"Oh!" The little water man sighed hard, "So I can eat anything on the Elsa continent... because I am the incarnation of all spirits?"
"I guess so." Hitzfeld walked over and covered it with a shadow, "So I asked you if you have ever seen that fleshy pillar tree in your memory."
Her tone was not unkind, but maybe... Her shadow was cast on the test tube by the light. This "columnar" outline stimulated the little water man and made him have some associations. He suddenly trembled, and a vague giant shadow emerged in his mind.
It was shaking more and more violently.
That in itself is an answer.
"You've seen it." Hitzfeld's face looked very unhappy. "You've seen it..."
"Wait!" The little water man suddenly put his face close to him, "This is just your guess!"
"You have no evidence!"
It was panicking - even though it was not very smart in this state, it could imagine that as "Alessia" it still had a glimmer of hope, but if its identity as "Yinsel" was confirmed, it would definitely be killed!
"Isn't it enough that you have that thing in your memory? Isn't it enough that you have a special talent?" Hitzfeld stared at it coldly, "Or you can make up another possibility to explain why a monster like you was born naturally."
The little water man opened his mouth.
"..."
It can't be made up.
The main thing is that some memories are becoming clearer and clearer. It remembered more broken details, which were a lot of flesh and blood condensed together in the endless darkness. It watched them merge and germinate, and finally be wrapped up by an unknown substance, condensing into the shape of an embryo.
That's me...
So this is the truth about my origins.
My father is Yin Seer, and my mother is simply an evil god...
"I can't guess what you are to him at this point."
The cold voice continued to come from above.
"I have seen your dream. When you were growing up, the Human King had not yet risen. Considering that the body has always been under his control, he should also have a physical body in Oujin City. So you may not be his real body. You may be a clone, blood, or just a spirit separated from him..."
"That..." The little water man hesitated, "That doesn't make sense... For example, why would he do such a thing..."
"It's simple. He wants the blood of salvation."
"what?"
"He wants to become an immortal god, but copying the path of the Nine Knights won't work. I guess he already has a complete plan, but he still needs to plunder all the blood of salvation - I mean 'all'!"
The next moment, the girl's face suddenly moved closer.
"The blood of salvation was divided into three parts!" she whispered.
"One was inherited in Imael's body, one was distributed to the nine blood source knights, and the last one was divided into billions and integrated into the Ten Thousand Spirits. He has now obtained the bodies of the nine knights. What remains is to obtain Imael and the Ten Thousand Spirits. The most difficult part is how to devour the blood of the Ten Thousand Spirits!"
"Detective... please speak slower..."
"And you are the perfect tool created for this purpose!" Hitzfeld spoke faster instead of slower. "Maybe he himself would be rejected? Maybe he is afraid that something might go wrong with the product of the experiment and is unwilling to use his real body for transformation?"
"He weighed everything, calculated everything, and he finally chose to create you!"
"Wait, I'm not necessarily..."
"He must have your completion to be complete...you are so important and crucial!" Hitzfeld grabbed the entire test tube and quickly walked to the fireplace.
"You might be mistaken...Detective!"
"So what if I'm wrong."
The tone seemed particularly cold.
"Sorry Alessia."
“…I don’t dare to bet.”
The test tube slipped out of his hand and fell into the furnace, and the little water man inside ran around in panic.
Damn, no wonder she doesn’t care whether I lied to her or not!
She's planning to kill me! What else does she care about?
But I really don’t feel like I’m Yin Seul…even though I did eat a lot of people…but damn…I didn’t do those things!!!
After the extreme panic, it suddenly remembered that it was not afraid of fire.
Yes, I can even drink up a river of blood... I can even swallow up a strong wind... The flame of Aisha Continent is also one of the myriad spirits... I am not afraid of it...
I can even eat it!
Just as it was thinking this, it caught a glimpse of Hitzfeld pressing down on the blindfold with such force that it seemed as if he was trying to pinch it out.
boom!
Then it noticed that the flames below were changing color.
It changed from golden orange to a brighter gold, even approaching platinum, and in an instant a terrifying high temperature was transmitted, and its body and the glass tube were rapidly melting.
I...I'm going to die!
As she was dying, Alessia closed her eyes and began to review her life.
It would probably be more appropriate to describe it as inexplicable and unclear... To be honest, if it had not met Aisuen Hitzfell and had the mystery of its origin revealed to it by her, it would still not understand what its purpose of survival was.
Maybe I should thank her.
Life is nice when you can eat anything, but this is weird.
Seeing humans communicating intimately, I also want to experience it...
Only less than one tenth of the body was left after it melted. Before the last bit of liquid evaporated into thin air, an empty bottle came up from below and filled it up again.
Away from the stove, the temperature drops sharply.
Alessia barely used that bit of her body to gather her eyes and saw that the girl was staring at her with a look of satisfaction?
"You've passed, Alessia."
"At least it proves that your body is pure... I think this is probably because he wanted to avoid an overreaction to the blood of salvation, so he didn't do anything to you."
"So now it's question number five."
That beautiful face came closer again.
"Gah?"
"You want to be Yin Seol."
"Or do you want to be Alessia...?"
……
As her thoughts returned to reality from her memories, Alessia silently felt the profound gravity coming from the void - from above.
It was a fatal gravity, as if it was born for it, just like some species that can die after mating. There was an impulse in its body that asked it to find a way to escape and go to the center of gravity.
But it didn't do that.
Looking at Hitzfeld, the girl nodded to it.
It also nodded, then turned to the direction of the Queen of the Kingdom of God, and said to her somewhat unnaturally in a formal tone that it rarely used: "Hello... Let me introduce myself. I am Alessia Yinsel."
"Considering that I may contain some of the blood of salvation..."
"If you merge with me, I think you can help a little."
Chapter 187 The Most Dangerous Degeneration
"Let me introduce myself. I'm Alessia Yinsel."
Although most of the time, Madeleine Bakinsa felt that she was a marginal character, or even useless, and one less or one more would not make much difference, but when she struggled to crawl out of the ruins and heard this introduction clearly, she couldn't help but widen her eyes and felt a sense of relief in her heart.
Fortunately, she did not stay on the ground for the sake of safety, otherwise she would have missed this big show - it seems that she has the irrepressible adventurous gene in her bones just like her ancestors.
Yes, now she finally understood what she wanted. It was not only a promise to the late king but also the fulfillment of herself. She liked it this way. She loved this thrilling feeling.
"What do you think?" She turned her head and looked at a shallow pit under the ruins, staring at Improl lying in it. "In a way, I think it is your brother."
The fake Pope is the human bones left behind by Yinsel. According to our current understanding of his plan, his existence is also indispensable. It’s just that this guy looks too weak. After the outbreak of the war of gods, he has no sense of existence just like himself. If I hadn’t held him just now, he would have been blown away.
Of course, Madeline knew very well that he was not really weak. The test in the temple courtyard was enough to prove how powerful he was, but that was still a power in the mortal realm, and could not be compared with the two big guys above.
"Improl" didn't say anything. Madeline looked carefully and found that he seemed to have fainted from the severe injuries.
This shouldn't be a good thing, right?
She was a little numb.
This guy seemed to have said before that he was not the real Yin Seer, but a new spirit born from the bones left by Yin Seer and the influence of the blood of salvation. It could be said to be a completely new personality.
The reason why this evil skeleton has been able to appear so harmless for so many years is thanks to the suppression of this personality. That is to say, if this personality no longer exists, this control will be unbalanced and the power of the evil bone will break out.
Just as Madeline had a bad thought, "Improl" exploded.
It was similar to the swelling and explosion of methane gas when a corpse floats on the river. It was accelerated to the point where the flesh and blood attached to the body flew everywhere like shrapnel from a bomb. Fortunately, Madeline instinctively retracted her head, otherwise she would have lost her head.
Is it too late for me to say now that I don’t like excitement?
Cursing herself in her heart for what happened just a few seconds ago, Madeline staggered and almost crawled on the ground, without looking back, and accelerated straight towards Hitzfeld.
No need to look back.
She could guess what would happen next with just her ass.
"..." Of course, Hitzfeld also noticed that a living person suddenly appeared and ran towards this side. She instinctively glanced over there, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.
Behind Madeline was a surge of dust. First, a giant skeletal hand emerged from the dust, followed by ribs, a skull... and in the blink of an eye, a huge skeleton climbed up.
"I feel like I did something wrong!!" Madeline howled at her as she ran, "...I shouldn't have pulled him just now!"
What's the point of saying this now.
Trying his best to get rid of those useless emotions, Hitzfeld took a breath and handed the test tube forward again: "Alwin...?"
"I'll do it!" The man heard Shina's tone, snatched the test tube, tilted his head back and drank the contents in one gulp.
Anyway, it's just the body of a stranger... The blood of the Neang people in Aisha Continent has long been mixed. I don't know how many experiments have been done by that old ghost. If it fails, the worst that can happen is that it will be blown to pieces on the spot. At least Alvin can still have half of his soul left!
In order to turn the tables, Xina gave it her all.
There was another violent air pressure above his head. It was because Xi Yang temporarily lost control and was entangled by some blood-thread tentacles, which forcefully broke off one of the outer rings.
boom! ! !
The ring landed right in front of the palace, creating another big hole in the ground. The wind pressure messed up Hitzfeld's hair. She could only try her best to lower her center of gravity, while paying attention to Sina's situation and nervously watching the skeleton giant getting closer and closer.
The pressure had never been so great. She calculated that they had at most five seconds.
Five seconds - the mechanical sun would probably be broken into scrap metal in five seconds. Five seconds later - they would almost be trampled to death by the skeleton giant.
The power of the Dead Bone Ice Needle is still a little weak in front of the gods, she thought to herself.
It is said to be low enough to freeze the soul, but in reality it can be understood as controlling things like atoms to stop moving. In terms of intuitive power, it is inherently inferior to the destruction of atoms.
Unless she can master this skill to the pinnacle and reach absolute zero, which is enough to completely stop the movement of atoms, collision or burning seems to be more effective... just like the "divine fire" that was raging everywhere before.
If I could control the fire from my eyes steadily...
Counting the seconds secretly, she couldn't help but feel a little resentful.
Yinsel laughed at Elwen and Sina for not having authentic divine blood and that the amount of divine blood in their bodies was too little, but it was just that "the goddess took pity on them and gave them the divine blood, just like a prison needs a jailer or a watchdog."
How was she any different?
In comparison, at least they could still spit fire steadily. But her divine fire was totally uncontrollable, and no matter how hard she tried to tap its potential, it was useless, and she could only use it to intimidate Alessia.
The goddess is essentially the same species as humans, just like humans can produce their own blood after drawing blood. She knew that her blood was such a good treasure that could restrain evil spirits, so why didn't she spread more of it in the first place?
No...how could I think like that?
With a sudden shock, Hitzfeld felt like he was possessed by a demon.
The premise of thinking this way is to acknowledge Yinsel’s statement, defining the Goddess Jiyang as a cold and selfish "god".
But is it really so?
If she was really cold-blooded and selfish, why did she specifically remind me and show me the sword in the Gray Mist Temple?
If she was really cold-blooded and selfish...the Queen of Dragon Kingdom had betrayed her, she could have just executed her, and I would not have seen those visions in the end.
