I have already finished playing Naruto, you let me travel through Douluo

Chapter 173 Obtaining the Artifact
"To be honest, when I was in the God Realm, I was ostracized and not recognized by those gods."

"It is an existence that has always been forgotten and despised by the gods."

As she spoke, a wry smile appeared on her lips, and her eyes were filled with deep fatigue and helplessness.

For tens of thousands of years, she has been as lonely and cold as the darkness and despair she controls.

"If it weren't for the reputation of restraining Shura God, I would have long since perished in the jealousy and hatred of Shura God's subordinate gods."

"I am a person without allies or companions in the divine world."

She could see her future at a glance, a dark future filled with endless loneliness and despair.

"Why should I support such a divine world? Are they going to make me their sacrifice?"

"That's why I decided to join your camp."

"I know that you want to destroy the God Realm and kill all those self-righteous and superior guys."

"But you are short of helpers now, so I came here to help you kill everyone you want to kill."

"Become your helper in conquering the God Realm and reshaping the God Realm."

The voice of Rakshasa God echoed in the dark room, carrying a hint of determination and madness.

His words became sharper and more crazy.

His eyes revealed hatred and greed.

This is her nature as the god of evil thoughts: greed, anger, and stupidity.

The Rakshasa's voice echoed in the dark room and sounded particularly harsh.

"You even told me these private conflicts."

Su Chen could feel the excitement in her eyes when she said these words, and it was obvious that they were not lies.

But facing the Rakshasa God's proposal, Su Chen asked back: "But do you trust me so much?"

"And you said you wanted to reshape the divine world. Do you know what you are talking about?"

"What you said is too far away for me."

Su Chen was very surprised. He did not expect that the Rakshasa God would tell him everything about himself.

Luosha God, with a bitter smile on his face, shook his head and continued: "You may not know the origin of the seed in Bibi Dong's body."

Rakshasa God could never forget the scene of the day when she used her divine power to trace the origin of the chakra seed.

She saw a tree.

A huge tree with boundless size and lush branches and leaves.

In the scene she deduced, the giant tree penetrated the divine realm, and its roots spread downward, towards the endless unknown world, taking root, and the roots penetrated deeply into the core of countless worlds.

The giant tree destroyed the foundation of divine power and soul power, as if it wanted to invade all the worlds. This scene exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

And at the root of the huge tree, Luosha saw a silver-haired boy.

And that young man was Su Chen!!
"Oh, you may not understand what I am saying."

"But you just need to know one thing."

"If you rebel against me, I can kill you, or God Shura can complete the inheritance ceremony. I must die."

"Dying early or late is just living a few more years. It makes no difference to a god like me who has lived for tens of thousands of years."

"Why shouldn't I fight for my only chance of survival?"

There was some confusion in Rakshasa's eyes. After thinking for a while, he finally made a difficult decision.

"Okay, to prove my sincerity, I will give you my inherited artifact."

As the words fell, the black magic energy like ink dissipated from his palms, and then slowly condensed, and a huge purple-black sickle with a sharp aura appeared in his hands. Countless magic patterns hovered on the sickle, and when the sickle appeared, it seemed that countless evil spirits flew out of the dark room, and sharp and shrill ghost cries rang in his ears.

If someone's mental strength is weaker, he will not be able to withstand the sound of the devil crying and will suffer a mental breakdown and become an idiot.

This sickle is the inherited artifact of the Rakshasa God - the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.

This is a genuine artifact...

The Rakshasa God actually wanted to hand over the inherited artifact to Su Chen.

Above it resides a wisp of her soul, representing her final trump card.

This means placing all of his bets on Su Chen.

For Rakshasa God, this was undoubtedly a gamble that cost him his life and property.

If you win, your future will be worry-free; if you lose, your soul will be scattered.

"Use the divine power on it and you can temporarily summon my soul to fight for you. Although I can only use the power of a demigod in the human world...but I suggest that you use it no more than three times."

"Because if I burst out with power beyond the 99th level Douluo more than three times, it would very likely expose my position and attract the attention of the God Realm Committee."

"Of course, they will find you too."

“You have to know that there are powerful God Kings in the God Realm Committee. Even I am just an ant in their hands.”

"Remember not to use it more than three times. I'm betting my life, but you better not risk yours too."

Rakshasa said with a serious expression.

After saying these few words, he left the last sentence.

"Okay, I need to get back to the divine realm, or I'll be noticed."

"When you need me, just tell Bibi Dong and I'll be there."

Afterwards, the aura of Rakshasa God slowly dissipated, and the sharpness in his eyes disappeared.

Bibi Dong's body softened and she almost collapsed to the ground. Su Chen hurried forward to support Bibi Dong.

After placing her steadily on the ground, Su Chen began to study the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.

Holding the heavy and mysterious Rakshasa Scythe tightly in his hand, feeling the tremendous pressure faintly emanating from it, Su Chen couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart.

For Su Chen, Rakshasa God's choice was both unexpected and reasonable.

Indeed, there is no other possible ending for her except to be destroyed by the inheritor of the Shura God.

Joining forces with me was her only way out.

Su Chen's gaze shifted to the sickle, and an unprecedented power surged in his body. The dark demonic energy in the sickle responded to his call, gathering into an invisible force that surrounded him.

He seemed to be able to feel a wisp of Rakshasa's soul trembling in the sickle, resonating with him.

For a moment, the roars and cries of countless evil spirits were heard again, but this time it had no effect on him at all.

This is the spiritual attack method used by the God of Evil Thoughts. Every swing of the sickle will directly destroy the opponent's spirit.

Su Chen closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to completely integrate this power into his body.

I really didn't expect this. It's like giving me a pillow just when I feel sleepy.

He wanted to hunt down the evil beast Evil Emperor who had lived for 79 years, so the Rakshasa God sent him his inherited artifact.

By mobilizing the soul of Rakshasa God, even those level 99 Extreme Douluo like Poseidon are enough to kill them by force.

Although it can only be used three times, how many people in the world can force him to use this magic sickle?
It seems that my new spirit ring will be found soon.

(End of this chapter)