"What the hell?!"
Qin Ze swiftly struck his right shoulder with his left hand, severing his entire right arm at the shoulder, which fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, a brand new arm emerged from the severed shoulder.
Qin Ze stretched his novice hands, frowning as he looked at the severed arm on the ground, its gray surface swirling and turning like clouds.
Moments later, gray light rose from the severed arm, forming a distorted human face.
"Hehehehe~ It's no use, you've already been marked."
"Resentment?"
Qin Ze flicked out a wisp of Blazing Sun Fire, burning the severed arm to ashes.
Even so, the grayness still exists.
"It's useless; we are not real things to begin with."
"Don't even mention the Blazing Sun Fire; even if the God of War came, what could he do to me?"
The gray color returned to the spirit's surroundings, coiling tightly around the ball of light like a snake.
Qin Ze seemed to sense something, turned his head to look at his side, and found that a gray head had grown on his shoulder at some point.
The faces on the other end were like a slideshow, with distorted human faces flashing by rapidly.
"Hello."
The man was surprisingly polite, greeting Qin Ze first.
boom--
The Blazing Sun Fire within Qin Ze's body erupted.
Yet the head on the shoulder remained unharmed despite being scorched by the flames.
The man grinned at Qin Ze: "Now you are me, and I am you, so how can you hurt yourself?"
Qin Ze frowned, resentment creeping over him.
It's like a leech, stuck tightly to your shoulder and you can't shake it off.
Ripples spread across the spatial barrier overhead as the White Hair Jiuyou descended from the sky.
Seeing Qin Ze's condition, the resentment within Jiuyou was overjoyed.
"It's done!"
"Only when you are completely unguarded with us can we successfully Fusion with you."
"You thought our target was the Demon Suppression Hall? It's been you all along."
"Only when you and the White Hair girl Fusion with the Origin of Jiuyou will you become the complete Jiuyou, and only then will we become the complete Barbarian Tribe True God."
"Open your arms and become a part of us!"
"..."
White Hair Jiuyou stood directly in front of Qin Ze, with the hazy spirit of the artifact between them.
Qin Ze said in the Local Area Network, "I clearly touched the artifact spirit, so why didn't I establish a connection with the Demon Suppression Hall?"
Brother Devour replied, "The moment before the Demon Suppression Hall was restored to its factory settings, a portion of its resentment was already attached to the artifact spirit, waiting for you. It wanted to mark you when you touched the artifact spirit's clone, and thus control you in the same way it controlled White Hair Jiuyou Nether."
"What you touched was not the spirit of the artifact, but the resentment itself."
The Dharma King asked in confusion, "So, the Demon Suppression Hall has been taken over by resentment again? But why are the Space Rule still in chaos?"
Brother Devour said, "Resentment can never gain control of the Demon Suppression Hall. It just said that they are things that do not exist. How can something that does not exist touch the spirit of the artifact?"
"They touched the artifact spirit, and that layer of gray ensured that no one else could touch it."
Qin Ze muttered, "Whether it's you, me, or Miss Sword Case, we've all been fooled by this bastard, thinking it wanted to take over the Demon Suppression Hall."
Brother Devour said calmly, "We'll take care of you first, then the Demon Suppression Hall will still belong to them."
The Dharma King exclaimed, " Brother Devour, you're truly a genius strategist!"
Brother Devour said helplessly, "Please remove the dog head, thank you."
Magician: "I share a head with Brother Devour, and I'm just as smart as him."
Qin Ze's face darkened. "Is this the time to argue about who's the smartest?"
"Use your clever brain to figure out how to get rid of this leech. The one who comes up with a solution is the real wise one."
A Bing then said, "I have a good idea."
"Since it's only on your left shoulder right now, why not just cut off the left side of your body?"
His Dharma King, "This is troublesome. My suggestion is to amputate everything below the eyebrows."
Magician: "Can you guess what the mark means?"
At this moment, Qin Ze had to admit that the gap between Stinking Cobbler and Zhuge Liang was enormous.
call--
The resentment emanating from White Hair Jiuyou's body suddenly burst forth, forming a super tornado that enveloped Qin Ze, Jiuyou, and the spirit within them.
The resentful head on Qin Ze's shoulder shattered, forming a thin gray film that enveloped it.
Don't refuse; being together makes us stronger.
Countless whispers rang in Qin Ze's ears, disturbing the Spiritual Sea of Consciousness.
Even with the Tree of Mind supporting his body, Qin Ze was unable to completely quell the turmoil in his Spiritual Sea of Consciousness.
Resentment squeezed in from every pore of Qin Ze's body, then flew out and entered Jiuyou's body, thus creating a strange connection between the two.
Qin Ze, who had originally planned to go all out, for some reason, had a thought that "it's fine as it is."
It's not a mental disorder caused by resentment, but a warning from the blood, even from the genes.
Just like drinking water when thirsty or sleeping when tired, it's a completely instinctive reaction based on the body's fundamental logic.
Looking at Jiuyou, who was less than ten meters away from him, Qin Ze felt increasingly absurd.
Brother Devour said in the Local Area Network: "Hold on, we're heading your way."
The clones responded immediately to the call.
"Get back to the defense immediately! Our house has been burgled!"
"Are these resentments possessed by Menglei? All they see is the tower, huh?!"
"Wait for me, I'm coming right away!"
"Forget about any grudges, the Self-Destruct Squad is just blowing up grudges!"
"..."
Compared to his hasty clone, Qin Ze, who was in the middle of the situation, felt no discomfort. Instead, he opened his arms and let the resentment flow through his body.
Qin Ze even deactivated the Tree of Mind, and the whispers in his ears grew increasingly noisy.
"That's right, that's exactly it, we were meant to be together..."
Miss Sword Case was on the verge of tears.
My good friend seems to be trapped in a nightmare, and I can't wake him up no matter what I do.
She and her Second Child kept hacking at the resentment, but to no avail.
"I don't care who you are, get off my best friend!"
Although the resentful spirits were also curious about a talking box, their main attention was still on Qin Ze, and they didn't pay any attention to Miss Sword Case.
Qin Ze resonated with the Jiuyou once again.
Golden Divine Markings spread from his chest, radiating divine light.
White Divine Markings also crept onto half of Jiuyou's cheek.
Amidst the surrounding resentment, a voice of doubt and confusion arose.
"What's going on? Is this still the origin of the Jiuyou? Why are the Divine Markings this color?"
"A familiar taste, yet with a hint of unfamiliarity."
"Now that things have come to this, I have a bad feeling about this."
"Just do it! Don't you understand the Barbarian Tribe True God?!"
"That's right, we are the Barbarian Tribe True God, for the Barbarian Tribe!"
"..."
The tornado of resentment grew larger and larger, gradually filling the entire space.
At this moment, Qin Ze was in a mysterious, dreamlike state, and he could no longer hear the whispers of resentment.
In a daze, he saw a man covered in white Divine Markings walking towards him step by step.