Godlike: From Fake to Real, Lord of the Gods

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Several days later, Si Yao, with Soton on a journey that included many stops and starts, finally arrived in Europe.

In the past two weeks, in addition to reviewing the technical data in the Denno III database, he also quietly infiltrated Earth's global network, constantly screening for any possible hidden alien faces.

After repeated comparisons, he finally locked onto his target—a "scum" who was exiled to Earth by angels 20,000 years ago, Sumari.

He desperately needs resources right now. While Deno III possesses a wealth of technology, without tangible resources to support it, it's all just castles in the air.

Looking across the entire Earth, Sumari is the only option that has both resources and no powerful backing, and that he can easily control.

More importantly, Si Yao currently lacks effective means of attacking divine bodies.

The incredibly sharp silver-bladed throwing knife in Sumari's hand could temporarily make up for this shortcoming.

With the help of that weapon, he can also begin to "weave" his own unique divine weapon.

"Boss, we haven't eaten all day," Thornton complained in a muffled voice from the back of the truck.

Although Si Yao's "riding the wind" method was a bit rough, it was nothing to the thick-skinned Crocodile God.

"Almost there, I'll let you eat your fill soon." Si Yao drove the weathered but exceptionally resilient pickup truck along the highway toward a magnificent manor in the distance.

The estate covers a vast area, and its typical European-style buildings gleam in the sunlight, exuding luxury. Ivy climbs the towering walls, adding a touch of mystery.

Si Yao parked the car outside the manor. After entering European territory, relying on his precognitive abilities from the Void Realm, he had already pinpointed Sumari's exact location.

This guy has lived on Earth for tens of thousands of years, enjoying a carefree and happy life.

Despite being tens of thousands of years behind in technology, Sumari's power as a second-generation Fallen One was still seen as godlike by ordinary Earthlings.

In particular, the astonishing reproductive ability of the Fallen Ones—they were almost wiped out after the great battle with the female angels, but once Hua Ye summoned them, he was able to quickly gather an army of millions of Fallen Ones, which shows their gene diffusion ability.

"They really live a life of revelry every night." Si Yao sensed the situation inside the manor. Su Mali had just finished a fierce battle where he was "one against ten" and was feeling quite smug.

"As a defeated party, you're lucky to be able to live comfortably on Earth for ten thousand years."

Si Yao's eyes narrowed, and a powerful mental storm erupted instantly, forcibly invading and controlling Su Mali's consciousness, manipulating him to walk out like a puppet.

He had no interest in using his current physique to directly confront the sharpness of the silver blade; he could try it once the power of the Vajra Realm was fully manifested.

Sumari walked stiffly to the outside of the manor with a blank stare, the deadly silver blade casually tucked into his waistband, its cold light gleaming.

Strangely, it seemed that no one else in the manor could see him at all.

After Sumari got into the car, Si Yao drove to the nearest restaurant. He wanted to fill Soton's stomach first, and also see how much he could squeeze out of this scumbag.

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"Wow, this guy's mental abilities are terrifying!"

"Are you treating the second generation like puppets?"

Outside Earth's atmosphere, Angel Yan, Angel Zhui, and Angel Moyi, who were originally observing the Super God Academy, couldn't help but start monitoring Si Yao after seeing his information.

Deno III couldn't track Si Yao's signal, but they could.

Through their contact with the Super God Academy, they basically determined that Si Yao was most likely an ancient god who accidentally preserved the super genetic code when the so-called Pangu civilization was destroyed, and was subsequently resurrected by Karl or some great god, just like that monkey on Earth.

However, given how unusual this situation was, they did not make any contact rashly and remained observing from outside the atmosphere.

Of course, considering that excessive surveillance might anger the other party, they conducted the surveillance through the Super God Academy.

Super God Academy monitors Si Yao, while they monitor Super God Academy.

Even if something really happens, they'll go after Super God Academy.

"I wonder if he has a supercomputer supporting this kind of mental ability." Angel Yan stroked her smooth chin.

"If that were the case, it would be terrifying."

Supergene is a tool, and powerful supercomputing can amplify its power exponentially.

Simply put, if a super gene's ability allows a person to fire an arrow with their hand and accurately hit a target, then with the support of a powerful supercomputer, as long as it is within the gene engine's capacity, this person could fire hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of arrows at once and accurately hit different targets.

This Si Yao, with just a simple approach, was able to forcibly invade and control the mind of a second-generation scumbag; his mental abilities are undoubtedly extremely powerful.

If he has a powerful supercomputer supporting him, it's hard to say what else, but the current elite army of the Super God Academy, apart from the three major god-making projects, would be crippled in a single encounter!

"Sister Yan, how can there be such a second-generation scumbag on Earth?" Angel asked in confusion.

Most of the descendants of Fallen Angels live in the angels' controlled areas, and the vast majority are only first-generation, and even then, the Fallen Angel genes have not been activated.

This guy is actually a second-generation scion!

The Milky Way is her patrol area, yet she doesn't have any record of this scumbag?

"I don't know either. Let me visit the sacred treasury of knowledge; maybe it's recorded there," said Angel Yan.

"Uh...it seems we don't need to." Angel Moy suddenly said, a strange look in her eyes.

"Sister Yan, this ancient god... is a bit cruel."

"Cruel?" Angel Yan glanced at the surveillance footage, her tone indifferent. "Treating second-generation scumbags who survived from the old angel era can hardly be called cruel."

"Too."

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On the ground, Si Yao encountered a small problem.

He attempted to use mind control to get Sumari to open his dark dimension resource library, but failed.

The dark dimension of Sumari is equipped with a protective system specifically designed to prevent resource plundering under such mind control.

Combat commands can be executed, but commands involving the transfer of core resources are blocked by the firewall due to external interference with mental processes.

The possibility of peacefully acquiring resources is zero.

Si Yao was not a bloodthirsty person, but he was by no means pedantic either.

Since the soft approach isn't working, we'll have to resort to the hard one.

He had Thornton do the work, staging a "Crocodile God Torture"—seal Sumari's energy system, bind him to a barbecue grill-like rack, and Thornton, wielding a silver-bladed knife, began the meticulous process of making "sashimi".

The scene was indeed quite unseemly, and Si Yao couldn't bear to look at it closely.

One has to admire the patience of the ancient god-slayer. Sumari endured more than five hundred blows before finally "voluntarily" opening the dark dimension and handing over all his treasures.

Si Yao didn't consider himself a demon, and since Soton had been hungry for so long, he should at least give it a good meal.

Sumari... let's just consider it a contribution to universal peace.

"What a... bumper harvest."

Looking at the mountain of rare materials and energy resources before him, Si Yao nodded in satisfaction.

With the silver-bladed throwing knife now in hand, the next step of the plan can officially begin.