On the island, everyone is fishing, and I am the only one who has obtained the epic talent

!! ?

The Nurgle Scourge incarnation of the same level next to him saw his fellow being killed instantly, and his pus head, which was obviously unconscious, revealed instinctive fear.

It trembled and retreated to the side, hoping to find comfort and a sense of reliance from the most powerful Nurgle Scourge clone.

Little did they know that Nurgle, who felt this fierce attack, also had an ugly expression on his face.

Previously, I was so engrossed in lamenting the changes in the sea and jokingly observing the dying struggles of the creatures around me that I didn't notice anything unusual around me.

Now he calmed down and coldly sensed his surroundings. This great formation that reached the twelfth level, as well as the faint bursts of several auras that were no weaker than his own incarnations, all surprised the Nurgle Scourge clone.

Interesting, really interesting.

In just one week, he had managed to break through the Nurgle Scourge he had set up, preventing the few survivors from becoming his Nurgle followers, and he had also found such powerful external aid to help him...

No, that's not right!

Such a thought flashed through "Him"'s mind in an instant. Relying on his understanding of human nature and rich experience, he almost instantly distinguished the relationship between those few pseudo-god-level powerhouses and Mu Yu.

His expression became even more interesting, and his attention and curiosity towards Mu Yu inevitably increased to a greater degree. Unfortunately, in Mu Yu's eyes, this change in expression made him feel more disgusted... and an uncontrollable urge to vomit.

Oh my god, who can stand the awkward feeling of having a mass of fat that keeps leaking liquid making faces on your face?

Just the rotten smell and the bugs swimming happily in the pus are enough to make a normal person feel nauseous and faint, right?

Without stopping, in the fleeting moment when the feeling of annoyance faded, Mu Yu swung the God-Destroying Scythe in his hand left and right, slashing straight at the ninth-level clone who was standing there in a daze.

A streak of blood-red light, symbolizing death, flashed across the sky, immediately causing green pus to gush out like blood.

The atmosphere in the field became even more bizarre at this moment. Even Mu Yu, who had been successful many times, realized that something was wrong.

Somehow, there is always an indescribable sense of disharmony. I am obviously the one who has the upper hand and the power of life and death, but the Nurgle Scourge clones who are being slaughtered are not moved at all, and even stare at me calmly?

With the talent of the Lord of the Sea, Mu Yu's perception in the Sky Sea is more than twenty times that of a normal eleventh-level demigod.

Therefore, when Nurgle's Scourge clone was killed and revealed surprise, he captured that emotion accurately, but now it has disappeared in just three seconds?

His cold eyes stared silently at the Nurgle Scourge clone. After a fleeting sense of crisis, he quickly understood Mu Yu's tactics, so he just stayed where he was, chuckling softly as he spoke:

"Do you think you can kill my clone?"

There was clearly no deliberate emotion or tone in those words, but the contempt and sense of superiority that was so strong that it could not be concealed at all made Mu Yu, who was about to attack again, quickly take three steps back.

"This despicable weapon doesn't even have the slightest bit of special enhancement. You can't even kill my clone, let alone my original body."

"Surrender... admit defeat...

This is not a force that inferior beings like you can resist..."

As soon as the words fell, the members of the Wandao Alliance, including Mu Yu, who had just thought they had the advantage, saw the two pools of disgusting and sticky pus surging and instantly returning to their original state.

“Sometimes, our eyes are more likely to believe the truth than our superficial understanding.

Having witnessed my immortal body with your own eyes, do you still dream of competing with the bright moon? "

"Become my followers, and I will grant you the blessings of Nurgle's Chosen.

Diseases and disasters will eventually go away, and immortality and eternal life will accompany you forever..."

There was no disguising contempt in it, but when these self-important words reached the ears of Chang Sun Wu and the others who were desperately resisting other low-level Nurgle pollutants below, they sent a chill down their spine.

The voice became more and more bewitching as it echoed...

It was a disgusting and irritating tactic, but the leaders of the Ten Thousand Islands Alliance, who were desperately trying to deal with it, were unable to suppress this lingering idea.

The more they tried to resist the demon's whispering knowledge and the difference in strength, the more the words of Nurgle's Scourge clone were like silver needles, pricking their bodies and minds.

"Damn it, what on earth is going on?"

"Fuck, why do uncontrollable thoughts keep popping up in my head!?

Kill...kill people, blood, I need real blood!"

Many survivors could not resist the bewitching voices in their heads. When faced with the large-scale natural disaster caused by Nurgle pollutants, their eyes suddenly turned green and they began to struggle and wave their weapons at the people around them.

The originally impregnable defense line began to be filled with people with lost minds. Within just a few seconds, the defense line collapsed with the whisper of "Him".

"Don't talk, calm down, it's mental pollution!"

The ability to resist is obviously related to the strength of the spirit. Wang Zhigang, a senior official in charge of one of the main defense lines, saw that Chang Sun Wu's movements began to slow down, and hurriedly spoke.

As the bell-like sound thundered over his head, Chang Sun Wu gritted his teeth, and blood spurted out. He wiped his mouth viciously:

"Fuck, this is bad. It's mental pollution. Almost one-third of the brothers who lack strong will have suffered.

This devilish sound is truly too perverted. How should the leader respond?"

Hearing Chang Sunwu's worried question, Wang Zhigang's newly ignited hope turned into a wry smile.

"There's nothing we can do but hold on and wait for the leader to finish off the enemies on the front line.

Although the bewitching effect was strong, fortunately, the attacks of those guys who had lost their minds became disorganized.

As long as the remaining defensive line defenders can hold up, the problem remains manageable.

I’m afraid…”

The voice stopped abruptly, and the worried expressions on the faces of Wang Zhigang, Chang Sunwu and others became even more intense.

Leader... the future of the entire Ten Thousand Islands Alliance rests on your shoulders!

"Is it mental contamination?"

Seeing the two pools of pus turning their power around and recovering their original form right under his gaze, a solemn look flashed across Mu Yu's face.

This kind of "puppet" has no soul and acts purely by strength and the will of the body. No wonder the characteristics of the God-Destroying Scythe are useless.

Coupled with the indirect attack method after the magic sound pierced his ears, Mu Yu was even more unable to figure out the strength of Nurgle's natural disaster clone.

"Kid...

How about it? Have you thought it through? "

The Nurgle Scourge clone watched the human survivors slaughtering each other with indifference, a playful smile on his face.

"If you agree to my request and willingly sacrifice your soul, I will forgive your evil deeds.

At the same time, I will spare the lives of these struggling ants..."

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