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Chapter 170 One Thought God Demon

Yuanshen, rice wife.

On the barren tidal flats of Ganjin Island, the piles of weeds swaying gently by the sea breeze give off dense mist under the light of the morning light.

In the past, there was a strange figure on this barren island with no people inhabited.

"Hahahahaha, surrounded by the sea on three sides, the air is fresh, and it has excellent landscape resources. My uncle's vision in choosing a secret base is really unremarkable!"

Looking at the empty space in front of him that he spent a lot of effort to clear, Araki Ichidou couldn't help but proudly raised his head to the sky and laughed.

Based on his own understanding, the location of this secret base is simply amazing!

It's a pity that his younger brothers from the Araki Sect have all been sent out to collect information.

If not, the voices of "Boss is wise" and "Boss is domineering" should be able to resound throughout this isolated island.

"Forget it, let's do business first."

Although Arataki Ichidou was a little lonely because his younger brother was not around, he quickly cheered up when he saw the pile of strange materials beside him.

Even emotions began to visibly become agitated.

The reason why he chose to establish a temporary secret base on such a remote island is to be able to master his super exclusive ability here alone - the mask of godhead!

Thinking of this, the invincible smile on Araki Ichito's face instantly became brighter.

That Kutiao Tengu is so inferior, he was arrested as soon as he got home, and he hasn't escaped after being locked up for so long.

Unlike myself, who has been caught so many times and is still alive and kicking outside, this is called brave.

But, if you vent your anger to save someone, you still have to save it quickly.

No, wait until he masters this new ability.

He took all the powerful combat power of the Araki faction and went directly to the Jiutiao Zhenya to rescue Jiutiao Shaluo.

Then continue to kill some fools' evil eye factory, and hand over the stolen goods to these bad things directly.

Finally, go to the castle tower and beat up the violent woman who hangs up the phone every day to govern the country. Well, this seems to be impossible now, and I will definitely do it next time.

Although he is very confident in his new ability, Ichito Ararataki is not naive enough to think that he can reach the power of a god after learning a skill, and he is not stupid.

The task of awakening Thor should be a little later.

While thinking wildly, Araki Ichito finally walked to the first box of training materials, and then took out a transparent glove from the system space and put it on his hand.

Under the premise that Jiang Chen himself is also able to refine it, it is obvious that such things as the Godhead Gloves are easy for Jiang Chen to refine.

So before becoming a godhead mask, the other party had already passed it on to the group.

After all, only with the gloves of the godhead, the process of cultivating the ability of the godhead mask will be smoother.

At the same time, such a magic weapon that specializes in cultivating the mask of the godhead is also a place for storing the power of faith.

If he directly uses his own consciousness to absorb the power of faith from the beginning, according to Jiang Chen's experience, it seems that he will easily become a puppet controlled by the godhead.

When the time comes to be strong is to be strong, even if one's own personality is not lost, on the contrary, the gains outweigh the losses.

Of course, these are obviously not what needs to be considered now.

Now that the preparatory work has been done, Araki Ichito started his own attempt without ink marks.

next moment.

Ararataki changed the playful expression on his usual face.

According to the experience in the mind, set up an altar with serious behavior, extract beliefs, and cast godheads.

Immediately afterwards, a snake statue on the altar in front of Araki Ichito and dozens of pieces of crystallized bone marrow underwent a wonderful change in an instant.

The trembling sound like the roar of a snake, accompanied by the jet-black ball of energy slowly blended into the gloves of the godhead, and then turned the originally colorless and transparent gloves of the godhead into a dark purple color like an ominous thing.

The strong divine aura even caused the countless tender grass at Araki Yidou's feet to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye.

no doubt.

Ararataki Ichidou's first role-playing object in this attempt was none other than Haiji Island's great sea god, Orobus, who had been beheaded by Lei Movie.

As for why he chose the other party as the first person to try, Ichito Ararataki's thoughts were also very simple.

First of all, Orobus is a powerful demon god and has already died. In this way, the risk of being chased and killed by the demon god can be avoided and the upper limit of this ability can be maximized.

Secondly, apart from their God of Thunder, the belief he can absorb in Daoqi now is the best one that Haizhi Island's former patron saint obtained.

After all, most of the current backbone of the rebel army are loyal believers of this great god of the sea. In order to combat Lei Movie's rule, they naturally continue to secretly expand their belief in Orobus.

Therefore, the power of faith carrier device related to Orobus is also the easiest to collect.

As for why you didn't choose Lei's movie?
Of course, it's because Ichito Ararataki doesn't want to be built into the statue yet, in case his behavior will be noticed by the gods.

With Lei Movie's paranoid pursuit of eternity, he appointed the one who broke the defense to come out and cut himself.

Therefore, it is most appropriate to use this kind of dead god as an experiment first, and then cancel it if it doesn't work.

And after extracting these utensils full of the power of faith and extracting them with the resentment of the gods, Arataki Ichito finally slowly slid the dark purple gloves across his face.

next moment.

The huge resentment of gods and the condensed power of faith instantly condensed into a solid body, and then a totem-like purple pattern was carved on the face of Araki Ichito.

And at the same time as the dark purple pattern emerged, the huge impact from the soul directly dragged Araki Ichidou's consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness like a boundless abyss.

"Freak! Why don't you die!"

"Bah! How unlucky, a brat like you should die with your parents."

"My house was stolen, did you do it? If you don't admit it, call me!"

"Yo yo yo, we have a great organization and the whole street is invited, guess who is not eligible to be invited?"

Sarcasm, disgust, disgust, disgust.
Looking at that scene is like a movie screen, and different memories emerge in my mind.

An inexplicable anger surged into Ararataki Izuto's heart in an instant.

Although these past scenes were buried in the deepest part of his heart, even after such a long time, he still couldn't completely forget them.

at this moment.

He felt that he seemed to have become that hungry and disgusting ghost child again.

Every day, under the disgusting eyes of everyone, I can only survive on a little leftovers.

why?
Even now, Ararataki Ichito still can't figure out why those people would exclude his family like this.

Are they human just because they are ghosts?

Do you think he's trying to be a ghost?

For this ridiculous reason.

So his parents had to be bullied to death?

So he has to be the object of disgust in everyone's eyes?
So he has to die obediently?

anger.

Uncontrollable anger instantly occupied Arataki Kazuto's mind.

"So they deserve to die, so this country should perish. You are a good boy, the fault is not that you are the world!"

The hoarse voice was entwined in Araki's scarlet eyes like the whisper of a devil, slowly covering his pure ruby-like pupils with a faint haze.

Yeah, they're the ones to be damned.

Inexplicable thoughts flooded into Araki Ichito's mind in an instant, causing his tense body to relax slightly at this moment.

"I will give you the power to destroy this country."

"My child, you are already very tired. Give your body to me. All you have to do is to have a good sleep."

Under the comfort of this voice, an increasingly heavy drowsiness flooded Araki Ichito's heart in an instant.

It instantly paralyzed his essentially riddled mind.

Even though he knew that something bad would happen if he fell asleep right now, under the hypnosis of this evil thought, Ichito Ararataki's drowsiness still became more and more intense.

The images in his mind were still playing like a revolving lantern, but with the gradual blurring of Arataki's consciousness, it became more and more difficult to see clearly.

But at this moment, a familiar conversation suddenly came to the ear of Araki Ichidou who was about to fall asleep.

"Hey, my uncle is a ghost! Why did you save me?"

"I made rice porridge, are you hungry?"

"I told you I'm a ghost! Can't you see the horns on my head? Smelly old woman!"

"I can see, I can see. There is porridge in the pot, do you want to drink it?"

"Ahhhhh! Why don't you listen to other people's speech? Mother-in-law, please, rice porridge, give me a bowl."

"I'm coming."

In an instant, it was like a meteor flashing across the dark night sky.

A bright light pierced through the pitch-black space of consciousness in an instant, and even the picture in front of Ichito Ararataki became clear again.

In the picture is a skinny ghost boy who is extremely embarrassed, and a black-haired old woman with a kind smile who is spooning porridge.

However, it was such an ordinary scene that couldn't be more ordinary, but it brought back Araki Ichidou's vague consciousness in an instant.

And the memory screen in front of him is still playing non-stop.

"Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad guy?"

"Then are you?"

"I'm not! But they don't believe it."

"Hahahaha, silly boy, why don't you care what other people think, as long as you don't think you are a bad person, mother-in-law, I will cook porridge for you. This is our agreement."

"Ok!"

Following the words of the promise, the next moment.

On the altar that is invisible to Huang Taki at the moment, another sculpture in the shape of a five-clawed golden dragon also slowly burst into a ray of dazzling golden light.

And then this ray of golden light turned into a golden qi ball without being controlled by Araki Ichidou, and then merged into the divine glove in his hand.

As the golden ball of energy floated out, the sculpture that lost its light the next moment also fell back onto the table.

At the bottom of the sculpture, the gold-plated four characters of "Yan Wang Di Jun" are shining brightly under the sunshine.

Liuli Pavilion.

Feiyunpo, located in Liyue, is the most famous "Licai" restaurant in Liyue Port. Even in the early morning, there are already people coming and going under its folding fan-shaped signboard gate.

At this moment, in the luxurious box on the top floor of Liuli Pavilion, the enthusiastic waiter pushed open the door of the box and served delicious food exuding the fragrance of top-quality ingredients.

In the room, a handsome young man with black hair and golden pupils who looks like a nobleman is sitting alone in it.

"Come on, Mr. Zhongli! All the delicacies you ordered will be served according to your requirements. Please take your time~"

But Xiaoer was a little surprised.

This guest of the past life hall who has always been calm and knowledgeable, was in a daze during the time of enjoying morning tea.

Even when Xiao Er deliberately pushed the delicious food in front of him, Zhong Li still rubbed his chin and thought silently.

It's not surprising that Zhongli is like this.

After all, even if his true identity is Liyue's god, but the fact that the exact memory and picture of the "believer" suddenly appeared in his mind, this is the first time he has seen it in more than 6000 years.

Rice Wife Ghost Clan?And there's an evil smell.

Looking at the picture in Araki Yidou's consciousness space in his mind, Zhong Li was slightly shocked and couldn't help but fell into deeper thinking.

Oh, not my believers.

However, this technique is quite interesting, it is a bit similar to Liyue's immortal technique but upon closer inspection it is quite different. Although it is not my blessing, it can resonate with my power.

It's a pity that there is too little faith to observe further, and can only vaguely perceive the existence of the other party.

But it's interesting.

Just as Zhong Li was thinking with his chin in his hands, Xiao Er, who was worried that the food would be cold and affect the taste, approached again and slowly reminded him.

"Mr. Zhongli?"

This time Zhongli finally heard it, and then he put his attention back on the dining table in front of him again.

The table of sumptuous morning tea in front of him is a delicious dish that he personally went to the back kitchen to instruct the chef to cook after a sudden interest. All the best ingredients in the seasonal ingredients are used. Even if the single product is sold outside, it is also first-class. One of the treasures.

It is naturally the most suitable for relaxing the wear and tear after thousands of years of tired work.

But at this moment, Zhong Li had lost the appetite he had in the beginning.

Right now, he seems to have seen a new possibility for him to retire from Kazuto Araki.

When it comes to retirement, it must be treated with caution.

Moreover, Dao Wife is essentially the country of Balzebuer Ray's film, and his behavior is inherently somewhat offensive, so it must not be discovered.

So he had to find a suitable place now, carefully and carefully observe what was going on.

Thinking of this, Zhong Li immediately got up and looked at Xiao Er.

"Bale."

"Okay, what about paying the bill?"

Hearing this, Zhong Li subconsciously folded his trouser pockets, then shook his head and sighed slightly.

"Well, I forgot to bring my wallet when I went out today, let's keep the old rules first."

"Okay, I'll send the bill and the dishes to the Hall of Rebirth, Mr. Zhongli, please go slowly."

(End of this chapter)