Soon, the black God came to the scroll. He turned back to Fang Xiu and gave a cruel smile, then plunged into the scroll.
Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu was not angry. He had no need to be angry at a person who was bound to die, and he still rushed to die on his own.
The day the Angel Son was born was the day the Black God died.
When the black God's body was completely inserted into the scroll, an incredible scene occurred. His figure appeared on the scroll, as if it had been shrunk countless times, like a maggot struggling to crawl towards the full moon in the sky, and finally slipped away. Dive into it with a sound.
boom!
There seemed to be a loud noise, and the water in the pool began to boil, as if some terrifying existence was about to be born.
The next moment, the water in the pool made a splashing sound, pouring crazily into the painting. It felt like pulling out the plug at the bottom of the swimming pool.
A terrifying whirlpool formed above the water.
Fang Xiu, who was still sucking the water from the pool, suddenly found that he couldn't suck anything anymore. Not only that, his body began to flow into the scroll uncontrollably, following the water in the pool.
He did not resist, but allowed himself to be absorbed by the scroll, taking the opportunity to understand the birth process of the Angel Son.
Soon, the water in the pool poured into the scroll together with Fang Xiu. At that moment, Fang Xiu seemed to be surrounded by hundreds of millions of crazy believers, and the crazy praises in his ears were deafening.
Gradually, the painting began to fade, and all the colors poured into the moon. The moment Fang Xiu entered the moon, the vast and terrifying holy light melted him directly like the waves of the angry sea.
At the same time, in the space nodes of the outside world, a full moon that covered the sky and the sun slowly rose, and grand and strange murmurs resounded throughout the world.
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Holy city, church.
Fang Xiu sneaked into it again. After understanding the way to break the situation, he still chose to sneak in quietly, leaving everyone behind to stop the Black God.
Since the absorption speed cannot be compared to the sixth level, then absorb it first.
Just like Bolt is said to be the fastest, when can he beat him?
In a 100-meter race, if he stands at the starting point of 100 meters and you stand one meter away from the finish line, you can win.
Plop!
Fang Xiu jumped into the paint pool and repeated the previous operation, retaining only the Forbidden Heart and the Angel's Taotie Law, and started the crazy absorption mode.
However, he only absorbed it for five minutes when violent fighting sounds were heard outside the church, as well as the exclamations of Yang Ming and others.
Yang Ming shouted: "Xiao Bai! You can't die!"
Fang Xiu's heart moved in the paint pool. Was he discovered so soon?
It seems that the Black God is also sensitive to the water in the pool.
Fang Xiu ignored the fighting outside and continued to absorb. Due to the false start, he formed quickly this time. The wings composed of colorful pigments slowly took shape, already half a meter in size, and became more and more complete as they formed. , his fusion speed is getting faster and faster.
But there is still a big gap between the mature body of the black god last time, which was five meters in size.
"Fang Xiu! How dare you!" The black God's roar suddenly sounded.
boom!
The church was directly exploded by the terrifying holy light, revealing the scene outside.
At this time, the black god's wings were cut off again. He was in a mess and looked furious. Behind him were Wuwei Laodao and others who were desperately chasing after him.
"Captain, we can't stop him!"
When the black God saw that there was no human form in the pool, his eyes were split. He didn't even think about talking anymore and plunged directly into the paint pool.
Wuwei and others were blocked from the barrier of faith and stared blankly.
In the paint pool, as the Black God entered, Fang Xiu immediately felt that his fusion speed had slowed down a lot, and the water in the pool was snatched away by a more powerful devouring force.
"The son of the angel is mine! No one can take it away!" The black god roared angrily, merging with the water in a frantic way without his life.
This time, although Fang Xiu won at the starting line, for the 100-meter race, he was only ten meters ahead.
At this time, the gap between him and the Black God was like that between an ordinary person and Usain Bolt. A ten-meter advantage was better than nothing.
As time went by, the formation speed of the Black God gradually caught up with Fang Xiu, but Fang Xiu did not sit still and wait for death, but took the initiative to attack. He planned to kill the Black God before he could surpass himself.
He manipulated his unformed body and slammed into the black God, but it was useless and had no lethality at all.
It was like two water balloons colliding in the water and then bouncing away.
At this moment, Xiu finally understood why the Black God said before: "Don't worry, I won't destroy your body that you have worked so hard to condense. I will let you watch me become the son of an angel step by step!"
It turns out it’s not that I don’t want to, but that I can’t.
After the body completely melts, it seems to have returned to the original state of life, that is, a fetus, or even a fetus.
How to fight between frightened people?
You can only compete with who absorbs more nutrients, has higher quality, and ultimately swims the fastest to enter the picture first.
In the end, Fang Xiu could only watch the black god taking shape little by little, slowly surpassing himself, and then entering the picture.
The son of the angel came again, and Fang Xiu also dissolved again.
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After that, Fang Xiu tried many times, but without exception, they all ended in failure.
Is it still a dead end after all?
Even if he finds a way to break the situation, he is limited by his own strength.
But since it was Zhou Qingfeng's conspiracy, how could there be a certain death situation?
unless……
"Brother Xiu, should we go to the West?" Yang Ming urged while smoking a cigarette in the headquarters.
Because Fang Xiu had been silent alone for a long time.
After hearing Yang Ming's words, Fang Xiu slowly raised his head. His body was sunk deeply into the large leather sofa. The room was dim and filled with smoke, and his face was hidden in the shadows. A pair of extremely deep eyes slowly swept across the crowd. Like a demon watching the world from the abyss.
Looking at the people standing in front of him, Fang Xiu thought of a way to surpass the black god.
The Black God starts with level six, but he only has level four. If he wants to defeat him in the pool, he must have the foundation of level six.
The key lies in Yang Ming and others.
Yang Ming and others, who were being watched by Fang Xiu, felt a little frightened in their hearts, as if something bad was about to happen.
Suddenly, Fang Xiu stood up and said slowly to everyone: "Let's go to the west."
"Yes! Captain!"
