Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

something wrong.

Rong Nianbing looked at An Zhen.

He suddenly remembered the expression on the other person's face when they first met.

Most mortals are shocked and terrified when they see a deity. But An Zhen remained calm. This is quite normal, considering that the deity had killed two people before, had another one by his side, and that his master and mistress were two god-kings from the divine realm.

Rong Nianbing thought so too at the time.

But now he suddenly remembered something was wrong.

That doesn't seem to be the reason.

On the contrary, it seemed as if the other party already knew him and had a certain understanding of him, no, it should be said that they knew him quite a bit.

An Zhen didn't mind revealing abilities that Rong Nianbing might not have displayed in the Douluo God Realm.

So what if the other party knows he knows them very well?

What can we do about him?

Instead, they will become wary.

Rong Nianbing narrowed his eyes slightly.

“They’ve all inherited your divine position, so aren’t they all your disciples?” Anzhen said. “Don’t be so stingy. The seven emotions need something to bear them, and this is also to make it easier to inherit the divine position.”

"Otherwise, what if the inheritance fails? Or what if it delays the progress and disrupts your escape plan?"

As in the original novel, Huo Yuhao used seven soul spirits to carry the seven emotions.

"Hmm." Rong Nianbing nodded helplessly. "You're right, you're absolutely right." Sigh, he wanted to run away, but somehow he's already emptied his pockets.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter anymore.

Regardless of why An Zhen knew so much about him, or why she wanted his seven kitchen knives and those knife skills, it didn't matter anymore. As long as he could successfully escape with his family and leave the Douluo God Realm, this powder keg, that was all that mattered.

After all, the other party had already said that, and he didn't want any problems to arise in the inheritance of the divine position.

A good kitchen knife is indeed a very precious treasure for a chef, but for Rong Nianbing, these are all external things; his family is what he cares about most.

Furthermore, it would be a good opportunity to negotiate some terms with the God of Destruction.

The figure that Rong Nianbing's spiritual imprint manifested vanished.

"Young Master." The God of Greed looked at An Zhen.

“Greed…” An Zhen looked up at the sky. “Do you think Teacher wants to seize power in the God Realm?”

Just like in the original work.

The god of greed bowed his head, "As a subordinate, I dare not presume to guess my lord's thoughts."

A coup d'état in the divine realm…

But the god of greed felt that this was very likely.

“That’s true.” An Zhen held the Ghost Carving Divine Blade in her hand. “We just need to keep up with the teacher’s pace.”

Regardless, the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life had done him a great favor, and he had to repay that favor.

“What the young master says is true,” the God of Greed said.

“Let’s go.” After searching with his full power, An Zhen obtained an accurate coordinate. He gently swung the Ghost Carving Divine Blade in his hand, cutting out a perfectly smooth spatial rift, and then stepped into it. “Capture the God of Food, Oscar.”

……

Douluo Continent, located in the northern part of the former Heavenly Soul Empire, on the edge of the far north.

Oscar came here from a demiplane, went to a town, robbed the rich to help the poor, and then bought a map of the present-day Douluo Continent from a shop. The bearded young man with peach blossom eyes examined the map in his hand.

“Mingdu, Shrek City, Lingdou City.” Oscar circled the place on the map where An Zhen was most likely to be, which was also the place he thought Tang Hao and A Yin were most likely to go. “Lingdou City has the fewest strong people and is relatively close to here. Let’s go there first. I heard that the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School has also moved there.”

A hint of nostalgia flashed in Oscar's eyes.

But now, ten thousand years have passed, and everything from the past has changed beyond recognition.

"While we're at it, we can take a few pictures of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School now, and then talk to Third Brother about it. That should help the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School avoid this calamity."

“But you can’t escape this fate, Oscar.” A cold voice suddenly rang out.

Without the slightest hesitation, Oscar put the winged sausage hanging from his waist into his mouth and swallowed it. A pair of pink wings appeared behind Oscar, carrying him straight into the sky and creating a huge shockwave.

High in the sky, Oscar looked on with a solemn and wary expression, his peach blossom eyes gazing at the two figures standing in the void not far away.

“God of Greed, Anzhen?” Oscar’s expression was not good.

Unexpectedly, he bumped into the enemy as soon as he stepped out the door.

However, in a way, it's good news, because it confirms that my uncle and aunt are safe and sound.

"Will you surrender on your own, or will I kill you?" With her hands behind her back, An Zhen calmly looked at her opponent. A hint of contempt flashed in the God of Greed's eyes.

A mere second-level deity, and a support-type one at that.

"Heh." Oscar sneered, "Is this an insult to me, a support-type Soul Master?"

“It’s not that I look down on support classes, it’s that I look down on you,” An Zhen said. “Oscar, you have no chance of winning.”

"We'll only know after we fight." Oscar, the support-type Soul Master, ignited a fighting spirit in his eyes. As he spoke, he made a lewd back thrusting motion with his arms. "Seventh Soul Skill, Steadfast, Steadfast, Golden Fly!"

A ray of light gathered at his fingertips, spread throughout his body, and then condensed back at his fingertips, transforming into a golden fly the size of a soybean.

Then the sixth spirit ring lit up, "I have a mirror sausage!"

"Disgusting," An Zhen muttered.

In the original work, isn't the golden fly aphrodisiac?

"Don't be careless." Anzhen's words suddenly rang in the ears of the God of Greed, making him puzzled.

Reflection - God of Destruction.

In an instant, a frenzied destructive intent, like an endless wave, surged out from An Zhen's body, turning the original blue sky and white clouds into a scene resembling the end of the world, bringing a melody of finality to the world.

Among the original Shrek Seven Devils, in terms of combat power, apart from Tang San, this guy was the most threatening.

Although the so-called Mirror Sausage seemed like a castrated, knock-off version of his power, it was in itself a powerful support-type Soul Master capable of amplifying himself. An Zhen could also do this, and even better.

"Hmm?" The God of Greed was even more puzzled.

Is such a grand show of force necessary to deal with a mere support-type Super Douluo? But the God of Greed was not less vigilant at all. The artifact representing the original sin of greed had already appeared, and a mad greedy desire was constantly being poured into it. The dazzling golden light shimmered with the desire of the original sin, like a sea of ​​desire that made people unable to resist indulging in the bright lights and revelry.

at the same time.

Oscar pulled off the necklace hanging around his neck.

A fine silk thread, and a string of red gemstones strung together. No, they were drops of congealed blood, flowing with the laws of slaughter and judgment. When one drop of blood merged into the Mirror Sausage, the dormant power of these laws suddenly came alive.

In an instant, a crimson divine light tore through the sky and shot into the heavens. The intense scarlet light swept across the sky with the force of thunder, instantly dyeing the entire world into a thick, blood-like color, as if endless corpses were piled up into mountains and a sea of ​​blood was surging into waves, with even the wind carrying a bone-chilling cold.

A powerful and suffocating aura of killing intent suddenly erupted, as if all things in heaven and earth had to bow down to this pressure, and even one's heartbeat couldn't help but tremble along with the surging killing intent.

"This is!" the God of Greed exclaimed, his body trembling involuntarily. "The legendary Asura Blood Sword!? How is this possible!"

Legend has it that this is a divine technique that only the Asura God can use, a full-force attack that consumes his very essence, at the cost of igniting his own Asura bloodline. It is said that the Dragon God was slain by this attack and transformed into the Silver Dragon King and the Golden Dragon King.

why!
How could someone as mere Food God be able to use such a move!
Meanwhile, in Shrek City, very, very far away from here.

Gu Yuena, who was in seclusion, seemed to sense something and suddenly stood up. Her pair of purple dragon eyes, filled with an unprecedented chill, gazed northward.

Gu Yuena gently pressed one of her delicate hands to her heart, as if recalling something. Her face was filled with pain, and her eyes were filled with a deep-seated hatred, a mad and relentless vengeance.

for a long time.

The meditation room fell silent.

Only a voice filled with intense hatred echoed in the air.

"God Shura!"

……

the other side.

A massive, blood-red sword descended from the heavens, its murderous aura as thick as ink, as if an endless sea of ​​blood was surging with its power, even staining the void crimson. The terrifying pressure silenced everything in the world. The boundless blood seemed poised to cleave the heavens and earth in two.

"Well done!"

Sensing the attack that was almost beyond the realm of a false god, a hint of joy flashed in An Zhen's dark eyes. Brilliant purple lightning of destruction danced within it, and the boundless destructive intent grew even more frenzied, as if it were cheering.

"go with!"

Boundless destructive intent surged across the blood-red sky like a tidal wave, entwining itself around An Zhen's figure. The mad intent was so thick it seemed impossible to dissolve, as if it wanted to destroy all life in the world, yet it condensed into an invisible crown around An Zhen, making him appear like a world-destroying demon god.

In an instant, an extremely dazzling purple divine light tore through the blood-red sky, illuminating the universe with a kingly demeanor, as if it wanted to devour all the colors in the world, leaving only this purple that symbolized the end.

"boom--"

Crimson and purple clashed in the air, and for a moment, the entire world seemed to tremble. Then, an incredibly violent roar exploded, the sound waves tearing through the clouds and creating boundless shockwaves. The sharpness of slaughter and the madness of destruction collided here, shattering the crimson clouds into fragments and sending purple lightning flying everywhere, as if the sky had fallen into darkness.

A golden beam flew from the back of An Zhen's hand and landed below, where the Trident of Poseidon transformed into a phantom light that protected the town below.

at the same time.

An Zhen stood in the void, steadily catching the impact of this force, her sleeves fluttering in the air. Before the God of Greed, the coin symbolizing the original sin of greed erupted with a distorted golden light, desperately resisting the impact of destruction and slaughter.

(End of this chapter)