Deity Investigation Report
Chapter 199 The Successor to the Gods
Chapter 199 The Successor to the Gods (Seeking votes at the beginning of the month!)
"calm?"
The white corpse laughed angrily, then suddenly roared forward:
"I've waited four years, I've shed my skin countless times, and you want me to calm down? Die!"
Just moments ago, he had merely reached out and grabbed at Han Su, but at this moment, his entire body seemed to swell, like a huge, formless white shadow, angrily and twisting as it lunged at Han Su, looking like a crazed monster.
Facing his anger, Han Su gritted his teeth in response.
He had so many questions on his mind. Before he knew the identity of this white monster, all he could think about was waiting for it to show itself so he could kill it.
Upon discovering his identity, the desire to ask him questions outweighed the desire to kill him.
I was trying to control myself, but this guy couldn't even say a normal sentence; he just kept shouting.
This guy is even more annoying than when he was a kid!
Han Su suddenly shouted, "I told you to calm down!"
Along the way, the spiritual power has been subjected to endless pollution from the Mother Tree, like a slingshot being pulled tighter and tighter.
Finally, at this moment, his mental activity fully erupted.
Han Su's mental activity reached a new high point, and he burst into motion, instantly pouncing on the white corpse.
Although Bai Shi's mental activity was higher than Han Su's, and although he was going crazy and angry, he did not do anything intentionally, but was just venting. In comparison, Han Su broke through the suppression of his overflowing mental power and pressed him to the ground.
This was such a coincidental moment that even Han Su was taken aback.
But he didn't care about any of that; he just clenched his fist and punched the face below hard:
"I'm telling you to calm down!"
"calm!"
"I have a question for you. What exactly happened in the castle...?"
"..."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The white monster was pinned to the ground and beaten by Han Su, yet it showed no anger; its single eye was filled with self-mockery.
"Such a familiar feeling..."
"You hit me like this back in the cellar of the castle..."
"..."
"you……"
Han Su's raised fist froze in mid-air, unsure of what to say.
Why the hell do you look like you're having a great time?
She gritted her teeth slightly and said in a low voice, "You said you suffered for four years. Was it the monsters in the castle that tormented you, or was it what you said..."
He was now genuinely eager to communicate effectively with the white corpse, but the guy was completely ignoring him.
He was simply consumed by rage, and with a surge of mental power, he sent Han Su flying.
The next moment, the white corpse stood up straight, his voice icy: "You want to know what I experienced in the castle?"
"Then I'll show you what I've been through and what I've gained!"
"..."
Every word he uttered seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, and with a chilling shout, he suddenly reached out a hand.
Then he whispered the following:
"The will of bronze will be..."
"..."
As he chanted his incantation, the whole world seemed to dim. He wore an eye patch on his face, and the sound of metal scraping could be heard all around. Bright copper-colored blood began to seep from the single eye beneath the eye patch.
At that moment, Han Su felt a chill run down his spine. A survival instinct made him realize the immense danger lurking beneath the surface.
The white monster was just venting its anger, roaring and cursing.
But now, having uttered this incantation, he clearly harbors murderous intent towards himself.
This sensation, like an electric current, coursed through his entire body, sending chills down his spine. Before Han Su could think further, he abruptly raised his left hand while still in mid-air. As he landed, a cross-shaped mark appeared on the back of his left hand, and he chanted:
The will of bronze will live on forever in the world's reflection!
【…】
As the incantation was chanted, copper-colored blood seeped from the cross-shaped scar on the back of his hand.
The white corpse looked up in astonishment at the bronze mark on Han Su's hand, and its eyes suddenly burst with boundless rage.
Han Su, who recited the incantation, also did not expect to see such power on the white corpse.
He had always regarded the cross-shaped copper scar on his left hand as a power that did not exist in reality, a power unique to the castle, like the paleness and the ghost.
Even if one encounters a sequence related to the power of "copper" in reality, the difference between the two is too great to make any connection.
It was only then that the copper-colored blood seeping from beneath the white corpse's eye mask gave him a real shock.
It's a feeling that you've unintentionally taken a big step forward and are getting closer to the truth.
"Shh!"
But he didn't have time to think it through. The time it took him and the white corpse to recite the incantation was about the same, but the white corpse's bronze blood seeped in much faster than his own.
As he recited the incantation, specks of blood began to float around him, as if gravity had failed, drifting in the air one by one. Meanwhile, only a few drops of bronze had seeped from the back of his hand.
In the blink of an eye, the white corpse's gaze turned cold and sharp. Countless copper-colored blood beads, like bullets, accelerated to a terrifying speed and flew straight towards Han Su.
Each drop carries the power to penetrate the human body.
Without a second thought, and before the bronze blood could even fully penetrate, Han Su had already switched to the secret incantation.
All things respond to my will!
Just like when he blocked the bullets before, he raised his left hand to create a mental barrier to block the attack of the bronze blood. He felt a sharp pain in his left hand, numbness in his arm, and his body felt as if it had been hit by a giant hammer several times in a row, and he couldn't help but retreat backward.
On the other side, the white corpse had already revealed a cruel sneer: "Zero-sequence ciphertext spell?"
"Are you worthy of such great power?"
"..."
Amidst the merciless laughter, he suddenly clenched his fist.
Han Su then realized with a start that the bronze-colored blood had been blocked by his left hand and had not penetrated his body.
The next moment, the white corpse raised his right hand again, with more bronze blood floating around it. This blood seemed to have various different forms. Like a cat catching a mouse, he gently flipped his palm and grasped the blood.
A clump of blood seemed to transform into a sharp bronze knife, slashing straight down at Han Su.
Han Su didn't have time to think it through. His nerves, which were always on edge, reacted almost instinctively. His left hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the bronze-colored longsword, then twisted it in the back of his hand.
The longsword, which seemed indestructible, was broken in two with a snap, and then he gripped the lower half of the bronze blade and swung it backhand.
Everything went so smoothly and effortlessly.
The white corpse neither dodged nor avoided, letting Han Su slash it across the chest, tearing flesh apart.
Blood gushed from the wound, but he seemed oblivious, his eyes fixed on Han Su, and he shouted:
"Come on, come on again!"
"..."
With a shout, he swung his hand to grab Han Su.
Han Su moved swiftly, instinctively controlling the distance between himself and the man, and struck repeatedly, leaving several wounds on his body.
More copper-colored blood seeped out from the white corpse's wounds; all the blood was copper-colored.
However, it did not have a bright copper color; there seemed to be a hint of dark red impurity.
As countless wounds appeared on his body, the white corpse gritted his teeth and suddenly waved his hands, as if conducting an unseen orchestra. The blood around him also suddenly burst forth with an incomprehensible vitality.
Clumps and patches, some deformed and incredibly sharp, others still liquid, intertwined and scattered, overwhelming Han Su.
Han Su retreated repeatedly, dodging several extremely dangerous attacks.
In the most dangerous moment, the copper blade of a sharp knife grazed his Adam's apple, narrowly avoiding slitting his throat.
But he could only dodge those few attacks at most. More bronze flashes appeared before his eyes, densely packed, and they all came toward him. In that instant, Han Su's mind stirred slightly, and he wanted to use the mechanical fragments directly.
But at that same instant, he experienced an unprecedented, excruciating pain on the back of his left hand, a clear cross-shaped copper scar appeared, and copper-colored blood seeped through.
All the coppery substances in the air, whether near or far from Han Suyuan, were frozen in mid-air, even those flowing from the wounds on the white corpse.
They seemed to be influenced by some kind of will, and their own vitality was suppressed.
Han Su seemed to understand something in an instant.
My use of copper is far inferior to his.
Even if "copper" is a substance, then the amount of related substances I possess is far less than his.
However, the cross-shaped copper scar on his left hand conceals a will that can influence these "copper" objects.
This meant that although his own strength was inferior to his, he was superior in the field of "copper," and his opponent could not harm him.
"Did you see that?"
Through the floating coppery substance, the white corpse's expression was mocking and desperate; he pointed a finger at his own nose.
"I am a joke!"
"They threw me out of the castle."
"They found me, tricked me into thinking I was their heir or something, studied me over and over again, forced me to transform and evolve, and then blamed me for being useless, for not having the willpower to control this power..."
"But it's not my fault at all..."
"..."
"Those ones……"
Faced with this guy's madness, Han Su asked with difficulty:
"Did those monsters torment you? And then... what happened next?"
"A monster? What monster?"
The white corpse suddenly turned to look at Han Su: "Those are gods, the gods are choosing their successors!"
"I clearly had the chance to become the successor of the gods, I even thought I was, but... but you stole the ultimate code long ago, so what about all the torment I've suffered over the years?"
"It is you……"
His expression twisted, and he glared at Han Su with a sinister look: "It's your existence that has turned me into a complete joke..."
(End of this chapter)
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