Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank, and he subconsciously thought that Catherine was going to hold a "welcome ceremony" for him, just like how they polluted Emma.
It makes no sense. With the negative energy I showed last time, and with my profession as an illusionist, there is no need to hold a degeneration ceremony. Zhang Yuanqing was confused and worried, with a look of curiosity and doubt on his face:
"Meet God? Oh, if you want to pollute me and control me with a high-level existence, then I refuse."
Evil professions are also afraid of pollution and madness. Their own obsessions will lead to personality distortion, but it will not affect their IQ. However, if they are exposed to strong pollution, their intelligence will be reduced.
Zhang Yuanqing said this because he wanted to test Catherine.
If the other party's purpose is to make him accept the ritual, then he must think of a reasonable reason to refuse. Or, he may take risks because he is a clone and endure the "brainwashing" of a high-level being.
"You don't need to!" Catherine said with a smile: "Your evil thoughts are like a bottomless quagmire. They may appear calm on the surface, but they can actually pollute a lake."
After she finished teasing, she said seriously: "Tomorrow night's battle may involve the attention of high-ranking masters and even demigod-level experts. We need to add some insurance for ourselves."
"Insurance?" Zhang Yuanqing let his stern face show a hint of expectation.
But his heart became more solemn, because he had no reason to shirk. Who would refuse the life-saving trump card? There would be problems if he refused.
Catherine smiled mysteriously and said:
"To be precise, it's shelter! Don't underestimate our Hunter Guild. Our foundation is far deeper than that of the lawful organization."
God's Protection Zhang Yuanqing felt a little heavy in his heart. If Heavenly Punishment dared to start a war, he must be fully prepared and fully confident, but the evil camp was not a vegetarian either.
In the confrontation between the two major camps, there is almost no combat power of one side, and the intelligence is crushing. Who wins and who loses, they can only do their best and follow fate.
Furthermore, he doesn't know whether the so-called "god" will see through his disguise and the clone will be 100% a replica of the original owner, but only at the level of domination and below. High-level means and core cannot be reproduced, such as
The clone does not have a dark heart.
The functions of modifying the spirit realm ID and swallowing character cards cannot be reproduced.
If the god in Catherine's words is discovered to be a clone, then the identity of "Tongtian Cult Master" will no longer be used, and the president's plan will be aborted.
But if the real body comes, he doesn't dare to take risks.
Zhang Yuanqing, who had a bit of a headache, quickly thought of countermeasures.
After more than ten seconds, he thought of a way, looked at the bright and charming Catherine in a black dress, and said calmly:
"Blessing? How to bless and when will it start?"
Catherine glanced at the wall clock and said, "In half an hour."
Zhang Yuanqing nodded without changing his expression and said, "I'll leave for a moment."
Catherine stared at him: "What are you going to do?"
Zhang Yuanqing said "ha": "Make some preparations, I don't want to become a madman."
After saying that, his dark brown pupils reflected a strange dream, and his body disappeared into the private room.
Catherine didn't stop.
An uninhabited house at the junction of Queens and the Isle of Man.
Two starlights lit up in no particular order, and Lord Tongtian and Jumang met in the bedroom.
Ju Mang quickly grabbed the perfect human skin and handed it to the leader of Tongtian: "Go back quickly, I bet there are no bullets in his gun."
Now we can only hope that the so-called "protection" is not God's one-on-one service to the beloved. Otherwise, even cause-and-effect props may not be able to hide from God's gaze.
After all, the status of perfect human skin is not high.
"If you lose the bet, this causal prop will be gone too." The clone said regretfully.
"If you lose the bet, you will lose a perfect human skin, but if you don't bet, all the president's plans will be ruined." Zhang Yuanqing was talking to himself in front of the mirror, reasoning to himself:
"Katherine said that God cannot come to the world, which means you will not face God directly. If you exclude one-on-one service, then the possibility of cause-and-effect props to hide the truth is extremely high."
The clone gave a thumbs up: "As expected of the original body, I am a novice, but you are still awesome!"
After saying that, the clone put on the perfect human skin and returned to its original appearance. Then he stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, transforming himself into the leader of Tongtian Cult again.
But at his core, he is completely the character Zhang Yuanqing, bearing all the cause and effect of his body.
In this way, he is 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 Hamburg Street and opened the private room door again.
"If there is really any pollution, do you think you can stabilize your character and state with your illusionist skills?" Catherine sat lazily on the sofa with a playful smile.
I knew you would think so. Smart people like to make up their own minds and swear by the things they make up. Zhang Yuanqing said calmly:
"Without further ado!"
He sat on the single sofa opposite Catherine, waiting for the time to come.
Leader Tongtian has only been a member of the Hunter Guild for a short period of time, and it is impossible to have 100% trust in the organization. In addition, he has a fragment of the Holy Plate on his body. I heard that it is reasonable to be wary when facing the blessing of a high-ranking and powerful person.
In this state, it is reasonable to buy yourself some time to prepare for defense.
Seeing that he was silent, Catherine became more and more convinced that she had hit the mark on the leader of Tongtian. She smiled sweetly, stood up, and took out a canvas, a pitch-black bowl with an oily sheen, and a purple glass bottle from the wooden cabinet in the corner.
She unfolded the canvas, pressed down the four corners with heavy objects, then removed the cork of the glass bottle, and poured dark green liquid into the dark bowl.
Zhang Yuanqing sat aside and watched curiously.
Catherine stretched out a crystal finger, stirred it quickly in the bowl, dipped it in the dark green liquid, and used the pointing pen to draw tadpole-like runes on the canvas.
These runes are twisted and ugly, and seem chaotic at first glance. However, when combined, there is an inexplicable harmony, like a whole, a whole that matches the Taoist rhyme.
Like countless mortises and tenons.
When Catherine finished painting the last rune, the canvas suddenly burst into dark green light, condensing into a two-meter-high light door.
"Go in." Catherine looked back with a smile and stepped into the light door.
Dark green ripples appeared, and she passed through the light door and disappeared into the private room.
The god in Catherine's mouth is not in the spiritual realm. Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, followed Catherine, and stepped through the door.
There was a flash of phantom light, and soon Zhang Yuanqing found himself in a wide space with a gray-white sky without the sun or moon.
The chaotic sky light shines through the gray clouds, leaving the world in a state of half-light and half-darkness.
What caught Zhang Yuanqing's field of vision was a bright red lake, like a ruby embedded in the earth.
Blood lake? Blood lake!!
Zhang Yuanqing's pupils shrank, and he suddenly remembered what the Class A wanted criminal "Pluto" confessed that day: the first members of the Freedom Covenant swore an oath to overthrow the tyranny of the Holy See at the edge of the Blood Lake.
And the location of the Blood Lake is in the Kingdom of God!
Is this the Kingdom of God that the Freedom Covenant talks about?
Zhang Yuanqing's heart was beating wildly, and he could hardly control his emotions. The god he wanted to "see" was really the god who created the Freedom Covenant.
Catherine walked up to him, looking pious and respectful, and whispered:
"This is the place where the patriarchs of the Free Covenant swore an oath to overthrow the tyranny of the Holy See."
Sure enough, Zhang Yuanqing lowered his voice:
"What on earth is God, in the lake of blood?"
Catherine nodded: "The Blood Lake is the place where He sleeps."
After saying that, he knelt down on the ground and bowed towards the blood lake, his smooth forehead piously pressed against the ground.
This shouldn't be a spiritual realm, but it's not the real world either. It's a legendary secret realm? A secret realm that was opened up by a powerful man of high status and is independent of reality! Zhang Yuanqing secretly guessed in his heart.
When Catherine straightened up, he asked:
"Didn't you say that God cannot come to earth?"
"Who told you that it was God's true form?" Catherine's white head was stained with dirt and she giggled: "What is sleeping in the blood lake is His incarnation in the human world."
The incarnation of the human world. Zhang Yuanqing asked: "What does the incarnation of God look like?"
Catherine smiled mysteriously: "You will know later."
Under Zhang Yuanqing's gaze, she walked to the blood lake, cut her wrist with her fingertips, and let the blood turn into a thin stream and flow into the blood lake. Immediately, she leaned over to pick up a handful of blood water and drank it with her head held high.
The bright red blood dripped down her snow-white neck, giving her a sad and enchanting beauty.
The next moment, Catherine covered her ears, fell to the ground, and let out a heart-rending scream, as if she was suffering some kind of terrible torture. The intense pain made her, the master, roll all over the floor.
After more than ten seconds, Catherine stopped rolling and stared blankly at the sky with her pupils dilated.
After a while, the look returned to her eyes, she turned over and sat up, exhaling a breath of relief.
She looked at Zhang Yuanqing and smiled:
"By donating your own blood and essence in exchange for the sacred water of the Blood Lake, you will be protected by the gods. The sacred water will make you tainted with the aura of the gods. Once you are attacked by a powerful person of high rank, the gods will look at you and come to save you.
you.
"The high-ranking masters I'm talking about refer to peak masters, or demigods. The attacks of seventh- and eighth-level masters are not within the sight of the gods. This is mainly to give us a layer of insurance.
Will drinking the bath water from the gods make me lose my mind on the spot? Zhang Yuanqing looked at Catherine and felt that her brain was quite normal and she was not being showy, so he was a little relieved.
In addition, he was relieved to find that he had received blessings in this way, because he did not have to face the gods directly or be served one-on-one by the gods, which greatly reduced the probability of his vest being ripped off.
When he walked to the lake of blood, Catherine reminded:
"Sacred water contains the power of gods. If you drink too much, there are only two results. One is that the physical body collapses and returns to the spiritual realm on the spot. The other is that it is deformed into a terrifying monster. Although it has the power to destroy everything, it will also lose its intelligence, which is equivalent to
The consciousness dies and cannot be recovered.
"This is why we only insure ourselves instead of using divine water to gain divine power."
Deformed into terrifying monsters? Are gods the profession of Breaking Bad? Zhang Yuanqing said:
"Then how much should I drink?"
Catherine said:
"You are at the pinnacle of a saint, but your body is weak and your intake cannot exceed five milliliters."
Zhang Yuanqing nodded and put a few pieces in his palm.
This is unhygienic. Should I boil it before drinking it to sterilize it? He hesitated in his heart, but thinking that he was a clone, he immediately gritted his teeth and sucked it into his mouth with a slurp.
In an instant, he felt as if he had drank lava. The hot taste exploded on the tip of his tongue, poured into his throat, and fell into his stomach.
Zhang Yuanqing felt that his internal organs had been burned to ashes, and what was even more deadly was that terrible murmurs came from his ears, like murmurs in his sleep, like an ancient language that he could not understand.
Like Catherine just now, he covered his ears and let out a heartbreaking scream.
But at this moment, the pain in body and soul could not cover up the shock in my heart.
Demonic species!
The monster in the bilge of the cruise ship!!
PS: Come on, go for the college entrance examination! The college entrance examination is just an insignificant level in life. You don’t need to worry about whether you do well or poorly. A stable mentality is truly stable.
