I have no interest in discussing winning or losing with him now.
All he could think about was what he had just done. Killing Mikhail before he could finish his words was clearly the intention of killing and silencing him.
Before I could ask further questions, the scene in front of me began to change again.
The huge divine power dissipated in an instant, and the projection of the blond man and I returned to the hotel room again.
Mikhail has returned to human form, but there is no trace of soul existence in his body.
"I know you are doubting me, but that's not the case."
He glanced at the body lying on the ground: "Do you think we were really in heaven just now? No, that was just an illusion created by myself and Bennett's divine power, trying to convince Mi with this constructed scene.
Ha'il, let him return from his lost ways and rebuild his faith.
But just halfway through my plan, you stabbed him recklessly, making all my previous efforts in vain."
"Oh, so it's up to me to do this?"
I didn't agree with his statement and took Jingmeng back into my body: "But do you think his virtue is like someone who can find his way back? Besides, what does this have to do with you suddenly killing him?"
"Of course it does matter."
The blond man was not angry and explained calmly: "You know, what is standing in front of you is just a projection, and the power of the projection is not enough to suppress the demonized Mikhail.
So after you disrupted my plan, I could only choose to use the original body, that is, the power of the consciousness clone. I only had one chance to use it. I wanted to save it for the last moment, but now I used it to deal with a
The demonized Patriarch, this is really not worth it, so I say we lose."
"Isn't that true?"
I somewhat realized the seriousness of the matter, and frowned and asked the blond man: "Are the consequences serious?"
"It's okay for now, but I don't know what will happen next."
The blond man shook his head slowly: "My true body was originally left in heaven to scare those greedy guys. It is precisely because of my existence that they dare not do anything extraordinary even if they are restless.
But my body has now dissipated and lost its restraints. No one knows what they will do. For details, you can refer to six hundred years ago. The consciousness of the Central Ghost Emperor dissipated in order to deal with you two siblings. From then on, the underworld
What changes have occurred, I think you should know better than me, right?"
"That's really a bit troublesome."
What the blond man said made my heart heavy. I really didn't expect the consequences to be so serious.
But there is still some confusion in my mind: "Why do you have to use the power of your body? Why don't you just let go of that area and let me attack with all my strength? Can't we still be able to deal with him with our abilities?"
The blond man did not explain, but pointed to my wrist: "What time is it now?"
I raised my arm and glanced, then my pupils shrank: "It's four twenty in the afternoon, why does time go by so fast?"
"I deliberately sped up time."
He said something vague: "I don't have that much divine power in my body. The reason why the intensity of the divine power you just saw is so high is because I used Bennett's body to continuously gather divine power and send it to myself, and let these
The burst of power in a short period of time created an illusion for Mikhail that it was impossible for him to resist me.
Just like you said, after you take action against him, I can let go of my territory and slowly kill him with you, but as it is getting dark, the people of the Orthodox Church will immediately feel that you are sure that you can
Get rid of him in a short time?"
"Probably not."
He had already said this, so there was no need for me to be harsh: "This matter is indeed my problem, I was reckless."
"It's not entirely your fault."
The blond man walked up to Bennett who was lying on the ground: "Mikhail just said that he has sacrificed his entire soul to Satan. Even if he has the intention to repent, I cannot allow him to continue to control
Orthodox Church.
So he will die no matter what, and if I can't convince him to scatter his soul, then I will still use my true form, so you don't have to blame yourself so much."
"Ah? Ah, you misunderstood and I don't blame myself."
I'm such a bachelor, I dare to step down if he dares to give me a step: "It's just a pity. I originally wanted you to help me deal with Mr. Ling, but now I can only rely on myself."
I glanced out of the corner of my eye and saw that the moment I said these words, the blond man's face suddenly became a little strange.
But I cared about what he thought, so I continued to ask: "Oh, by the way, you said that your current way of existence is a projection, right? The projection shouldn't be like the main body, and it will dissipate as long as you use your ability, right?"
The blond man's eyebrows wrinkled slightly: "No, projection is a special way of existence. Although the ability is not as good as the conscious clone, it will not dissipate as long as I don't want it to disappear."
I breathed a sigh of relief: "Ah, then I'm relieved. I'll treat you to dinner later, and we'll treat it like a celebration party."
"Celebrating?"
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly when he spoke: "Do you really want to treat me to dinner, or do you want me to stay and help you deal with that Elder Ling?"
I waved my hand at him: "It's all the same. With our relationship, I don't need a reason to treat you to dinner. Isn't it natural for you to help me deal with my enemies?"
"Haha, you are such a scoundrel."
The blond man suddenly laughed: "But I like your character. Whatever you say, you are much cuter than those hypocrites who are full of benevolence, justice and morality."
"Hypocrite? I've seen too many of them. Are you talking about those people in Hades?"
"No, I'm talking about the gods in heaven."
The blond man shrugged: "But it's the same, they are all the same. In fact, it's quite interesting to think about it carefully. The Central Ghost Emperor's consciousness clone disappeared because of you and Zhu Rong Qingluan, and my consciousness clone also indirectly disappeared in your hands.
Here, Gu Yan, you are really a disaster star."
I felt that he was hurting me, so I didn't answer, and pulled out a cigarette from my shirt pocket: "Why are you talking about these useless things? If you don't have time to tease me, you might as well help me think about what to do next."
"What happens next has nothing to do with me. It all depends on your own ability."
He pointed at Mikhail's body: "It shouldn't be difficult for you to help Sophia stabilize her position before the Orthodox group arrives, right?"
"To be honest, it's difficult."
"This has nothing to do with me."
His voice gradually became erratic, and his figure gradually faded: "I will let Bennett assist you. Only by successfully integrating the forces of the Orthodox Church can I help you deal with that Elder Ling. Otherwise, you should buy a plane as soon as possible.