Godlike: From Fake to Real, Lord of the Gods

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The clouds above Huangcun seemed a bit more gloomy than in other places.

Angel Yan, Angel Zhui, and Angel Moyi hovered hundreds of meters above the ground, their pure white wings fluttering gently in the breeze, creating a stark contrast with the ordinary and tranquil rural scene below.

Their eyes were all focused on the dusty path at the entrance of the village below.

Si Yao was indeed sitting there, in an old rattan chair that he had somehow gotten his hands on. He leaned back comfortably, his long silver hair cascading over his shoulders, his icy blue eyes half-open and half-closed, as if he were not there to face a potential divine conflict, but rather to enjoy a picnic and soak up the sun.

"Is he just going to... wait like this?" Angel Moy couldn't help but confirm with Yan through the dark communication, her tone full of uncertainty.

According to the angels' style of doing things, they either eliminate threats in advance or strike swiftly when evil is revealed. This method of "waiting for the rabbit to come to the tree stump" at the enemy's scheduled landing point is really subverting their understanding.

Angel Chase frowned slightly, gripping the hilt of the Flaming Sword tightly: "Sister Yan, are we really going to pin our hopes on this... almost childish method? Once Morgana successfully activates the demon gene, the situation will spiral out of control instantly!"

Angel Yan's gaze was fixed on Si Yao as she recalled her communication with Holy Keisha.

Surprisingly, after hearing Si Yao's plan to "wait for the demons to activate before wiping them out in one fell swoop," Queen Keisha agreed after a brief silence, only instructing them to remain on high alert.

"He said his group combat ability is pretty good," Angel Yan replied in the channel, as if convincing her companion, and also as if convincing herself. "Remember the 'Colorless Realm Divine Power' he mentioned? A large-scale suppressive domain. The Queen wants to see just how powerful this 'Ancient God Pangu' really is."

"But he says he's still a 'cripple'!" Angel Chase couldn't help but remind him.

During their time together, they often heard Si Yao use this word to describe his state of not having fully recovered.

"Therefore, we need to keep a closer eye on things." Angel Yan took a deep breath. "Be prepared. If things go wrong, we must intervene immediately, even if it means violating procedural justice, to prevent the demon army from taking shape on Earth."

Time passed by, and Huangcun continued its daily rhythm, completely unaware that the villagers were secretly vying for control of their fates with several powerful forces.

Si Yao appeared to be resting with his eyes closed, but in reality, the [Seed of Illusion] in his mind was operating at high speed. He chose this seemingly risky plan for three reasons:

First, maximize profits.

At the moment the demon gene is activated, the consciousness of those lesser demons transformed from ordinary people is in the most chaotic stage and is most easily "contaminated by information".

Using his abilities at this time makes it easier for them to develop a deep "belief" in the power of the "Ancient God Pangu" that he has woven amidst extreme fear and cognitive upheaval, thereby reaping a large number of realization points, just like Soton who had just awakened.

This is much more cost-effective than eliminating these "potential demons" in advance.

Second, gain the trust of the angels.

A thousand verbal descriptions are not as effective as one real-world demonstration.

In the face of angels, crushing a nascent demon squad with overwhelming force would be far more convincing to confirm his ability and identity than preventing it beforehand.

He was determined to obtain the "angel civilization's observational information about the current universe" that Angel Yan had promised, as it was the intelligence foundation necessary for him to carry out a larger-scale "lie weaving".

Third, actively enter the chessboard.

He has always avoided direct confrontation with top players like Karl and Morgana too early, but simply avoiding them is not a long-term solution.

Exhibiting one's presence appropriately and within one's control can actually increase one's mystique and intimidation.

Let Morgana know that he exists on Earth, so she'll have to think twice before trying anything funny next time.

This is also a form of "cognitive anchoring".

As for the risks... a group of little devils who have just activated their genes and can't even control their power are no different from lambs to the slaughter in front of his [Colorless Realm Divine Power] which is about to be fully manifested.

Moreover… Si Yao glanced at the three angels in the air, who were on high alert. With them there, Morgana couldn't possibly go all out against him. As long as he appeared mysterious and powerful enough, Morgana's first reaction would be to test him rather than fight him to the death.

What he had to do was to wipe out Morgana's "new recruit" instantly with lightning speed the moment she was most relaxed after completing the "awakening" ritual.

Just then, the sky darkened without warning, and a chilling wave of dark energy spread out from the center of the village like ripples.

"It's here!" Angel Yan's eyes sharpened, and the flaming sword was instantly drawn, with scorching energy beginning to gather.

The villagers looked up at the sky in terror, only to see a figure with mechanical wings on her back, exaggerated makeup, and a voluptuous figure slowly descending from the distorted vortex in the air—it was none other than the Demon Queen, Morgana!

"Hmm? Bitch! The angel girls are pretty quick, aren't they? And they even brought... unfamiliar faces?" Morgana spotted Yan, Zhui, and Moyi in the air at a glance, and then her gaze fell on the silver-haired man at the village entrance who looked out of place with his surroundings.

What the hell is that? I can't see it at all?

What kind of technology is this?

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Morgana's mind, and she even suspected that Karl's grandson had sold her out!

But she quickly made a decision.

"Awaken, my demon warriors!"

The surging dark energy swept through the village like a plague. The villagers who came into contact with the energy screamed in pain, and their bodies began to undergo terrifying mutations. A layer of keratin covered their skin, and bone spurs burst out of their bodies. In the blink of an eye, dozens of low-level demons with hideous faces appeared on the street.

Morgana looked at her "masterpiece" with a satisfied smile on her face.

Although the angel was present, and there was another unfathomable figure, once her demon army was fully formed, she would have the resources to maneuver.

However, her smile froze the next second.

Just as all the demons completed their transformation and their consciousness was still immersed in the ecstasy and chaos of their returning power, a mental pressure far more terrifying and profound than her previous arrival crashed into the minds of every newborn demon like an invisible tsunami!

It wasn't targeted at her, but rather precisely covered her entire "boot camp"!

This was exactly the moment Si Yao had been waiting for—the moment when consciousness was most vulnerable and cognition was most easily distorted!

[Divine Power of the Void Consciousness Realm: Spiritual Imprint]!

The "spectacle" that Thorton had once experienced was now being replayed in the minds of these little devils in an even more ferocious way.

Shattered galaxies, colliding stars, a world-destroying war between gods and void deities, the ultimate white light of the universe returning to nothingness... and within that white light, a hazy figure that seems to be the embodiment of creation and the end!

For these newly born demons whose mental defenses are almost nonexistent, this is not an illusion at all, but a "real memory" directly imprinted deep in their souls!

A sense of dread and fear, stemming from the deepest recesses of their genetic code, as they faced the supreme being of the origin of life, instantly overwhelmed their recent euphoria.