Great Voyage: God-level clones start from Liangmian Sunuo

"Interesting... So interesting, what's wrong with that guy?"

"He actually accepted the baptism completely."

Outside the valley, on the steep cliff of the Green Water Mountain not far away.

A black-haired young man in dark red noble clothes sat on the cliff.

Looking down at the dragon in the distance.

His face was full of interest.

This person was the gatekeeper of another gate outside the valley, the devil, Saint Joebul.

As the Tarot totem codename "Devil".

Since his debut.

It was the first time he saw a human being who almost did not reject or resist, and directly accepted his baptism completely.

What on earth was that woman thinking about? So curious!!

With curiosity on his face, Saint Joebul stood up directly from the cliff.

He planned to take another step.

He didn't know what the person who had undergone the "devil's baptism" was facing.

If you want to understand, this level of power is naturally not enough.

Huh!

When Saint Job was about to act, a silver knight's spear was directly in front of him.

This scene made Saint Job raise his hands and surrender.

"Saint Job, don't do unnecessary things."

The other end of the knight's spear.

A knight in silver armor held the silver spear tightly in his right hand.

His solemn eyes stared straight at Saint Job.

As long as Saint Job dared to move, he would take action.

"Don't worry! Don't worry!"

Saint Job raised his hands and tried to push the silver spear away with his fingers, and then he said with a smile on his face.

"Relax, relax, don't be so nervous."

"I'm not a devil? I... just a devil."

Seeing the knight still look solemn, Saint Job also had a look of distress on his face.

"How rigid! Xijie."

"Everyone has a demon in their heart. I just help them to liberate it."

"Look... that woman accepted my baptism completely."

"What a sacred thing."

Saint Jobel pointed at the dragon among the contestants below the cliff and said with a happy face.

Xijie had no other reaction to Saint Jobel's words, and still stared at Saint Jobel.

"Hey... why don't you talk to me all the time〃'!"

"Is the restraint in your heart fake? Afraid of being persuaded by me?"

Saint Jobel stared into Xijie's eyes and said slowly.

"There's nothing wrong with this. People are always afraid of their other selves and think that they are ugly."

"But, since it exists, isn't it for a reason?"

"Without evil, there would be no good."

"The judge knows everything."

"The world is a collection of countless prejudices, like a desert, one grain next to another, one layer on top of another, and he is only judging the biggest prejudice.Judgement."

"Relax, don't be prejudiced against the devil, in my world this is the right thing."

He said kindly, with temptation in his eyes.

"The world is upside down, isn't the devil's world also a kind of splendor..."

"You! Why do you reject it so much!"

"The world has two sides, you don't just praise one of them, the other also needs someone to support it."

"Come join me!"

"Isn't it more exciting to create a new world than your dry life?"

"Come on! Come on! Come on! "

The bewitching words were repeated.

Swish! Bang!

With a sound of breaking through the air, the knight's silver spear directly smashed Saint Jobel's figure.

As Saint Jobel's figure shattered, the surrounding scene also shattered like glass.

Everything returned to the beginning.

Cij's silver spear was still blocking Saint Jobel, and the devil's hands were still raised high.

Unconsciously, Cij fell into the devil's whisper.

Pah pah pah!

Saint Jobel put down his hands and clapped his hands, praising.

"You are indeed restrained! Ignoring me again..."

Bang!

After praising, Saint Jobel sat back on the cliff neatly, and it was obvious that he had stopped.

However, Cij's ears were still filled with his whispers.

"Why don't you understand! People cannot grow if they resist the demons in their hearts. "

Growth?

He believed that people could accept the growth of the demons in their hearts, but that would take time.

It takes a long period of self-awareness and a little bit of growth.

Fear, contact, confusion, acceptance, growth.

He would never approve of Saint Jobel's practice of releasing the demons all at once.

Meditation!!

Hijer began to concentrate his mind and stopped thinking.

Saint Jobel was the demon in his heart, and Hijer was sure of that.

Not communicating with the demons, guarding and controlling the demons was his mission.

Hijer was sure of that.

It was hard to imagine what the entire South China Sea would become without his guarding.

The gods in the South China Sea would not care about these details. Section

While Xijie continued to stare at Saint Joebul.

The dragon had moved forward again.

At this time, many other players began to wake up.

The intensity of the demon baptism released by Saint Joebul was not high, but it was easy to break if the spirit was strong enough to resist.

Even if the spirit was not strong, as long as they resisted a part, most of the players who could get here could survive.

Many people even grew up a little because of this, which was a very mysterious feeling.

This feeling made some of them look bright.

Some people felt that they had tasted the sweetness and even went back to the valley directly, ready to come out again to see if they could experience it again.

However, their behavior did not completely eliminate interference.performance.

The devil's candied fruit is not so easy to swallow, greed will lead them into the abyss.

This is exactly what Saint Jobel wants.

When he becomes stronger, when he gets rid of the dog-skin plaster of moderation.

Then he will create a new race, named just like his code name, devil.

And these greedy people are the seeds of devil.

Saint Jobel is looking forward to a world full of devils.

What a gorgeous scene that will be! !

"." Go, go, go, hahahaha!"

"Yun, how do you feel? My driving skills are amazing. ”

A motorcycle quickly passed through the earth and stone valley.

Several stone men along the way were smashed to pieces.

The young man on the motorcycle asked the white-haired man on the back seat of the motorcycle without looking back.

The young man on the motorcycle was the chariot Gisni, and the man on the back seat of the motorcycle was Yunzhao.

"Oh! It's really (good Zhao Zhao) too amazing, I didn't expect you to drive so fast at such a young age."

"I also like driving, can you teach me in the future?"

"In this case, you will be my senior."

Hearing Yunzhao's words, Gisni's eyes lit up and his face became more cheerful.

He laughed and waved his hand, saying that it was no problem.

"Okay, absolutely no problem."

"I will be very strict then."

"I tell you! I am the fastest motorcyclist in the world. I won the world competition, not self-proclaimed. "

Gisney couldn't help but turn back to emphasize.

"Really? Senior, the fastest motorcyclist in the world, it seems that the title of senior is not enough!"

"I want to worship you as my master, and I will teach you more in the future! Master."

In the howling wind.

Yunzhao's face under the fox mask was smiling, as if he was teasing a child.

However, his tone sounded very serious.

Seeing that Gisney's mouth was wide open because of the call of master, Yunzhao also smiled.