At this moment, Triangle Head, who was picking up soap, felt a special experience he had never had since he became a god - blossoming!
"Roar--"
The flesh-and-blood polymer turned its head 180 degrees on the spot, staring at He Zhao with both eyes still stabbing forward.
It doesn't hurt at all, I just feel that I have been greatly humiliated.
A god who is so rampant in the universe, what can a mortal do to him? Who can bear it?
The clay figurine still has some fire energy, let alone the Eight Pillar God who is known as the Lord of flesh and blood.
"Why are you shouting so loudly!"
"..."
How did it become mine?
When Acris successfully picked up the soap with one paw, evil fire burst out in his heart, and he couldn't help but subconsciously tighten his grip on the prop that had humiliated him.
"Kakaka..."
There were bursts of strange noises, and what confused him was that no matter how hard he increased his strength, the white soap was so hard that not even crumbs fell off.
In response, the man named He almost laughed out loud.
That thing is the embodiment of rules. If you want to talk about the arrival of the true body, let alone a strange instrument that crushes the jar of tricks. It's not a big deal if it blows up a planet by chance.
The key problem is that a clone projection, even if its genetic sublimation and power value is 99.9, can be crushed so easily. Lord Howling Yuan and the simulator are both shameless.
"rub!"
Akris' neck suddenly stretched out, opened his mouth full of sharp teeth, and bit his head.
"Buzz——"
A purple eyeball the size of a fist appeared from the void, and a strange and terrifying atmosphere filled the room in an instant.
Invisible power surged, strange fluctuations flashed, and a purple light shone on the triangular head.
With a sneer, the flesh-and-blood aggregate head instantly decomposed into streaks of light.
It's a pity that the other party has no spirit, soul, or spirituality, so there is no way to strengthen his body.
The flesh and blood on Aklis' broken neck were intertwined, and his head was healing rapidly.
‘High-speed regeneration?’
This was not the first time that he had seen it. The last time he was cheated, one person and one god fought. The resilience of the ancient god was more than amazing and could not be described.
"Gulu Gulu (Aye Laishi's lackey)..."
"he~~tui!!"
A mouthful of old phlegm was spat on his face, which made him extremely crazy for a time.
"Gu Gu Gu Gu (ahhhh)..."
He can force a god to become an old hen, and there is no one like him.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
Dozens of tentacles split from Triangle Head's body, and then fiercely inserted into his body at lightning speed.
The "Psychic Force Field" that is always maintained, with a defense of 20 degrees, cannot stop the power of the gene sublimation value, which is as high as 99.9.
After a face-to-face encounter, my stance was shattered, my spirit was shocked, and my whole person seemed depressed.
"puff--"
Every time a tentacle is pulled out, his body will inevitably be splashed with blood.
Madan, time has passed so long that I have forgotten that He still has this hand.
"Plop!"
The body fell to the ground, lifeless immediately.
With a dark face, the ancient god controlled his tentacles to wrap around the handle of the knife stuck behind his butt, gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and pulled it out with a pop.
He looked at the bloody blade and swore secretly in his heart that when he returned to the flesh and blood star, he must remind his body not to condense organs that he shouldn't have!
I finally came to the material world once, but ended up being "flowered" by humans, and my experience was extremely poor.
Just when He was about to communicate with the stars and leave this world, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
[Talent - One life is activated, you are exempted from death once. 】
He Zhao was lying on the ground pretending to be dead when a message popped up in the upper left corner of his sight.
"rub!"
The light blue spirit body emerged from the Heavenly Spirit Cap, and the body exuding the aura of death surged out with a gray aura that wrapped around Akris' body at some point.
"???"
Without waiting for him to react quickly, the spirit body submerged into his flesh and blood body in the blink of an eye.
"The Art of Conveying Spirits", activate!
A sense of wonder filled his heart, and he became the new ancient god.
At the same time, strange information flooded into my mind.
["Heart-to-Heart Communication": After use, after a short delay, contact the sleeping body and communicate with him to discuss whether to reach a deal with the praying person. 】
["Ancient Fake Ancient Power": The real eight-pillar god transmits power through the void, giving the projection supreme power to complete the deal with the praying person. By the way, so that the projection can, after completing the transaction, take advantage of the black!
】
"..."
As soon as he received two pieces of information, the ancient god began to struggle violently.
He could clearly sense that Acris wanted to communicate with his own body and borrow some power to expel humans who dared to "seize their bodies".
"Buzz——"
A strange invisible and intangible wave ripples, and in his perception, it is like a flying "thread". Once it crosses the void, it will inevitably be connected with the flesh and blood master of the Eight Pillars God.
Suddenly, his plan to control the flesh-and-blood aggregate may come to nothing.
Barbie is qing!
After a while of pulling and pulling between the two parties, the other party finally couldn't help but shake the person and wanted to call out the big brother hidden behind him.
"Gulu Gulu (what kind of hero is a man calling someone on the phone)...Gulu Gulu (if we have the ability, let's challenge each other)..."
Although Akris' projection didn't know what the call meant, he could hear that He Zhao was anxious.
"GuluGulu (wait to die, Yasan)..."
"Boom!"
A star full of flesh and bones has moved from the boundary between reality and illusion into reality.
The "thread" that connected the ancient god's body suddenly turned sharply and was connected to the planet.
"???"x2.
One person and one god were all dumbfounded.
He Zhao stared at the flesh-and-blood aggregate. Isn't this his own pseudo-heretic god?
As for the projection, he looked confused. Who are you? You look exactly like me!
The only difference may be that the planet in front of us is too small and not as big as a real flesh and blood star.
"strength!"
"I need power!"
In his mind, ancient divine words rang out.
Okay, Triangle Head wants to use "Heart to Heart" to communicate with the real body. The pseudo-heretic god breaks out halfway and cuts off the "thread" that transmits the message.
Then, the message was transferred to him.
"Here you go! Here you go!"
Before the projection could be happy, he found that not only did he not gain power, but his own flesh and blood was rapidly passing away.
The figure of the pseudo-heretic god swelled little by little. Although the increase was very small, it always maintained a constant growth rate.
Not only that, another heretic god, the little-eyed Aya Laishi, also grew up with his friends.
He Zhao didn't expect that his little Akris didn't eat alone and knew how to share.
He felt inexplicably relieved, he was worthy of being a mature heretic god.
"?!"
Compared to the three of them who love each other and are a family, the reflection of the true master of flesh and blood made me burst into tears.
Is there any royal law in this world? Is there any heavenly principle?