When evil gods hold a meeting in my head

Chapter 234 Confrontation

Richard knew himself well—from the time he transmigrated until now, he had never stolen anything from Puta.

Unless, Puta was referring to the voices inside his body!

Those voices had been in his mind since the first day he transmigrated—

At that time—two voices were discussing how he would die. Through subsequent eavesdropping, he discovered that one of them was indeed particularly familiar with the Knight Sequence and had even revealed that he came from the Frozen Age and about the Knight Sequence's record potion.

However, he and Naan Sanho had previously analyzed that the laboratory in Puta had not summoned an evil god, but only a fallen three-ringed knight!

That wasn't an evil god at all, and the entity within him wasn't as evil as people guessed—this was a coincidence, though.

What if the soul of the Three Rings Knight wasn't completely destroyed, but shattered into several pieces scattered around, and one piece just happened to enter his body? Then one of the voices inside him would be the soul of the Three Rings Knight.

Richard thought about it more and more and it seemed more and more reasonable—if it wasn't the knight himself, how could he know so much!

What Puta was talking about might be the fragment of that knight's soul.

But how can a soul be returned to Pudat?

Even if it was something summoned by Puta, Richard couldn't possibly detach his soul from his own mind and give it back to someone else.

people.

He didn't even know where those voices were hidden, whether they were hidden deep within his consciousness or in the cracks of magic; he had no idea.

What's more, this person is just a nobody!

"That scumbag, thankfully we didn't let him summon the evil god, otherwise the world would have been in even worse shape. Once we catch him, we must ask Alice what exactly happened—"

However, at this moment, Richard had no time to think about these issues; his immediate priority was to capture Puta.

The opponent's ability to instantly send people high into the air was indeed troublesome, and for a time, no one could handle it.

He glanced at Nolan and Edmund lying on the ground, then at Rosalie, who was unconscious against the wall.

He needs to wake them up first.

He secretly used his mind to control several empty cups on the table, sending them flying and smashing towards Nolan, instantly waking her up.

"Thankfully, he's just unconscious!"

Richard woke Edmund and Naansanjo using the same method. Edmund sat up immediately when the cup hit his chest, reacting much faster than Nolan.

Naan Sanho opened her eyes when the cup touched her finger; she hadn't been asleep at all, her consciousness was just being suppressed by hallucinations!

Rosalie was the last to wake up; the cup bumped against her several times before she slowly opened her eyes.

Puta was completely unaware of all this. When he finally realized what was happening, he found that everyone was already awake, which was beyond his expectations.

"I never imagined that the ordinary student of yesteryear would grow to be stronger than me—"

Leaning on his cane, Puda rebuked, "But you not only ruined my evil god ritual, you're also sabotaging my potion-drinking progress. Who's behind you? Aren't you afraid of the Church of the Natural Forest's retaliation?"

Upon hearing this, all the previously scattered clues suddenly came together for Richard.

Only now did he realize that Pudah and the Church of the Natural Forest were in cahoots. Pudah needed materials for his evil god rituals, and the church provided them. The church needed technical support to steal dragon eggs, and Pudah provided that. The bombing and shooting in Metz were likely also their doing.

Alice died in the bombing; they are the sinners!

Richard said, "So those who are causing trouble all over Mayz are you and the church."

Puta did not deny it: "Alis's situation was an accident. She shouldn't have been in the lab."

"She's your student."

"That's another matter—she shouldn't have been there in the first place."

At this moment, Edmund stood to Puta's side, unarmed, but his position blocked Puta's retreat route to the door. The group remained silent, their positions already formed; their unspoken understanding was honed during their battles in the abyss.

Naan Sanho made the first move! She pulled the canvas out of her pocket and flung it forward. The canvas unfolded in the air and condensed into tiny, sharp, arc-shaped throwing knives, which flew towards Puta from different angles.

Puta tried to dodge but couldn't get away cleanly; the throwing knife hit his arm, leaving several bloody holes.

Puta glanced down at his arm, quickly switched the cane to his left hand, raised his right hand, and clenched his fist.

The muscles in my arm bulged suddenly, and the small holes closed up the instant the muscles tightened, returning to normal!

Richard had never seen such an astonishing recovery speed. When Edmund was injured, it took Nolan several days to heal him after applying medicine, but Puta healed in seconds. This was the power of Knight Sequence Potions; High Ring Knights' physical recovery abilities far surpassed those of ordinary people.

Although Puta is an old man, he has taken the Knight's Potion, and his physical strength is actually higher than that of young people.

Pudah flexed his right fingers to make sure his joints were okay. He looked at Naansanho and said, "The Creator's stuff is certainly interesting. But this little thing can't penetrate my muscles, and it didn't even break my bones."

Naansanjo didn't speak, but took another canvas out of his pocket. This one was twice the size of the previous one, and when unfolded, the paint on it was a deep red.

While Puta's attention was on Naan Sanho, Richard raised his right hand and rubbed the ring face.

He was waiting for an opportunity. His new ability was to control living beings, but controlling living beings required concentrating his mind for about ten seconds to take effect.

Ten seconds is too long in a battle; Puta can't stand still and let him control it for ten seconds.

He needs an opportunity, a chance for Puta to be distracted or suppressed.

At this point, Naan Sancho also made his move with his second canvas.

Edmund charged at him from the side, and Puta blocked him with his cane, the cane and fist colliding with a dull thud.

Edmund's fist was deflected, but Richard had his chance.

The moment Puta bent down to pull away the throwing knife, his attention was distracted. Richard focused his mind on Puta's body and began to try to control him.

One second! Two seconds! Three seconds—he could feel Puta's body becoming clearer and clearer in his perception—

He stared at Richard's ring: "Are you controlling me?"

His trick seemed to have been seen through, and his previous attempt to divert attention had failed. Richard thought to himself, "It seems I'll have to find another way. Quickly eliminating Puta with control power is obviously unrealistic. He might have even called the Church of the Natural Forest for reinforcements. I must think of another way to end the battle faster!"

All we need is Puta's soul; offer your potion and body to me temporarily!

We will help you solve this problem!