The term "monster nanny" may sting Gregor a little:
"It doesn't matter. If you have other things to do, just do it. I'm willing to be the nanny."
Myrobalan looked at Gregor playfully, and jumped to the left and then to the right mischievously to see the expressions on the other two faces.
Just when Gregor was about to go berserk, Myrobalan threw out a message:
"You think I don't know what your plans are?
I just want to see if this guy can really stabilize his balance. If not, you don't mind swallowing all five of them at once, at least in terms of the number of carriers, completely crushing me. "
The old man's dark green eyes looked at Myrobalan steadily and nodded slightly:
“At this moment, I wonder if the insidious person I devoured is a fake... Is the cunning person better than the insidious person?
I admit, I do have this plan, but what can you do?
Anyway, these three sides of my image cannot be revealed to the public. They may lose control again at any time. How bad can it be? "
The blond young man laughed:
"Actually, I also expect you to do that. You are very smart. After forming three faces, you will not continue to devour. Even if you have the temperament of a greedy person, you can suppress your desires...
I believe that even if you swallow one more, the result will be complete disintegration. Next, I will pick them up one by one. Then, I will lose control. With my characteristics of being a tolerant, I may have to sleep for a hundred years in the world of source spirits... "
Gregory's face became very gloomy and ugly.
Damn Harile, he revealed his real fear in one sentence.
Myrobalan was not happy because the old man was speechless:
"In that case, maybe I will also be in trouble, devouring so much, getting closer to Him... then I won't be able to stop... Do you understand the meaning of the Tolerant?
I will integrate all of humanity into one.
Finally, under the washing of the reincarnation, all humanity gathered together to achieve divinity, and finally swallowed the genius together, and he returned completely.
Control the entire manifested world and the world of origin spirits to a level that only a true god can achieve, and embark on a truly sacred path...
Of course, as myrobalan, I will no longer exist. "
Gregory nodded with difficulty and gave a rare affirmation to Myrobalan's judgment:
"Even if the guy in front of me can achieve balance, I will no longer have any intentions against you and him... Can we really prevent the final fusion?"
Myrobalan didn't reply and looked up into the void.
His blue eyes became extremely deep and dotted with stars, as if there were infinite stars moving in them.
Immediately, the two felt the calm on the ground.
The squirming monster stopped struggling and mutating, and slowly turned into a pile of dissolved blood, with countless light spots flickering in the blood.
After a while, something slowly bulged in the center of the blood-stained mass, getting higher and higher, and the surrounding blood-stained debris gathered together.
Not long after, a tall humanoid monster appeared, with a red surface, like a prisoner whose skin had been peeled off.
In the blink of an eye, the red color disappeared, and the young Angus stood there with a warm smile on his face.
The last remaining blood and scraps of flesh were instantly energized, turning into a fit and straight black uniform, even the black leather shoes were shiny.
"Two adults, I succeeded!"
Angus bowed slightly, put his right fist on his left chest, and saluted the two of them.
Myrobalan's eyes flashed:
"Very good, or are the persistent ones more enlightened, and the keen Angus has been digested by you?"
Angus' expression remained the same:
"I have been practicing hard for many years, but I have never seen the grace of the Lord of God, until a keen person came to find me!
I know that this is God’s response to my piety and perseverance! I can't live up to this honor! "
Gregory's face turned a little pale.
For the first time, he thought about his situation purely with wisdom rather than emotion.
The guy in front of him who only had five carriers gathered together, no matter whether he was Angus or not, his fusion degree surpassed that of the betrayer who fused fourteen carriers.
Is this the difference between IQ and understanding?
The blond young man laughed and nodded to "Angus":
"Very well, Angus, well, the name doesn't matter, let's call you Angus, you gave me a surprise! Maybe our plan can really succeed!
Of course, the premise is that this three-faced trash can not lose control! Otherwise, he will inevitably become the nourishment for you, or that genius, or that reincarnation person..."
When the old man was about to argue, the stern look in his eyes made him feel guilty, and he did not dare to deliberately provoke and refute.
"At present, we have not achieved a stable triangle relationship. The genius and the reincarnation are either hiding or secretly coveting each other. They cannot escape their fate. We will eventually face it."
"Yes, sir. If there is a chance, I hope to get some compensation from the betrayer. Otherwise, I am too weak."
"Haha, go get it yourself. I don't care. The genius can be yours. Of course, if you can find the reincarnation, I still don't mind..."
In the midst of laughter, the figure of the blond young man disappeared.
Gregory was a little stunned. After checking with his mental power, he found that Myrobalan had really left.
He turned to look at Angus, who was still standing there quietly, and his mood became extremely bad:
"Compensation? Do I owe you? What compensation do you want?
I have betrayers, devout people, indifferent people, noble people, unyielding people, humble people, benevolent people, emotional people, greedy people, compassionate people, insidious people, despicable people, arrogant people, cruel people, prejudiced people, well, And a hypocrite! "
Young Angus looked at Gregor quietly:
"Sir, you are squandering natural resources! It is also because you are trapped in a cocoon by greed! The unyielding and the persistent are naturally in harmony with each other, and the pious, indifferent, compassionate and noble are naturally in harmony with my identity as an ascetic monk!"
Gregory was furious and laughed:
"In other words, do you want the pious, the indifferent, the noble, the unyielding, and the compassionate?"
Angus nodded:
“It’s better to also be humble, kind and compassionate.”
Dark green eyes narrowed:
"Are you seeking death?"
Angus shook his head firmly:
"No, it's a win-win situation. Your IQ and status are really not commensurate with each other. The distance between the word understanding and you is, in Dongtu's words, as irrelevant as a horse or a cow.
Strip away the several kinds of human nature I mentioned, and your strength will be greatly improved. You will no longer look like this invisible three-faced monster, and you will no longer be at risk of losing control.
Because betrayers, greedy, insidious, despicable, cruel, arrogant and prejudiced people are born in the same camp! "
"Hahaha! That's ridiculous!"
The old man slapped the table and stood up, and the exquisite small dining table, the fine wine on the table, and the dazzling wine utensils all disappeared in an instant.
"boom……"
A booming black light curtain instantly enveloped the entire dungeon, including the graceful Angus!
A smile appeared on Angus's lips!
He didn't even use the black light to compete, and allowed the black screen to swallow him up!
A black hole-like existence instantly formed in the center of the dungeon. Everything around it was trapped inside, and even light seemed unable to escape.
A smiling blond young man walked out of the void, as if he had been waiting for the two to start fighting.
He waved his hand and the black hole disappeared.
Myrobalan does not want to destroy the Glory Cathedral and destroy this glorious city.
In the world of source spirits, a huge black vortex suddenly appeared.
The black vortex that spread across half of the sky pulled the entire dark world into pieces, and countless blank spaces and other manifest worlds and source spirit worlds were trembling!
Various turbulent undercurrents, surrounding the huge endless whirlpool, are rushing wildly and irregularly, rolling up huge waves.
Due to the extremely powerful force, Myrobalan's figure appeared extremely huge. He looked at the entangled, expanding, and contracting vortex with a smile, and stepped heavily.
At this moment, the world of Yuanling suddenly became calm, with countless undercurrents flowing slowly and calmly.
The huge whirlpool also suddenly separated, like the yin and yang of genius, forming two small whirlpools of about the same size, still rotating back to back.
If Wei Ling were here, he would definitely think that the classic Daxia Taoist yin and yang fish were inverting and evolving each other.
The golden light in Myrobalan's eyes flashed and he licked his lips, but he had no desire to join.
After a while.
After this moment, perhaps in the manifest world, it will be several days or more than ten days later.
Two small energy vortices, like a small galaxy, stopped rotating, and two huge stable energy bodies took shape.
In an instant, two humanoid energy bodies flashed next to Myrobalan.
Dear Pope, you have lost two other faces.
Gregor's eyes were filled with malice as he stared at Myrobalan:
"Is this your plan?
Do you know that obsessive people must be very strong, but you deliberately choose sharp people?
In the end, they will strip me of part of my carrier? "
Myrobalan shook his head slightly, but his smile remained:
"Why didn't you devour them and completely disintegrate them, and then I'm here to devour them one by one again?"
The only face left of Gregory was vicious, spiteful, and hateful:
"This is not a conflict. How about you try it now?"
Myrobalan shook his head again:
"Meaningless."
Young Angus has a tall and straight figure, a calm, tenacious and peaceful expression. There is even a white light around his body, which makes him look very holy, and he looks so eye-catching in this dark world.
At this moment, Angus is more like an angel!
He finally got his wish, peeling off the pious, indifferent, noble, unyielding, compassionate, humble, loving and sentimental people that Gregor had swallowed, and integrating them into one.
At this moment, Angus' face was full of justice and nobility. Even when he looked at Myrobalan, his previous respectful and humble expression was gone, with a condescending contempt:
"Lord Harile, although you are still a being that I need to look up to, I still think that you betrayed the Lord of God, lacked a sense of responsibility and mission, and even lost your basic humanity!
God has given us everything, and our sacrifice is a glory! I will not give in to evil beings like you! "
"Haha, you are right, Angus! You are more like the Pope than this cruel old guy. You are the real messenger of God! You are His incarnation in this world!"
Myrobalan clapped his hands and applauded, although there would be no applause in this spiritual world.
However, the voice message that Myrobalan dropped immediately cast a shadow on Angus's sacred image:
"It's a pity that your so-called justice, holiness and nobility, your so-called piety and perseverance, compassion and humility are still achieved through cannibalism!"
Myrobalan's message is full of vicious ridicule.
