It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 284 Is He Your Illegitimate Child? Amelia

"God? I'm more like a psychopath."

Liu Zheng sneered.

Becoming the offspring of God would make one a top-grade food ingredient, coveted by all kinds of people to be made into sashimi.

If he really became a god, wouldn't he be chased and attacked by people every day?

Judging from the strength of Dickins, he didn't think that the native gods of At would have any place in the metropolis.

Seeing that Liu Zheng was unmoved, the unknown voice no longer sounded.

He walked to the main altar and subconsciously turned his head to take a look.

Amelia seemed to have anticipated his move and lowered her head so deeply that only her pale and delicate chin could be seen.

"whispering sound."

Liu Zheng curled his lips, picked up the things on the main altar, and put the skull back.

"Name: Umbilical Cord of the Son of God (One-time use)"

"Type: Props"

"Quality: Perfect"

"Effect 1: After use, you can obtain random mystical knowledge."

"Effect 2: After use, you can gain a random number of random skills."

"Effect three: After use, there is a higher probability of obtaining the corresponding bloodline."

"Note: The umbilical cord of the stillborn Son of God. It is a hymn to human courage and also a proof of human bestiality."

“Can I take out a copy: Yes”

"Warning, the bloodline corresponding to the current item conflicts with the player's status. Forcible use may cause unknown consequences."

Wow, these are all obtained randomly, it’s purely a matter of luck.

However, the system's prompt was completely unnecessary. This was something that the City Hall specifically requested, and he had no intention of using it anyway.

"What about the clues to the other things?"

Liu Zheng asked after he put away the umbilical cord.

"Didn't you hear or see anything?"

Amelia asked with some confusion.

"I heard it. It said that if you eat this, you can become a god or something."

he replied.

"Don't you have any desire to become a god?"

Amelia was even more confused.

"I'm tempted, but there are differences between gods. I think it's better to forget about this shameful god who can even kill the Son of God."

Liu Zheng said.

Although it was quite shameful that the evil god could be blasted back by the Red Ghost, at least he was still alive today thanks to the "rebirth of flesh and blood" enhanced by the gospel.

Moreover, the other party's gospel also blew up Mr. Li's body, which was quite impressive.

If he could replace the evil god, he would reluctantly consider it.

"I will arrange a guide for you. He will take you to collect what you need. But I still need to discuss the person. You should go to the church workshop to get the blood gem first."

Amelia said.

"Okay. Oh, this is back to you."

Liu Zheng took off the hexagonal iron cage on his head, placed it casually on the main altar, and then walked out the door.

After he left, a man wearing a red and two-tone court dress and a bird-beak-shaped helmet covering his mouth walked out from the shadows.

"Just let him go?"

The helmeted man spoke, his voice was hoarse and his tone was strange, but it was still clear that he was a female.

"if not?"

Amelia asked back.

"His blood tastes very special. The Queen must like it."

The helmeted man said.

"He is the man chosen by Master Beethoven. Are you ready to face Master Beethoven's wrath if you kill him?"

Amelia said.

"Oh, Beethoven."

The helmeted man's tone was somewhat disdainful and fearful.

They were disdainful because these remnants had always looked down upon modern humans, and they were wary because Beethoven's strength was indeed enough to pose a threat to them.

After all, he was someone who had once hunted gods. Even during the heyday of the Tomel civilization, there were only a few such people.

The moonlight sword behind the opponent is itself one of the most powerful creations of the Tomel civilization.

"As long as you don't tell him, how will he know?"

The helmeted man still refused to give up. "Master Beethoven just doesn't want to spread his energy, it doesn't mean he is a fool. We are all old and need to find a successor. You'd better not challenge his bottom line."

Amelia warned.

"Humph."

The helmeted man didn't say anything else, but his eyes hidden by the helmet were still burning.

That man's blood was so fragrant, so fragrant that even from such a distance, she was still somewhat intoxicated.

She couldn't imagine how happy the queen would be if she offered such blood to her.

These inferior humans dare not enjoy it, but these noble remnants have no such scruples.

"If you're not willing, then go ahead and try."

Amelia suddenly said.

"Hmm? You changed your mind?"

The helmeted man was surprised.

"No, I just know you won't obey me. But if you want to go, you have to make a bet with me."

Amelia said.

"What bet?"

"If your assassination attempt fails, you will take him to Delavania."

Amelia said.

"Huh? What do you want to do?"

The helmeted man instantly became alert.

"You must have Tomel's Holy Grail there, right?"

"I do not know."

The helmeted man shook his head.

The Holy Grail was also an important ritual item in the Tomerian civilization and was carefully preserved in Delavania.

Although she held a high position, her duties were not related to rituals or warehouse management, so she really didn't know.

"Of course there is. If you fail, you must help him get the Tomel Holy Grail that Delavania has. If there is the umbilical cord of the Son of God, help him get it as well."

Amelia said.

"Why are you so nice to him? Is he the offspring of you and Dickins?"

The helmeted man looked above her head suspiciously.

She had been a guard and monitor for decades, and she thought she knew Amelia better than Beethoven.

The Grand Patriarch of the Blood Healing Church is kind-hearted by nature, but he is definitely not a pushover.

It was good enough that she didn't arrange people to kill this stranger with unknown origins who was involved in the church's secrets. Why would she be so eager to help him?

"If you think I won't get angry at what others say, you're wrong. Sometimes, I'm still petty. If you don't want me to loosen the noose of the firing squad, you'd better be careful about what you say and what you do."

Amelia said in a calm tone.

However, the helmeted man felt a deep chill.

The Execution Squad, an important branch of the church hunters.

This branch has a long history, even before the "Holy Sword" Hunter was officially established.

The execution squad has only one target, and that is the descendants of Delavania.

The leader of the execution squad was a noble from the surviving clan who had betrayed Delavania.

With the other party's understanding of Delavania, hunting down the survivors is a piece of cake.

If Delavagna had not reached a deal with the upper echelons of the Blood Healing Church, who restricted the actions of the execution squad through logistics, personnel recruitment, and regional divisions, Delavagna would have suffered heavy casualties.

"I apologize for my slip of the tongue, Your Excellency Grand Master Amelia."

The helmeted man bent down, drew the flower sword from his waist, and pierced his calf.

Blood several times thicker than normal flowed out of the wound and soaked into the ground.

"I accept your apology, go ahead, I need some quiet time."

Amelia waved her hand.

"Yes."

The helmeted man backed away until he was back in the shadows.

When she left, Amelia stood up and held the skull in her arms, rubbing her face against its cheek.

"Teacher Dickins, you can finally rest."

she whispered.

"I'm almost there, too. Almost there."

Pale white hair grew on the hands holding the skull.