Author: Going to the Winter

"Hey! Hey! Did you hear it? Put on your pants! Eyes! My eyes! Can you protect my eyes?!" Before Nesse reacted, Viri Shaw kept shouting for a moment, pointing out all kinds of points that no one wanted to hear. At this little time, it had jumped onto his shoulder and poked it with his only sharp foot.

Nesse turned around—any casual position, he didn't remember how he got there at all—he grabbed the cloak and put it on, and at the same time he felt vaguely that he had no need to do this. He clamped the cloak of the cloak tightly, his face turned red, and he looked at the ghost falcon who lost his direction for a moment. After two seconds, his reason came back. The first thing he had to do was of course...

Push Viri Shaw to the side. Nesse stood in front of the Ghost Falcon again, trying to let it open its mouth again - it's not too late to throw off the cloak after this. "Wait. Wait! Don't!!" Viri Shaw could never stop him.

Unless it says-

"Hey! There is no need! There is no need... Look, the amazing Viri Shaw is here. OK. OK OK! Listen to me, I have a simpler way!" The quill jumped back, poked wildly, and screamed at the same time.

This is not touching enough. Nesse thought. Then he heard Viri Shaw's addition: "It's not the last time that one! I really have a way! I can do it myself. I can do it both void pollution and demon invasion. Anyway, it can do it. The other ones are similar. Hello hey! Listen to me and you'll finish it, you'll be unlucky kid--"

Nisse carried the quill in front of him and stared at it.

"Oh? What are you doing? Oh. You're listening."

Veri Shaw was stunned for a moment, then blinked slyly, "That's very simple. I'll tell you right away-"

"Become God." Then it confidently said, word by word, "I. Come and make you God-"

Nesse let go of his hand and let Viri Shaw fall naturally and turn around. Before turning around, he wanted to laugh or say a few sarcastic words, but he couldn't laugh or talk. He stared at the Ghost Falcon expressionlessly. The strange spirit body made a low gurgle sound, and shot a hostile and fierce look. But this gaze still made him feel better than Viri Shaw's words.

Then he grabbed the bone cone again.

He would rather Viri Shaw be joking or just exaggerating. Because if this passage was serious, it would only appear more ridiculous. He clearly remembered that Hitchice and Evomi were both gods. Evomi was one of the twelve main gods of mankind, and his sect was seriously involved in the main storm of the main material plane in the previous wave. But they were as powerless as him, not much difference. Even just now, a golden main god was launched from this room like a pea to the other side of the universe.

Of course God is better than him. Of course God is better than himself now. It is just a bit far from enough. It is ridiculous. It is stupid and not enough to admit that he had expectations just now. But why should he suppress himself now? There is no need to suppress himself.

He was disappointed.

Very disappointed.

"Hey—" Veri Shaw shouted from behind. This time it was useless to say anything. Nesse made up his mind to think so. He made up his mind to find it ridiculous, even if he couldn't laugh. He raised his bone cone, and then felt a human hand pinched his shoulder and pulled him backwards. The strength of the hand was surprisingly strong, causing him to stagger backwards.

Nesse tried several times but failed to break free. He could barely turn his head over until he and the other party's back hit the same ledge.

The strangely dressed and vulgar-like humanoid Viri Xiao came into his eyes, and the secret jurist's eyes were wide open and not big, with a fierce momentum:

"What hasn't changed?! Listen to me!"

What is even more strange than being unable to break free from Viri Shaw is why he has become a human form again. It is not even just a human form.

Nesse looked at Veri Shaw with real vision. The essence of the quill pen with its skeletons was invisible for some reason. The secret scholar was filled with hot air, his limbs were colder and his center was hotter. The liquid circulated in his body, his nose was a little crooked, and his shoulder on his left was higher than the right. The muscles on his neck were strained.

He is a person. No matter how you look at it, he is a person.

This made Nesse unable to interrupt him for a moment. Of course, as long as he did not interrupt, Veri Shaw would keep nagging. Nesse felt that he was a desperate crew member. As long as he did not try to scoop water, the small broken boat with the right to speak would sink into the sea of ​​nonsense of the secret scholar. Veri Shaw's face quickly hung up and was excited, and he had a serious expression:

"I want to turn you into an absolutely powerful god. It is not the kind of big-fed chicken that holds a small feather chicken. It is a real existence at the level of the universe. Like Neshes, Lanlevin, and the featherless one. A god who can steadily eat the infection of the void."

"That's still God." Nisse stopped for a few seconds and confirmed that the virtual ship had completely sunk.

"A god who can change the world." Veri Shaw said in a voice, lowering his eyebrows and leaning closer, and it seemed very mysterious in an instant. "Young man, do you know the big deviation?"

"I have no idea."

"It's okay. You'll find out soon." Veri Shaw said deeply.

...

The next thing happened very quickly. They fought - ran and fought - fought - shouted (one side was shouted unilaterally) - ran and fought for a long time. They walked through thirteen rooms in total. This bad, a little chilling process Nisse didn't want to remember at all. Then they fought - ran and fought - fought - shouted (one side was shouted unilaterally) - ran and fought for a long time. They walked through fifteen rooms in total.

Nesses wanted to stop this from happening at every moment.

But he couldn't stop it.

It is clear that as long as he stops the confrontation, or is a little careless, Viri Xiao can achieve the excessive demands he made, as fast as he can let Yang roll to the other side of the universe. He now knows where that ability comes from, and even knows where the power of the secret scholar "let you become a god" came from.

But he is not sure to overcome these...

Veri Shaw screamed and threw himself on a soft chair with cotton exposed halfway. Nesse took a second to confirm that this was not a fake move.

"I'm tired." The secret law scholar said with a humming voice, "Human physical strength is limited."

He put his legs on the top of a pile of wooden boxes next to him, adjusted his posture, and looked over with two small eyes, as if announcing the end of the pursuit. "Why are you unwilling to become a god? I'm so annoyed. I'm kind-hearted...what's the reason this time?"

It's incredible. Of course, human physical strength is limited. But how can a "person" who can raise his hand to turn the other into a god? Nisse stares at him - the scholar of secret law is still a human being, his legs have turned into acidic red, so he is really tired.

Unbelievable.

"I don't think there is any disadvantage?" Veri Shaw shook one hand back and forth, a human hand. "Your purpose can be achieved. There are more things you can do in the future than that stupid way. You can even interfere with the movement of the laws of the universe. How good is it to move in the direction you want, why not?"

Nesse was silent for a while.

"This is what he taught you," he said.

"I asked for advice from Ichainte." Veri Shaw smiled indifferently, "So what?"
Chapter completed!