Qin Yue made a deal with this woman.

A deal that looks like only benefits.

She carried a part of the "voice" on her body, and Qin Yue, who was "enthusiastic" about collecting "fragments of the gods", naturally would not miss this opportunity.

With too much of the "mother's" power inherited, Qin Yue needed to properly strengthen the "shuttle" power to achieve the neutralization of the two.

As for why not just kill this woman to extract her already swaying power.

First of all, she is a bomb that will explode at any time, she has a power that is very attractive to Qin Yue, Qin Yue is eager for this power, but it is only the affinity from the "eye of the storm", so this assistance is in the form of "hire", and the mercenary can leave his employer and run away at any time.

Secondly, Layton had already experienced an "explosion", and Qin Yue could not let this place be affected again, because her family was still rooted here.

If that level of Eye of the Storm riot came again, just like Divinka and the Leiden people, there would be nothing left except Qin Yue.

More importantly, Qin Yue was curious about her qualities and a completely unexplored region. Of course...... As to why "corruption" is so malicious to "life", it is also Qin Yue's purpose of exploration.

There is still a trace of "corruption" on the woman's body, and even her shell has traces of decay because of this life curse.

She was probably afraid of the cold, and Layton was originally in the cold, after all, Qin Yue saw the "snow" from the ancient Jura Mountains.

The light of the campfire lit up the sleepy woman's cheeks, as well as some small black flesh balls crawling in the black mist to collect the wood of the alienated plants.

Qin Yue sat on a cushion condensed by black flesh and blood, although he was only an incarnation of human appearance, he still had to fulfill the basic etiquette for "humanoid creatures".

The scene at this moment is particularly strange....

The crackling bonfire, the mist that permeates the darkness, the gloomy environment like the Black Forest, the figure wriggling in the darkness. The sleeping woman wrapped her old but luxurious robe tightly, and her faint moans were as breathless as an old woman. Her dark blonde hair was mixed with bright white, but the white hair looked lifeless.

There was also a black-haired girl looming in the black mist, her face was hazy and dim, her red and shiny eyes were faintly visible in the blend of fire and mist, her fair cheeks were full of vitality, and obscure monsters squirmed beside her thin body, and faintly delicate tentacles carefully touched her relaxed fingers.

"She doesn't have a good appetite... I can't eat anything.

Qin Yue glanced at the porcelain bowl placed next to the bonfire, this is food across the world, unfortunately, it seems that the delicious food of Xia Guo is not delicious for women.

At least when she ate it in her mouth, her indifferent expression changed slightly, perhaps succumbing to Qin Yue's "majesty" (in fact, it was not), she still forced herself to eat it.

"The taste is too strong, is it using any spices?"

This is her assessment.

Not long ago, Qin Yue and she completed a "sacrifice".

She is the one who serves as the sacrifice, and the object of the sacrifice is the god, and the god is Qin Yue.

I don't know why, Qin Yue, who was still some distance away from becoming a god, already had some privileges from the gods.

The advent and cross-domain activities of the gods are partly related to "sacrifice", and this vague concept can be understood as "asking God", "praying" and so on.

But Qin Yue seemed to have analyzed the principle.

For some reason, the gods from the astral realm cannot easily cross the gap between the "world", and the more powerful the gods, the greater the restrictions, which does not mean that they are restrained, but a kind of self-protection of the "world".

Qin Yue had a hunch that if the "sound" descended on the Earth Star, then in an instant, the Earth Star would not exist at all, and his majesty had exceeded the limits of this small planet.

And "shuttle" is a master key.

Qin Yue is a stowaway with a key, she is not a god, but she can have the power that all gods are trying to have. Although she is not very mature now.

"Shuttle" can invoke the power of the "eye of the storm" as an "elevator", and with the help of anchors, you can really invade an area.

And this power comes from the "voice," so He wants to take back this authority from His subordinates.

In this way... the "voice" seems to be in a state of division, a state of division in every sense.

His power seems to be shattered like stars in unknown territory.

And Qin Yue just got an ordinary piece of it, as for how to get it, she hasn't figured it out until now. After all, torture has been foreshadowed since six years ago.

And now, the woman once again crossed the "astral realm" and made a "sacrifice" to Qin Yue.

The two signed a "contract", a complete "sell-out" contract.

It seems that she does not intend to live.

The object of the "sacrifice" is herself, the power that the unknown desires.

The power that made Qin Yue have the attempt to "unify".

I always feel that the "protection period" from myself is about to end completely, and the enemy I will face next seems to be some smelly fish and rotten shrimp.

Qin Yue looked a little obscuredly at the area not far away that was devastated by corruption.

"I'm her god now..."

Qin Yue looked at this woman with some emotion.

The word "gods..."

is just a pronoun for a superior life, some of them strong and weak, some may not even be as good as special operators.

"Shattered", "Out of Control", "Mad", "Falling", "Mutating".

Even the gods will die, and for that supreme existence, ordinary gods are not a pleasant grasshopper....

At least that frivolous guy is like this, an unknown being completely beyond the rules, obviously has the power to destroy everything, but like a tourist, he likes to observe quietly.

His actions and logic are unpredictable, and He seems to have crossed countless civilizations and destroyed the last germs of civilization with His own hands.

......

The woman spent a lonely and long night with a young and delicate newborn mythical creature, but the two who wandered in the astral realm had completely different identities.

Qin Yue has a home, she doesn't.

The object of her sacrifice may still be a "living" evil creature... At least in Qin Yue's opinion, his appearance did not have the ability to convince people to trust, except for this seemingly cute appearance.

Of course, if the evil god really looks like this, it may be more attractive than some strange orderly existence.

Miss Qin Yue may not know much about her own charm, and understanding the preferences of a race is a very simple matter for the Qin Yue clan who has "imitation" and wisdom.

In the face of high-risk existences of the same kind, at least you will not be as helpless as seeing big eyes.

......

"Come

back."

Through the endless permanence, through time and space, the moment of absolute existence beyond understanding and cognition sends mysterious fluctuations to his stage.

We can't understand that kind of perpetual thing.

One-sided description.

The black hole devours thousands of starlight fragments little by little, and they rush to this deep and empty fragmentation like a pilgrimage, but there are always resistants who will delay the process.

He is not in a hurry, and He is not in a hurry.

Just like Hanhai... You are just fish and shrimp trapped in the sea, and you can only spend your life floating in storms and torrents.

Except for the fisherman who sings in the wind, he is a freak who has to pick up everything and look at it.

He is waiting, waiting for the inevitable, waiting for the return, waiting for the final shuffle.

The variables that intrude on the order and attempt to upset the balance are ultimately futile, and in his iron-blooded means the problem will be solved in the simplest and most direct way.

He does not care about the bugs that steal his power and try to take possession of him, which in his eyes will be stepping stones to the return of the One.

Before that, he had to solve one of his greatest hidden dangers.

......

[Our tragedy seems to have been preordained from the very beginning. Where to go back? Back in the sun? —Miscellaneous Talk of a Fallen Operator]

The good ending came to an abrupt end because it was the beginning of a broken one.

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