My Boss, the White-haired Nun

He thought so, and he did so.

The breath originating from the gods began to flow out from the light cocoon, with the same breath as the man and the mighty divine power, the thing called the core of the Herrscher is condensing in the body in the light cocoon, as if a child is about to be born the gods.

Or a demigod would be more appropriate.

After the man felt something, he raised his eyes to look at the light cocoon, and then paused the movements in his hands.

He walked to the front of the light cocoon, raised his hand holding the hammer, and smashed it down.

It's exactly the same as the action just now.

There was no spectacular or majestic scene in the field, and there was no noisy sound, just a simple "clang", the light cocoon did not move at all, and the body inside began to appear cracks like porcelain from the top of the head.The core of the Herrscher inside, which was about to be condensed, was smashed into countless shiny dust like glass, and completely disintegrated.

But soon, that body began to heal, and the shattered Herrscher's core was also affected by the massive Houkai energy, and the next round of cohesion began.

Except for the special effects, there was no difference from the thing hitting him on the top of his head just now.

The man didn't show any surprise, just like the thing on the top of his head knocked him for three days, he also knocked this cocoon for three days.

Forging iron, he is much more proficient in this kind of thing than the thing on the top of his head.

This cocoon's recovery speed is getting slower and slower now, but his recovery speed is the same as before.

Now the decision of the outcome is nothing more than to see whether the hole he tore out in the past five hundred years can't hold up to make this collapse end, or the man can't hold up first and be hacked to death by him.

If the man wins, according to the current situation, he can live in peace for hundreds of years.

If no one dies.

But at present, perhaps the outcome between the man and him is still unknown, but the things inside the light cocoon must be the first to cool.This thing should never be born.

Procrastinate, let's see who can procrastinate whom.

He still hits the man as usual, and the man still hits the iron as usual, hammering the light cocoon from time to time, just to adjust his mood.

Two days passed by like this little by little.

As the man expected, the first thing that couldn't hold on was indeed the thing inside the light cocoon.

After all, it is only something made from a part of a man's blood, no matter how powerful the fire of life is, there is a limit.

In the man's sight, that thing has completely lost the part of its authority that belongs to life.At most, there is still a little bit leftover, but in this respect, it is a little stronger than ordinary Herrschers, and it has little effect on the result.

In other words, if you hammer it down again, this thing will be cold.

Perhaps feeling the fate of imminent death, Gong Ming could clearly feel the fear coming from the things inside the light cocoon. It didn't contain any impurities, and it was completely instinctive like a baby's fear.

The Herrscher is a part of God, just like the thing on the top of the head, strong emotions will involuntarily affect the surroundings, and even the world itself.

But I'm sorry, no matter what you are, babies, women and children.

Since you can't stay, then I will kill you.

So I never thought I was a good person.

He raised his hand high and was about to drop it.

The sense of fear emanating from that thing grew stronger.

……Um?

At this moment, Gong Ming suddenly froze.

It wasn't because he was impressed by the emotion of the thing inside the light cocoon, he wasn't so weak yet.It's just that he suddenly thought of something, and his eyes flickered looking at this light cocoon.

Maybe... there are other possibilities?

The man raised his head for the first time since coming here, and looked at the crack in the sky that ordinary people cannot observe, and the huge face in it.

The two expressionless faces stared at each other.

Gong Ming just glanced at him, then lowered his head, suppressing the fear that was bubbling up in his body.

He is not without fear, he realized this five hundred years ago, but now he has learned how to suppress this fear, and will not be afraid of fear itself like he was back then.

Then he held up the hammer in his hand and slammed it down on the light cocoon.

click-

As usual, there was a crisp sound in the light cocoon, but this time the body was not broken by the blow, only the Herrscher's core turned into dust again.

So it entered the next cycle again.

And in these cycles, those Herrscher's cores that crumbled into dust gradually accumulated in every corner of that body, no longer obsessed with agglomeration, but began to transform something deeper.

Like genes, or DNA.

The man walked back with some staggering steps.

Yes, even he was almost unable to hold on anymore.

Let's take a gamble...

As he continued to strike the iron, he thought.

If he wins the bet, maybe he can really consider retirement.

Come on... the gods.