Secret: The Witch's House Traitor

"If you're willing to die like this, then there's no point in saying anything."

"The extreme is just to reduce the critical hit rate when trying not to look at it."

When Klein heard the words "self-castration", his expression was somewhat wonderful.

Lin Nuo paused for a moment before continuing:

“What do you think is extreme?”

"You're not extreme enough..."

"Since you like the goddess' legs, how can you tolerate a 'human' growing on these legs?"

"No matter what the reason is, when you face the charm of the goddess of beauty, you can feel unnatural and have murderous intent. This is a kind of victory."

Because the Mother Goddess of Desire symbolizes desire, the extraordinary people of the Rose School can only act from the perspective of humans, on the basis of constantly moving towards desire, and explain desire in different ways, using two extreme methods and two completely different directions to deal with the various desires that arise in their hearts.

Extraordinary humans can only express desires; they cannot attempt to understand or even become desires.

Continuously moving upward on the extraordinary path means gradually approaching the great existence above the sequence.

The path of God itself is a path to becoming a mythical creature, a conceptual creature.

The extraordinary person of criminals and prisoners is gradually becoming desire itself.

If you don't go to extremes, if you go to the middle, it doesn't matter how you interpret desire, it doesn't matter whether you indulge or control it, desire is just desire. Grasp the essence of desire, face the desire in your heart, accept your desire, and control your desire... do it...

Desire is like the tide and people are like the sea; the tide rises and falls and the moon remains the same.

Then you are the lord of desire.

How could a human being like this, who wanted to become the Lord of Desire starting from Sequence 9, not be the focus of the Mother Tree of Desire?

On the night of the blood moon, other Beyonders simply became weak and manic due to the influence of rising desires.

But you stick to your heart, you remain unmoved, and you are different from others.

The desire in your heart is as surging as the tide, and you are riding in an isolated boat. When other ferrymen are screaming in fear, when other ferrymen are worried that their boats will be submerged by the sea, you still go your own way.

Your heart is aroused by the yearning for the opposite sex, but you are not in a hurry at all. You restrain the boiling desire, and the extreme suppression does not bring you pain. You know that after the blood moon is over, when the abnormal desire subsides, you can go to the street to find a street girl, invite her to your home, light two candles, open a bottle of red wine, pull out a chair like a gentleman, put down a napkin, and spend an extremely wonderful night in the atmosphere of candlelight and wine.

When the desire was strongest, you chose to restrain yourself because you knew it was not the right time.

Although they all practice moderation, the moderate faction will feel immense torment and pain. They know in their hearts that they will not break the rules and they cannot break the rules. The faction they endure desires is actually enduring their will.

But you are different. You are not in a hurry. You know that when the desire ebbs, you will satisfy your desire.

You know it won't be long before your desire is satisfied.

So you are not in a hurry. You even have the mood to sit at the bow and quietly watch the scenery on the sea. The desire in your heart is growing stronger and stronger. Instead, you hum a song, as if you are looking forward to a wonderful meeting in the future. You listen to the sound of waves, which feels extremely pleasant, as if a beautiful woman is singing softly. You look at the waves, one higher than the other, and the ups and downs of the waves make you can't help but smile.

You did not indulge and get lost, you did not struggle in pain, you were contentedly appreciating the boiling desire of the blood moon.

You admire the desire, and your hands gradually begin to beat the rhythm, as if responding to the endless sound of waves.

The waves seem to have spirituality. Wave after wave carries the boat higher and higher. Every rise and fall is a tremor and dance of the soul. Your inner desires seem to be satisfied by the desires themselves. Desires carry you to higher and higher positions, and you are like surfing, enjoying one level of pleasure after another.

You gradually discover that you seem to hear the sound of the waves. The waves are still waves, but you can hear silent whispers from the waves...

You face your inner desires with a surge of passion in your heart. You don’t struggle to escape because of moderation, nor do you go crazy and confused because of indulgence. You just look at your inner desires with a little expectation. You know what you want, and your desires also know where they come from... You look at it, and it seems to look at you...

You grow up step by step. You face your desires, look directly at them, and master them. You easily become a Sequence 4 demigod. You have a deeper understanding of desires. You are able to control the strength of your desires. It is another blood moon. Your desires are stimulated and begin to boil. You are still sitting on the bow. With a thought, the fierce tide becomes calm. You look silently at the sea...

Under the sea surface, thick tree trunks continue to spread and touch the entire sea surface.

You know, as a manifestation of your own dharma-playing, that you have successfully controlled your own desires.

When desire is strong, the tree absorbs water; when desire is weak, the tree releases water.

You hold all members of the School of the Rose in contempt equally during the Blood Moon.

You became Sequence Three, and took advantage of the blood moon to kill an angel in an unstable state.

You killed the angel with your saintly mind, and you detonated the angel's twisted inner self and his ever-expanding desires.

Moderation has its weaknesses, and indulgence has its weaknesses.

You take the potion, your status is elevated to that of an angel, and you become a completely mythical creature.

During your promotion, you heard some familiar mumblings.

Your faith is steadfast and unshakable, and your heightened spirituality gives you greater control over your own desires.

Even the desires that are beyond the sky, the desires that are surging and almost overflowing cannot drown the lake of your heart.

At the bottom of the heart lake, a towering tree rises, and its thick roots absorb all the overflowing desires.

You stand in the tree canopy, your heart is neither sad nor happy, you have stronger control over your desires, and your desires always remain within a safe range. You still have an appreciation for beauty, but you don't have that primitive impulse, because your desires under control cannot expand to this extent.

You have become an angel perfectly.

You have taken the right and perfect path.

You even condensed the fruit of Tao. On the huge tree crown, a gorgeous rose that absorbed a lot of desire and was extremely bright red bloomed. Your Tao fruit did not deviate from your original desire. An extremely beautiful woman sat in the gorgeous rose, looking at you with eyes full of desire and greed.

She does not hold on to a single thread, and her limbs have not yet been separated from the tree that nourished her into shape.

You know that this is the ideal type born from your desires.

You did not let her ruin your resolve and interrupt your practice.

Following your logic, you intend to enslave her and control her, just as you once controlled desire.

You know she is powerless to resist. She is your fruit of the Tao and she cannot be separated from the tree of desire.

This tree of desire is a kind of visualized divine form that you have comprehended by sensing the great way of heaven and earth.

Now, as you become an angel, this visualized divine form has solidified to the point where it has an entity and can directly intervene in reality.

You calmly made hand gestures, intending to severely suppress this evil woman and squeeze out all her value to help you gradually cultivate.

This is the fruit of your years of desire.

Whether it is to cultivate into an incarnation, magic weapon, or supernatural power, it is the best choice.

Then you will be suppressed directly under the witch.

You wanted to control her through the Tree of Desire, but the Tree of Desire stripped you naked and threw you into its bud.

Only when the thorn-like arms pierce your flesh and devour your body, then you will understand.

Neutrals will not have a good death.

The path to enlightenment is a dead end.

The status of inclusiveness is low,

Staring into the abyss is unsatisfactory.

"It's bad. My Dao fruit has been contaminated."

When his entire body was devoured by the Tree of Desire, leaving only his head that had not merged into the trunk and was held in the woman's arms with brown hands as white as tree bark, Klein's heart of Taoism was shattered. The entire world in front of him shattered like a mirror, as if the dream had come to an end.

"Depend on!"

"You know that scared me to death?"

"I almost thought I was captured by the Mother Tree of Desire!"

Klein suddenly woke up from his dream. He looked at Lin Nuo, who had pulled him into the dream and guided him throughout the entire process of the dream, and couldn't help but swear.

Klein was almost scared to death. He had a very high level of understanding at first, and he pushed forward all the way, but in the end, his own Dao Fruit backfired, and all his essence turned into food for the Tree of Desire. Moreover, he could not die, and his soul had to be hung on the tree forever, unable to be freed for eternity...

Klein's entire face was pale now.

"Do you now understand how much influence the superior can have on the inferior in the same or adjacent pathways?"

Lin Nuo took a grilled fish off the grill and handed it to Klein.

While Klein was dazed, Lin Nuo grilled a few fish using local ingredients.

"Am I such a weak angel?"

"Is this angel a fake?"

Klein smelled the aroma of spices and took a big bite of the grilled fish in his hand.

Klein quickly recalled what had just happened through his spirituality. Lin Nuo just spoke in a tone like coaxing a baby to sleep, and he closed his eyes without any resistance as if he were there himself.

Is this too exaggerated?

Crane's joy at being an angel completely disappeared.

"Isn't it normal for a 'quasi-god' to knock down an angel with just one look?"

"Besides, we are on adjacent roads."

"You used the power of Sefirah Castle without paying a price because the master of Sefirah Castle did not ask for it."

"It takes me two seconds to control the spirit thread of an angel now. It would take me less than half a second to control an angel like you who has been deeply entangled with the gray fog."

Lin Nuo sprinkled spices on the grilled fish, and the tempting aroma immediately filled the air.

Chapter 576 You Are All Consumables

It only took Lin Nuo less than half a second to turn Klein into a secret doll.

He didn't even waste time turning the Black Emperor and the Red Priest into secret puppets. The benefit of secret puppets was very obvious, which was that they could interrupt the out-of-control process.

The pollution of Sefirah Castle can affect the spiritual lines of living beings.

The spiritual threads of creatures that have been in Sefirah Castle will be more easily manipulated by the Lord of Mysteries.

The Messengers of Mysteries all have the power of regeneration. They can awaken the spiritual thread of the target and allow the creatures that have established a deep connection with the target to naturally transform into secret puppets. What about the Lord of Mysteries?

His status is lower than Lin Nuo, and he has established a mystical connection with Lin Nuo...that means Lin Nuo is holding his lifeline.

"Is this the reason why you killed an angel like me in an instant?"

Klein didn't know what expression to show for a moment.

He originally thought that there was nothing wrong with handing over Sefirah Castle, and Lin Nuo did not deprive him of the right to ascend above the gray fog or use the power of the gray fog.

Klein originally thought that his identity as a Favored One was perfect.

He was able to borrow the power of Sefirah Castle, and he had a truly great existence standing behind him.

result...

Doesn't this mean that if Lin Nuo is eaten by 'Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun', he will inevitably be buried with Lin Nuo. Even if he runs, he will have nowhere to escape, because the mystical connection between them will directly feedback his position and situation to Tianzun, and then Tianzun can just snap his fingers to drag him back and hang him back on the Daguang Gate?

This result is so reasonable... When his backer falls, he will fall with him. Klein is in tears.

I'm just worried that you'll be killed by the Heavenly Lord, and I'll have nowhere to run and will have to be buried with you. That's why I want to be the Lord of the Mysteries myself.

Lin Nuo easily saw through Klein's thoughts. He had thought the same thing at the beginning. If he lost to Tianzun, it would be a matter of winners and losers. However, it was not so easy to accept that his boss couldn't hold on and was buried with him.

When it comes down to it, all human beings think the same way. We are willing to admit defeat, but we cannot be forced to admit defeat.

"After you become Sequence One, I won't be able to influence you as easily as I do now."

"Sequence 1, plus partial control over Sefirah Castle, you can be considered a weaker Angel King among Kings."

After Lin Nuo finished eating a grilled fish, he snapped his fingers, and a colorless flame devoured some of the garbage created when grilling the fish. He pointed at the center of Klein's eyebrows, where there was a small light gate mark.

Seeing that Klein still possessed some of the authority of Source Castle, Lin Nuo doubted whether this guy was the rebirth of the Lord of Heaven.

If he remembered correctly, the Klein of the original time and space was a ruthless man who had snatched control of the Source Castle from the Tianzun who was doing sit-ups during the battle to become a god. He also had the uniqueness of the Fool in his body, the extraordinary characteristics from the "curtain", and the extraordinary characteristics from Zaratul, making up the 2+1 Tianzun's resurrected consciousness.

Even though he was not truly resurrected and fully revived, he did not have time to absorb the uniqueness and two sets of Sequence 9~Sequence 1 Heavenly Consciousness in his body.

Lin Nuo still admired Klein immensely. He actually left the identity of the Fool to the Heavenly Lord, the uniqueness of the Fool, the full set of Sequence 9~Sequence 1 characteristics of the Heavenly Lord's curtain, and a set of Sequence 9~Sequence 1 characteristics that he and Zaratul put together. At the same time, he was able to use a set of Sequence 9~Sequence 1 characteristics in An Banyu's body and the "Lord of Mysteries" to seize control of the "Source Castle", making it difficult for the other party to use the position and call upon power!

How on earth did this guy dare to leave the Fool's 2+1 to the Heavenly Lord before his consciousness flipped over?

Is the power of this beacon of destiny so terrifying?

"Did you give me the control of Sefirah Castle, or are you unable to 'control' this part of the control?"

When Klein heard Lin Nuo mention the control of Sefirah Castle, he asked with a sudden thought.

He remembered that Lin Nuo had said that even Lin Nuo could not "control" his control over Sefirah Castle.

"Your control over Sefirah Castle was not given by me."

"I can't take it back."