"Hey! Hey! Do you hear me? Put on your pants! Eyes! My eyes! Protect my eyes, okay?!" Before Nesse could react, Willy Xiao kept shouting. Yell, point out all kinds of points that no one wants to hear. In this little time, it had jumped onto his shoulder, poking around with its only pointed foot.
Nesei turned around - in any position, he didn't even remember how he got there - grabbed his cloak and put it on, while vaguely feeling that he absolutely didn't need to do this. He clutched the buckle of his cloak convulsively, his face turned red, and he looked at the ghost falcon who had lost its direction and fell into a daze. After two seconds his sense came back. The first thing to do is of course...
Push Willie Shaw aside hard. Nesei stood in front of the ghost falcon again, trying to get it to open its mouth again - it wouldn't be too late to throw off the cloak after that. "Wait. Wait! Don't!
"Weili Xiao can't stop him no matter what.
Unless it says -
"Hey! It's totally unnecessary! There's no need... Look, the great Willy Xiao is here. Okay. Okay, okay! Listen to me, I have a simpler way!" The quill jumped. Back, a flurry of jabs and screams.
This isn't impressive enough. Nese thought. Then I heard Willy Xiao add: "It's not the last time! I really have a way! A way that I can handle. A way that can handle both void pollution and demon invasion. Anyway, it can handle void pollution. As for the other things, Almost, hey, hey, hey! You listen to me, you hear me out, unlucky kid——"
Nese held the quill in front of her and stared at it.
"Oh? What to do? Oh. You are listening."
Willy Xiao was stunned for a moment, then blinked slyly, "That's very simple. I'll tell you right away -"
"Become a god." Then it said confidently, word by word, "I. Come to make you a god——"
Nese let go of his hand and let Willy Xiao fall naturally, then turned around. Before turning around, he wanted to laugh or say a few sarcastic words, but he felt unable to laugh and did not want to speak. He stared at the ghost falcon expressionlessly. This strange spirit made a low purring sound and shot a fierce and hostile gaze. But this look still made him feel better than Willy Xiao's words.
Then he grabbed the bone awl again.
He wished Willy Shaw was joking. Or just exaggerated. Because if this statement were serious, it would only seem more ridiculous. He clearly remembered that Xiqisi and Yin Fomie were both gods. Yin Fomie is one of the twelve main gods of mankind. His sect was seriously involved in the previous major disturbances in the main material plane. But they were just as powerless as he was, not much different. Even just now, a shining golden Lord God was launched from this room like a pea to the other side of the universe.
Come and try it quickly. 】
Of course God is stronger than him. Of course becoming a god is better than what you are now. It's just that it's a bit far from enough. Not ridiculous enough. It was stupid and inappropriate to admit that I had expected something just now. But why should he suppress himself now? There is no need to suppress yourself.
He was disappointed.
Very disappointed.
"Hey-" Willy Xiao's voice called from behind. This time it said nothing. Nese made up his mind to think so. He was determined to feel funny, even if he couldn't laugh. He raised the bone awl, and then he felt a human hand clamp down on his shoulder, pulling him violently backwards. The strength of the hand was surprisingly strong, causing him to stagger back.
Nese tried several times but failed to break free. It wasn't until both his and the opponent's backs hit a ledge that he could barely twist his head over.
Willy Xiao, a strangely dressed humanoid with a wretched appearance, came into view. The occultist's eyes were round and not very big, and he said menacingly:
"What hasn't changed?! Hear me out!"
What's even more strange than being unable to break away from Willy Xiao is why he turned into a human again. It's not even just turning into human form.
Nesei looked at Willy Xiao with his real vision. For some reason, the nature of the quill with its tangled hairs was invisible. The mystic scholar's body was filled with steam, his limbs were colder and his center was warmer, liquid was circulating in his body, his nose was a little crooked, and his left shoulder was higher than the right. Neck muscle strain.
He is a human being. No matter how you look at it, it’s all personal.
This prevented Nese from interrupting him for a moment. Of course, as long as he didn't interrupt, Willy Shaw would keep nagging. Nese felt like a hopeless crew member, and as long as he didn't scoop out the water, the little dinghy of the right to speak would sink in the sea of occultists' nonsense. Willy Xiao's face quickly showed an expression of excitement and seriousness:
"What I want to turn you into is an absolutely powerful god. Not a big-haired chicken holding a small feathered chicken. But a real existence at the level of the laws of the universe. Just like Nesis, Blue Lewin, and the Featherless One .A god who can steadily survive the infection of the void."
"That's still a god." Nesai paused for a few seconds before confirming that the virtual ship had completely sunk.
"A god who can change the world." Willy Xiao said loudly, lowering his eyebrows and leaning closer, looking very mysterious for a moment, "Young man, do you know about the Great Deflection?"
"I have no idea."
"It doesn't matter. You will know soon." Willy Xiao said deeply.
…
What happened next happened very quickly. They fought--ran and fought--struggle--shouted (one party was shouted at unilaterally)--ran and fought for a long time. Go through thirteen rooms in total. Nese didn't want to recall this awful, somewhat chilling process. Then they fought again - running and fighting - fighting - shouting (one party was shouted at unilaterally) - running and fighting for a while. Go through fifteen rooms in total.
At every moment Nesse wanted to prevent this from happening.
But he couldn't stop it.
It was clear that as long as he stopped fighting, or was just a little careless, Willy Shaw could do the extravagant demands he made, as fast as Yang could roll to the other side of the universe. He now knows where that ability comes from, and is even about to know where the power of "making you a god" that the occult scholars clamored about comes from.
But he is not yet sure of defeating these...
Willy Xiao yelled and fell down on a soft chair with half of the cotton exposed. Nese took a second to confirm that this was not a fake move.
"I'm tired." The arcane scholar grumbled, "Human physical strength is limited."
He put his legs on the top of a pile of wooden boxes next to him, adjusted his posture, and looked over with his two small eyes, seeming to announce the end of the chase. "Why don't you want to become a god? It's so annoying. I have good intentions...what's the reason this time?"
It's incredible. Of course, human physical strength is limited. But how can it be the same for “people” who can raise their hands and transform others into gods? Nesei stared at him - the mystic was still human, his legs turning an acidic red, so he was indeed tired.
Unbelievable.
"I don't think there are any disadvantages?" Willy Xiao shook a hand back and forth, a human hand, "Your goal can also be achieved. There will be a lot more things you can do after that than that stupid method. You can even interfere with the operation of the laws of the universe. It would be great to make it develop in the direction you want, why not?"
Nesse was silent for a while.
"This is what he taught you," he said.
"I asked Yi Chaint for advice." Willy Xiao smiled indifferently, "So what?"
