After being targeted by a paranoid god [Quick Transmigration]

Su Mo lowered his eyes.

After hearing all kinds of thoughts in Eric's heart, he gradually felt a strange feeling in his heart.It seemed that the flame was constantly rising and jumping, until finally it became a prairie fire that seemed to be able to engulf everything in and burn out.

Su Mo put his hand on his heart, feeling the violent beating of the simulated heart beneath it.

Ah...is this what "anger" feels like?

It was like a piece of a puzzle, filling in part of the original blank again, so it gave birth to a completely different and strange sense of satisfaction from before.

It's just that behind the satisfaction, this brand new and obtained emotion rushed forward again, making Somo just look at Albert standing behind Eric—or, in other words, Tarvis's Every now and then, he would feel a throbbing pain in his brain, as if someone was clamoring in his heart to destroy everything.

The newly acquired emotions cannot be well adapted and controlled by the owner, so it is inevitable that some will overflow, and it will be fine after this period of time passes.

But before that, Su Mo may be able to vent and squander the emotions in his body as much as he wants.

Somo looked at Abbott, at his cloudy eyes that lacked any sense of reason, and also at those tentacles behind him that were constantly swaying slightly instinctively.

"How disrespectful you are..."

Somo whispered.

"He is not a plaything that can be bullied by you...!"

However, Eric seemed to be unmoved by Sihao.

"Perhaps he was indeed a frightening, powerful and terrifying existence in the abyss."

Eric sneered, a small cold light shone on the fangs protruding from his lips.

"But if you don't have your own will, no matter how powerful you are, don't you just want to be a tool to be controlled and used wantonly like now?"

Eric's eyes fell on Su Mo.

"I know you, Executioner Sumo."

Eric sneered.

"The most powerful executor of the Holy See's generation has never failed in missions. Whether it is an ordinary blood race, or those nobles with fiefdoms, blood servants, titles, and powerful power... But all If it hits your hand, no one will survive."

When he said this, what he said inside and outside the words showed that he did not intend to be a direct enemy of Sumo.

"Why, do you want to surrender?"

Somo asked.

"of course not."

Eric let out a very short sneer when he heard the words.

"I'm not, I already have the most powerful and most useful weapon in this world!"

While Eric was saying this, he stretched out his hand and slapped his wrist fiercely.

A long and thin line of blood suddenly appeared on his wrist, and from within that line, blood was gurgling out.

Almost at the same moment when the blood flowed out, Abbott, who was standing quietly behind Eric, rushed out fiercely, looking like a fast arrow that had left the string, and was about to hit the arrow in front of him. The terrifying aura of tearing everything apart.

Driven by the blood, Abbott came to Somo almost instantly, and the terrifying limbs, which seemed to possess irresistible and unstoppable power, slammed down towards Somo.

However, Su Mo did not dodge or evade.

"It's really embarrassing for you to look like this."

Su Mo sneered, but the condensed smile was not aimed at Albert in front of him, but at Eric who was under Abbot's protection.

It's just that this monster, which has already lost its sanity, obviously has no way to listen to and understand the meaning of Sumo's words. It just follows the blood flowing in his body that does not belong to him, and manipulates this body. Many movements of the body.

Eric had a smug smile on his face.

Because he knows that no matter how powerful the executioner opposite the Holy See who has been in the limelight over the years, the new Holy Son of the Holy See, is, his final fate can only be like those who have become the most powerful in the past countless years. He himself, or the existence that became the opposite of this incomparably useful tool he picked up from the abyss, was defeated just by meeting him.

Only this is beyond doubt, the monster brought out of this abyss possesses unrivaled power.

Although today, for some reason, this tool seems to be less handy to control than it used to be...

Albert's tentacles and huge body were already within easy reach of Somo.Eric raised the corners of his lips, feeling as if he had seen the end of Sumo's defeat.

However, an accident happened.

I saw countless viscous and horrifying fleshy sticky fleshy sticks that were as large as those of the tentacles behind Abbott, just looking at them like this would make you feel san-worthless, wrapped in a lot of white bones Thick mud also poured out from behind Somo, entangled with those tentacles, but for a while, no one could do anything to them.

Eric was stunned for a moment, his body began to tremble violently without realizing it.

This feeling... This familiar feeling of trembling and uneasiness all over the body, as if what he is facing is absolutely invincible, and even the fear that he doesn't even have the courage to look directly at the other party-!

Eric looked over there, and then took a sharp breath.

In front of his eyes, the two beings who were entangled could no longer be described with any words that could describe the creatures that this world should have.

Regardless of Albert, he has already returned to the beginning, when Eric saw him in the abyss for the first time before those countless epochs; and the current appearance of the holy son of the Holy See is also the same. It has long been out of the scope of human beings.

Behind Su Mo, there were countless fleshy bones emerging from his back, which looked like some kind of strangely shaped wings.That pair of pine-green pupils shone with a cold light, and if you look at them with the flesh behind him, they seem to be the only light that shines in the darkness.

However, this light does not bring any warmth and hope, it only makes people feel scalp numb when they see it.That emerald green light looks gloomy and frightening, and it reminds people of a pale and empty wall. It is a terrible synaesthesia and telepathy that make the scalp tingle even the high-ranking vampires.

"Look at me, Tarvis."

Su Mo's voice sounded a little gloomy.

"Your appearance—this appearance of being controlled by human beings without any pride and dignity of your own is really ridiculous and infuriating!"

Abbott, who was still sternly outputting attacks like Eric ordered, was slowed down by Su Mo's words—or, that name, until finally Completely stop.

Eric was surprised to find that from the mouth of the abyss monster, which was supposed to have completely lost its sanity and could only follow his instructions, there was something incomprehensible, but it was like sharp nails. The very uncomfortable sound that can be heard when the blackboard is rubbed against it.

"Su, Mo..."

From Albert's mouth, a few voices overflowed, hoarse and intermittent, like a baby who has just started to learn to speak, or like a long-dead person who has forgotten this function because he has not spoken for a long time people.

"Somo, Somo..."

But that interruption was only temporary, and soon, after repeating it a few times, his words became smoother.

At the end, from him, or more accurately, from the mouth of "He", came a low, magnetic and affectionate call.

He said, "Somo."

While Abbott said this, the tentacles behind him became transparent.Although it is still blue and purple in color, it is as translucent as a blister at the moment, and you can see the liquid flowing continuously under the thin layer of skin on the surface.

Most of those liquids are translucent, but occasionally a bright red, blood-like color flows through.

Finally, at a certain moment, all these red liquids burst out of the body, and all the magazines that did not belong to this body were excluded.

Abbott finally shed the last bit of his human appearance, which he barely maintained, and completely turned into the surging tentacles that Eric had seen in the abyss all those years ago. .What is wrapped in the very center is something that looks like a human body but is quite different from the human body.

"Well, I didn't lose face until the end..."

So Mo murmured softly, turned his head and looked at Eric.

--Danger!

At the moment when the other party looked over, the taut string in Eric's brain began to yell and warn his master crazily. He faintly noticed that some kind of ancient, mysterious and evil Existence seems to be gradually waking up.

Eric hastily spread his wings behind him and wanted to escape, but this decision seemed to be one step too late after all.I saw the sticky meat paste pouring over the sky and covering the sky, engulfing him without giving any time.

The darkness immediately eclipsed all vision.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Help, help-!"

A pale hand stretched out from the muddy meat, and shook powerlessly for a moment, then was submerged by more muddy meat, and never came out again.

[...Your Highness!Your Highness!Please control yourself a little bit! 】

【His Royal Highness! 】

The voice of the system screamed desperately and frantically in Su Mo's ear, but Su Mo couldn't hear the voice no matter what.

The emotion called "rage" has completely swept through his brain.

Countless pieces of meat paste gushed out from his body, and flooded them in all directions, as if they were endless.Wherever the meat paste passes, no matter what it is, it will be submerged, swallowed, and assimilated, until it finally forms part of the meat paste, or the white bones in it.

I don't know how long this situation lasted until the end, the whole world was completely silent, without any sign of life existence or activity.

This is the world that was inadvertently destroyed by the Outer Gods.

Finally, at a certain moment, bubbles burst out from the "sea" like fleshy paste.

"Gulu", "Gulu".

Such sounds began to appear one after another.

Finally——when that "point" came, a tall and strong man came out from the muddy flesh, with a wicked smile on his lips, long purple curly hair, and scarlet eyes.

He walked towards the young man with black night-colored hair surrounded by flesh paste, stretched out his hand, and held the other's cheek.

The young man's eyes were closed tightly, as if he was dreaming an unknown dream.

"It doesn't seem to work in this way..."

He sighed, then stretched out his arms and hugged the young man in his arms.

"—But, it's all right, Somo."

Tarvis lowered his head and kissed Sumo's eyebrows and nose lightly.

"Because I'm still here."

"I will find a better and more suitable method to implant those feelings for you."

"For you my love."