"This is very similar to some kind of aberration, but it does not come from the second personality. The second personality cannot affect the true god. Even some powerful ancient saints can obliterate the second personality as long as they have enough willpower."
The God of Death slowly raised his head, his eyes flickering with will-o'-the-wisp.
"However, the way of heaven has changed, everything has changed, and some pollution comes from sequence talent."
...The contamination of the gods comes from sequence talents... Xu Ye was secretly shocked. The other party revealed a lot of useful information in just one sentence.
This sentence coincides with what the Dark Goddess told Auntie.
Pay attention to certain sequence talents.
Sequence talents are contaminated. Once a creature has these sequence talents, will it be contaminated? These sequence talents will not show up in the early stage, but the later the side effects become more obvious.
Suddenly, Xu Ye seemed to have figured out something.
Ron, the Guardian of Death, Sophia the Shadow, and Athos the Betrayer, these three god-level creatures seem to have lowered their sequence levels. Is it because the previous sequences were contaminated?
If this happens, wouldn't the whole world be doomed?
Every advancement is a gamble. Who knows whether the next sequence of talents will be contaminated, and this pollution from sequence talents will have an increasingly strong impact on living beings after reaching sequence 4.
The moment you become a god, you are no longer you.
"Is there any way to solve the problem of these sequence talents?" Xu Ye asked subconsciously and hastily.
"There is no way, maybe there is a way, but I have forgotten it. Maybe what I told you is false again. Everything is controlled and everything can be tampered with. Even beings like the Master of Illusions who are good at escaping can't
will perish."
"It's so tiring to live."
"It's better to just die... It will be more tiring to die..."
Hey, hey, you are a god, why are you so complaining like a 996 office worker?
But then again, judging from the words of the Illusion Master and the Dark Goddess.
Don’t believe in the Harvest Goddess!
Could it be that the Harvest Mother Goddess has been completely contaminated, but after contact with her, she does not seem to fall into madness, but has a purpose.
Where does the source of pollution from the gods come from?
The tallest one?
Red Moon? Or First Creator?
Xu Ye asked about his confusion, but Tana, the God of Death, who looked full of despair, had no idea at all and had forgotten everything.
How did this guy become a god?
"I don't know..." The God of Death shook his head, "I vaguely remember that I was born into the lowest skeleton clan. That should be my first life. I was born timid and had osteoporosis, so I could only live in the clan.
When the bones grow old while farming, we look for dead skeletons to join them."
"I don't know what happened, but my lifespan is very long, and I have outlived most of the geniuses in my clan. I have reached this point without even realizing it."
"Why."
He sighed.
Xu Ye felt that the other party was a bit Versailles.
The soul fire of the God of Death calmed down and he said calmly: "In short, you kill the new me. I can't communicate with the outside world. Although I can lure others to kill me, they can't kill me."
"The divine power alone is not something they can resist. Only the blasphemers can ignore all divine power."
"Ron and he can't do it either, and I didn't reveal the ritual to them at all, but they knew about it. I suspect that I did something that I didn't know about."
It sounds convoluted and complicated, but Xu Ye understands it in his heart.
"Time is running out, let's get started."
Xu Ye opened his mouth: "Then how can I kill you? Direct attack..."
In the middle of his words, Xu Ye rushed towards the other party without hesitation. He was so fast that he came to the other party in almost a thought.
The black knife passed through the waist, and the sharp blade pierced the opponent's eye socket.
The God of Death praised: "You are indeed a cunning blasphemer, just like your predecessors in the past."
The God of Death opened his mouth, biting down on the black knife with his sharp and somewhat yellowed teeth, and murmured: "My teeth are the strongest part of my body. You can only use the blasphemer's ability to deal with me.
The rest of the power will be deprived of me in this space. This is my divine realm, and of course it will not be opened now."
"Okay, it's really about to begin."
"Kill the new me and let me fall into reincarnation again. I need more time to wash away the contaminated sequence talent."
As soon as Death God Tana finished speaking, he opened his mouth, retreated, and let go of the suppression of the new power. His internal organs began to regenerate, and his buttocks appeared one by one like a knitted sweater, and then covered his whole body.
But on the surface of the skin, there is a layer of texture burning with black flames, forming an armor covering his body.
The God of Death, who just looked like a skeleton just now, has now transformed into a middle-aged man with a broad chin, a somewhat tough face, but fair skin on his face.
"Hahaha!"
"Out!"
"I `m coming out!!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
"No one can prevent me from reincarnation and rebirth. I am the God of Death. I control the reincarnation of life and death!"
A sharp and exaggerated voice appeared inside the Bone Church, and in an instant, a violent aura rushed towards Xu Ye.
Whoosh!
The god of death appeared above Xu Ye's head, his whole body swooping down, and the somewhat broken and terrifying sickle with blood on it suddenly pressed down.
The entire church was stunned, and then all the nearby bone seats were blown to pieces.
Has your personality changed so much?
boom!
Huge dust rose into the sky with the sound of the explosion. The God of Death opened his mouth and looked excitedly at Xu Ye, who was split into dozens of pieces.
However, before his smile fully bloomed, the flesh and blood gathered together again to form Xu Ye.
"This power is not enough."
"Have you not eaten?"
"A crazy God of Death longs for rebirth, so he is not a God of Death at all. A real God of Death will not long for rebirth, because life and death are equal to the God of Death."
Xu Ye knocked his hat and adjusted his mood to a state of ridicule.
The other party seemed to be trying to frighten himself while roaring, and his perverted and exaggerated smile and body movements looked very much like a murderous maniac disguised as a clown.
"You are not a god, you are just a product of pollution."
The smile of the God of Death grew louder. He dragged the sickle, the blade touched the ground, splashing sparks, and then he suddenly swung it up and pressed it down.
Kick, kick, kick!
Xu Ye relied on his own agility to collide with the opponent.
The opponent doesn't have many skills.
Although he is stronger than me without the support of the vortex, my flexibility is enough to crush the opponent.
The two sides collide.
Sparks flew.
However, Xu Ye took advantage of the opponent's opportunity and left many scars on the God of Death.
wrong!
What's wrong?
"His wounds are recovering, his physical strength is unlimited, and my physical strength is being depleted!"
"Although I hurt him, during the contact with him, even if it was just a collision of spiritual energy, he could take away my physical strength and spiritual energy to restore his own wounds."
"If this continues, sooner or later I will be exhausted and defeated."
"It looks crazy, but it's actually not that crazy."
"You want to play a protracted game, but I can't..."
Whoosh!
A tentacle burned with blazing fire and flew out from the arm. On top of the tentacle, hundreds of tentacles split out, like a large overwhelming net.
The God of Death stared, either rolling or jumping, constantly avoiding the attacks of the tentacles. He saw a mouth full of sharp teeth hidden under the flames on the tentacles.
He was slightly touched just now, but he was not burned by the flames. Instead, the energy in his body was ripped away by these mouths.
After using his tentacles to distance himself from the opponent, Xu Ye frowned slightly.
"Sure enough, the mouths on these tentacles can quickly plunder energy, but unless I directly trap the opponent, the collision between the opponent's weird sickle and my tentacles should result in the opponent taking away my energy."
His own tentacles have yet to be developed.
And it’s restrained and weird.
Xu Ye stood on the outermost side of the church, keeping a safe distance of 100 meters from the other party.
He no longer intends to fight in close combat.
He straightened his hat.
He raised the corners of his mouth, raised his right wrist, snapped it, and snapped his fingers.
"Accept the sentence of death."
"Whoosh!"
From behind the God of Death, Yun Changgeng's abnormal variant suddenly swelled from the state of a piece of skin.
This was just now, when Xu Ye suddenly attacked the opponent for the first time. The moment the opponent bit the black knife, he put human skin on the opponent's back.
Behind Yun Changgeng, bone spurs merged into his body, and then popped out from his slender fingers.
Dala——
In an instant, it penetrated the whole body of the God of Death.
Click, click, click!
Just when Xu Ye breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly, from behind him, there was the sound of bones stacking up. Bones were quickly formed one by one, and the figure of the God of Death appeared again.
The God of Death picked up the sickle and placed it on Xu Ye's neck. The sharp blade cut across the artery, and a special poisonous gas invaded his body. This was to prevent him from splitting and the accompanying poison.
"Why do you think I'm playing with you using my true form?"
"There are bones everywhere here. It's easy for me to make my clones."
The smile of death bloomed.
Suddenly, a black knife tip emerged from his forehead, making him tremble.
At this moment, standing a hundred meters outside the Bone Church, Xu Ye's figure slowly appeared, stretching out a tentacle with a black knife wrapped around it, crossing a distance of a hundred meters and piercing the opponent's skull.
Under the red moon, in the wind and sand, Xu Ye floated in the air with his index finger and gently raised the brim of his hat.
He turned sideways and looked at the other person from the corner of his eye:
"What makes you think that my true self has been in church?"
