Sallinger's little face tightened, "Azik was bewitched by him and gave up on resurrecting me. Now he still dares to appear in front of me. Huh, if it weren't for his bad condition, I would have let him see it.

Under the majesty of the Hades Emperor!"

Chick:……

Physical impact?

Why do I feel that the resurrected Salinger is so childish compared to before?

"It seems that my old friend is not in as good condition as imagined." Shaking his head secretly, Chike said to Sallinger: "In short, it is better to be careful. We cannot withstand any setbacks. One wrong move

, lose everything.”

Salinger said ‘hmm’.

Then his expression changed slightly: "No, I was found again!"

A village thousands of miles away.

Jon stared at the hunchbacked old man in front of him with a smile: "It would be very rude to leave without saying goodbye."

The hunchbacked old man gritted his teeth: "What on earth are you going to do!"

"Let's talk." Jon extended his hand to invite: "Come and have a friendly, equal and harmonious exchange with me."

Salinger: Are you sick? Who wants to talk to you?

Seeing that the other party remained motionless, Jon was very confused and asked: "Did I not make it obvious enough? Or my attitude was not sincere enough."

Sallinger thought deeply and said in a hoarse voice: "We have nothing to talk about. Either you come to me directly, otherwise, there is no need to bother."

After saying that, the scene reappeared.

He gave up this body without hesitation, and his consciousness returned to its origin.

"What a sin." Jon followed suit and relied on the power of time to resurrect the old man.

He failed twice in succession, but he was not discouraged.

After all, Mr. Qiao never lacks the so-called "idle time".

A young girl in her prime, a serious priest, a leader of the resistance, a slave...

Every time Jon met Sallinger, he would show a friendly and sincere smile and say, 'Come and have a friendly, equal and harmonious exchange with me.'

Salinger is going crazy!

And He found out.

The Starry Sky Evil God also has the ability to clone himself.

At the same time, tens of thousands of people even showed the same smile to their clones.

Apply?

force!

Salinger finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

The same goes for Chick.

He was mentally prepared.

He knew that sooner or later he would face the evil starry sky god.

But this day came quietly.

He discovered.

I'm not ready at all...

He's not a massive opponent, and his resistance even looks cute.

At this point, he doesn't think the other party is incapable of coming to the door.

The reason why he keeps harassing Sallinger outside is for one reason only: he wants to play.

Chike curled his hair for a moment and said tentatively: "How about you have a good chat with Him?"

Sallinger: I dare you to face that scary guy.

In case it is contaminated.

Who can He talk to for reason?

Simply escaping is really not the answer.

Although it is said that there are "tens of thousands of incarnations" and "the place where the will is is the country", the clone is not such a waste.

The lack of so much spiritual consciousness is extremely detrimental to subsequent growth.

Before he could compete with the goddess of the night for authority, he was about to be killed at his doorstep.

Salinger was heartbroken and said: "Humph, in that case, I want to hear what He wants to say to me!"

At the same time, the east coast of the Suniya Sea.

The honest fisherman's eyes flashed, and he said with great dignity to the person in front of him: "Oh, I appreciate your sincere attitude very much. Well, I am willing to give you a chance."

"The Art of Language"

It was obvious that I had no choice but to agree to communicate with the other party.

But Sallinger behaved very generously, as if 'you have really earned your money'.

Jon saw through it but didn't say anything, and smiled and said: "Then I really thank you~"

Salinger was silent.

To be honest, he couldn't take even the slightest initiative in this conversation.

Unless "that master" in the spiritual world comes to an end in person, either he or Chike will only be beaten.

"Times have changed -" Salinger couldn't help but miss the glory of the past.

Taking a deep breath, he asked: "Before the conversation begins, I want to know something."

Jon: "Please tell me."

"Why do you have to talk to me? With your strength, there should be an easier way."

Jon blinked and said matter-of-factly: "Who do you think I am?"

He pretended to be profound: "Everyone in the world has misunderstood me. I have never been a fighter in my life, but I only like to resolve fights."

This was said in ancient Chinese, and Salinger couldn't understand it at all.

I just feel that the ‘Whispers of the Outer Gods’ are mysterious and unfathomable.

He thought to himself that "that adult" might not dare to face the other party directly, so he pushed him and Chike to the front desk.

It seems to be a game between the old gods and the new gods to compete for power, but in fact it is two giants quietly confronting each other.

It's just a person who likes to end up being an experientialist.

One likes to be behind the scenes and is a spectator.

Under the gods.

All living things are ants.

But who knows.

Under the old days.

So are the gods.

Especially for a god like Him who had just been resurrected and lost his original power, it would be even more difficult for him to put his ideas into practice.

Salinger smiled resignedly: "Okay, I have no problem."

Jon responded with the same smile: "Actually, in addition to the above reasons, there is also a little personal nostalgia. Death, baby, that is my lost youth."

Sallinger:???

don't know.

But it feels very powerful.

…

powerful.

Unparalleledly powerful!

Although he was only at the peak level of demigod, Klein felt a hint of divinity in the artificial death embryo attached to him.

One night, plus one day.

Klein swept away all the 'Artificial Death Sect' camps near the Plains of Bones.

Gathered all the strength.

Finally, he cultivated this artificial god of death to the limit of what he could bear.
To be continued...