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Chapter 426 Born Between Shadow and Reality

The emergence of life adds a touch of color to the world, but it is built on the mother's pain. The pain that touches the depths of the soul seems to represent two souls struggling to break away from each other.

The mother lying on the bed had delicate features, as if she was a perfect work created by gods herself, but there was no trace of pity in her eyes, only indifference.

"I have never had a suitable body. The Future God helped me a lot this time. I will take the child away. As for what you want to do next, it has nothing to do with me." Gao Yun's voice came from the woman's mouth. Her body was trembling with pain, and sweat was dripping from her forehead, but her voice was cold and calm.

Thinking carefully, Xia Yang realized that he had indeed never seen the real Gao Yun. The other party had always been possessed by the student union president, and the student union president was constantly changing.

Everyone knows that Gao Yun exists, but no one, including the members of Class 13, seems to remember what Gao Yun really looks like.

The 51st student paid a huge price to escape from the tunnel. His body and part of his soul should still be trapped on the bus deep in the tunnel.

"You use your own believers to feed monsters, Gao Yun, what's the difference between you and the future god?" Although Xia Yang is also a pervert with a confused mind, he always saved one and killed one before. In his own value system, he thinks he is a person of noble character.

"When I am reborn, they will be with me. I will bring them the best future and never break my promise." The woman's fingers grasped the bodies of those living people: "I was imprisoned in the cycle of life and death because of deception and betrayal, and I paid for the lives of all the people in Team 13 who should have died, so what I hate most is lies. I can promise you that I will never interfere with what you want to do in the future."

After hearing what Gao Yun said, Xishan started to retreat. He originally thought that Gao Yun and Gao Ming were in the same group, but now it seems that the two are just partners. If they say to abandon someone, they will be abandoned. This is also the old tradition of Class 13.

"Where are you going?" He Jing noticed Xishan moving: "Are you going to take action?"

Xishan, who was discovered, had to change direction. He hummed in a low voice, and the two of them and Fanli went around to the bed from the other side.

"I know you won't lie, but it's impossible for me to fulfill your wish." Situ An was worried that Gao Yun would compete with him for the power of the future god. The speed of the flesh snake under his feet increased dramatically, and the corpses around him were also controlled by some force, struggling to crawl towards the human bed in the corner.

The woman didn't speak. Her expression was extremely painful, and the vitality of the entire underground parking lot was about to burst her stomach.

The perfect human body gradually changed, and divine patterns similar to those on the clay sculpture began to appear on the woman's skin. At this moment, Gao Yun's layout had actually been completed.

The headless clay sculpture whose power was drained by Situ An was filled with Gao Yun's bloody faith. The Son of God prepared by the Future God for himself was also controlled by Gao Yun. He stole everything when the Future God was the weakest. As long as he could successfully give birth to that child, he would have flesh and blood that truly belonged to him and would no longer need to parasitize on his believers.

Under the erosion of the eighteen corpses, the headless clay sculpture and the divine patterns on the woman's belly gradually showed subtle changes. The faces of the nearby corpses melted like candles and all turned blank.

The Son of God has not yet been born, but Gao Yun has already taken away some of the future God's abilities from Situ An. If he continues, he might actually be able to steal the future.

The pain made the woman unable to speak, and tiny cracks appeared on her skin. The "Son of God" was like a monster. No one knew what it looked like before it was born.
"Go to hell! Stop having any illusions, you have no future!" Situ An stepped on the flesh snake, the five fingers of his right hand were like sharp blades, and the eye of God was opening on the back of his hand!

There was no respect for life in his eyes, nor any mercy or extra emotions. In the next second, he seemed to be about to pierce the woman's belly with his arm, killing the woman and the unborn Son of God at the same time. "This should be your true body!" Situ An's eyes were filled with murderous intent. When his fingertips were about to touch the woman's belly, his entire arm suddenly became uncontrollable, as if it was broken out of thin air.

Situ An's face changed, as if he had thought of something, and glared at Xia Yang on the side.

Xia Yang, who cut off his right hand, smiled gently: "I think both of you deserve to die, but I want to see what the perfect work created by the gods looks like."

His outer clothes fell off, Xia Yang's mouth was full of blood, and he laughed wantonly. His soul was like a canvas. As early as in the torture chamber, Xia Yang had completely painted Situ An on his body!

"You!" Situ An didn't have time to think about why his right hand lost control, and his left hand directly grabbed the woman's neck, but he couldn't use any strength at all, as if that was not his hand.

"When a painting is realistic enough to depict a soul, it becomes hard to tell which is the painting and which is reality." Situ An in Xia Yang's body is lifelike, more like himself than the current Situ An. Influencing a person through painting is one of Xia Yang's most basic abilities: "In the prison, the person I painted the most was Gao Ming, and the second was you - Situ An."

Xia Yang's ability is extremely strange. He needs to paint repeatedly. The more he paints and the more realistic it is, the greater the impact on that person. Situ An took various situations into consideration, but he underestimated Xia Yang, the madman.

"You are too careless. After all, we are both candidates."

In the short few seconds that Xia Yang held Situ An, the student union's faith that formed the human bed completely enveloped the woman. When her vitality reached its peak, the headless clay sculpture of the future god completely shattered, and a baby's cry sounded in the underground parking lot.

It was born in endless death and survived by stealing the unfinished life span. It is the resurrected body that the future god planned for himself, and it is also the sustenance of the most bizarre god in the shadow world.

Everyone looked at the bed. The flesh and blood began to melt away. All the student union believers, including the mother, were withering.

The bed collapsed, Gao Yun's voice disappeared, and in the center of the withered flesh and blood flower, lay a headless baby.

It has life characteristics and is full of vitality. It is not headless, but its head is immersed in the shadow, and its face is blurred. This child seems to be a combination of the real world and the shadow world. It is not a ghost, nor a human.

"Get started!" Xishan and the other two who had quietly approached the area did not hesitate. The clay sculpture had already been broken, and the baby was the key.

Needless to say, Fan Li took the lead, picked up the baby and ran towards the exit. As for Xi Shan and He Jing, they just had loud voices, and when they shouted to fight, they started running towards the exit.

Witnessing the birth of the "Son of God", Situ An frowned at the other party's appearance. He remembered something that Lu Zang took him to see outside the vast sea.

(End of this chapter)