Godslayer: My Girlfriend Red Tassel

"Su Yan, don't hesitate, give it a try! I used 'Cthulhu' cells. Those monsters have an extremely strong compatibility, able to be compatible with all life forms. I guarantee you'll be able to successfully possess them!"

Su Yan's face darkened as she backed away, saying, "I don't want this damn thing."

“Of course, no problem. But if you don’t want it, don’t blame me if something goes wrong later. I’ve made everything clear beforehand.” An Qingyu said, shrugging casually.

This...this...

After carefully weighing the options between feeling disgusted with myself and taking care of everyone else...

Su Yan was on the verge of tears. He summoned back a paper clone and then shoved the [Tiger] into this new body. Immediately afterward, he switched a portion of his consciousness over.

The next instant, Su Yan suddenly felt himself lying on the ground, surrounded by legs. He looked up with his beady eyes and saw several faces looking down at him.

"How can I move?" she asked, her voice as soft as a three-year-old child's.

But this was enough to surprise Su Yan.

"Try to do a wriggling motion. Specifically, first push your rear end towards your head, and then stick your head out forward," An Qingyu explained, explaining how caterpillars crawl.

Su Yan thought for a moment, then exclaimed in shock, "Isn't this just a maggot?"

"It's not a maggot. This has tentacles. At most, it's a slug, scientifically known as a slug," An Qingyu corrected earnestly.

"That's disgusting too!"

An Qingyu shrugged: "It's fine if you don't want it, but don't blame me if something goes wrong later..."

"Alright, alright, shut up. You finally got your act together."

Su Yan cursed and started wriggling, using the technique taught to him by An Qingyu.

It has to be said that it's a bit ugly, but anything made by Anqingyu is bound to be a treasure. It moves with a whooshing sound as it climbs, giving off a... how should I put it?

A broken tricycle fitted with a Ferrari engine—a distorted yet captivating sight.

"Hey, you know what, it actually has some merit."

Su Yan felt a surge of excitement and quickly climbed the stairs to the outside.

They bumped into Si Xiaonan, who had come to see what was going on, and the two stared at each other in disbelief.

Si Xiaonan was stunned for a while, then suddenly pulled a can of salt out of thin air and hurled it at Su Yan, screaming, "Help! There's a huge slug!"

"No, it's me... Ah, squint, it hurts!"

"I'll stomp you to death!" Si Xiaonan stomped on him, crushing him forcefully.

"Boiling, boiling, it hurts! Let go! Let go!"

"Oh my god, this slug has come to life! I'll stomp you to death!!"

……

Pamir Plateau.

The cold wind howled, and the snow dragon roared, engulfing everything in the world in the boundless white wind. Mountains disappeared, rivers froze, and the world was in chaos.

However, a breathtaking fairy palace is hidden beneath the plateau.

Warm as springtime, and blooming with flowers.

Multicolored light burst forth from the top of the palace, making the entire space bright and spacious, showcasing a breathtaking and magnificent aura.

Seven agents of the gods.

Sitting quietly outside the gates of the celestial palace, waiting listlessly.

Singh, the agent of the demon god Asura, stroked the soft cloud beneath him with his palm and asked:

"Tell me, are we on the ground or in the sky? Is this thing really a cloud? If we could take a dump up there, the wonderful feeling would be unbearable! Just thinking about it makes me incredibly excited!"

All the agents of the Outer Gods gave him a bewildered look, their disdain undisguised.

Although we are all lackeys raised by the gods, at least we still know how to have some shame and self-respect, right?

But this perverted thing seems to have no self-esteem at all; he urinates and defecates anywhere along the way, just like an uncultured animal.

Andrei, with blond hair, flashed a look of disgust in his eyes and warned:

“I advise you to give up this idea. If you cause the heavenly soldiers to drive you away because you defecate indiscriminately, ruining the adults’ carefully laid plans, I guarantee with my life that you will die a horrible death, and then it will be too late to regret it.”

Singh's eyes flashed, and he grinned provocatively, saying:

"What's there to be afraid of? They're just some fake silhouettes. They can't hurt us in the slightest. I'll just barge in and snatch all the treasures."

Sitting quietly not far away, a green-haired man slowly turned his head, his eyes piercing Singh like a venomous snake:

"The silhouette won't hurt you, but look up at the sword on the top of the palace. It's the core of the Yaochi defensive formation. If the heavenly soldiers discover an enemy, they can summon the true spirit within the sword and cut you down directly. So, behave yourself and don't cause any trouble."

Singh raised his head, looking at the dazzling divine sword atop the palace, and slowly withdrew his provocative intent.

He frowned and questioned:

“Peter, how many things are you hiding from us? Shouldn’t you have told me about these extremely dangerous things beforehand? You’re putting everyone’s safety at risk.”

Green-haired Peter sneered, a mocking smile playing on his lips:

"Why should I tell you? Our team is just a temporary group that's all in name only. Our purpose is to complete the tasks assigned by our respective gods. I have no obligation to warn you of danger. I don't want you to get into danger because of me outside. Once we go in, we'll go our separate ways. You're so stupid, you might trigger the formation and lose your life at any time. I don't want to be killed by a burden like you."

Singh jumped up instantly, exaggeratedly raising his hands and urging:

"Above the Demon God, did you all hear that? That son of a bitch, Loki's agent, he's trying to kill us all. I suggest we whip his ass hard with a vine and force him to confess everything he knows. We absolutely cannot let him succeed!"

“Of course, I wouldn’t mind helping everyone with this arduous task.” Singh looked at Peter’s buttocks and swallowed lewdly.

"What did you say!" Peter suddenly stood up, his eyes flashing with a sinister light.

"enough!"

A clear, crisp female voice suddenly rang out, and the woman sitting at the very edge slowly stood up.

A thick head of long, wavy red hair, flowing smoothly down to her heels like a burning sunset.

She glared angrily at the two arguing people, her body surface flowing with red lava, and her scorching aura seemed to ignite everything around her.

Singh's body stiffened abruptly, a deep sense of apprehension flashing in his eyes. He averted his gaze and snorted:

"For Serflin's sake, I won't hold it against you..."

Peter with green hair stared at him with a deep, unsettling gaze, seemingly lost in thought. After a moment, he suddenly turned his head to look back in the direction he had come from.

"Watch out, there's a sense of life coming... It's two men."