Chai Anping was immersed in the ritual without any distractions. The so-called splitting the soul into two halves was actually just an illusion.
Because splitting the soul will only lead to the inability to become a god!
The ritual will use the same blood as Chai Anping to recreate a state that he wants to keep. This process is similar to the archive he once compared.
The golden tentacle touched his soul, leaving the information Chai Anping wanted to put in the "backup", and then rubbing it into the blood.
As for what state he wants to leave himself in...
Chai Anping had already decided before entering the spiritual sea!
The tentacles collected enough information and returned to the wall. The blood stains on the wall also changed accordingly. The pattern on the ceiling of the room was the first to be complete. The golden light gathered into a ball, slowly separated from the wall and turned into a ball.
A faint golden head.
Then there are the walls on both sides, with light golden left and right arms respectively generated.
Each time a part of the body is generated, the enclosed room becomes more stable.
Chai Anping looked at the familiar face in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little emotional in his heart. The person he chose was exactly himself on earth!
Putting aside the uniqueness of the soul on earth, this identity is also the self he most recognizes!
The remaining tentacles in the room gradually gathered into the remaining parts. These bodies were essentially all generated based on his blood, so there was no rejection of him.
Chai Anping began to run the next stage of the ritual. Next, he needed to combine these body parts perfectly.
This step is also a water grinding process. Chai Anping photographed the torso, stained it with his own blood with a paintbrush, and carefully attached the limbs.
According to Naga Kapoulosi's method, the joints were sewn with square wave patterns, but after Chai Anping completed the drawing, he suddenly found that the torso and limbs were still broken!
"how so?"
He grabbed his torso with one hand and his thigh with the other, lost in thought.
Logically speaking, it is impossible for Naga Kapoulos to give herself a wrong approach...
Could it be that this boss made a mistake in his deduction?
Chai Anping shook his head. He thought it was more likely because of his own specialness and the fact that the person he was pinching now was from Earth!
"Actually, I know the principle and purpose of this suturing process very well, and it is not difficult to draw a pattern that suits me."
He quickly made a decision, held the "clone" in his hands and started trying.
The first thing he tried was the angry divine pattern that appeared on his body when he transformed. As a result, he could no longer continue after drawing about four-fifths of the way. After all, he had not yet become a god with the help of the source of anger, so the divine pattern was incomplete.
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Of course, if he is willing, such a clone is actually stable enough!
"...But such an 'anchor' will affect the efficiency and quantity of my promotion."
Chai Anping wiped away the divine patterns on his body with his hand, and after thinking for a moment, he suddenly patted his head. In terms of stability, what pattern in the spiritual realm is more stable than a regular hexagon?
And this shape is great for connecting to each other!
He put down the brush, dipped his fingers in the blood, and smeared it on the fracture. Soon he felt refreshed - because this was indeed the best pattern for sewing the body!
…
After finally giving up the futile attempt, the eyes and thorns all over the sewer were trembling, but soon, new malice covered it again.
An open mouth bit off the eyes on the wall and swallowed them into the mouth. Then these mouths sneered:
“Gracie Shelley fell into the abyss of malice without knowing anything, and his destination was just the playground of life!
When he stepped into the sewer, he forgot his instinct to blink and could no longer leave.
As he got farther and farther away from the crimson ship, he gradually lost his direction and could no longer move forward."
At the same time, the garbled book in Ms. Beard's hand suddenly returned to normal, and she recorded the exact words spoken by her mouth:
"This is a paradise for living beings. Any soul that intrudes will be maliciously tortured to death.
Indifferent eyes stared at him, making him lose consciousness.
Sharp thorns were chasing him, spreading his blood on every inch of the land.
The mean mouth was gnawing at him, vowing to swallow his soul.
The arrogant outsiders thought they could survive on the malicious island, but in the end they were like moths fluttering into the flames, becoming the rare playthings of this island.
His legs were broken, and he could only crawl through the thorns with his hands. His wailing was so sweet.
The individual will to resist death is like a joke. Even the origin of the gods here is just food, and even fate must give in here!"
The bearded lady's pupils shrank slightly, and the thick malice almost penetrated the pages of the book and turned into substance and rushed towards her face.
Lux trembled: "Ms. Beard?"
"Do not worry……"
The bearded lady frowned, and for a moment she didn't know what was going on. She fell silent and began to check what was wrong with the book in her hand.
The book continued to spit out words, and cruel torture was used on Chai Anping one after another, which shocked the two of them.
Lux was trembling all over, and she stood up suddenly: "Ms. Bearded, please call Gracie back immediately!"
Although the bearded lady asked her to calm down, how could Lux calm down when faced with such words?
"There is something wrong with the words that appear in the book now. This island is exerting a reverse influence on us..."
Ms. Beard's face was solemn. He didn't notice Lux's bad expression, because after he noticed the abnormality, he calmly denied the content of the book, and Chai Anping was in a sea of anger. If he was really forced to a desperate situation
, and there is definitely the option of completely letting go of restrictions and directly transforming into a demon. How could it be possible to be directly manipulated into such a miserable state!
There is definitely something wrong with these words!
He suddenly stretched out his hand and covered the page with his palm. Golden light suddenly burst out, illuminating the entire library extremely brightly.
Pale white mist seeped out from the book, and the two collided on the page, causing the entire city of Pompeii to shake violently, and the books in the library fell off the shelves in a mess.
In any case, directly affecting this place from the depths of the Sea of Anger, this ability is indeed so powerful that it is shocking, but how can Naga Kapoulos be provoked by others?
Although Ms. Beard is only a consciousness, she is still a unique existence in the spiritual field!
A sharp light suddenly appeared on his face, and his slender fingers instantly turned into dragon claws. His sharp fingers dug into the book, and then pulled out the source of the mist——
It was a bloody mouth still trying to bite off His finger!
The book recording Chai Anping's adventure was torn into pieces by the aftermath. Ms. Bearded increased her strength again, and the bright golden light directly annihilated the body of 'malice' in her hand.
"snort!"
He snorted coldly and was about to retract his hand when he found that Lux beside him suddenly turned pale and fainted.
"Um?"
The face of the bearded lady became more and more ugly, because he realized that he had still underestimated this malice that reached the fifth depth with the help of the pages of the book.
This malicious instinct is so cunning, and it knows how to attract his attention, and then attack Lux!