"What the hell is this?!"
Qin Ze's left hand quickly hit his right shoulder, and the whole right arm broke at the shoulder and fell to the ground.
Then, a brand new arm stretched out from the broken shoulder.
Qin Ze moved his new hand and frowned at the broken arm on the ground. The gray on the surface was like clouds and mist.
After a while, the gray rose from the broken arm, forming a distorted human face.
"Hehehe~ It's useless, you have been marked."
"Resentment?"
Qin Ze shot out a ray of scorching sun fire and burned the broken arm to ashes.
Even so, the gray still existed.
"It's useless, we are not real things."
"Don't mention the scorching sun fire, even if the god of war comes, what can he do to me?"
The gray returned to the vicinity of the weapon spirit, tightly wrapped around the light ball like a snake.
Qin Ze seemed to have sensed something, turned his head to look to the side, and found that a gray head had grown on his shoulder at some point.
The face of the head was like a slide, quickly flashing through distorted faces.
"Hello."
The head was quite polite and took the initiative to greet Qin Ze.
Boom——
The scorching sun fire in Qin Ze's body exploded.
But the head on the shoulder was unharmed under the scorching fire.
The head grinned at Qin Ze: "Now you are me, I am you, how can you hurt yourself?"
Qin Ze frowned, and the resentment entangled him.
It was like a dog-skin plaster, tightly attached to the shoulder and could not be shaken off.
The space barrier above the head was rippling, and the white-haired Jiuyou fell from the sky.
Seeing Qin Ze's state, the resentment in Jiuyou was ecstatic.
"It's done!"
"Only if you don't have any defense against us can we successfully merge with you."
"Do you think our target is the Demon Suppression Palace? It's been you from the beginning to the end."
"You merge with the Nine Nether Origin in the white-haired girl, and only then will you be the complete Nine Nether, and we will be the complete Barbarian True God."
"Open your arms and become a part of us!"
"..."
The white-haired Nine Nether stood in front of Qin Ze, with a gray spirit between them.
Qin Ze said in the LAN: "I clearly touched the weapon spirit, why didn't I establish a connection with the Demon Suppression Hall?"
Brother Swallowed replied: "The moment before the Demon Suppression Hall was restored to factory settings, a part of the resentment was already attached to the weapon spirit waiting for you, wanting to take advantage of you to mark you when you touched the weapon spirit clone, so as to control you like controlling Baimao Jiuyou."
"And what you touched was not the weapon spirit, but the resentment itself."
The King of Dharma was puzzled: "So the Demon Suppression Hall was taken over by the resentment again? But why is the space rule still in chaos?"
Brother Swallowed said: "The resentment will never get control of the Demon Suppression Hall. It just said that they are non-existent things. How can non-existent things touch the weapon spirit?"
"If they touch the weapon spirit, the gray layer will guarantee that others can't touch it."
Qin Ze murmured: "Whether it is you, me, or Miss Jianxie, we have been deceived by this dog thing, thinking that it wants to take over the Demon Suppression Hall."
Brother Swallow said calmly: "I promise to deal with you first, and then the Demon Suppression Palace will belong to them."
The King of Dharma sighed: "Brother Swallow, you are a genius, a dog-headed military advisor!"
Brother Swallow was helpless: "Please remove the dog head, thank you."
Magician: "Brother Swallow and I share the same head, I am as smart as him."
Qin Ze's face was full of black lines: "Is it time to argue about who is the smart egg now?"
"First use your smart brain to think about how to get this dog-skin plaster off. The one who comes up with ideas is the real wise man."
A Bing said at this time: "I have a good idea."
"Since it is only on your left shoulder now, can't you just cut off the left half of the body?"
King of Dharma: "Please, my suggestion is to amputate all below the eyebrows."
Magician: "Guess what the mark means?"
At this moment, Qin Ze had to admit that the gap between a cobbler and Zhuge Liang was huge.
Huh——
The resentment on the surface of Baimao Jiuyou's body suddenly spread out, forming a super tornado, surrounding Qin Ze, Jiuyou, and the spirit between the two.
The resentful head on Qin Ze's shoulder shattered, forming a light gray film to wrap it.
"Don't refuse, being together will make us stronger."
Countless whispers sounded in Qin Ze's ears, disturbing his spiritual sea of consciousness.
Even if Qin Ze supported the spiritual tree around his body, he couldn't completely calm the turbulence of his spiritual sea of consciousness.
The resentment squeezed into every pore of Qin Ze's body, and then flew out into Jiuyou's body, and the two formed an inexplicable connection.
Qin Ze, who was originally planning to "go big", didn't know why, a thought came to his mind that "it's good like this".
It's not becauseIt is not a mental disorder caused by resentment, but a warning from the blood, or even from the genes.
Just like drinking water when thirsty and sleeping when tired, it is completely an instinctive reaction based on the underlying logic of the body.
Qin Ze looked at Jiuyou, who was less than ten meters away from him, and felt more and more absurd.
Brother Devourer said in the LAN: "Hold on, we are gathering at your place."
The clones also responded in unison.
"Go back to defense quickly, the house has been stolen!"
"Are these resentful thoughts possessed by Menglei? There is only the tower in their eyes, right!"
"Wait for me, I'll be there soon!"
"Who cares about resentment? The self-destruction group explodes resentment!"
"..."
Compared with the anxious clones, Qin Ze, who was in the game, did not feel any discomfort. Instead, he opened his arms and let the resentment shuttle through his body.
Qin Ze even removed the tree of spirit, and the whispers in his ears became more and more noisy.
"That's right, that's it, we should have been together..."
Miss Jianxie was about to cry.
Her good friend seemed to be in a nightmare, and no matter how she called, she couldn't wake him up.
She brought Erwa to slash at the resentment, but it didn't have any effect.
"I don't care who you are, get off my best friend!"
Although the resentment was also surprised by a talking box, their main attention was still on Qin Ze, and they didn't take Miss Jianxie to heart.
Qin Ze resonated with Jiuyou again.
The golden divine pattern spread from his chest, and the divine light was shining.
The white divine pattern also climbed up half of Jiuyou's cheek.
At this time, the resentment around him made a sound of doubt and confusion.
"What's going on? Is this still the origin of Jiuyou? Why is the divine pattern this color?"
"A familiar taste with a hint of strangeness."
"Now that things have come to this, why do I have a bad feeling?"
"Just do it! Do you understand the value of the Barbarian God?"
"Yes, we are the Barbarian God, for the Barbarians!"
"..."
The resentment tornado grew larger and larger, and gradually, the resentment filled the entire space.
At this time, Qin Ze was in a mysterious state of wandering, and he could no longer hear the whispers of resentment.
In a trance, he saw a man with white divine patterns all over his body walking towards him step by step.