The system was set three years in advance, but the universal deities still hadn't arrived.

Chapter 519 Signing the Contract with a Subordinate God

The next day.

When Ocron's followers once again swarmed into the Colosseum for gladiatorial training.

Zeng Shen arrived at the Black Spirit Pool in the center of the temple.

At this moment, he looked at Yingyou's lifeless corpse in the pool, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Why hasn't it revived yet? Is it because it lacks a king-level beast to sacrifice?"

Zeng Shen murmured something, then waved his hand, lifting Ying You's corpse from the pool and storing it in the Nine Palaces Illusionary Cage Tower, preparing to conduct experiments once a new king-level alien beast was born in this divine realm.

Followed by.

He looked up at the temple dome, his voice booming like thunder: "Oklon! It's time to get out here and talk!"

After a while.

A black phantom slowly coalesced above the pool of water.

Oklon's phantom was grim, his eyes flashing with anger and fear as he said, "Human god, I have already ordered my followers to cooperate with you, what else do you want to talk about!"

Zeng Shen grinned, "Hehe, you're really cooperative, but you have to give me a clear answer today about the thing I asked you to consider."

"Making me your subordinate deity is absolutely impossible." Oklon's phantom fluctuated violently.

Zeng Shen calmly took a dragon egg out of his backpack, toyed with it between his fingers, and said, "Is that so? Then it seems you don't want these dragon eggs anymore..."

“Damn it.” Oklon’s phantom leaned forward abruptly. “You despicable thief, leave those dragon eggs behind.”

"Hmph, you want dragon eggs." Zeng Shen snorted coldly, put away the dragon eggs, and narrowed his eyes, saying, "If you want them, become my subordinate deity and hand over the divine source code of the elf virtual game. I can leave you a few of these dragon eggs to raise."

The phantom of Oclon remained silent for a long time, finally dejected, and said with a hint of compromise, "I need time."

"Time?" Zeng Shen scoffed. "You're trying to stall for time, waiting for your mentor to arrive, aren't you? You want him to come and rescue you?"

Oklon's pupils contracted sharply: "How did you know?!"

"Hehehe," Zeng Shen chuckled strangely, "That's easy. Your mentor is a high-ranking god. When a student was messed with by me, he wanted to kill me. But he hasn't shown up for three days. It's not hard to guess that something happened to your mentor that delayed him. He can't leave and needs some time, right?"

Upon hearing Zeng Shen's analysis, Oclon's phantom trembled violently.

"Haha, don't count on him." Zeng Shen waved his hand. "Your mentor is probably busy looking for a way to remove the 'damage transfer' right now. He doesn't have time to care about you. Otherwise, he would definitely send down a clone of his consciousness."

Oclon's phantom instinctively took a step back: "Me."

"Stop making excuses," Zeng Shen interrupted him. "I'm giving you one last chance—agree to my conditions right now, or I'll go all out and wipe you out, turning this divine realm into a lost land, ultimately transforming it into a small world..."

"you…"

Oklon was startled by Zeng Shen's words, and then glared angrily, feeling extremely frustrated.

He was the most promising and had the best chance of becoming the second high-ranking elf deity in the Abyss Barrier universe.

Today, we have been forced to this point by a human deity.

He couldn't understand how he had offended this human deity in any way, and how he had managed to provoke this evil god.

"Hey, have you thought it through? To live or to die?"

Zeng Shen squinted at Oklon, urged him on, and a smirk played on his lips. He thought to himself, "You want my girlfriend to be your subordinate god? Hmph, this time I'll let you taste what it's like to be forced. Hehehe."

Upon hearing Zeng Shen's words, Oklon was extremely unwilling to become his subordinate god. After all, once he became Zeng Shen's subordinate god, Zeng Shen could erect a statue in his own divine realm. Furthermore, with the erection of the statue, he would be greatly constrained in many ways. The most obvious of these was that his followers would also include him as one of their gods, and a portion of their daily faith would be given to him.

The thought of having to give up a part of his faith made Oklon feel even more frustrated and depressed.

For three consecutive days, the faith he gained in his divine realm has been constantly reminded that someone has buried a blood tax tombstone in his divine realm, and he has to pay a portion of the faith tax every day!
He didn't need to think much; he knew that this Blood Tax Tombstone was definitely related to this human deity.

"If one is completely controlled by this human deity."

Oclone thought sadly, but he lacked the courage to resist. After all, he didn't want to die, so he ultimately chose to submit, gritting his teeth and saying:

"I promise you."

“A wise choice.” Zeng Shen nodded in satisfaction. “Prepare to erect my statue in your divine realm, build my own temple, and obtain the source code of the virtual game world of spirits for me. Oh, and by the way, prepare a subordinate god contract.”

Oklon's phantom reluctantly raised its hand, a ball of light condensing in its palm, eventually forming a golden contract scroll.

The scroll was covered with densely packed divine runes that shimmered with dazzling light.

Zeng Shen read it word by word, confirming that it was a subordinate god contract, then squinted at Oklon and said:

"Sign it."

Oclorn was filled with grief and indignation, yet helplessly trembling as he formed a hand to sign the scroll. But just as his fingertips were about to touch it—

"boom!"

A terrifying black energy suddenly descended from the sky, piercing through the temple's dome!

"How dare you make my student your subordinate god!"

A majestic voice resounded through the sky. Zeng Shen looked up and saw a figure dressed in black robes slowly emerging from the broken roof of the temple, eventually solidifying and descending.

“Cedmos,” Zeng Shen squinted, “I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

Oclon's phantom immediately became agitated: "Mentor! Save me!"

"Trash." Chedemos sneered, his gaze flashing like lightning as he looked at Zeng Shen: "A mere lower-level human god dares to act wildly towards my student?"

If it weren't for the damage transfer card, Zeng Shen would have run away the moment he heard the voice of the high god Chedemos, even before Chedemos arrived.

But now, he calmly replied, "What's there to be afraid of?"

Chedemos laughed in fury: "You're asking for it!"

He suddenly raised his hand, and a torrent of black energy rushed straight towards Zeng Shen!

But the next second—

Chedemos suddenly shuddered as all the black energy was transferred to him!
Chedemos's face turned ashen. The black energy he had just seen seemed to be a skill he had used in a fit of rage.

Actually, it was a skill that incorporated information detection. On one hand, he wanted to detect information about this human deity, and on the other hand, he wanted to test how this human deity transferred damage to himself.

Therefore, he did not resort to drastic measures.

Upon this test, he exclaimed in surprise, "This, how is this possible? You don't have a divine spark, nor have you been cleansed by divine energy. Moreover, the aura on your body is not that of a being from the Abyss Barrier Universe. Who exactly are you?"

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(End of this chapter)