Monster Edit: I Can Create Cthulhu

At that moment, Su Ziyu's heart tightened. Just as he was about to make a move, the two statues of angels turned to look at him. One of them squatted down slowly, and then spat out a silver-white ring.

Another statue of an angel with long golden hair and holding a fiery red cross looked at Su Ziyu with curious eyes.

The two angel statues don't seem to be malicious.

"come over…"

Just when Su Ziyu was considering whether to pick up the silver ring, an ethereal voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

Turning around and looking, the lips of the angel statue holding a fiery red cross seemed to move.

Su Ziyu was stunned for a moment, but he did not refuse by a strange coincidence, and walked directly in front of the statue of the angel. The latter bent down slowly, and lightly touched his forehead with the fiery red cross in his hand.

"Congratulations on passing the ladder test and gaining the power of an angel!"

The clear and ethereal voice echoed in Su Ziyu's ears, and he felt a blur in front of his eyes. In the empty space in the distance, a golden-haired angel stood in the air, holding a fiery red cross. The image was the same as that angel statue. The only difference was that The angel in front of him is more real, as if he really exists.

"It turns out that the original choice was you... Really interesting..."

The misty and deep voice echoed here, and Su Ziyu saw the blond angel squatting on a plane of nothingness, his fiery pupils swept towards him, and there was an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

Su Ziyu opened his mouth slightly, and was about to ask something, when suddenly the picture in front of him broke like glass, his eyes blurred again, and when he opened his eyes, the giant door that went straight into the sky appeared in front of him.

Su Ziyu looked around as he thought of something, but was surprised to find that the two angel statues had been shattered into powder, and the hurricane from nowhere blown them away and melted them into the fog of history.

On the other hand, Su Ziyu touched his forehead. The blond angel just now pressed the cross on this position. When he touched it, it was a little hot and slightly painful.

Then, he suddenly felt a majestic force surge out in front of his forehead, which was then absorbed by the fragments of the godhead. After the latter was absorbed, it swelled and became larger, like a hedgehog full of sharp burrs, and a thin layer of it was floating around it. The energy membrane, the sharp burr stretches and becomes longer, pierces the energy membrane, and suddenly feels that the area where the godhead fragments are parasitic has expanded several times, and the volume of its body has also expanded accordingly.

It beats like a heart, and every beat will burst out a lot of spirituality, and then flow from the brain nerve center, along the surrounding complex and sophisticated nervous system, into the limbs and bones, increasing Su Ziyu's inexhaustible strength.

Su Ziyu's eyes lit up. There were three pairs of spiritual wings behind him. With the accumulation of spiritual energy, the last pair of spiritual wings slowly emerged.

It's just that the pair of spiritual wings look a little illusory and fuzzy, not real enough, just like a reflection.

"call…"

Su Ziyu opened his eyes, a sacred light flashed past, slowly exhaled the turbid breath in his chest, and muttered to himself:

"Quasi-angel level..."

Just now he accepted the power inheritance of the blond angel and successfully promoted to the quasi-angel level!
The quasi-angel level is a necessary stage to break through to the angel level, and it is also a transitional stage.

To judge the strength of the quasi-angel level, you only need to look at the true degree of the third pair of spiritual wings.

The closer it is to the angel level, the more solid the pair of spiritual wings will be.

And the third pair of spiritual wings on Su Ziyu's back is only about [-]% real, and there is still some distance from the real angel level.

This is his reward for successfully ascending the ladder trial.

Standing in the air, Su Ziyu looked at the door with calm eyes, walked in the air, took two steps casually, then pressed his hands lightly on the door, and then pushed hard.

The gate is not as thick as imagined, when it is pushed, it is like pushing a very light gate with rollers, and it is easily pushed open.

The wonderful fluorescent light spread out, and Su Ziyu opened his all-seeing true eyes to scan once to confirm that there was no danger, and then flew in.

Inside the door is an empty clean hall.

There are no magnificent decorations, nor piles of all kinds of gold and silver jewelry, only a very simple and pure white style.

The wind blowing from nowhere swirls around, and the surrounding clean walls are suddenly blown high.

Only then did Su Ziyu realize that the so-called white 'walls' turned out to be white curtains.

After being blown up, the crystal mirror covered by the curtain is naturally revealed.

Su Ziyu raised his eyebrows, scanned the surroundings, and found that all four sides of this room were equipped with such strange mirrors.

He stood in the center, and each Su Ziyu was reflected into the mirror, as if countless screens were broadcasting his every move live.

After observing for a while, Su Ziyu muttered to himself with some uncertainty:

"These mirrors are the rumored 'Wall of Truth'?"

Confused, Su Ziyu walked back and forth between the mirrors, out of fear, he did not reach out to touch them.

After walking around and around, on the third lap, Su Ziyu noticed something was wrong.

He stood in the center, looked up and saw that there were mirrors all around, and the self in the mirror seemed to be different...

Some made domineering expressions, some cried, some showed gentleness, some were sad, some were scared...

And no matter what expressions or emotions these 'Su Ziyu' showed, the pairs of eyes in the mirror were always staring at the real Su Ziyu with a strange smile.

He felt an inexplicable sense of oppression enveloped himself.

And at this time, a whisper suddenly came from his ear:
"come over…"

"I have a secret you want to know..."

"Touch me...touch me..."

"Come here!!!"

"..."

The ravings were layer upon layer, echoing endlessly.

Su Ziyu covered his head and could hear it.

After a while, he let go of his hands covering his ears, walked to the nearest mirror, and pressed his hand on it.

The moment his fingertips lightly touched the mirror, a burst of energy rippled and the original projection of Su Ziyu in the mirror became distorted and blurred. He heard the whispers in his ears becoming clearer, and he no longer had to concentrate Force can also be heard clearly.

"What is your question?"

After hearing this raving clearly, Su Ziyu paused, and immediately said in his heart:

"What is the original demon god... What is my relationship with him..."

Ever since Wanzhou Rubik's Cube met the black goat projection, Su Ziyu became more and more curious about the life experience of the original demon god and the relationship between him and himself, so he naturally asked without thinking.

The raving in the ear dissipated, and the picture in the mirror changed to a dark and empty space filled with mist, like hell.

When seeing the picture in the mirror, Su Ziyu's pupils shrank slightly. Although he restrained the expression on his face, his heart was shaken by a storm.

He is too familiar with this place... it is the system space!