Step into the dark room again and sit on that recliner.
All the mess around has been cleaned up, and the huge container is still placed next to the lounge chair, with Bloody Mary poured into it again.
The stench of blood filled the room, and Tang Chen stayed in it indifferently.
His heart was restless, his blood was hot, and every part of his body was screaming for desire.
Deep in his consciousness, the restless bat is still struggling.
His eyes flickered, even if he didn't want to admit it anymore, it was still a fact, a fact before Tang Chen - his body had adapted, adapted to the blood color, adapted to everything here, adapted to the transformation of the blood nine-headed bat king
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This body is obviously his, but Tang Chen can't find any familiarity with it.
"Enough!"
With a roar, Tang Chen's hands suddenly clenched tightly, veins bulged on his neck, his teeth clenched, and his eyes were filled with blood.
The struggles deep in his consciousness were suppressed again. Tang Chen kicked the container over, and the dark red liquid wet the ground again. Tang Chen closed his eyes in pain and irritation, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing in the room.
By.
He doesn't want to be contaminated with these things anymore.
These are poisonous and will make his body addicted. Even the air contains toxins entering his body with every breath.
Tang Chen buried his head with a ferocious look on his face, beads of sweat fell from his temples, his body was trembling, and the taste of blood still remained in his mouth.
"Blood, blood, blood! I need blood!"
He was roaring like crazy, but he was constantly resisting. His body was longing for it, but his consciousness was resisting.
His body is filled with toxins, not just from Bloody Mary, but also from the Bloody Nine-Headed Bat King.
His own strength returned to this body again, but this body that had been completely eroded by toxins did not accept it, and the body's thirst for toxins became even stronger.
The door was knocked again, and the messenger stood outside the door. She frowned and held a glass of Bloody Mary in her hand.
This is so abnormal. In just half a day, the King of Slaughter has already ordered too many Bloody Marys.
Although he felt strange, the messenger still went to get a cup, suppressed his fear, threw away his doubts, relaxed his eyebrows, and waited quietly outside the door.
"Get out!"
Her body was trembling subconsciously, and the messenger didn't have the courage to push open the door, so she turned around and left with the glass of Bloody Mary.
"I want blood!"
The roar came again, and there was the sound of things being smashed. Without daring to go in, the messenger placed the glass of Bloody Mary at the door and left quickly.
Kneeling on the ground, Tang Chen's whole body was twitching. His face was close to the ground countless times, but he was pushed back by hands.
Tears flowed down, and finally, the cup was empty, and the restlessness of the body stopped, but Tang Chen had thoughts of self-destruction.
He compromised, but he didn’t accept it!
He couldn't even stop his body's reaction. What's the difference between this and the time when his consciousness was suppressed by the bloody nine-headed bat king?
No, this is even more unacceptable!
When the bloody nine-headed bat king controlled this body, Tang Chen could only watch in the depths of his consciousness. He could not do anything to his body. He could still comfort himself that it was not him, and everything that body did had nothing to do with it.
, these are all done by that beast.
But now it’s no longer possible, the dominance of the body has returned, back... is here.
He raised his left hand, gathered all his soul power, and slapped it on his chest resolutely. He didn't accept this kind of self. Since he couldn't control himself and there was still a risk of being controlled again, he might as well kill himself happily and get rid of it as soon as possible.
This torture.
A red light suddenly lit up, and when the hand was about to hit Tang Chen's chest, the light flashed and shook away the soul power in Tang Chen's palm.
It was a giant sword with a length of more than two meters. The long and thick sword was densely covered with dark golden magic patterns. The blood-red sword was filled with an extremely fierce killing aura. Part of the divine power inherited by Tang Chen was sealed in it.
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As if after knowing Tang Chen's intention, he was preparing to teach Tang Chen a lesson and let Tang Chen remember it. On one side of the long sword, the blade of the long sword slapped Tang Chen heavily. At the same time, the murderous aura on the long sword penetrated into Tang Chen's body from time to time.
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The body that had become quiet after drinking Bloody Mary began to become hot and hot again after the breath penetrated into it. Toxins and murderous aura were fighting in the body, but it was Tang Chen who suffered.
Subconsciously holding the hilt of the sword, part of the divine power was introduced, ending the struggle in an extremely domineering way.
Tang Chen reached out and stroked the sword, his face full of bitterness.
"You're not even allowed to commit suicide?"
How lucky I am to have found the divine inheritance, but how unfortunate I am to lose the qualification to inherit it, and have no chance of being with it throughout my life.
I used to be so close to success, but unfortunately, I made one wrong move and lost everything.
"Hahahahahahaha——"
Looking at the long sword, Tang Chen suddenly laughed, his eyes full of madness, as if he was crazy.
"If you don't become a god, you won't come back. What a great person who won't come back. You won't come back!"
That was his past promise, but Tang Chen can no longer do it.
"Sacrifice your own life so that the next inheritor can become a god. So this is the high priest?"
"Qian Daoliu, God's spokesperson in the human world, have you known for a long time? As a priest of God, you understood Bo Saixi's words."
"You knew from the beginning that you had no chance. Relying on the legacy of your ancestors and the grace of the gods, you and Bo Saixi were destined to have no chance of becoming gods from the moment they took the divine test."
"But now, I have no chance either. Our fate has become the same."
He was unwilling to do so, but he couldn't help it.
"God, it turns out he is so heartless."
Passing the eight tests was like child's play, changing his identity from inheritor to high priest, and his future has been determined.
Tang Chen smiled foolishly. He had never been as sad as he is now. Everything was like a joke.
"Does this count as me trapping myself? I personally pushed myself to this result."
"Bo Saixi, I can't help you."
Looking at the ground, Tang Chen remained silent for a long time.
Poseidon Island, Haotian Sect, the City of Killing...
These options appeared in his mind one after another, and Tang Chen thought about where he should go.
Now he can be said to be free, but not completely free.
When he goes to Poseidon Island, he can meet Bo Saisi, but now he has not fulfilled the promise he left, and he feels that he has no face to face Bo Saisi.
Sect......
Tang Chen reached into his arms and took out a golden hammer. There were black gemstones inlaid on both ends of the hammer, which looked extremely delicate.
He looked at the small hammer with a complicated expression.
He had arranged everything before leaving, but he was still worried about it.
As for the Killing City, here, he has something that can relieve his body's desire. He is confident that he can always suppress the bloody nine-headed bat king and be the master of this body.
Tang Chen held the hammer tightly, put it back in his arms, opened the door, and walked out.
This chapter has been completed!