I'm a villain, not a devil

Chapter 552 You evil gods are all the same

"Did anyone miss me?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a violent tremor.

The people who were sinking under the influence of the Sword of Flesh and Blood suddenly woke up. They looked around in confusion, not knowing what was going on.

It was not until they looked up that they discovered that Archbishop Ivan, who was holding the Sword of Flesh and Blood, had turned into a mummy without them knowing when. The skin on the surface of the mummy was weathering rapidly, and it seemed that the cause of all this was not the man who had just spoken... but the Sword of Flesh and Blood?

Even if people who didn't know what had just happened and only knew that they had fallen into it inexplicably could find that in the sky, the sword of flesh and blood taken out by the Id Cult was emitting an extremely strange emotion.

God's creation... is afraid of that man?

There was a surge of shock in people's hearts, and the surprised shouts on the walls of Paradise City had already pointed out the man's name.

"Sean!"

Sean turned his head with a smile. He seemed not to even look at the cruel and hideous battlefield. He just blew a kiss to several beautiful women on the city wall in a playful manner.

"You haven't told me yet, do you miss me?"

The Acting Pope's voice sounded in disbelief: "Sean?! How is this possible? You can't be here now!"

Sean, whose flirting was interrupted, turned around with dissatisfaction. He looked at Ethan for a few times and frowned, "Old eunuch, aren't you tired of pinching your throat to speak?"

"you!"

At this moment, Jin Kui, who was being stared at by the Sword of Flesh and Blood, finally broke free. He was the person who felt it the most deeply.

Just now, the gaze of God made him unable to move. This was a suppression from a completely high-level life form, which was no longer something that his will could resist.

However, it was not Sean who directly helped him to remove the suppression, but the sword of flesh and blood representing God that took the initiative to give up its gaze.

Because He wants to focus all his attention on Sean!

This kid... Jin Kui's mouth corners raised inexplicably, and then he shook his head.

"It's embarrassing for you to see me."

Sean, who had just finished scolding the Acting Pope, turned around with a smile and said, "Boss, you are awesome! You can handle two Crimson Peaks by yourself without losing. If it weren't for these bastards playing dirty, I wouldn't be able to reap the spoils."

He actually said this sincerely. Jin Kui was only at the upper level of Crimson, while Archbishops Ivan and Lucas were both at the peak of Crimson. If it weren't for the fact that his ego had used the god-level gaze, Jin Kui could have even killed them both.

The appearance of Sean made the chaotic battlefield become weird. The believers of the ego religion could clearly feel that their great Lord was emitting a different aura, which made them dare not act rashly.

The acting Pope Ethan was trembling all over, not only because of anger but also because of fear.

Only the sword of flesh and blood floating in the sky, with its eyes opened on the blade, looked at Sean in a strange manner.

Suddenly, Ethan's eyes rolled back and then closed tightly. The flesh on his forehead squirmed, and a bulging eye popped out from it.

"Sean..." Ethan's voice was no longer sweet and shrill, but had become more mature and majestic. "It's a very clever and powerful method, but you can't hide it from my eyes."

Sean narrowed his eyes slightly, and the comfort on his face disappeared a little.

Ethan sneered, "Merging Apat into the body... I don't know whether to say that fox is smart or crazy. You are indeed very suitable for 'lies', and your fox magic is perfect. But magic is just magic!"

The floating sword of flesh and blood suddenly roared, and a strange big mouth opened under the single eye of the blade, with snow-white teeth arranged neatly, but at every moment there was a human face roaring in pain on the teeth.

"My faithful people, now is the time for you to prove your faith."

As soon as the words fell, the originally hesitant followers of the Self religion roared in unison. Each of them began to swell abnormally, and their eyes, which originally retained some personal will, were now filled with fanaticism and brutality.

All the followers of the Self Church once again launched a suicidal attack on the steel walls of Paradise City without fear!

The people in Paradise City, who had just taken a breath, were suddenly plunged into a huge crisis. Those believers of the Self Church used their hands and feet, and even if half of their bodies were shattered by energy cannons, they would run to the bottom of the city wall before they died, and use their broken bodies as stepping stones for their companions.

This crazy scene made everyone's scalp tingle. While trying their best to attack, they couldn't help but cast hopeful eyes on Sean.

However, Sean in mid-air did not move at all, even when the Sword of Flesh and Blood was swung away.

Jin Kui frowned, he called the recovered Golden Ghost to his side, and just as he was about to say something to Sean, the sword of flesh and blood attacked him in a terrifying posture.

The residual power alone made Jin Kui's heart beat faster, and he had no choice but to retreat quickly to avoid this terrible attack.

"Damn it, even I've fallen into it..." The golden ghost cursed as he retreated. He looked at Sean with a hint of anger, "Jin Kui, you little brother, are you only capable of these unpresentable methods?!"

"Shut up." Jin Kui said coldly.

While in mid-air, the sword of flesh and blood had already hit Sean's body amid a scream!

There was no blood or flesh flying around, and nothing unusual happened. Sean's body was split in half, and the sword of flesh and blood did not cut anything solid.

The sword blade swung back and slashed again, and the same scene happened again, and the eyes on the blade finally revealed a smug look.

Sean's body was taken back. He stared at the sword of flesh and blood coldly without saying a word.

But the latter laughed with satisfaction: "Magic is magic after all... I was almost fooled by your magic. I guess you spent a lot of time on this magic, right? The triggering method is probably when your people are under fatal threat? Oh, unfortunately, your original body has not completed what you want to do!"

magic?!

Everyone was shocked and looked at him in disbelief. Could it be that... Sean who suddenly appeared in the sky was just a fictional image?

In the sky, Sean, who was exposed, narrowed his eyes, then shook his head and smiled.

"You discovered me..."

He admitted it!

The acting pope, Ethan, laughed shrilly: "The great Lord can see the true self of a person. Magic cannot obscure His sight!"

Sean curled his lips nonchalantly: "You speak as if it has anything to do with you...Don't let an old eunuch pass on the message, my true self, come out and speak for yourself."

A trace of resentment flashed in Ethan's single eye: "How dare you, a mere mortal, to talk to my Lord?!"

Sean said lazily: "If you were not qualified, you wouldn't be so scared when I came out - my true self, show yourself!"

He suddenly roared, and even though it was just an illusion created by magic, its power was enough to shock people.

Ethan was about to refute again, but suddenly, the protruding eye on his forehead turned white again, and a fleshy worm-like thing emerged from the center of the pupil, and the top changed into a faceless little man.

The little man was only the size of a grain of rice, but his voice was like thunder.

"Mortal, you are truly audacious."

It was an extremely indifferent voice, as if a giant was talking to an ant.

As soon as the voice appeared, the army of believers became more and more fanatical as if they were injected with chicken blood. They shouted "Faith" and "My Lord" and began to madly attack the city wall and rush to their deaths.

No one paid attention to this frenzied scene, Sean just sneered.

He showed a slightly cunning smile: "My self, is Wu Xiao's knife a deep memory?"

The tiny man said indifferently, "From a mortal's perspective, it's true, but I'm just a mortal after all. The body of the evil god is just my shell in the world."

Sean stretched out his voice: "Oh————haha, you are explaining, you haven't gotten over that level yet. You call yourself the God of the Self, but you see the most extreme and purest Self in a little mortal. Is your heart broken?"

I snorted coldly, "You are just talking nonsense, just like when you killed Wan Mu. You thought you were so great when you swung your sword at the gods. In our opinion, it was just a small fight."

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Sean raised his eyebrows: "Fighting? Why are you so anxious? In the imperial capital, your Idiopathic Sect suffered heavy losses, and now you are forcibly advancing dozens of Crimsons to attack Heaven City... You feel the fluctuations in space, so you are anxious."

The little rice-grain figure representing the God of Self was silent for a moment, and finally made some relieved sounds.

"Evildoers, frauds, lies... It is indeed troublesome to have an enemy like you. Even if it is just an illusion, you will never be defeated in your words."

Sean chuckled and said, "Then tell me, what do you want to get after taking me away?"

The God of Self said calmly, "Of course it is something useful to me. You are behind all the affairs of the imperial capital. Even gods like me have fallen into your trap. At this moment, I should ask for some interest back."

Sean narrowed his eyes and said, "After becoming Deep Blue, the energy in your body will be gradually transformed into the original energy of the world. You are an evil god and you are above Deep Blue. This little energy is not enough to make you go to war. Have you noticed something you have never had before?"

My Self did not explain any more. He chuckled and said, "It is useless to delay, Sean. I am more familiar with this energy than you are. Even if you have emptied all the original energy in your body, you still need time to absorb new energy. It is an extremely long process."

The sword of flesh and blood opened its mouth and roared silently, and the believers became more and more crazy.

The sword of flesh and blood fell into Ethan's hands, but the actual manipulator was obviously only the ego.

He held the sword and said softly, "From these things, the I-Church has gained a lot of benefits, but the more precious things still need to be obtained from you... Now, how about it?"

He pointed at the army attacking the city below. Amid the pile of corpses, the towering walls of Paradise City actually seemed low. The army of believers at the top had already begun hand-to-hand combat with the defenses of Paradise City!

Although Paradise City has city walls and a population far exceeding that of the enemy, all of this becomes insignificant in the face of absolute power suppression.

This is a sect that has been passed down for countless years. This is a conquest they launched with almost everything they have in the world. The defeat of Paradise City will only take a moment!

My true self was not in a hurry to take action myself, but just said calmly: "After I conquer your Paradise City, this place will become my second parish, and you'd better pray that you can complete the transformation before I find you..."

His voice finally became cheerful: "This way, when I eat you, you will at least be able to feel the pain and unwillingness."

Sean didn't look at him, but just looked at the sword of flesh and blood.

The gem that I had seen on Gan Hu’s forehead, of course, that strangely shaped thing was not a gem at all, but a heart.

And that heart should come from a character - this character took a lot of effort from the production team, but in the end it became a scrapped case due to various reasons.

It is another relic with a strong mark of the previous life, special proliferation...

Sean still remembered that the owner of the heart in the abandoned case was set in a religious background.

In addition to this heart, there are other things on the Sword of Flesh and Blood that Sean is familiar with.

For example, the diamond-shaped gem on the top of the sword is not a gem, but a key that can open an underground copy, but the copy was eventually abandoned and the key data was eventually buried in the abandoned program.

Another example is the ancient-style sword tassel that doesn't match the hilt. It's a small accessory of the girl Li Zi in the studio. The group scanned it into the game when they were playing, and it normally wouldn't appear in the game world.

There were too many things Sean was familiar with, either abandoned projects or items that had once been in the studio. Without exception, they had all turned into special proliferations with a strange and polluted smell.

And it is obvious that the ego cult has not started collecting these special proliferations for the first time, so much so that the ego even knows something about Sean.

But what exactly is this thing in my body that even I covet...

The laughter of the ego interrupted Sean's thoughts: "Powerlessness is the portrayal of you now, your subordinates, your friends, or those women of yours? Oh, can your current illusion restore your true state?"

Sean looked down and saw that the people in Paradise City were already locked in a bitter battle. Under the power of their ego's faith, the believers were becoming crazy and powerful.

Now in the crisis, Sean laughed: "I find that you evil gods are all the same..."

The blank face of His Self twisted for a moment, and for some reason, He suddenly had a bad premonition.

On the city wall, the most threatening Crimson members of the Id Cult were slaughtering people wantonly. Even if they were forcibly promoted, they were far superior to the people in Paradise City who were only at the king level.

"Give your life for the glory of my Lord!" A Crimson of the Self Church raised the inscribed dagger and was about to stab it into the heart of the person in front of him.

The latter was helpless and could only resign himself to his fate and close his eyes.

However, he felt no pain in his body. He opened his eyes carefully and saw a scene that he would never forget.

The Crimson of the Id Cult was vomiting blood and flesh, including the heart, kidneys, lungs, gastric band... fragments of internal organs mixed with blood foam were spit out, and his vitality was rapidly dissipating!

Not only this one, but all the other Crimsons of the Ego Church are in the same situation!

The Self noticed the difference immediately, His pupils shrank suddenly, and His head turned to the rear of the army.

There, piles of crimson proliferations were twisting and screaming madly, and above the horrific pollution, a man wiped the sweat from his forehead laboriously.

The fox magic phantom clapped his hands and made an invitation gesture: "Well, my real body has been there for a long time. How about you go over there and chat with me?"