Monster Edit: I Can Create Cthulhu

Su Ziyu's idea is very simple, since fusion is inevitable, then I will take your power over during the fusion process!
He knows very well that at this time, he can no longer use the original power, but must use other powers to achieve the final comeback.

The dragon pattern on his chest was activated to the extreme by him, a ferocious black-magic dragon seemed to climb out, opened its head and roared to the world, and Su Ziyu's aura also increased all the way!
Three pairs of spiritual wings appeared behind him, and the third pair of wings also became extremely solid due to the enhancement of the breath of the dragon pattern, but there was still a big gap between it and the real existence.

Flipping the palm of his hand, a pure white mask emerged. Su Ziyu grabbed the mask and put it on his face. Then another yellow robe fell from the air and draped it on him automatically.

In an instant, his aura broke through to the angel level!
And break through all the way to the peak of the angel level high-level!
The three pairs of spiritual wings are extremely real at this moment.

He wants to use the power of the king in yellow to give himself a bargaining chip to win in this plunder of authority!
And his aura has not stopped improving, and with Su Ziyu's low growl, he broke through from the angel level to the old day level in one fell swoop!
Staring at the golden phantom, Su Ziyu could vaguely see a tall blond man in it.

The blond man's eyes released fiery light like a furnace, and Su Ziyu's spiritual body was severely injured.

Enduring the severe pain of being spiritually scorched, Su Ziyu's palm penetrated into the ball of golden light, turned his palm into a fist, and slammed his fist hard on the face of the golden figure.

Then, Zhiyun groaned in pain and pulled back Su Ziyu's anger.

"call…"

Seeing Zhiyun in his arms with his eyes closed and his face full of pain, Su Ziyu gritted his teeth and stretched his palm towards the latter's chest.

When the fingertips touched, circles of energy ripples swayed like ripples, and his palm entered it very smoothly.

After groping for a while, Su Ziyu's face suddenly became happy, and he hurriedly pulled out the fragment of the godhead, but at this moment, the primordial essence in his body began to shake restlessly.

"Let go of her!"

A dull and hoarse growl sounded in Su Ziyu's ear.

He saw the phantom of the original demon god behind him, and for the first time, the color of humanity shone in those indifferent vertical pupils.

"Since you want to stay in my body, be good to me!" Su Ziyu roared in his heart, his eyes red, "Otherwise, I can let you get out now!"

While roaring, Su Ziyu raised a hand and slammed it towards the temple. Dense lumps of flesh appeared on the surface of that hand, passing through countless layers of space, and finally grabbed the body of the original demon god.

'Hand of Alienation'!
This is the first time Su Ziyu used the 'Hand of Alienation' on himself!
If the original demon god can't continue to be more honest and peaceful, he doesn't mind using the second stage of the 'Hand of Alienation' to hurt the original demon god, he doesn't mind at all...

"You...you really dare to..."

The deep and hoarse old voice sounded again.

"I really dare! Do you want to try?"

Su Ziyu responded with a sneer, and at the same time manipulated the Chaos Sea to condense into an ocean tide.

It was also at this time that Su Ziyu understood the meaning of what the Wall of Truth said.

The so-called power struggle is nothing more than to see who has more control over the system space or the sea of ​​chaos, he or the original demon god.

There is no doubt that it must be Su Ziyu.

The original demon god became silent and stopped interfering with Su Ziyu's actions.

After a struggle in his heart, Su Ziyu opened his eyes again, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, he pointed his palm at the golden piece of godhead, tore off half of it fiercely, and then retracted his arm.

And the moment his arm was just retracted, Zhiyun groaned weakly, his face turned pale in an instant, Su Ziyu quickly poked towards his nose, seeing that he was still breathing, he was relieved.

He didn't dare to take away all the fragments of the godhead. After all, after so many years of parasitism, it had already merged with Zhiyun. If he took it away by force, the latter would die immediately.

Taking half of it away is also so that Zhiyun won't have to suffer from it in the future...

Just like now, Zhiyun at this time is no longer the appearance of a teenage girl like before. Her long silver hair hangs down to her delicate buttocks. Both her figure and her face are of the type that is all over the world. Her breasts are so high that men Just looking at it makes me intoxicated, because the previous dress didn't fit well enough, it looked like a short dress on her body, perfectly outlining her beautiful figure.

Although there is no one around here, only he can enjoy part of the spring.

But he still didn't like Zhiyun's revealing clothes, so he quickly took out a black robe and put it on.

"call…"

After doing all this, Su Ziyu spread out his palm, and there was a broken golden fragment floating there.

The golden light overflowed, attracting the white-haired old man again.

"The godhead fragment of the ancestor of the god...you actually got it..."

Even though the body of the white-haired old man is the wall of truth, and the fragments of the godhead's godhead can be seen, there is still a look of envy in his eyes.

For this old man, Su Ziyu neither liked nor disliked him.

Although the other party seemed to be very kind and told him many secrets, it was precisely because of the Wall of Truth that the power of the ancestor god was awakened for a short time, Zhiyun was also injured because of this, and he was almost taken away by the original demon god.

"What? Are you interested too?"

Su Ziyu asked jokingly.

Seeing Su Ziyu's unfriendly attitude, the white-haired old man smiled awkwardly:
"Little friend, don't misunderstand me, the old man has no malicious intentions..."

Su Ziyu directly ignored the white-haired old man's nagging, waved his sleeves, embraced the unconscious Zhiyun, turned around and was about to leave.

He has more important things to do and has no time to waste here.

"Little friend, this is the arrangement of fate... It is not something that can be controlled by my will... The power of the two of you once came from the ancestors of the gods, so you are walking on the same fate line, and it is precisely because of this that you can Such a thing will happen..." The white-haired old man stroked his beard and sighed, "I can only be a witness...I can't take action, this is a rule... I hope you understand."

Su Ziyu just nodded slightly, but his footsteps did not stop, and he was about to walk out of the gate.

"Little friend, for the sake of you coming to accompany me to relieve my boredom, I will give you another sentence." The voice of the white-haired old man gradually became serious, "Be careful with that mask! Can't believe in the mercy of the gods!"

"Remember, you must find the trioctahedron, it will be useful to you."

Hearing this, Su Ziyu paused, responded lightly, waved back, and then disappeared from the sight of the white-haired old man.

"Thank you..."

Su Ziyu has always been wary and vigilant about the power of the king in yellow, and would not use it lightly unless it is absolutely necessary.

Seeing that the white-haired old man said the same thing, he became more vigilant in his heart, and he was also thankful that he did not rely too much on the power of external objects.