Chapter 68 I’m no longer a human being! "Mother, have you forgotten? We were originally nine brothers, along with Meng and Mang. Meng betrayed us, and Mang sneaked into the ant world alone. We haven't heard from him for a long time." Chen Xiang felt a slight pain in his heart. Mang, it's dusk. He is already dead, leaving only his remnant, which has collapsed from the sun into a red moon, hanging alone in space. A moment of silence, Chen Xiang temporarily put aside his distracting thoughts and stared at the nine-headed hellhound. According to what the mirror had said before, the seven-headed hellhound was already a mythical creature that surpassed the level of the heavenly messenger. Each of the seven heads corresponds to an original sin, what about the nine? "Anything else?" He asked softly. "Have." Dai carefully selected and found eight grains of dust. When Han blew on them, the dust expanded into eight corpses. He read the information one after another. At this moment, he was blind and stupid and could not understand the meaning of these information. He just repeated them rigidly.
"This is an ancient fire demon from the Abyss dimension, sent by Mang." He pointed at the horrific demon corpse surrounded by the black flames of the Abyss. "This is a time worm, from the origin dimension, from Manghun." He looked at the corpse of a worm, which was entangled with bits of time fragments. "The war dragon comes from the Crimson Dimension, sent by Mang." "Void squid, from the void dimension, sent by Rash." "There are also the giant brain sickle worm from the knowledge dimension, the deep spirit from the shadow dimension, the Zu'er bull from the lost dimension, and the white dwarf crab from the spirit dimension. These are all hunted by Mang before. Mang really hasn't sent any prey to us in a long time." Chen Xiang was silent for a while. After a long while, He sighed softly, walked forward, and touched the corpses one by one, but unfortunately, He was unable to gain authority. Authority requires essence. On the teeth of the Abyss Hound that obtained the authority of Black Flame, the Dean forcibly intercepted a faint essence; There is a trace of Void Essence engraved on Wu Jinlu's hand bones, which is the symbol of the Void Spirit Cult; In the madman's brain, there is still the "favor" of the gods, which is also the "essence" of the shadow. However, these corpses that have been dead for who knows how many years do not possess the essence of authority. Chen Xiang spoke in a low voice: "Each of you help me get some blood. It doesn't have to be too much, one or two drops will be enough." Just do as you are told and be honest. After Dai finished collecting the information, Chen Xiang asked softly: "Dai, can I take a drop of blood from each of you?" "We all originate from you, from bones to flesh to spirit, not to mention blood?" As he spoke, Han on the side howled towards the outside of the house, and the dwarfs excitedly bit their fingers and squeezed out colorless blood. One drop each. "Finally, it's me." Chen Xiang took a deep breath. There was no instrument or object in the wooden house that could cut his skin.
But I have it on my head. He stretched out his hand and firmly grasped the broken sword blade stuck in his head. The broken sword trembled slightly under the terrifying force, causing Chen Xiang's head to hurt severely. He did not stop, rubbing it repeatedly, and finally cut his palm. A drop of ordinary bright red blood flowed down. Seventeen kinds of blood floated in front of Chen Xiang. "and this." Dai raised an eyeball covered with tentacles, cut a small hole in it, and squeezed out a drop of blood. The eighteenth kind of blood comes from the Lord of Knowledge. Chen Xiang stared at his eyes for a long time, thought of Li Xiaotong, and asked: "Dai, will your enemy be able to sense this eyeball?" "will not." "Does it have to be inserted into the eye socket to be used?" "Yes, well, not entirely. It can be placed somewhere else, but you can't use it. The fragile tentacles of this eyeball can't take root in your body at all." Chen Xiang still took the eyeball covered with twisted tentacles with him. Even though Emperor Tan's body wouldn't work, Chen Xiang's body should be able to. "Anyway, I'm ready to stop being a human being." He decided to persist in not being a human being to the end. Only in this way could he become stronger the fastest. The gods above are watching covetously, and the two deans below are plotting something ill. However, human capabilities are limited, so strategies have become the mainstream. But the more people use strategies, the more likely they are to fail due to unexpected events! What's more, I am not good at strategizing, it takes a lot of brainpower and it's troublesome. Pushing everything is always the best choice! Therefore, there is only one road in front of me! "From now on, I will not be a human being anymore!" Before waking up from the dream, Chen Xiang finally looked at Dai and asked softly: "Dai, you and Mang seem to have a good relationship?" "Mang is the best fighter among us. When Mang was here, he took the best care of my mother. Is he okay?" Chen Xiang couldn't answer. ……………… Wake up from dream. Eighteen drops of blood sank and floated in front of Chen Xiang. Time was disordered, shadows rioted, the void was distorted, and a huge amount of forbidden knowledge burst out along with the sound of muttering! His face changed, and he collected all eighteen drops of blood into the fissure tattoo, and everything returned to normal. "so close." Chen Xiang was still in shock. If he moved any slower, the time loop runes in the secret room would be penetrated. What kind of changes would that cause? "Even in reality, these things can still cause a big stir when they emerge. But in dreams and in the subspace, they are just ordinary." "The 'suppression' of the subspace is probably much greater than reality."
Chen Xiang exhaled lightly, and ordered the mirror to summon some ghosts, burning them all with black flames, leaving only the huge "god". He tried to guide this "divine" power, but instead of absorbing it himself, he "granted" it to Professor Sura. Successful. It is indeed possible. Chen Xiang sensed that Professor Sura's condition had improved a lot. Although he was still in a sleeping state, it was only a matter of time before he woke up. Just let him sleep quietly in the secret room. "Finally, it's you" Chen Xiang raised his hand and stared at the eyeball covered with twisted tentacles in his palm. The tentacles were slippery, and every time they waved, they brought out strands of low hums and mumblings, which contained forbidden ancient knowledge. "Mirror, where do you think I should put it? I definitely can't dig out the original eyes." The mirror thought for a moment and said: "To answer your question, I think belly buttons are good." "What the hell is this place? Can you give me some good advice?" Chen Xiang laughed and scolded, and Mirror was very unconvinced: "The belly button is indeed a good choice. It has a natural depression. When you get into a fight, you can take off your shirt and stare at the enemy with your belly button. How cool!" "piss off!" Chen Xiang rolled his eyes and stared at the eyeball quietly. A large amount of muttering and whispering burst into his mind and soul! But to no avail. It doesn't affect him at all. Chen Xiang finally made a choice, cut a gash on his forehead, and moved his eyeballs forward. The twisted tentacles stretched in through the crack consciously, and a feeling of coldness, discomfort, and a lot of horrible mutterings collided in Chen Xiang's mind! He subconsciously covered his forehead, and the tentacles spread little by little in his frontal bone, and a mysterious connection was established! All kinds of frantic and unclear scenes appeared one by one in Chen Xiang's mind like slides. He saw the battles between gods in ancient times, when the stars, shining brightly, were shattered one by one; He saw the outer universe collide with reality, the starry sky was no longer peaceful, and countless extraordinary lives were rampant; He saw the huge figure lurking outside of reality, and the taboos roaming within reality; He saw a strange ghost ship sailing on the vast ocean, a lonely scarecrow on a high mountain, and a huge life in the sun that had already devoured most of the stars. Time passes slowly. The next morning, when the time agreed with the hovercraft arrived, a faint roar of an engine could be heard outside. It was coming to pick him up to the Seventh Ring Road, to take over the so-called Seventh Ring Road construction project. And at this moment, Flesh and blood are growing, and the tentacles have taken root completely. Chen Xiang closed his eyes and released his hands that were covering his forehead, revealing a smooth area. He opened his eyes. The skin on his forehead suddenly cracked, and a unique, majestic eye with a hint of horror slowly opened. Endless whispers were heard throughout the secret room, and the divine power was ethereal and as deep as the ocean. (End of this chapter)