Global Apocalypse: Awakening the Soul-Swallowing Talent at the Beginning.

"Perhaps it was because I acted so convincingly back then that even I believed it..."

The goddess in green twitched her fingertips slightly, stroking the back of the woman's hand opposite her, and murmured to herself:

"Alright, enough joking around. This isn't my deepest fear at all."

"You're supposed to be the perfect vessel for the Demon Ancestor, yet your use of [Lust] is so clumsy, it's laughable."

After saying that, the goddess in green loosened her grip, preparing to throw the person in front of her away.

However, this attempt soon ended in failure.

Not only did the other person's hand fail to be shaken off, but they also became increasingly anxious.

"Little sister, what are you doing? Come with me!"

"It'll be too late if we wait any longer!"

“An Shitian is your own nephew. How can an aunt not be present when her own nephew ascends to the throne?”

The goddess in green frowned and secretly increased the force of her swing.

But the soft hand in His palm seemed to be stuck to His skin and flesh, becoming a part of Him.

Even though Qingyi had already begun to use violent means to forcibly sever the connection between the two;

Even though the woman in the pale yellow dress had a bent arm with torn skin;

The two palms remained tightly stuck together, showing no sign of separating.

Even more chilling is that,

The woman in the pale yellow dress, despite being covered in wounds, with a broken neck and her head drooping on her shoulder, still appeared remarkably energetic, repeatedly repeating her earlier words:

"Xuan Qiongzhi, it will be too late if we wait any longer..."

"Good sister, stop dawdling..."

"Don't let your nephew An Shitian wait too long..."

The chanting continued over and over.

Like an electric drill, relentlessly drilling into the brain.

After repeated torment, the goddess in green could no longer maintain her composure and finally, unable to bear it any longer, roared:

"Enough! I am not Xuan Qiongzhi at all!!"

The moment the words left his mouth, the surrounding noise ceased abruptly.

With his neck broken and head lolling to one side, Xu Rangxi revealed a strange smile and whispered:

"I know you are not Xuan Qiongzhi..."

"You know? You know and yet you still..." The goddess in green wanted to say something more.

But He swallowed the words back halfway through his sentence.

wrong……

This is not an effect caused by lust at all!

Everything He saw

These are all illusions created by jealousy!

It's not fear born from lust!

The moment he realized this, the pink mist that filled the surroundings suddenly faded, disappearing along with the battered Xu Rangxi.

The chaotic battlefield environment has returned.

This time, however, there was no noise in my ears.

The goddess in green noticed that

Although few eyes were directed at Him on the battlefield, it seemed that everyone's attention was focused on Him.

The expressions on everyone's faces, whether of surprise or doubt, clearly showed that they had all suffered a considerable shock.

His roar of uncontrollable rage just now...

Everyone heard it...

"Yes...tell him, tell him your true identity!!"

The sound of Changsheng Tiansheng breaking the silence with a sob in his voice forcefully drew the attention of the goddess in blue and everyone else.

Even though he couldn't look directly at the gods, he still stared intently at the location of the goddess in blue.

Even though the six eyeballs could no longer withstand the pressure and burst into rotten flesh;

Even if the skin is cracked and the bones are deformed and twisted;

Even though the soul is constantly being torn apart by the power of the rules;

He remained in that position, continuing to howl:

"Tell this rebellious son how much we planned for him, how much we bore for him, and how much we sacrificed for him!!"

on the ground,

Pan Xiaoxiao, who was already kneeling on the ground and could no longer support her body, couldn't help but turn her head to look at the left side where the black flames were burning, and look at Taotie in the middle.

The ugly face covered in scars twitched incessantly, as if it were enduring endless humiliation and rage.

Planning? Burden? Sacrifice?

"Adulterous couple... how dare you speak such nonsense here?!"

"Give me back my mother's life!!"

A blazing black flame shot up from the ground and lunged at the colorful light in mid-air!

Perhaps not expecting her biggest secret to be exposed so hastily, the goddess in green seemed somewhat at a loss for what to do and was unable to defend herself in time.

Seeing that the black flames were about to stain His clothes and cause Him harm.

Just then, a thin veil suddenly appeared in front of Him.

Like an indestructible barrier, it firmly kept the fierce black flames out.

Who is lending a helping hand?

The goddess in green looked around blankly, subconsciously searching for Yongye's figure.

But just as my gaze was about to move, it was drawn to a figure whose presence was faint but impossible to ignore.

Who was the one who suddenly appeared midway through and then just stood by and watched the battle against the Stone-skinned Man?

Was it him who helped block the black fire?

Taotie wasn't initially surprised that its attack was blocked.

But upon discovering that the parrying technique came from the stone-skinned man on the other side, rather than the goddess in blue, his anger flared, and he demanded an answer in a stern voice:

"I don't remember ever provoking you."

"You took a hit for that bitch, are you planning to side with them and become my enemy?!"

Shi Bashi, or rather Song Siming who was controlling Shi Bashi's body, walked slowly toward the center of the battlefield with his hands behind his back.

Faced with Taotie's questioning, he calmly replied:

"I have no intention of being your enemy."

"The reason I helped Him block the attack was simply because I'm very curious."

"Couldn't you just let Him finish speaking?"

"I really want to know the true identity of Lady Luck!"

"And what exactly did they plan for you? What did they bear? And what did they sacrifice?"

Don't you want to know?

Upon hearing these words, Taotie frowned, its six eyes filled with suspicion.

Although they did not immediately believe Song Siming's explanation, they did indeed halt their rapid and intense offensive.

Matilda, who was in mid-air, quickly moved towards Little Erfo. After using the power of the 'Sacrifice' authority to protect his soul, she heard Song Siming's words and immediately showed an expression of "I knew it."

He immediately murmured softly:

"I knew something was off about that battle for godhood three hundred years ago. There was definitely something fishy going on..."

"Little Erfu, can you guess who this Lady of Fortune really is?"

“Uh, Madam… I couldn’t have guessed…” Xiao Erfu lowered his head, looking ashamed.

You should know that he originally planned to wait for an opportunity to help his wife.

Instead of being helpful, they became a burden.

This has led to some people being afraid to face Matilda now.

However, Matilda didn't blame Alfo; she simply continued the conversation:

"Go ahead and guess boldly, you won't be punished if you're wrong."

"I think it's definitely not Xuan Qiongzhi. After all, the goddess of fortune shouted so loudly before, it's probably not fake."

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