nyslfriends Chapter 114 Can I let you suck it?
Chapter 114 Can I let you suck it?
Chapter 114 Can I Let You Take a Sip?
"What? System, what is this? How dare you absorb it!" Jiang Siming couldn't help but complain. This might be the inheritance place left by the God Shura in the City of Slaughter. If Jiang Siming really sucked up the inherited light column here, the God Shura would go crazy!
Although Shura God can also find a successor through the Killing God Domain, Jiang Siming cannot be sure whether the Killing God Domain is bestowed by the Shura power left over in the Blood Palace.
Jiang Siming temporarily rejected the system's proposal. The dark red light column still enveloped Jiang Siming. The originally single light column gradually emerged with black magic patterns.
"Nine Tests of the God of Killing!" The voice from unknown source came again.
"Oh my god! I have a saying, but I don't know if I should say it or not." Jiang Siming was shocked. It was really like a flood or drought. The position of God that others dreamed of, he just happened to get it casually.
A beam of golden light suddenly penetrated the dark red light column from top to bottom and reflected on Jiang Siming's forehead.
However, at this moment, the purple-black prismatic mark on Jiang Siming's forehead, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly burst into a black-purple light curtain, blocking the golden light column. The golden light was blocked, and the black magic pattern on the dark red light column actually floated strangely.
The golden light suddenly burst out with a more dazzling light, and fine cracks began to appear on the black and purple light curtain. Just as the golden light was about to break through the light curtain, a black-robed figure was projected from the diamond mark, and a sword cut off the dark red light column, and the golden light immediately shattered.
Jiang Siming just stood there eating the melon for a long time, as if he didn't care about the struggle between the two forces. Jiang Siming didn't intend to inherit any god, and he accepted the inheritance of the evil god just to save people.
As for the inheritance of the God of Evil, Jiang Siming had a bold idea.
If the God of Evil could hear Jiang Siming's inner cry, he would probably faint in the toilet crying. It turns out that he is just a tool.
"Let's think about how to get out first?" Jiang Siming looked around. Just now all eyes were focused on the blood-red palace in front of him. Only then did he realize that he was actually under a sea of blood. The endless blood above his head looked like an inverted sea of blood.
The bloody palace was surrounded by an endless abyss. From time to time, roars from unknown sources could be heard, echoing in the abyss, which was extremely strange.
Jiang Siming couldn't help but touch his chin. The Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Snake in the original novel existed in Tang San's world, but it was unheard of in Douluo. The most important point was that the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Snake did not follow the rules of Douluo. It had an inner elixir in its body and no soul ring after death. Such a monster that was more in line with the immortal cultivation system appeared on the road to hell. This made Jiang Siming a little confused.
"Maybe I can learn more about this abyss later!" Jiang Siming had a feeling that there must be bigger secrets under the abyss.
"Let's go in and take a look first!" Jiang Siming looked at the solemn and sacred blood-red hall, as if it was incompatible with all the bloody and weird things around it.
The magnificent red-gold gate was filled with black magic patterns, as if a strange energy was flowing along the magic patterns.
Jiang Siming tentatively placed one hand on the door, and a chill quickly spread throughout his body. Then the power in his body was absorbed by the door in front of him. Jiang Siming's face changed drastically, and energy ripples that seemed to have a rhythm spread out from his palm to the surroundings.
"Oh no!" Jiang Siming wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that there seemed to be a suction force holding him tightly.
"Damn it, I didn't let the system absorb you, and you are trying to trick me here?" Jiang Siming couldn't help but curse.
Just as Jiang Siming was about to be sucked dry, the suction force suddenly disappeared. Jiang Siming sat down on the ground, feeling a little exhausted.
"What the hell is this place?" Jiang Siming's eyes were solemn. The door in front of him couldn't be opened, but there was no other way out.
"Hehe." An old voice came from behind Jiang Siming.
"Who!" Jiang Siming turned around quickly and pretended to be calm.
A middle-aged man with a kind face and wearing a dark red cloak with gold edges stood there with a smile on his face.
"Don't panic. I didn't expect that after a thousand years, you are the first one to come here. You are quite unique, my friend!" said the middle-aged man with a smile.
Jiang Siming knew that the other party was mocking his current appearance, and he was a little confused. Could it be that this was not the place where the Shura God was passed down? After all, Tang Chen had already gone through the previous seven assessments, so he should have been here before.
"I wonder who you are, Senior!" Jiang Siming said respectfully. Now that his soul power had been completely sucked away, he definitely couldn't fight. Moreover, even if he was at his best, he might not be able to beat the middle-aged man in front of him. Jiang Siming had no idea what the other party's strength was.
"I am the Shura God, you can also call me the God of Killing." The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Siming with a smile, his eyes revealing a hint of extreme satisfaction.
Jiang Siming did not say anything. The amiable middle-aged man in front of him who called himself Shura God was full of affinity and did not look like Shura God, the god of killing, at all.
The middle-aged man seemed to see the doubt in Jiang Siming's heart, and said with a smile, "My friend, you have a murderous heart. Could it be that your understanding of the way of killing is as shallow as those idiots above?"
Jiang Siming knew that Shura God was referring to the desperate criminals in the Slaughter City. But he still didn't agree with Shura God's words. If he knew, why did he let it go?
“Haha, even gods have to abide by the laws between heaven and earth. If it weren’t for you, I’m afraid I don’t know when this ray of divine consciousness of mine will be awakened.” The middle-aged man still smiled but seemed a little helpless.
"Senior Shura God, could you tell me how to get out of this place?" Jiang Siming said with a bow.
"You're good!" Asura God looked at Jiang Siming with more and more satisfaction, neither humble nor arrogant, showing his heroic character.
"If you want to leave here, there is only one way, and that is to accept my inheritance." Shura God stared at Jiang Siming and said.
"Senior! Please take a closer look at what is this on my forehead?" Jiang Siming pointed to the diamond-shaped mark on his forehead.
"Haha, look at how you look now. I'm afraid you have been baptized by the evil god?" The Shura God seemed to despise the baptism of the evil god.
"Well, what advice do you have for me, senior?" Jiang Siming was a little confused, as the other party seemed to be confident.
“No wonder you don’t know. Gods cannot easily transfer their power to the lower world. People who become gods in the lower world will definitely fly to the realm of gods after a hundred years. Once they become gods, their strength will increase exponentially with the passage of time. This continent simply cannot bear the power of gods. People who have not become gods also cannot bear the power of gods at all. I’m afraid that if it weren’t for your special physique, you wouldn’t just be like this, losing the surface skin.” The Asura God said lightly.
"But there was another person who also experienced the baptism of the evil god! Why was he okay?" Jiang Siming didn't quite believe what the Shura God said. After all, Zhu Zhuqing had also experienced the baptism of the evil god's power.
“That can’t be considered the baptism of the evil god. At most, the power of the evil god has circulated for several cycles. Your body at this moment can be called the body of the evil god. You can inherit the power of the evil god most perfectly. You are truly extraordinary to be treated like this by the Evil God King.” God Shura explained patiently.
"Am I being tricked?" Jiang Siming was also a little suspicious. After all, healing one's own injuries should be much easier than bringing the dead back to life.
"What do you think? Accept my inheritance, and I can help you return to your original appearance." God Shura said temptingly.
"Senior! I appreciate your kindness, but I don't intend to succeed any god. Please also tell me that I thank the Evil God King for his kindness." Jiang Siming said straightforwardly. Instead of procrastinating, it is better to be direct. With the Four Swords of Zhu Xian and the Chaos Bell, Jiang Siming can completely become a brand new god. Why should he follow the path of others?
"Interesting. Do you take it seriously?" God Shura was not angry. Instead, he found it amusing and smiled.
Jiang Siming nodded without hesitation.
"That evil old guy, the little guy he took a fancy to this time is quite interesting, what a pity!" Shura God said with some regret.
"Please let me go, senior!" Jiang Siming bowed again and said.
"Only by accepting my inheritance and obtaining the power of Shura can you open this door and get out." Shura God spread his hands helplessly, indicating that he was just a phantom and there was nothing he could do.
"Is that so! Then please do me another favor." Jiang Siming said with a malicious smile.
"What do you want to do?" God Shura felt a chill on his back.
"Can I have a little inhalation?"
"System, get ready to work"
(End of this chapter)