Chapter 1371 How About a Fight?

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Father Temple, I have been to this place many times. The first time I marveled at its grandeur, the second time I marveled at its historical heritage, and the third time I marveled at the ubiquitous connotation and artistic accumulation of its internal details. From the fourth time till now... I'm still lost.

"I thought it was useless for you to build such a big house." Sitting in Father God's private living room, I looked up at the crystal chandelier ten meters away and couldn't help but mutter. I think back then, on a whim, I said that as a member of the royal family, I wanted to experience the life of living in a palace, so I built a house on the edge of Shadow City that was about the same size as the Temple of the Father in front of me. As a result, the only thing I felt was: sleeping in Is there any difference between sleeping in a big house and sleeping in a square? So I really don't understand the point of this giant house.

Of course, Qianqian’s unrestrained design plan that day is also a problem: no matter how big the house is, it has three bedrooms and one living room, and the bedroom area is as big as a square. Sleeping in it is like sleeping in a square...

"Ha, the children helped build it. They like big houses. In fact, sometimes I also turn to them at home," Father God said cheerfully, "Besides, in a building like a temple, only one-third of the space is actually occupied by people. , and the others are basically functional rooms. Speaking of which, Sola and I are a little confused about where we are. In the past two days, we have been discussing getting a bedroom on the temple porch to live in..."

"Ahem, Lord, don't do this," Soiret coughed awkwardly, "You have already dug several holes in the front hall."

It can be seen that the long and leisurely life of Father God is actually quite colorful.

At this time, the door of the living room was suddenly pushed open. I followed the sound and saw two little girls who looked exactly the same and were wearing black and white princess dresses. They were pushing open the pair of heavy wooden doors with angel reliefs with their shoulders: In their hands Each held a large vessel, which looked like it was used to hold food.

I have seen these two little girls, they are the daughters of Father God. Jiadi and Cyndia, it’s just that they look so much alike that I really can’t tell who is who, but I can tell them apart when the two little girls run to the table: put the things in their hands After we were on the table, the little girl in the white dress jumped into the arms of Father God and called her daddy. The little girl in the black dress jumped up to me first and looked at me curiously with her big eyes blinking: "Hello, uncle! Uncle, you have candy in your pocket, right? Uncle, you will take the initiative to give me candy, right?"

The attribute of this naughty child is definitely that Cyndia didn't run away - she is much worse than Jiadi.

I touched Cyndia's head. This little girl who had lived at home for a while and now would come to visit me every now and then was a bit eccentric. But he is also a very cute child. I took out a few pieces of flavored toffee produced in Shadow City and stuffed them into her hand. The little girl immediately ran to share them with Jiadi, while my eyes were on the table: the vessels the two little girls held up looked similar. A small pot with a lid on it so you can't see what's inside, but you can smell the aroma of the food. Father God had a cheerful smile on his face: "I knew you were here. It is specially prepared. This thing is rare in the God Realm. The chef in the temple tried it several times before getting the taste right. Come and try it. "

Father God's words completely aroused my curiosity, and the serious things I wanted to say immediately had to be temporarily put aside: something rare even in the world of gods! How high is this treatment? It seems that they are still one family of void creatures, and there is friendship between the brothers. I looked at the expressions of the other people (gods) around me, and I guessed that not many people had received this kind of hospitality since the establishment of the God Realm. Suddenly he looked at the table expectantly. Jiadi and Cindia, two impish little princesses from the divine world, volunteered to serve as table maids. They stepped forward on tiptoes and opened the lid. Suddenly, a wave of hot air spread out with fresh fragrance, and Father God warmly entertained everyone. : "Come, come. Everyone has a share and will benefit..."

After a while, the most powerful gods in the void and two creatures who didn't know whether they were gods or not appeared. There were two naughty kids sitting in a circle around the table in the living room, and everyone was eating with their mouths watering. Father God murmured while eating: "I still feel like something is missing."

I bit into the leek box and kept nodding: "Well, I am missing a bowl of spicy soup, or shredded pickles and millet porridge..."

"That ghost sister's cooking is better than this one!" Cyndia said crisply. Half of the little girl's face was covered with oil after eating. When I got closer, I even thought I could make out the silhouette of a human being. After all, naughty children in the world eat really well. The same look, the basic rhythm is to rub it all over, right?

"Well, it's actually a matter of the soil and water of the ingredients. Leeks need to be transformed in the divine world before they can grow. When the divinity becomes higher, the taste will change." Father God explained to his daughter with an agricultural expert look on his face, "I'll have someone go there in a while." Get some common leeks from the human world and let them try it... Jady, don't wipe your mouth with Uncle Soiret's sleeve... not even your own! Don't forget the art of self-cleansing."

I crossed the void and came to the God Realm and ate a leek box! And there’s no spicy soup!

"We are eating here, Bingtis can only watch, right?" Father God suddenly thought of something, raised his head and asked me, I immediately looked to my side: Bingtis's body was sitting next to me, and the doll He looked lifeless, his blood-red eyes half-open and half-closed, as if he had no idea what was happening around him. Although it's okay for a god to not eat, her appearance... well, it's really hard to watch.

"Open your mouth and bite -" I handed the food to Bingtis's mouth and watched her subconsciously open her mouth, bite down, and chew. "Eat slowly, don't swallow in a hurry. I can't help you if you choke. You can only choke for a few days."

I don’t know how much she can understand now. Anyway, the body nodded slightly subconsciously. The feeding process lasted for a long time. The other party just finished eating. I took out a napkin and gave it to Li Hun. The girl wiped her mouth and told her not to move: "Keep this position, don't bite the paper, don't bite my fingers, don't stick your tongue out..."

While I was so busy, I felt two eyes fixed on me. When I looked up, I was startled: Uncle Kuvain and Aunt Aishali had glaring eyes. Uncle Kuvain even asked: "That little one?" Why didn’t the girl come?”

Of course he was referring to the little doll that looked like a young Bingtis: Although it was obviously impossible, it seemed that Uncle Kuvain had hypnotized himself into believing that it was the daughter of Bingtis and I.

...Don’t you know that the little doll has a psychological shadow on you?

"Well, let's put aside personal matters and let's talk about business first." I straightened the soul-departing version of Bingtis to prevent her from running around suddenly, and then took out the scroll that recorded the voyage log of my ancestors from the portable space - so to speak Should important matters be brought up when the atmosphere is more serious? Father God, the words on your leek box are too late, right? !

Well. Forget it, I'm already used to this way of discussing serious matters in the most unserious situations.

"This is the voyage log from that year," I handed the scroll to Father God. "If the home world is in the area where the Star Field Expedition Force has been active, the universes mentioned in these logs should be recorded in your huge data library. "

Father God used a self-cleansing technique to clean the oil on his hands. He took the scroll and roughly felt the contents inside. He nodded slightly: "If there is one, it can definitely be found. The huge data library stores everything God knows. But these things It’s really a long time ago.”

"Ah. Indeed," I spread my hands, "it's ancient times for gods. We still can't believe it now. We really found news about our home world. We also saw our living ancestors."

"It is worthy of congratulations. For any civilization, it is always a good thing to be able to understand its origin. As one of the three gods in the void, it should not always start with a history of wandering." Father God handed the scroll to the person sitting next to him. The Supreme God of Light, "Soire. Take the scroll to the library tower first, and we will arrive later."

"Yes, my lord." Sauvaire stood up and saluted his father God meticulously. Then it turned into a piece of holy light and dissipated in the air.

"Ha, he is such a rigid guy. It feels so stressful to be next to him! Fortunately, he is gone now." Jia Jia jumped off the head of Father God and walked towards Bingtis' soul-departed body with great dignity: gone. It took quite a while to arrive. San Cun Ding's range is indeed limited. The Supreme Life Goddess is an expert in soul science and life force. She flew up and down to check Bingtis's body. He circled my head twice with a serious expression, and finally flew back to Father God without saying a word, biting his ears and whispering with him.

"How is the situation?" Bingtis and I asked in unison.

Kuvain and Aisali also nervously left their seats slightly, leaning half of their bodies over the table.

"It's similar to what I guessed before," Father God looked into my eyes, "There is no problem with the divine spell. Bingtis's body and soul are in a normal state. The divine spell with the same law of soul has ended normally without any residue, so She is not stuck by the remaining divine power."

"That is to say..." I pointed to my nose and came to my senses, "the problem lies in..."

"The problem lies with you," Jia Jia nodded seriously with her little head the size of a peanut, just like Ding Dong did every time before asking for credit, "The void creature, with its special soul power, trapped Bingtis's soul. Woke up!"

"Oh my God, that's what it is!" Bingtis and I said in unison again, and then the latter suddenly became furious, "It turns out that you got me stuck! It turns out that the culprit is yours! My youth. I have been ruined by the weird talents of you void creatures again! I should have thought about how far away a weird guy like you can be..."

Father God coughed twice in embarrassment: "Ahem, the void creature said it has something to say."

Bingtis instantly withered: "Well, Father God, I'm not talking about you, ah ha, ah ha ha ha... Actually it's good to be stuck like this..."

Let you explode on the public channel! I, the Great Void Clan, is someone you can laugh at? !

"In short, first find a way to separate Bingtis's soul, and then she can recover naturally," Father God said while thinking, "The reason why she is stuck is the assimilation power of void creatures, which you and I inherited from The most direct and powerful force of the void. Is it the law of soul synchronization? I have heard of this magic, a magic that requires the caster to completely trust the other party and entrust everything to the other party 100%. Only in this way , so that the souls of two people can be merged together regardless of their rank. The problem lies here: due to the 'complete openness' of the same law, Bingtis's soul was exposed to the void disturbance force in a defenseless state at that moment. Under this, it only takes a very short synchronic process, and her soul will be transformed, assimilated, and transformed in your direction, and the external manifestation is - stuck."

Bingtis spoke tremblingly: "In other words... I am no longer myself. I am an integral part of Chen, so I can't break away from my current 'subject'?"

"It's not serious yet. Aren't you still maintaining your complete self?" Father God comforted Bingtis, "Chen is subconsciously protecting your soul. You yourself are not weak, so this assimilation process is actually very slow. .”

I heard the word "temporarily" and couldn't help but continue: "Then what will happen if we continue to be assimilated like this?"

Father God frowned: "If it lasts long enough, of course it will be the worst outcome: Bingtis completely loses himself and becomes a soul puppet without the ability to think. As for the short-term impact..."

At this point, Father God looked me up and down: "You are a man, so she will probably be Chineseized first."

I was stunned for half a minute before I finally understood. I had no idea what the word "Chinese" meant on earth and what Father God meant. Suddenly, something stuck in my throat and I couldn't spit it out. Then he resisted the twitching of the corners of his mouth and expressed his objections righteously: "I think it is unlikely. Bingtis is almost a pure man now, so she will probably skip this step directly..."

"Say that again?! The moment I heard that your soul was subconsciously protecting me, your sex was exposed, right? What does a pure man mean? Have you ever seen a 36e pure man? ! When you eat my concubine tofu, you don’t say “pure man” anymore, right?”

The gazes of Kuvain and Aisali were slicing across my body like knives. The father-god closed his eyes slightly and smiled without saying a word. The supreme dark goddess continued to wipe the faces of her daughters expressionlessly. The atmosphere at the scene was particularly... harmonious. .

I endured the Bingtis-style rap in my mind that was as lively as Caishikou. He tried his best to look solemn and nodded slightly to Father God: "Then let's talk about how to liberate this female prostitute... and liberate Bingtis."

"It's easy to solve if you know the reason. As long as you terminate your assimilation process with her, the connection between Bingtis and your soul will naturally become weaker and weaker: the soul has the ability to eliminate foreign matter." Father Kagura Hehe said, I don’t know what he was enjoying, "It should be noted that the assimilation that has already occurred cannot be reversed. Terminating the assimilation and separating from each other will only stop the process, so the sooner we separate, the better. It takes too long If it takes a long time, even if we are separated, Bingtis may not have much mind left. With your current self-control, you should not be able to completely suppress your void power."

I scratched my hair in embarrassment. Xingchen and Sheila both gave me a lot of guidance on how to control my void power, but how could a rookie who just learned to walk keep up with two guys who have the same life span? Although I think I usually work hard, but after all, proficiency points cannot be improved by improving.

"Well, then we can only use a stupid method," Father God smiled even more cheerfully, "I set up a protective barrier outside Bingtis's soul. Anyway, as long as it prevents assimilation, external force can also be used. .”

"That's no problem," I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "It's not a problem, is it?"

"It's not troublesome. It's just that you can't directly operate it in your current state. You are also a void creature. On the void ladder, you and I are at the same level, so even my power cannot directly pass over your soul to affect Bingtis. Soul, so..." Father God pointed to the bright sky outside the window with a smile on his face, "You need to consume a certain amount of strength and enter a weak state. Simply put, let's find a place to fight."

"Pfft--" I sprayed immediately, and I was sprayed with Kuvain and Aisali, but the two main gods Jaga and Sorafir were still calm. The former may not have reacted yet, and the latter just Due to facial paralysis.

"Are you so surprised?" Father God had already stood up at this time, as if he was ready, "This is the fastest way to consume your excess power. Of course, you can also choose other methods, such as me summoning a wave of divine troops to follow You fight on wheels, or you bravely rush to the gate of the abyss. If you want to make a void creature fall down from exhaustion, you can only choose such a loud method."

Bingtis was silent for a moment, and muttered in the mental connection: "Oh, it's exciting this time. I will have another material to brag about in the future..."

It seems that there is no other way. Father God has explained the principle clearly. If you want to stop the assimilation of Bingtis, you must establish an external protective layer. The prerequisite for establishing an external protective layer is yourself. If I don’t cause trouble with my power, if I still can’t perfectly control the power of the void, I will have no choice but to tire myself to death first...

"Okay, I'll give it a go anyway," I shouted and stood up, as if I was ready to die, "Where are we going to fight?"

"Well, the void creatures make too much noise when fighting, and I'm afraid I can't find a strong enough place in the God Realm, so I want to go to the edge of the God Realm, above the zenith, which is the area adjacent to the God Realm and the Void, and is the most suitable for activities. Body."

I nodded and prepared to follow Father God, but as soon as I stood up, I saw Uncle Kuvain and Aunt Aishali also standing up with excited faces, and I was suddenly surprised: "You want to follow too?"

"It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity," Uncle Kuvain rubbed his hands and was very happy. "I have to go and see it. This is the first time in my life that I saw a man fight a duel for Bingtis, and he also challenged Father God. In the past, It’s that girl who bullies others all day long, and there are quite a few who stand up to resist... Hey, I have no regrets in my life..."

I:"……"

Although it felt like the old couple had subtly misunderstood something, what was going on with this feeling that they couldn't bear to correct it?