Opportunities to meet a god?!

Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank. His first thought was that Catherine was going to hold a "welcome ceremony" for him, just like they had corrupted Emma.

That doesn't make sense. Based on the negative energy I showed last time, and my Illusionist profession, there's no need for a corruption ritual... Zhang Yuanqing was both confused and worried, but on the surface, he revealed curiosity and doubt:

"Meet a god? Heh, if you want to corrupt me with a high-level being and control me, then I refuse."

Even evil professions fear corruption and madness. Their own obsessions can lead to personality distortions, but they don't affect intelligence. However, if they suffer severe corruption, their intelligence will decrease.

Zhang Yuanqing said this to test Catherine.

If her purpose is to have him accept a ritual, then he has to think of a reasonable excuse to refuse.

Or, relying on being a clone, he could take a risk and withstand the "brainwashing" of a high-level being.

"You don't need to!"

Catherine smiled and said, "Your malice is like a bottomless swamp. It looks calm on the surface, but it can actually pollute a lake."

After teasing him, she said seriously, "Tomorrow night's battle may involve the gaze of high-level Overlords and even demigod-level experts. We need to add some insurance for ourselves."

"Insurance?" Zhang Yuanqing let a hint of anticipation show on his cold face.

But inside, he grew more solemn, because he had no reason to refuse. Who would refuse a life-saving trump card? Refusing would be suspicious.

Catherine smiled mysteriously and said, "To be precise, it's protection! Don't underestimate our Hunter Guild. Our foundation is much deeper than that of the orderly organizations."

Divine protection... Zhang Yuanqing's heart felt a little heavy. Sky Punishment dared to start a war, so they must have been fully prepared and confident, but the evil faction was not to be trifled with.

In a large faction confrontation, there is almost no such thing as one side overwhelming the other in terms of combat power or intelligence. Who wins and who loses depends only on human effort and divine will.

Furthermore, he was not sure whether the so-called "god" would see through his disguise. The clone perfectly replicated the original owner, but only up to the Overlord level and below. The methods and core of high-level beings could not be replicated, for example, the clone did not have a black heart.

It could not replicate or modify the functions of the Spirit Realm app and the devouring of character cards.

If the god Catherine mentioned sensed that he was a clone, then the identity of "Tongtian Jiaozhu" could not be used, and Hui Chang's plan would fall through.

But he didn't dare to risk the main body coming.

Feeling a bit of a headache, Zhang Yuanqing quickly thought of a solution.

Ten seconds later, he thought of a way, and looked at Catherine, who was wearing a black dress and looked bright and charming, and said lightly, "Protection? How will it protect me, and when does it start?"

"In half an hour." Catherine glanced at the clock.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded without changing his expression and said, "I'll be back in a moment."

Catherine stared at him: "What are you going to do?!"

Zhang Yuanqing "heh"d and said, "Make some preparations, I don't want to become a lunatic."

After saying that, his dark brown pupils reflected bizarre and motley dreams, and his body disappeared in the private room.

Catherine did not stop him.

The intersection of Queens and Manhattan, in an uninhabited house.

Beams of starlight lit up one after another, and Tongtian Jiaozhu and Ju Mang met in the bedroom.

Ju Mang quickly grabbed the Perfect Human Skin and handed it to Tongtian Jiaozhu: "Hurry back, I'm betting there are no bullets in the pool gun."

Now, he could only hope that the so-called "protection" was not a one-on-one service from the god to the devotees, otherwise, even cause-and-effect props might not be able to hide from the god's gaze.

After all, the level of the Perfect Human Skin was not high.

"If you lose the bet, this cause-and-effect prop will also be gone." The clone said with regret.

If he lost the bet, he would lose a Perfect Human Skin, but if he didn't bet, Hui Chang's plan would fail.

Zhang Yuanqing was like talking to himself in a mirror, analyzing the logic for himself: "Catherine said that gods cannot descend to the human world, which means you won't face the god directly. If you also rule out one-on-one service, then the probability of the cause-and-effect prop deceiving the heavens is extremely high."

The clone gave a thumbs up: "As expected of the main body, I'm a clone, I'm a noob, you're awesome!"

After saying that, the clone put on the Perfect Human Skin, restored his original appearance, and then reached out and wiped his face, re-disguising himself as Tongtian Jiaozhu. But his core was completely the character Zhang Yuanqing, bearing all the karma of the main body. In this way, he was a living person, not a clone.

"I'm leaving!" The clone waved his hand and disappeared into starlight.

Fifteen minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing returned to 69 Hamburg Street and reopened the door to the private room.

"If there really is any pollution, do you think you can stabilize your personality and state with your Illusionist skills?"

Catherine leaned lazily on the sofa, smiling playfully.

I knew you would think that. Smart people like to use their imagination and be confident in what they come up with.

Zhang Yuanqing said lightly, "Enough nonsense!"

He sat on the single sofa opposite Catherine, waiting for the time to arrive.

Tongtian Jiaozhu had only joined the Hunter Guild for a short time and could not completely trust the organization. In addition, he had a piece of the Holy Disk Fragment on him, and hearing that he was going to face the protection of a high-level expert, it was reasonable to be wary.

Under this circumstance, it was also reasonable to buy himself some time to prepare for defensive work.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Catherine became more convinced that she had guessed Tongtian Jiaozhu's thoughts correctly. She smiled charmingly,

She stood up gracefully and took out a canvas, a bowl of glossy black paint, and a purple glass bottle from the wooden cabinet in the corner.

She unfolded the canvas, pressed down the four corners with heavy objects, and then pried open the stopper of the glass bottle, pouring a dark green liquid into the black bowl.

Zhang Yuanqing sat aside, watching curiously.

Catherine stretched out a slender, crystal-clear finger, quickly stirring the dark green liquid in the bowl, and used her finger as a pen to draw snail-like runes on the canvas.

These runes were twisted and ugly, seemingly chaotic, but when combined, they had a strange harmony, like a whole, a whole that fit the Dao rhythm. Like countless mortise and tenon joints.

When Catherine finished drawing the last rune, the canvas suddenly surged with dark green light, condensing into a two-meter-high gate of light.

"Let's go in." Catherine smiled back and stepped into the gate of light.

Dark green ripples rose, and she passed through the gate of light and disappeared into the private room.

The god Catherine mentioned is not in the Spirit Realm... Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath and followed Catherine into the gate.

After a burst of dazzling light, Zhang Yuanqing found himself in a wide space. The gray-white sky had no sun and no moon.

The faint light of chaos, which was not clearly defined, filtered through the gray-white clouds, keeping this world in a state of semi-brightness.

What entered Zhang Yuanqing's field of vision was a scarlet lake, like a ruby inlaid on the earth.

Blood Lake? Blood Lake!

And the location of the Blood Lake was in God's Kingdom!

Is this the God's Kingdom mentioned by the Free Alliance?

Zhang Yuanqing's heart was pounding wildly, and he almost couldn't control his emotions. The god he was going to "meet" was really the god who created the Free Alliance.

Catherine walked to his side with a devout and respectful expression, and said in a low voice, "This is where the elders of the Free Alliance swore to overthrow the tyranny of the Vatican."

As expected... Zhang Yuanqing lowered his voice: "What exactly is a god, in the Blood Lake?"

Catherine nodded: "The Blood Lake is the place where He sleeps."

As she spoke, she knelt on the ground and prostrated herself in the direction of the Blood Lake, her smooth forehead touching the ground piously.

This should not be the Spirit Realm, but it is also not the real world. Is it the legendary secret realm? A secret realm opened up by a high-level expert, independent of reality! Zhang Yuanqing secretly guessed.

When Catherine straightened up, he asked, "Didn't you say that gods can't descend to the human world?"

"Who told you that's the god's true body?" Catherine's fair head was stained with mud, and she chuckled: "What's sleeping in the Blood Lake is His incarnation in the human world."

The incarnation in the human world... Zhang Yuanqing asked further: "What does the god's incarnation look like?"

Catherine smiled mysteriously!

"You'll know in a moment."

Under Zhang Yuanqing's gaze, she walked to the edge of the Blood Lake, cut her wrist with her fingertip, letting the blood turn into a trickle and flow into the Blood Lake. Then, she bent down and scooped up a handful of blood, and drank it, with her head raised; the scarlet blood dripped down her snow-white neck, giving off a kind of tragic and enchanting beauty.

The next moment, Catherine covered her ears and fell to the ground, letting out a heart-rending scream, as if suffering some terrible torture. The intense pain made her, who was an Overlord, roll all over the ground. After a dozen seconds, Catherine stopped rolling, staring blankly at the sky with dilated pupils.

After another moment, the light returned to her eyes, and she sat up, breathing out a sigh of relief as if relieved of a heavy burden.

She looked at Zhang Yuanqing and said with a smile, "Offer your own essence and blood in exchange for the divine water of the Blood Lake, and you will be protected by the gods. The divine water will make you tainted with the aura of the gods. Once you are attacked by a high-level expert, the gods will cast their gaze and save you."

The high-level experts I'm talking about are peak Overlords or demigods. The attacks of seventh or eighth level Overlords are not within the gods' field of vision. Doing this is mainly to add some insurance for us.

Will drinking the god's bathwater make me dumber on the spot? Zhang Yuanqing looked at Catherine and felt that her brain was quite normal, not broken, so he felt a little relieved.

In addition, he was relieved to find that he could gain protection in this way, because he did not need to face the gods directly, and he did not need to be served one-on-one by the gods, which greatly reduced the probability of his disguise being exposed.

He walked to the edge of the Blood Lake, and Catherine reminded him: "The divine water contains the power of the gods. If you drink too much, there are only two results. One is that your body will collapse and you will return to the Spirit Realm on the spot. The other is that you will become a terrifying monster. Although you will have the power to destroy everything, you will also lose your intelligence, which is equivalent to the death of your consciousness, and you will not be able to recover."

"This is also why we only add insurance for ourselves, instead of using the divine water to gain divine power."

Transformed into a terrifying monster? Is the god a Breaking Bad profession?

Zhang Yuanqing said, "How much should I drink?"

Catherine said, "You are at the peak of the Saint level, but your body is weak, so your intake should not exceed five liters."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded and scooped up a tiny bit with his palm.

This is unhygienic. Should I boil it before drinking it to kill the bacteria? He hesitated in his heart, but when he thought that he was a clone, he gritted his teeth and sucked it into his mouth with a "zi liu" sound.

Instantly, he felt like he was drinking magma, and the scorching sensation exploded on his tongue, rushed into his throat, and fell into his stomach.

Zhang Yuanqing only felt that his internal organs had been burned to charcoal. Even more deadly, he heard terrible whispers in his ears, like murmurs in a dream, like ancient languages he couldn't understand.

Like Catherine just now, he covered his ears and let out a heart-rending scream.

But at this moment, the pain in his body and soul could not hide the shock in his heart.

Demon Seed!

The Demon Seed at the bottom of the cruise ship's cabin!!