was so frightened that she almost cried.

She didn't know what happened.

However, at this moment, a gentle voice came:

"Don't be afraid, you're just growing."

Qin Lele raised her head as if grasping at straws, and looked at Xu Nan tearfully!

"Wow!"

She obviously hadn't cried just now, but seeing Xu Nan now, for some reason, her heart suddenly softened, she couldn't control her fear, and cried out loud.

"Xu Nan, don't lie to me! How can you be so developed! This thing ran into my body by itself, and I didn't steal it at all!"

Qin Lele really panicked.

Myrcella's murderous intentions were always locked on her. If she hadn't just controlled the container to absorb the frost giant's divine power, Qin Lele might have been killed by her ten thousand times long ago if she couldn't make a move right now!

Even so, she also felt an unprecedented coercion.

This is Kamui.

Xu Nan hugged her gently, and slowly opened the [Courage] field.

Qin Lele's panic immediately decreased a lot.

The field of courage originating from Huang Wu also offset the power of the field of the kingdom of God to a certain extent.

Myrcella stared at Xu Nan coldly: "Warlock Ron?"

"Is Paradise Lost meddling in my affairs? It's ridiculous."

"what is going on?"

She also looks a little confused at the moment.

There was a huge loophole in the originally flawless plan. Of course, she saw Qin Lele's identity as the chosen one of the God of Treasure Chests!

"Damn it, how did McCann get involved?"

Myrcella cursed secretly in her heart, somewhat hesitant and confused.

You know, the whole plan is under her strict control, and McCann has no chance at all if he wants to make a fool of himself.

The two sides fell into silence and stalemate. Myrcella has accelerated the absorption of divine power. No matter what McCann wants to do, she is determined to obtain this divine rank!

At this moment, the black cat who had been silent all this time suddenly said quietly:

"Everyone is in debt."

"Geralt is no exception."

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