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The big rabbit-headed guys stepped forward neatly and completed the order.

[Boss. 】

"I know."

Somewhat irritably, he threw the gun and device on the table. Yang Wuqu put his feet on the table, assuming an arrogant posture that would get him beaten by his parents.

"[Long time no see, Yang Wuqu.]"

Those were words with indescribable power, and the visitor was an evil guest that he did not want to see at all.

"Hey, aren't all Jedi Heavenly Powers irreversible? Why are old people who have existed for thousands of years here doing this?"

Glancing at the charred corpse in the opponent's hands and the unconscious eldest nephew, he asked with a stinky face.

Although the other party used his own brother's body, he still recognized the other party's identity immediately. After all, this was not the first time they met.

"Spirituality arose from the Yang family's obsession with Jedi Heavenly Power, and it absorbed nutrients from the Twin Flower Ceremony and has grown up to this day. It has been lurking in the descendants of the Yang family with the weakest willpower in the contemporary generation from generation to generation. As the Yang family, they have to complete the Jedi The [Supervisor] who continues Tiantong's work and the inheritance of the Twin Flowers, and continues to absorb the ultimate patron saint of countless eras where people have used their purest malice to develop their power towards disaster - the extremely evil [God of Curses]."

"[Haha, naturally I came to see you.]"

There is an indelible power in the words of the curse god. Even ordinary chatter can still bring evil power that arouses evil thoughts in people's hearts.

"[Let me see how the man who knew the possible consequences of leaving those things behind would react after knowing what has happened until now.]"

"Ming Ming is dead, right? He's dead. I've long disliked that woman."

"[Hmph - you don't seem to be worried about your nephew and your favorite brother at all.]"

"Originally, just because I wanted to burn you to ashes with the [Sun], I introduced that boy to almost all the [gods] that are related to the [sun] in ancient and modern times, at all costs. Although you ran away because I attracted too many Yes, but considering the fact that he accomplished something unprecedented, consider it a good thing."

"[It's really ridiculous. I have obviously fallen in love with my nephew for the past 16 years, but I pretend not to care... Should I say it is a tradition of the Yang family? There will be one or two incidents every few generations. A guy like you.】"

"[My power is the supreme power of the curse. This power was passed down by your ancestors to ensure that future generations will abide by the ancestral precepts. In fact, almost every generation or at most the descendants of the Yang family use Got my power.】"

"[For example, Yang Tanlang used my power to seal Emperor Gouchen and merged with Emperor Ziwei. After being killed by Yang Lucun, his consciousness still existed in the weapon called Jiba Stick... ...Hmm, maybe it would be better to change the name now, right?]"

"[And skipping over the mysterious Yang Giant Gate that has never been in contact with you in your life, you used my power to turn the Kabbalah Kingdom, which was supposed to be just a common ability of thinking and consciousness, into the ability to assimilate the other party's consciousness by relying on deep contact, and you used me as your The medium placed a curse on his own nephew.】"

"[Although I cannot take the initiative to kill the person with the curse I am maintaining due to the nature of my existence, it is not impossible to make him die voluntarily.]"

A cold smile appeared on the face of the Yangwei family, which was the gentlest among the three brothers.

But Yang Wuqu just yawned.

"If you can, just try it. You can't change the content of the curse without authorization. If you really try it, you'll lose the control over Lao San's body that you finally got."

At first, Yang Lucun set the content of the curse entirely to prevent Yang Wuqu, and because he had a deep psychological shadow on this elder brother, he held the idea that instead of thinking about how to limit a bottom line, it might be even worse than the Mariana Trench. It's better to let your children be strong enough to overcome all difficulties.In addition, the trigger conditions set by Yang Wu Qu are more of a dangerous blessing than a curse.

The God of Curses is a God with strong skills, and he is familiar with Yang Wuqu's character.So he also knew that if he didn't find a way to persuade the other party to achieve his goal as soon as possible after his attempt to deceive him failed, what was waiting for him would be the other party's back-up plan.

He only has four people in this world who cannot interfere at will or monitor at any time.

A Yang Lucun, a man whose willpower has reached the realm of "me-only", will no longer be dragged down by the flow of ability. He will die entirely because he is convinced that he is just an ordinary person now and has rejected the mystery of resurrection from the dead. .

One is Ming Ming, a visitor from another world, who also carries part of the fifth element of the earth from another world, and can be exempted from the interference of the cursed god to a certain extent.

One is Yang Pojun... now he should be called Yang Weiwu.This person is a glass of wine that has been poisoned, and he is the kind who specifically attacks the Curse God. Although the opponent cannot hurt him because he maintains the curse, the absolute gap in strength can only cause the Curse God to hurt the opponent - —But the curse gods also have to maintain the curse and cannot harm each other, so it is almost impossible to interfere with each other.

The last one is Yang Wuqu who discovered the existence of the Curse God when he was studying the classics of the Yang family for strength.

This man... In fact, the Curse God can almost be said to be able to monitor at any time, and interference can be used to the maximum extent without having a materialized body.

The problem is that there is something wrong with the other person's brain. He doesn't look at the reasons for doing things, sometimes he doesn't even look at his mood, and sometimes he doesn't even talk about three logical concepts, he just wants to do it.

As for cursing the other party... Because it was born from generations of obsession and painful will of the Yang family, the curse god cannot actually issue a direct and fatal curse to the other party. Curses that are not of this level can be resisted by the other party with willpower, even if they want to. To wear down the other party's mental weakness to the point where he can let himself do whatever he wants, it will take more than 30 years at this rate.

So for the Cursed God, there is no need to be ashamed to negotiate a deal with this kind of guy.

"[I can release the Yang Po Army whose body I have invaded, but the prerequisite is that you prepare a material body for me that can carry my body.]"

"First of all, the third child is now called the Yangwei family. Secondly, you are not qualified to negotiate terms with me!"

Yang Wuqu made it clear that he meant to reject the other party.

He basically knew what was happening to the Yang Wei family.

Probably at some very early time, the Curse God awakened in him because of the extremely high talent and deep despair of the Yangwei family, and in some form could only be observed by him.

Yang Wuqu speculated that when Yang Lucun killed the two scoundrels born to each other and Yang Wenqu because of the ritual, the other party was probably the image of a scoundrel that had been influencing the Yangwei family.

Later, after the eldest nephew changed his name to basically eliminate the possible influence of Pojun Xingjun, the Curse God might have taken the opportunity to pretend to be Pojunxingjun to criticize the Yangwei family.

The Yangwei family, who was originally a dull man who couldn't do anything, held back and refused to ask for help. This was probably because he felt sorry for his sister and didn't want to continue to drag his two brothers down, so he pretended to be fine.

The Yangwei family, who had been beaten since childhood and suffered from mental breakdown, have continued to lose their willpower under the dual influence of family concerns and mental torture from the cursed god. Until now, it was probably because Mingming found a way to use the [Unsafe Yatales]. After his death, he had actually been consciously pretending not to know anything and was exposed by the curse god. His mentality was completely blown and his body was taken away.

【300】Love is the strongest and weakest curse ([-])

"The third child is useless. He is the only one in the family who can't stand your bully words."

He casually took out a good cigar and lit it for himself. After taking a puff, Yang Weiwu directly crushed the cigar on the opposite chest.

"[There is no need to belittle him so much, because besides him, there is another...]"

The God of Curses couldn't finish his words, and he flew out directly.

Yang Wuqu put away his feet and said with a completely different serious attitude than before: "I advise you to think clearly about what can and cannot be said. The reason why I am willing to waste time with you here is because of my stinky brother. Psychological problems cannot be solved without you, but if you want to give yourself more leverage and use my mother to threaten me, I will have no choice but to kill you and the third child together."

The curse god stood up and rubbed his swollen cheek.

"[Kabbalah·Severe Power... is indeed a powerful and easy-to-use option. The pain of the blow is increased according to one's own anger, and its destructive power to the body is basically only to the extent of the actual physical fitness. For me, it is similar to It is the best choice for a god who is a spiritual parasite.】"

"I have other Sephiroth abilities, do you want to try them?"

"[The kingdom is of no use to me. You can't recruit my power. No, it should be said that you, who don't even bother to work together with others, can't possibly use this power now.]"

"Then you should be optimistic -"

A total of 34 rabbit-headed giants appeared. Amidst the coordinated beating of their hearts like war drums, their muscles trembled, and tumors bulged between their waists, abdomen and shoulders.

In just a few seconds, the tumor ruptured, and four new arms and two animal heads emerged - a cute cat head and a silly dog ​​head.

"Originally, he did this because of his belief in fighting against Lucun. Who would have thought that before he could enjoy being humiliated by cute cats, silly dogs, and furry rabbits, you would come to his door yourself."

[Boss, I think it’s no longer humiliating after you turned the lower body of this thing into such a beast. 】

"If you talk too much, I'll make them rap you!"

【…】

The Cursed God pulled Yang Weiwu in front of him and said with a sneer: "[It is indeed not bad. Use this power to bless every experimental subject, and because it is not your own body, the mental distortion that may be caused by excessive modification is completely Don’t worry, but without a strong consciousness of their own and driven by a little bit of biological instinct and your ability, do these monsters have the accuracy to attack me without hurting your nephew?】"

"Who said I made them like this to attack you?"

Yang Wuqu asked with a mocking look.

"【Could it be that……】"

Four big guys jumped out and clasped the Cursed God's limbs like layers of locks.

The remaining 28 big guys danced on the spot.

Each of the six arms of the big guy has two pairs holding weapons and the remaining pair holding bird feather instruments.

That was Wanwu, a war dance that had been systematic since the Xia Dynasty.

In that era when sanctity still prevailed on the earth, this dance was not only a literary dance for sacrifice, but also a martial dance to boost morale.

The power of will was deeply developed in that era, and war dance is one of the most representative ones, and it is an ancient inheritance of the [Kingdom] that is very suitable for Yangwu Qu.

After using this ability, the [Kingdom] has the possibility of defeating one against ten, against one hundred, or even against thousands or ten thousand.

To put it in modern and easy-to-understand terms, it would be——

?The magnetic field rotates XX million horses*28!

The bones, flesh and blood, and nervous system all emitted a scream that could be heard by the naked ear.

But the big guys with three heads and six arms still refused to stop dancing.

"The magnetic field rotation is no longer useful, and Zhulong has been forced into dormancy. Even Xingjun's current state is not enough to support the battle, and I can only use this level of power."

Blessed by the power of the kingdom, the basic power forms the armor on the outside, the mercury of glory forms the inner armor, and the Sephiroth of victory forms the copper shield to resist the curse. Beauty reduces the desire to attack opponents who are malicious to themselves, and severity transforms anger into effective damage. , compassion, understanding, wisdom and the power of the crown are basically useless, or in other words, he has no spare power to use them.

Under the influence of the spirit, Yang Wuqu changed into the form of Star Lord, the god of Oxer without any need for violence.

The upper body is protected by a jet-black armor with a three-layer structure that is rich in metallic luster. The closed helmet with only a pair of scarlet eyes tightly protects most of the weak points above the neck.

The lower body was a hideous eight-eyed spider body, and the second head let out an inhuman roar, splitting its hideous mouthparts.

"Don't think you can't even compare to the way I lost to Lucun back then!"

The space force was activated, and white silk threads were sprayed out from the tail end of the spider's body, forming a fatal trap in an instant.

The thread, which was only one percent of the thickness of a human hair, but ten thousand times stronger, was laid almost against the four big guys who had trapped the Cursed God, and then tightened.

Stinky blood poured into His mouth and nose.

"This world is not very easy to influence things from another world. When I first went to that world, I could only use my abilities successfully a few times. Under such a phenomenon, I developed this individual equipped with a special virus as an experimental assistant, and It has been verified that interference can effectively interfere with you as long as it is transmitted through blood."

"[Impossible, this is obviously because they are the products of modified rabbits! And if that's really the case, why didn't I find you researching this kind of thing!]"

"Oh, because everything I just said was just to fool you."

As naturally as saying that he would go to a barbecue bar tonight, Yang Wuqu simply admitted the fact that he had lied.

"My research so far has basically focused on medical treatment, except for the mutation of viral infections. Among them, things like body repair and energy stimulants are making good progress. Of course, things like the violent potions that are only available in the game , it’s not like I haven’t researched it. So may I ask——”

"What are the ingredients of the medicine mixed in the blood, and who are they for?"

Light and heat exploded in this small laboratory, and the curse god almost threw the person in his arms out the moment he felt the threat.

Yang Weiwu's whole body lit up with bright golden-red light, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a little sun.

Not caring about the light and heat he radiated, Yang Wuqu opened his arms to catch him.

The light flames melted the biological armor on his body, and then quickly converged.

"...Big daddy."

A weak call rang out, which made Yang Wuqu happily pat his face.

"It was still promising, but it just collapsed like this."

What responded to his joy was the cold curse (words) of the Curse God.

"[Don't be too happy too soon, you have no helper now.]"

When he threw Yang Weiwu out just now, the four big guys who tied up the Curse God were the first to be injured by the light and heat.

Because the black and red flesh and blood composed of the curse spreading from his body ensured that Yang Weiwu could still be controlled even though his limbs were restricted, he was very narrowly escaped from being injured by any part of his body that belonged to the Yang Wei family.

The flesh and blood tissue formed by the curse only takes a little time for the curse god to proliferate, which is equivalent to him exchanging Yang Weiwu for the opponent's entire combat power.

Yang Wuqu did not refute, because this was basically the truth.

The production cost of such an infected synthetic beast is not small, and the maintenance and upkeep also costs a lot of money. Although he is not the one who pays the money, considering the rational use of resources, those just now are all the reliable combatants in this area. Stronger.

And speaking of the kindhearted people who funded him and the Hezhong specialty farm tools, if they wanted to use them to deal with such opponents, Yang Wuqu estimated that he would have to become an intangible cultural heritage like the father of the farm tools and let his eldest nephew inherit the inheritance. ! (Great sadness)

Because he refuses that kind of thing to happen - mainly because the God of Curse should have the ability to absorb people's malicious growth and recovery according to records and some speculations. To him, the specialties of Hezhong, drug lords, gangsters, and farm tools are 100% bullshit. The adapter is a ready-made blood pack for the other party.

There was no need to think about temporarily making Oxer who could rival the god. To compete with the opponent, he had to be at least the King of Oxer, so he simply used his kingdom to command everyone nearby to evacuate the people.

By the way, his research institute was built underground in a gang gathering area.

So for Yang Wuqu, it doesn't matter if all the people in this area die. After all, Hezhong has its own national conditions. For everyone's freedom, he has reason to let the big family define what a human is.

After tying his eldest nephew behind his back with a rope made of silk thread, Yang Wuqu took out a black telescopic stick like a pointer.

"Now we can only attack head-on. With Lao San's body being beaten to the point of kidney failure, how long can you last under my hand?"

The Cursed God took out the Sun Summoner and the Energy Key.

"Oh, how can you use this thing?"

"[Now take a good look at who is struggling under whom, Yang Wuqu.]"

Two monsters with basically the same upper body began to fight head-on.

Yang Wu Qu uses his much more legs as additional weapons to deal more rapid damage, while Curse God uses his armor with a simpler design and superior defense to face the opponent's output and exchange damage with Yang Wu Qu.

The chitinous biological armor was severely damaged by the attack of the Ji Ba stick, but the semi-biological metal armor with self-healing function slowly repaired between attacks.

"The menstrual stick is still too light. If I had known that you could complete that set of armor for me, I would have given up on the Ruyi Golden Cudgel. There is no guarantee of size, but the weight can still reach [-] kilograms. ."