After becoming a god on earth, I always want to lie down

When he opened his eyes, a piece of scorched desert land came into view, and the air twisted and rose under the heat of the stars.

Yang Yi's whole body was weak and all his strength was exhausted.

Even if another personality merges with himself, even if the black hole vortex formed by himself has surpassed him, he is the source of the vortex, and he is more comfortable in understanding and using this power.

She only gained some abilities because of being parasitized, just like a bush parasitized by dodder. Although she gained some of his abilities when the two fused, the parasite gained more. Maybe one day, she will be sucked dry of nutrients by Him and die.

The combined power of the two personalities was able to barely suppress the evil god fragment temporarily. Her mental body was injured and weak, and she could hardly support her body.

There was a large energy source floating in front of him, which was larger, more abundant, and more attractive than the previous time in the misty town.

Like a traveler in the desert who hasn't had any water for a week, she instinctively wants to absorb it. The moment she touches it, she shivers all over, remembering where these energy sources come from.

The altar was still twinkling, and the patterns were like pipes for blood, condensing every bit of energy in front of the stone chair, just waiting for her to enjoy it.

Where does this energy come from? ——She woke up with a start. The delicious and alluring energy instantly turned bloody and rancid, and she suddenly withdrew her hand.

Only then did Yang Yi realize that he was sitting on the stone chair in the center of the altar, with his hands on the armrests on both sides, looking at everything.

She stood up immediately, but her eyesight turned black, her whole body was weak, her hands and feet felt like they were not hers, and she fell down on the altar.

The patterns carved all over the altar seemed to be able to sense her condition, flashing with blood-red light, inputting abundant power into her body.

She came back to her senses, suppressed her anger and shouted: "Get away!" She waved her hand and used all her telekinesis to hit the altar hard.

However, no matter how hard she exerted, the force of the stone's shock would be greater. "Crack-" Her finger was broken.

What about telepathy? Where is my telepathy?

Ignoring the pain, Yang Yi crawled and ran down the altar. The energy on the altar finally stopped flowing to her.

She panted rapidly, sweat dripping from her forehead. Just these few steps made her panting like a dog that had run thousands of miles. Her face was distorted, "My telepathy! Where did my telepathy go? It's Isn't it your fault?"

"What? After you threatened me, do you still want to continue to have telekinesis that far exceeds that of your kind? The increase in telekinesis was brought to you by me. Without me, you can only control a little dust! I can take it back at any time if I want!" His tone was a little weak, and there was a trace of inaudible anger hidden in his indifference.

Of course Yang Yi knew where the anger came from, but this was not the time to gloat over misfortune. A huge fact stunned her: the altar was still continuously absorbing the source of human life, but she had lost her telepathy!

Without telepathy, what else could she do? It’s just a waste...

The projection in another world is still sucking the source of life, and the translucent lines are shining with tiny light, like the sickle that the god of death is constantly swinging.

She stretched out her palm without giving up, her mental strength concentrated to the strongest, and a few grains of sand slowly floated up with her thoughts.

The power of thought that was once so powerful can now only control a few grains of sand.

Hammering the ground with both hands, Yang Yi yelled wildly: "Give it back to me! Give me your telepathy!!!" Gravel seeped into the wound, and the broken bones pierced the flesh and pierced the back of her hand, but she didn't do anything. She didn't notice this, her panic and anger had completely shattered her sanity.

She imagined countless times that she would lose that huge lottery ticket and regain her identity as an ordinary person. She would say goodbye to the colleagues she had been with for a month, reluctantly leave the Chris she dreamed of, and lightly put aside the power, status, and honor she once had - maybe Before she got it, she was still curious about these things, but after she got it, she didn't care anymore. She could wave her sleeves lightly at any time without taking away a cloud - she had even imagined her future life. , the country has given her a large amount of money, which is enough for her to spend her whole life, but she just wants to go to the mountains to wrap up a mountain, and spend the rest of her life quietly...

She was prepared to lose her powers at any time - but not right now.

It is definitely not the moment when millions of innocent lives are about to be taken away by a stone, and it is definitely not the moment when countless living people are about to die tragically.

That’s 67 million lives! Everyone is just like her, they can laugh, cry, love and hate.

If she heard that there was a war abroad in which sixty-seven million people had been killed, she would feel nothing but surprise. However, these 67 million people must not be harvested in front of her eyes, and she had the opportunity to stop it!

He sneered, very happy.

Yang Yi finally stopped venting. She felt that her eyes were turning black and the world was spinning.

Stop! calm! She said to herself: If she continues to get excited, she may faint, and there will be no chance.

She tried hard to suppress the boiling emotions in her heart and looked around, trying to find something that could destroy the altar.

Except sand, still sand. This is another god-forsaken place, more desolate than the world of Two Blood Moons.

My newly calm heart sank again, and despair struck me again.

Suddenly, she crazily climbed onto the altar, hammered with her fists, stamped with her feet, bumped with her elbows, and bit with her teeth, venting all her hatred, resentment, anger and hatred on the altar. It was as if this altar was her biggest mortal enemy in this life.

But this enemy stood still, as solid as an alloy. Her blood spilled all over the ground, slowly seeping into the altar and disappearing.

"Please——", Yang Yi whispered, "Give me your telepathy."

He was extremely happy, but his tone was very indifferent, "Unless you are willing to be fused by me."

"Idiot! I never agree." It furiously said, "What does those people have to do with us? They are not even your compatriots! We finally suppressed Him temporarily, but why did we get involved for the sake of just a few humans? I didn't So great! If you dare to do this, I will fight you to the death!"

For a moment, everyone fell into silence.

Yang Yi's head rested on the edge of the altar, and his body leaned down weakly, becoming still.

Suddenly, her whole body began to tremble, and the trembling became more and more intense, accompanied by a low laughter. The low laughter gradually became louder, and she actually seemed a little crazy. There was infinite sadness in it, and there was also a trace of indescribable relief.

She slowly raised her head, her eyes as dark as the black clouds pressing over the city, and her forehead was stained with her own blood, which actually gave her cold face a dark look.

"Okay, I understand." Yang Yi stood up staggeringly, with his head hanging down. His messy hair was stuck with blood, and he was extremely embarrassed. "Wade is right, this is a simple calculation problem..."

She stumbled towards the source of energy, towards the source of life formed by the fusion of her kind, towards the source of life that she had avoided and hated in the past, and towards the mass of evil.

She realized that from now on, she would no longer be a pure, conscientious and bottom-line person, but would be alienated into a monster, a degenerate addict.

She stretched out her hand, and the source of life happily poured into her body like a puppy finally accepted by its owner.

At the same time, the altar's projected light flashed suddenly, and all the life sources drawn from it gathered towards her.

An abundant force flowed into her body, like a river bed that had been dry for a long time and finally received a heavy rain that had not happened in a century.

She couldn't help but close her eyes, revealing the pleasure of a drug addict ingesting high.

The more you suppress your desire, the greater the pleasure you will feel when you get it - such a sinful enjoyment...

"What a hypocrite..." There was no anger in his sigh, but instead a sense of joy in seeing it come to fruition.

It was extremely excited, "Well done, that's it! I told you countless times, it should have been like this a long time ago..."

Yang Yi was silent, as if he didn't hear what they said.

Her body was full of power again. Although it was far from her peak, it was enough to destroy the altar.

The slender body slowly floated into the air, and the power of his mind formed an invisible giant blade, which struck hard towards the altar.