I'm not caught, so why do they say I'm an evil god?

On the other side, Li Cheng had also followed the magic dragon into the treasure house of the Furious Father God.

This treasure house is actually a place similar to the alien space in Liuli.

But the characteristic here is not that the speed of time flows differently from the outside world, but that other lives except the Furious Father God can only exert the combat power of mortals here.

This treasure house is not only the place where the Angry Father God stores things, but also one of his trump cards.

Li Cheng looked at the panel and found that the magic given to him by Master Tata could not be used in this space and turned gray.

However, his inherent abilities such as "staring" and "questioning", as well as his regenerative power, are not restricted.

"The inherent ability is newly added in the beta version, so it has no effect. As for the power of regeneration... is it because the power of the witch is of the same level as the Seven Gods of the Abyss?"

Li Cheng smiled in his heart and looked around.

The space was filled with gray, sticky fog that made it almost impossible to see any information.

And in this thick fog, a dusty old door stood on the ground.

The height of the door is so high that it is impossible to see the end of it, and it goes straight into the fog. Just based on the size of this door, one can guess how many treasures are stored in this treasure house.

"Well, that's enough. Let's hurry up and get the reward given to you by the Father."

The demon dragon urged with a dead mother look on his face.

"Well, okay, Mr. Magic Dragon." Li Cheng stretched, as if he had thought of something, and patted his shoulder: "By the way, Mr. Magic Dragon, Father God asked me to thank you for your contribution on his behalf."

"What...what?" The dragon's heart trembled, and the foot that had just been raised suddenly froze like a stone.

He turned his head in disbelief and looked at Li Cheng, his mouth trembling: "You, you mean...Father God, he, he...he knows that the long whip is mine?"

"Isn't that natural?" Li Cheng pretended to be incredulous: "Father God is such a man, how could he not see that the dragon whip is yours?"

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, so he knew, so he knew it a long time ago!"

The dragon smiled foolishly, tears of humiliation and betrayal gathered in his eyes.

To be honest, the dragon actually fantasized about going to the angry father god, explaining that the dragon whip was his, and then the father god would whip it and return it to the dragon.

After all, the Furious Father God has always been clear about rewards and punishments, and treats his subordinates much better than the other six.

But now, all these fantasies have been shattered!

The furious father god knew clearly that it was his dragon whip, but he still used it!

"Stop whipping me! Stop whipping me!!!"

The dragon fell to his knees and kept hitting the ground with his fists.

At this moment, he finally tasted what despair was.

Yes.

When Hughes Dahl cut off his dragon whip, he did not despair, because he felt he could still get it back.

When Hongyue abandoned him, he did not despair, because he felt he could still lick it back.

Even when he was sent here by the Mother Goddess Slaanesh and faced the wrath of the enraged Father God, he did not despair. He always felt that he still had a chance to turn the tables.

But now, the dragon is in despair.

He is just an ordinary demigod. Although he is indescribably terrifying to other demons, compared with terrifying demigods like the Seven Gods of the Abyss, how is he different from an ant?

Once this whip falls into the hands of the angry Father God, there is no possibility of taking it back!

From today on, he, the Demon Dragon, will be a Nanliang Dragon for the rest of his life!

"It's over, completely over." The dragon lay on the ground, hunched over, no different from a stone.

Li Cheng smiled brightly: "By the way, Mr. Magic Dragon, there is one more thing I haven't told you."

“…” The dragon ignored him, just like a stone statue.

"Well...that's right, Your Majesty the Furious Father God, I've specifically asked you to come over tonight!" Li Cheng smiled cheerfully.

The dragon's face, which had been petrified, began to move again.

All his facial features huddled together as he cried out his life cry:

"Mom, save me, save me, wuwuwu..."

The dragon without a father or a mother actually called for his mother, which shows how devastating this incident was to him.

"Crying? Crying also counts as time." Li Cheng continued to smile cheerfully.

“Ahhhhhh!!!” The demon dragon suddenly sat up from the ground, took out a dagger from his arms, and aimed at his own throat: “I’m not going to live anymore! I’m not going to live anymore!”

"Being enraged by the Father God...I am still a living chicken!"

Yes, this great Mr. Demon Dragon, who had caused countless tragedies on the Destiny Continent, chose to commit suicide in the face of the cold and desperate reality.

Seeing such a beautiful scene, surely the wrathful Father God would smile with satisfaction!

The dagger stabbed straight into the dragon's throat.

But Li Cheng moved at this time.

He resolutely rushed to the front of the dragon, grabbed his dagger, and then slapped him with a "slap".

The dagger fell, and the dragon was knocked to the ground.

He covered his face in humiliation and slowly sat up: "You, what are you doing?!"

"Giving up your life is something only a coward would do!" Li Cheng stared at him. "I... I'm already like this, what else do I have to live for!" The dragon's expression became even more painful: "Please, let me die, let me die!"

"Hey, Mr. Dragon, don't be so excited." Li Cheng stretched out a finger: "Don't you find it strange? Why did Father God ask me to tell you this?"

"Why, why?" The dragon was stunned.

"It's to make you cry harder so that he can have more fun." Li Cheng spread his hands: "We usually call this kind of situation role-playing."

"Ah? Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!! I'm a living chicken, I'm a living chicken!!! It's over!" The dragon howled and rushed towards the direction of the dagger.

"Hey, Mr. Demon Dragon, stop making noise." Li Cheng grabbed him by the collar.

Thanks to the characteristics of this place, he was able to clamp the dragon.

"Don't be in a hurry to die." Li Cheng whispered behind the dragon: "I will tell you the truth. Father God actually doesn't want to tell you these things at all."

"What, what do you mean..." Under the impact of a series of information, the dragon's brain could no longer maintain normal thinking.

"What it means is that the Wrathful Father God didn't want you to know the truth. He wanted to pretend that he didn't know at all and that the thing was yours, like a good man, until the end. Do you understand?"

“But…but, why…” The dragon turned around, extremely confused.

"Because he is such a hypocritical person." Li Chengxin made up a lie: "On the surface, he seems to be very good to his subordinates, but in fact, he is extremely selfish. He has robbed his subordinates of their belongings and their lovers. There are many such things."

"But he is very careful about his reputation. Anyone who knows his dirty laundry must die, because he believes that the dead have no secrets."

"So, so..." In the eyes of the demon dragon, besides despair, there was a deeper terror.

"So, the original plan of the Angry Father God was to pretend to be a good man and make you fully trust him." Li Cheng sat on the ground and said the coldest words in the most calm tone:

"I'll send you to the front line where the fire is raging, and let you be burned to death."

"In this way, your soul cannot be converted to the Abyss, and no one will know that he changed to the dragon whip."

"This... this..." The dragon clutched the sand on the ground, too shocked to speak.

Even though he wanted to commit suicide just now, he was thinking of returning to the abyss in this way and being free from pain.

But what the angry Father God wants to do now is not even willing to let go of his soul!

So, is this the abyss?

The dragon gained a new understanding of the cruelty of the angry father god.

But at the same time, another idea came into his mind. The magic dragon turned his head and looked at Li Cheng: "But why are you telling me this?"

"You have just performed a great deed, but as a favorite of Father God, what good will it do you to tell me this?"

"Oh, you have accomplished great things?" Li Cheng sneered, "Molong, you are too naive. You and I are the only two people in the world who know that the long whip of his furious father is not original."

"When the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked. When you die, do you think I can still live?"

"So that's how it is..." The dragon looked at Li Cheng in shock.

He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Li Cheng, of course, would not give the Demon Dragon a chance to think. He sneered and said, "Mr. Demon Dragon, as long as you are alive, I am safe."

"So, I told you this, do you understand?"

"I... I understand." The magic dragon nodded. He wanted to ask something else, but Li Cheng interrupted him rudely again.

"Then Mr. Molong, you have two choices now." Li Cheng stretched out his hands.

On one of the hands, there is a mud ball; on the other hand, there is also a mud ball.

"This is..." The dragon was puzzled.

"You want to live in a false fantasy as usual, live in the false tenderness of the angry Father God, become his beauty, and finally die in humiliation." Li Cheng said calmly:

“I still want to witness the reality of this world, live hard, and have true freedom.”

"I...I..." The dragon looked at the two mud balls in Li Cheng's hand and felt his heart pounding as if it was about to jump out of his chest:

"Which one is false and which one is real?"

“Both are real.”

"Ah?" The dragon opened its mouth in confusion.

"Watch this!" Li Cheng grabbed the mud ball and stuffed it directly into his mouth when he was not prepared: "Because from the beginning, you had no choice!"

"Ugh!!!" The dragon didn't expect the answer to be like this. Just as he was about to resist, he heard a heartbeat coming from deep within his body.

"This, this is, I... I, I'm pregnant? How is this possible? I'm a man... Even without the dragon whip, I'm still a man!" The magic dragon looked at Li Cheng in disbelief:

"What the hell did you do to me!"

"Heh, what did I do to you? Stop kidding!" Li Cheng waved his hand: "You are a demigod, and I am only at the eighth level. How could I do anything to you?"

"This..." The magic dragon calmed down after being scolded by Li Cheng and looked at him resentfully.

No, man, you are obviously weaker than me, why do you feel like I am trash...

"This is the reality of this world!" Li Cheng patted the dragon's shoulder earnestly, "All the demons on this land have been planted with the same thing as in your body."

"That is the thing that the Wrathful Father God uses to manipulate us. It is a parasitic seed."

"The closer we are to the Angry Father God, the more obvious and clear the parasitic appearance of this thing becomes."

"I call him the Charm of the Wrathful Father!"

"What?" The dragon was stunned by what he had been fooled. He looked at his swollen belly with a face full of fear.

"This is why the Wrathful Father God is so popular." Li Cheng said, "Demon Dragon, think about it now. Do you still think that the Wrathful Father God is a god worth following?"

Hearing this, the dragon's mind flashed with the image of the furious father god taking his dragon whip and wanting to beat him up. His head immediately shook like a rattle, his eyes filled with anger and humiliation.

"No, I don't think so. I think he deserves to die."

"That's right!" Li Cheng patted his shoulder happily. "What I just gave you is the antidote. Now that the enchantment of the angry father god has disappeared, your clever IQ has taken over the high ground again!"

"I see..." The dragon swallowed and bowed.

He looked at his bulging belly and listened to his rising and falling heartbeat.

There is no doubt about it. The guy who has the ability to put two such creatures in his body without anyone noticing can only be the Wrathful Father God, a god of the abyss.

In other words... the demons all over the mountains and plains in this Rage Territory are actually all pregnant like me...

However, they did not feel the slightest bit strange, they just thought it was normal...

Wow, what a weird picture.

Thanks to Nubao, otherwise I would have been kept in the dark.

The dragon thanked sincerely:

"Thanks a lot, Brother Angry Explosion."

See? He even thanked me... Li Cheng patted his shoulder again: "Brother, there's nothing to thank me for. Okay, you must listen carefully to what I'm going to say next."

"Well... I will definitely remember it." The Demon Dragon nodded quickly. He had already told Li Chengxin most of the things at this time.

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