Chapter 560: The fragments of my godhead... so exciting!
"My name is Wu Xiao!"
The knife burning with black flames was swung again. It was obvious that the energy fluctuations around him had not changed much, but Wu Xiao's heroic and "selfish" knife was lifelike!
The eyes of the God of Self, whose figure had faded, were shaking violently. Looking at Wu Xiao who was wielding the knife wantonly, a strong look of jealousy appeared on his face, and deep in the jealousy, there was also a trace of fear of not getting what he wanted. !
Even though Sean had plotted against him over and over again, the God of Self, who had never shown fear openly, was actually scared in front of Wu Xiao!
Sure enough... the corners of Sean's mouth raised high.
The guy who claims to be the god of his own identity can't find his true self, but Wu Xiao is the one who faces the depths of his heart from beginning to end!
The God of Self gasped for breath, and His already tired and fragile layer of consciousness collapsed in an instant after trembling!
This is it... Sean's eyes glowed, and he stretched out his big hand to grab the invisible and intangible fragment of consciousness without hesitation.
The voice that came from nowhere seemed to be mediating, but His words both revealed another message - I am indeed unkillable now, because the real body has not come. However, His consciousness is able to come only by virtue of the projection of the Godhead.
For a person like Sean, even if a fat sheep passes by without doing anything, he will have to pick off a handful of wool, let alone the god of self who has a deep hatred against him.
Either way, the true form of the God of Self will not pose any threat to him in the short term.
As for the promise?
Sean smiled. If he kept his word, a lot of dead people would crawl out and shout: "Why?!"
What's more...
Sean laughed and grabbed the fragments of the collapsed consciousness of the God of Self, his face full of defiance and arrogance.
"If you attack me, you will have to pay the price."
This is no longer a simple collapse of consciousness, but a piece of consciousness being torn off!
Not only the consciousness, but also the godhead used for projection has cracks!
The God of Identity roared in pain, and the body used to attach consciousness instantly exploded into blood foam. A broken nebula spiraled out of it, and countless faces roared in it.
"Sean! Sean! You bastard! I'm going to... cut you to pieces!"
The painful roar echoed under the moonlit night for a long time, and the voice that came from nowhere finally became a little unhappy.
"Those who break the contract will be punished, Sean, I have warned you before."
Sean, who directly pulled off a piece of the godhead fragment, laughed nonchalantly: "Then what? Neither you nor His true form can come, so why don't you come and break my head now if you can? Besides, I have fulfilled my promise. , Didn’t I let him go back? But my good brother still wanted to see him again - strange, why did he collapse on his own? "
Without any hesitation, Sean threw the torn fragments of his godhead directly into his mouth.
He burped with satisfaction and said lazily: "I don't think anyone wants the fragment of godhead, so I'll just pick it up."
The nebula of the God of Self has faded to the point where it is almost invisible. He shouted crazily: "Tear up the oath, and as the God of oaths, you should punish him!"
The God of Oaths? Sean's eyes lit up, and he didn't expect there would be additional gains.
The voice was silent for a moment and then said: "This time, my oath was taken advantage of. I will make it up to you. As for you, Sean, just take care of yourself."
After that, the moonlight completely disappeared amidst the unwilling and angry roar of the original self.
Sean, who was standing there, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked around, and finally smiled nervously.
The God of Oaths... Heh, he is indeed an old acquaintance...
From the very beginning, the God of Oaths was reminding him openly and covertly. Now that Sean has torn up his oath, He has not made any response.
It seems like you are helping me, but actually you are helping me...
Hey, this is getting interesting... If He doesn't care, I will naturally destroy my consciousness, and the fragments of the Godhead will also be in my hands. Now He doesn't hesitate to reveal his identity and remind me secretly... Is it because of that oath that He doesn't want me to tell other evil gods my secrets after I return to the starry sky?
It seems that that oath will indeed take effect...and He also hopes that I can still get the fragments of my godhead...
I just don’t know if this so-called God of Oaths is really helping me because of his ‘old friend’, or if he has other purposes. Interesting, really interesting... Sean smiled indifferently.
At this moment, in the deep world, countless energies are returning in roaring waves, and the impact of forced control is coming.
"Come on..."
Sean slowly closed his eyes. His body was twisted and bursting with countless wounds, and his breath was even more sluggish.
At this moment, if there is a strong person present, I am afraid that he can be easily killed.
However, even though Sean was shattered by the impact, there was still silence around him, and no one seemed to notice it at all.
After a moment, Sean, who was being impacted, suddenly stood up. His expression remained unchanged, and the wounds on his body disappeared quickly.
"It looks like there's really no one around. Let's go."
Lifting the sword of flesh and blood, Sean disappeared in an instant.
At this moment, high up in the deep starry sky, a pair of eyes slowly retracted their gaze, and the gap in space in front of the eyes that seemed to be forcibly opened was also slowly recovering.
"At this time, I still want to set up a trap to lure the enemy again... What has not changed is the character, but this insidious and cautious way of acting is really getting more and more outrageous..."
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This voice was the same voice that had just spoken to Sean.
Suddenly, a bit of starlight floated over, and the owner of the voice slowly turned around and pressed the starlight into his forehead.
"I'm here to ask for an explanation..." The owner of the voice chuckled, his voice full of joy.
"You have to suffer this loss if you don't want to... Sean, that's all I can do to help you..."
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In front of Paradise City, the battle has ended. The believers of the Self-Religion have lost the blessing of their faith. With the presence of strong men like Jin Kui and Luo Xi, they cannot even resist.
Asking people to clean the battlefield, Jin Kui and others gathered together to wait for Sean's return.
At this time, when it was getting dark and dawning, and many people began to worry silently, a shadow appeared in the distance.
The shadow was crooked and flickering in the air, sometimes turning into a terrifying monster, sometimes into a petite pet, and sometimes into a weird human form.
When the other party got closer, Jin Kui and others finally recognized that the shadow was Sean!
Sean didn't know what was happening. His figure kept twisting and changing into various shapes, looking extremely unstable.
"Sean!"
Jin Kui picked him up, and the latter looked up dizzily, then giggled like a drunkard: "Oh, boss."
"Sean, what's wrong with you?" Jin Kui looked solemn.
However, Sean just burped, and a strange aura rushed directly into the faces of the others. The illusion that had appeared when he was affected by his original self actually started to flicker again.
"I'm fine...haha," he giggled, "I'm just a little drunk..."
"Drunk?" The others looked at each other. How could there be any wine to make Sean drunk now?
Sean sat down on the ground and said in a daze: "Don't tell me... hiccup... this fragment of my god's godhead is really exciting!"
He yelled, then fell over and fell asleep.
Jin Kui and others' eyes twitched, and they looked at each other in disbelief.
This kid...is drunk with fragments of his godhead? !
(End of chapter)