I am the Lord of the Gods in a world of mist

Chapter 441 461. "Hat"

Compared to the smile of [Cup], [Moth]'s face suddenly became ugly.

At this moment, only He knew that [Cup] was not grabbing anything, but was stuffing something into His body.

In a sense, [Cup] can also be regarded as a god in charge of flesh and blood. Under His power, He can deprive all things in the world of their flesh and blood, and can also give them flesh and blood.

And at this moment, He is using the ability to proliferate flesh and blood.

If it is a living creature, whether normal or not, accepting the flesh and blood given by [Cup] personally, it will greatly increase the strength of the flesh in a short period of time, and even gain extraordinary abilities, but it will also degenerate into a believer of [Cup] at a faster speed and become her walking corpse.

And the gods are not "living creatures" and do not have real "flesh", so naturally they will not be invaded by [Cup] because of the degeneration of the flesh, but this is also the bad point.

Their lack of physical bodies is one of the necessary conditions for them to live in Mansu for a long time. In simple terms, this is actually a bit like a bug, and the result is that they can no longer enter and exit Mansu freely. They rely on other means to monitor the human world, and occasionally they can come briefly through huge rituals.

Even now that [Cup] has made sufficient preparations, there is a time limit for entering Mansu, but she is desperate. If she finds the gate of ascension before being rejected by Mansu, everything will be over.

Ordinary means naturally cannot make these gods grow flesh and blood, but [Cup] is different. She is not turning flesh and blood out of thin air and stuffing it into the body of [Moth], nor is she trying to make these gods really grow flesh and blood. Even she can't do this. What she is doing is to hollow out a part of her body that she has prepared for a long time for today and give it to [Moth].

She collected those agents in the mortal world to prepare for this moment. After eating those agents, she had a slight connection with these gods. Through this connection, she can give flesh and blood to each other.

But doing so would actually hurt the enemy and hurt oneself. The flesh and blood given in this way would not return to one's body, nor could it be regenerated through self-healing. What was lost in such a sacrificial manner could never be taken back.

She chose to use this method because it was the most effective.

What she had to do was not to waste her energy to defeat the opponent, but to use the flesh and blood to proliferate, so that [Moth] would be rejected by Mansu, and use Mansu to severely injure [Moth].

When [Moth]'s "body" made entirely of energy and rules began to spread out strands of flesh and blood from deep inside, and the flesh and blood climbed onto the running energy and rules to build a human organ, the thunder in the sky suddenly stopped for a moment, and then, as if it suddenly had a more important goal, it no longer attacked every inch of land here indiscriminately, but accurately dropped thunders containing terrifying energy in the direction of [Moth].

This was even stronger than every thunder that had fallen before. If it was a punishment before, then now it was aimed at killing the opponent.

Once the soul that used energy and rules to forcibly stay in Mansu has real flesh and blood, it will be backfired in an instant. Almost at the moment when the new thunder fell, [Moth]'s "body" was caught off guard and suffered the first thunder strike.

The moment he was hit by thunder, the energy in his body was faintly disintegrating. That was Mansu rejecting him, who did not belong here. Even if it was just a slight sign now, he was sure that if it continued like this, he would be expelled from Mansu.

Once a god without a "body" was broken up, it was almost the same as "death". He needed to spend thousands of years to condense himself and form a new consciousness, which was only a "new" consciousness instead of returning to the current level. It would take a longer time to get back his power. When that time came, ascension would have nothing to do with him!

Thinking of this, he tried several ways but still couldn't remove the flesh and blood that had grown. Even if he cut it off, it would heal quickly. He couldn't avoid the thunder by hiding in the cracks of space. As long as he was in Mansu, he would definitely not be able to avoid it.

The only way left was to abandon the circuits and rules that were given to him, but in this way, his momentum would inevitably drop, and even his ability would no longer be complete.

And this was probably the purpose of [Cup].

Even if [Moth] was unwilling, when the second thunder fell and his "skin" began to fester, he had to make up his mind.

It was obviously painful to peel off the circuits and the rules that had been integrated with himself. It was no different from an ordinary person digging out his eyes, not to mention that there were [Cup] and [Heart] watching him covetously. Fortunately, he threatened [Blade] and [Winter] that if he died, his extraordinary ability would not be lifted, but would be triggered immediately, so these two "companions" had to do their best to protect him.

But even so, after successfully stripping off the flesh and blood given by the [Cup] before the third thunderbolt fell, the [Moth] was also seriously injured.

Looking at the flesh and organs flowing with golden blood falling to the ground, the [Moth]'s expression was ferocious for a while.

Even after being stripped out of the body, the organs did not lose their vitality, and were even trembling, like a flesh worm with self-awareness, wriggling to return to the body of the "master". Wherever it crawled, the charred land that had been frequently struck by thunderbolts before had regained some vitality. This was the radiation brought by the leakage of the powerful vitality of the gods.

The next moment, the thunder fell mercilessly, aiming directly at the piece of meat. In an instant, the flesh and blood that was enough to rejuvenate the earth instantly dissipated in the thunder, and a large amount of blood also overflowed from the mouth of the [cup], but she swallowed it expressionlessly, and even smiled with interest, looking at the empty sky and said: "Are you still not going to take action? This is the best time."

The moment the voice fell, the [moth]'s expression immediately became alert, but the danger did not come from the outside world.

A dead tree branch suddenly drilled out from his temple, like a seed parasitic in his mind sprouted, absorbing brain marrow as nutrition, and then drilled through the skull to drill out a small hole and stretched out from it.

At this moment, the feeling of churning in the mind came over, and the [moth] could hardly control her expression and body movements. Her eyes rolled wildly, and one black dead branch after another drilled through the skull and drilled out from the top of the head, as if she was wearing a hat made of branches for the [moth].

But everyone present knew that this was not just a hat, but something that could cost Him His life.