I'm a villain, not a devil

Rocket's soul struggled in the wood carving, but he was summoned by Jehovah through unknown means, so how could he escape the other party's control?

Jehovah, who had originally been enthusiastically "welcoming" the rocket, had a cold expression on his face, as if the name Mio Jusan had aroused his anger.

"Rocket, you're good in every way, except your loyalty to Mio Shisan, which is disgusting." Jehovah pinched the statue's neck, and the voice of Rocket's soul suddenly became broken.

Jehovah stared at the man coldly: "It's just a body without a soul. Do you still miss Mio Shisan so much?"

Rocket's soul was struggling in pain, but it seemed that because of this, he actually found a trace of clarity in the chaos.

"Soul...was it that experiment?!" The wooden sculpture didn't move its mouth, but it made an extremely angry sound, "No wonder, no wonder you got angry at the Thirteenth after that experiment... No, the mission to go to Paradise City was also issued by you."

Jehovah tutted coldly: "I said before, I don't like the name Mio Shisan - originally, she should be the most suitable one, her soul chip should be preserved like yours..."

His eyes grew darker and darker. "You soulless monster is wasting my precious resources."

Rocket was surprisingly angry, "You...you wanted us dead a long time ago!"

The curve of Jehovah's mouth was weird and funny. "Ha, is it me? Rocket, think about it carefully. It was Mio Shisan's incompetence that harmed you, and it was Sean's insidiousness that killed you. And now, I have given you a chance to regain consciousness again... Kneel down and give thanks, Rocket."

"Chief..." Rocket's soul seemed to be gasping for breath, "Ha, the body you carved for me is too hard on the knees. I can't kneel down!"

"Rocket, I'm beginning to lose my patience with you." Jehovah looked at the wood carving for a moment, then said calmly.

Throwing the wood sculpture casually into the air, Rocket's anger came to an abrupt end.

The wooden sculpture floated in the air, seemingly falling into some terrible situation.

In the dark, Sean frowned and his eyes gradually became serious.

Is this also... a ritual?

The soul of the rocket seems to be treated as some kind of consumable...

As I was thinking, suddenly, whether it was intentional or coincidental, a crazy beast appeared on the outskirts of the camp.

The crazy beast was not very strong, so after it set its sights on Jehovah, it wandered around vigilantly in place.

Jehovah's eyes swept over casually, and then suddenly turned into a strange face full of mockery.

"Cute little pet...tsk tsk tsk." He shouted at the crazy beast as if calling a dog. Even Sean in the dark couldn't help but feel the urge to hit him.

Sean's eyes became slightly solemn. No wonder he called himself a chameleon. Was he imitating the characteristics of some powerful person?

Sure enough, the crazy beast that was still wandering around immediately gave up its vigilance after being provoked, and rushed forward with a roar.

Jehovah changed back into himself and immediately revealed a mocking smile.

The crazed beast pounced on the wooden sculpture of Rocket.

There was a violent biting sound, and wood chips scattered on the ground.

The crazy beast just accidentally swallowed a piece of sawdust while biting, and immediately its muscles tensed and its breath suddenly expanded.

Even in a state of madness, the instinct of the crazy beast made it realize that this wood sculpture was a good thing!

It bit off the waist of the "Rocket" viciously and was about to swallow the upper body of the wood sculpture into its stomach.

However, Jehovah did not allow it to do so.

Even if a king-level crazy beast obtains some of the [Top] power, it is still too weak.

"Chiliu~"

Jehovah opened his mouth, and his tongue grew longer and longer, then pierced the heart of the mad beast.

The crazy beast shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye. As its life force quickly drained away, a tiny soul as small as a speck of dust emerged from its body.

This was the first time Sean had seen the soul of a living being.

A few strange looks flashed across his eyebrows. What is the so-called soul? Has he ever felt a breath of supernatural power?

I'm afraid that this is different from the soul in the secular world. It is a kind of extraction and reproduction of certain characteristics of living things by Jehovah's supernatural power...

Jehovah glanced at the weak soul and showed a look of disdain: "Crazy Beast, as a living creature, your soul is not complete and is too weak."

Immediately, he turned his attention to the wood sculpture that was broken into two sections.

After staying there for a while, Jehovah seemed to be waiting for something.

Then, he hugged the rocket sculpture that was broken into two pieces, half-knelt on the ground, and after his body twitched for a while, he actually burst into tears.

Jehovah seemed to be in great sorrow. He cried miserably, opening and closing his mouth, but no word came out.

What's even more strange is that after he cried for a while, his face began to move and change, becoming another person.

His face kept changing, and men and women, young and old all appeared, including a few people Sean had seen before.

Xi Liu, Yan Leng and other members of Mio Shisan's team, but the only one missing was Mio Shisan, as well as Tommy Brother, the twin brothers under Tommy Brother, and so on. Those who had died long ago became faces of Jehovah and kept appearing.

The only thing that remains unchanged is that every face is a desperate and sad crying face.

Finally, Jehovah's face returned to his own, and he held the wooden sculpture like a rocket's body, looking up at the sky in despair.

Suddenly, a soft and strange light appeared from somewhere.

Even Sean in the dark showed surprise. The light almost pulled him out of the hidden illusion.

This is……

A look of ecstasy flashed across Jehovah's face. He quickly put the wooden carving on the ground, knelt in front of it, and whispered something.

Because of the appearance of the light, Sean couldn't get too close and could only vaguely hear words like "mother", "gift", and "rebirth".

The light lasted for a while, and then floated towards the southeast like a living thing.

A towering tree that almost covered the entire field of vision appeared in that direction.

However, the big tree was just an illusion, and it seemed that it could only be seen at a fixed angle.

The huge tree crowns supported the evil dome, and then shook together.

A soft breeze and warm light fell.

The light fell on the wooden sculpture of the rocket, and that sculpture actually sprouted new buds.

The light seemed to be trying to do something, but after maintaining for a while, the light seemed to find that it could do nothing, and finally could only disappear helplessly.

During this process, Jehovah had been staring at the light and tree shadows that appeared. His eyes were moving quickly and strangely, as if recording something like a camera.

Finally, the light and the shadows of the trees disappeared.

The wooden sculpture of the rocket lay on the ground, and even though it had sprouted some new life, it still couldn't change anything.

Jehovah picked up the wood carving and examined it. Finally, he frowned and said, "It still doesn't work... Why? Is there something missing? Mother is indeed recovering. She has clearly responded..."

"Is the mother's level of resuscitation too low? Or are there steps in my assumptions that are incorrect?"

After standing there and wandering for a long time, Jehovah still could not find an answer that satisfied himself.

Finally, he kicked the wooden sculpture of Rocket in dissatisfaction: "Waste... Is it because this waste is too weak to resonate with the mother?"

Jehovah's eyes became increasingly gloomy. "If Mio Thirteen has a soul, then she is the best test subject... Waste! Waste!"

After cursing angrily for a while, Jehovah removed all traces and prepared to leave.

His experiments will continue, and he may need more experimental materials and more experiments.

Sweeping an area of ​​the gray sea, the face of Jehovah kept moving.

"Maybe I can summon the bodies of the two evil gods again next time, but I will need to change my identity..."

He muttered to himself and was about to leave the camp.

After walking for a while with his head down, Jehovah didn't seem to notice that he was going around in circles.

After turning around a dozen times, he glanced at the land around him, a hint of surprise and violence flashed in his eyes, and then he stopped.

Jehovah looked at the air, his eyes moving wildly up and down and left and right.

"This smell..." He grinned, "It's you, the famous Nightmare Sean."

The air seemed to be broken, and Sean walked out calmly and waved to Jehovah condescendingly like a big star.

"Nice to meet you. But what should I call you?" Sean looked a little embarrassed. "Leader of the Walkers? Chameleon? Follower of the Self Cult? Or..."

He made a funny gesture of opening his hands, his face full of mockery: "Great Jehovah?"

Jehovah's expression remained unchanged, even though his fists were clenched tightly under his sleeves.

"I prefer you to call me the Great Lord." He seemed to take Sean's taunting calmly.

Sean took a step forward with a smile: "Well, great Jehovah, I have some doubts, can you help me solve them?"

The corners of Jehovah's mouth twitched as if he was smiling. "When I first heard the news of your death, I didn't take it seriously. In the past, when no one knew about you, I had some judgments about you... As expected, you faked your death."

Sean did not let Jehovah change the subject to himself. He just paced leisurely in the air: "No match for you, Jehovah, who made so many big moves."

Jehovah smiled and asked, "How long have you been here?"

Sean just shrugged and didn't answer directly.

Jehovah tilted his head like a chameleon and said, "Your origin cannot be changed. What you lack most is still all kinds of secret knowledge. But what you said just now revealed something. You are pursuing the secrets that I know... It seems that you already know about the origin of supernatural powers?"

He glanced at Sean's feet and said, "Fox magic... Haha, I couldn't detect you even though I was so close, Sean. Your advancement speed is really terrifying. You have surpassed the middle level of crimson and are close to the upper level of crimson... Moreover, there is no smell, like the wind in the early morning when the sun was not blocked... Your pollution has also been eliminated. It seems that you have also gained a lot from your mother."

Sean smiled and then stretched: "Then is it time for you to answer my question?"

"sure……"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jehovah suddenly disappeared from the spot. Then, a long tongue emerged from another corner and headed straight for the space under Sean.

Sean's figure flashed and disappeared in the air, and his real body was just in the direction of Jehovah's tongue attack.

"You guessed it right, that's awesome." Sean laughed and almost wiped the tip of his tongue before disappearing into the air again.

Jehovah appeared at the same place, and the color of his body was changing back to the color of the camp environment.

Looking around cautiously, Jehovah sneered, "Sean, I know you inside out. Even the illusion of the middle level of Crimson has no effect on me."

"Oh, really?" Sean's laughter echoed around the camp.

Jehovah kept turning around and staring at the empty corners, shouting, "It's no use!"

"is it?"

"Of course!"

"really?"

"Naturally!"

The two of them repeated meaningless words like bickering children.

Suddenly, Jehovah's pace slowed down and his eyes suddenly widened.

He raised his hand suddenly and found that his skin had turned into a strange light purple color without him knowing.

Sean's laughter echoed everywhere: "I never intended to deceive you with illusions from the beginning. I was just teasing you."

Jehovah's expression suddenly became solemn. The five fingers of his right hand turned into five syringes, which he inserted into his abdomen at once, trying to expel the venom.

"Do you know how the original superpowers don't interact with each other?" Jehovah said hatefully.

Sean laughed out loud, “Mr. Jehovah, don’t take me for a fool.”

Jehovah's face turned dark purple and his steps began to stagger.

"Using illusions to attract my attention...you have already started poisoning the surroundings, right?" Jehovah's voice trembled slightly.

His answer was Sean's mocking laughter.

Jehovah could no longer stand. He staggered to the ground, his eyes full of violence.

"Evildoer, fraud, liar... all three..." Jehovah's voice became unwilling, "What a lucky fool."

He could no longer control his limbs.

Sean finally showed up and sneered, "Jehovah, I thought you had some tricks up your sleeve."

"Sean..."

"Yeah, I'm listening." Sean smiled.

A tongue suddenly appeared and pierced the air beside Sean.

The shadow disappeared, and Sean's entity slowly appeared in the same place.

The tongue of the Lord was pierced into his heart and kept moving.

There was no sign of poison on Jehovah's face. He wiggled his tongue and lifted Sean up.

“It is indeed the etheric body…” Jehovah sneered.

"I've been wondering how you got here. The only explanation is that when I summoned the evil god's body, I also happened to summon you..." Jehovah's face was full of joy. "Don't doubt it. I have investigated you. Although the details of your whereabouts in the Gray Sea are unknown, some details can be combined."

His tongue seemed to penetrate the soul, and Sean on it was unable to move.

"You have some connection with Gao Zhi, the Seducer... So it's no surprise that the ritual I used to summon Gao Zhi also summoned you."

Yahweh opened his arms and said, "Then how could you, who was summoned as an etheric body, poison me?"

Sean stared at him with his tongue on his chest, and finally nodded weakly: “Yes, so I didn’t poison you.”

He suddenly laughed: "I have been using illusions all the time."

Jehovah's smile froze on his face.