Tang Qi could tell that Hal Locke actually wanted to act, wanted to vent in another way, such as forcing the one with the alluring aura in front of him, the so-called "ssenger," after all, beneath him was a soft white bed, wasn't it?
But unfortunately, he was still paralyzed, willing but powerless.
At this mont, Tang Qi also understood why the Black Muds considered the Vitsdon people the most adorable among their mbers, the "ssengers."
This life form before him possessed a miraculous ability to transform into "Mysterious Things."
Tang Qi stood within the Illusion Domain, hesitating no longer, using All-Knowing to observe the opponent.
If the target were the Young Creator, Tang Qi would certainly not act recklessly, but since it was only the servant, he had no reservations.
In the next mont, a sticky, smooth silver light burst forth, and complex Information Fragnts erged.
[Divine Entity: ssenger.]
[State: Avatar.]
[Information Fragnt One: One of the few remaining mbers of the Great Race of Vitsdon people, an ancient and mysterious life form; the Vitsdon people once had a glorious civilization and history. They even slaughtered more than one Divine, with each Vitsdon far surpassing humans and most species in intelligence; every adult Vitsdon was a "Great Polymath."]
[Information Fragnt Two: The extinction of the Vitsdon people stemd from a failed god-slaying attempt; for so unknown reason, they chose to attack the incredibly mysterious "Young Creator." The radiant civilization that once slaughtered Divines evaporated in an instant.]
[Information Fragnt Three: To preserve their civilization seed, several mbers among the Vitsdon people pleaded for forgiveness from the Creator and promised to serve Him eternally. These few mbers were the Engineer, Explorer, Judger, Cleaner, and ssenger.]
[Information Fragnt Four: The five surviving Vitsdon people were bestowed different powers by the Creator; the commonality was that they all obtained eternal life, but four mbers were stripped of the ability to reproduce and propagate, only the ssenger retained it, yet without the Creator's permission, he also couldn't reproduce his lineage.]
[Information Fragnt Five: The ssenger's powers include eternal life, evolution, ti travel, spatial transfer, mind control, Flesh Magic... She has transford into a kind of Divine; her body gathers all the experint results of the Vitsdon people, nad the "Life Equation" by the Engineer.]
[Information Fragnt Six: The source of the Life Equation is the Young Creator, an extended direction of his Creation Authority. If the ssenger's body descends, she could confront or even slay a Powerful God.]
...
"Life Equation, Creation Authority."
Tang Qi peered into new Hidden Knowledge, the Secret Information of a mysterious existence comparable to the Origin God Race.
Just the main Authority held by this opponent, is sufficient to illustrate the strength of the "Young Creator."
Creation of all things!
This Divine Power seems more terrifying than the Creation Authority held by Batum.
"However, if there truly exists a Supre Creator within the Endless Mystery, then entities like the Origin God Race, Destiny Bitch, Rotten Father God, and the All Spirits should have no room to exist. Since he can create all things, he must also be able to destroy all things; he should be the most powerful Supre."
"Black Mud once said, the Young Creator is only a new Supre, not stronger than the Origin God Race, and his goal is to create a new... Endless Mystery?"
"The Great Race of Vitsdon people serve him, conducting various experints for him, playing with nurous lives and worlds, accumulating data?"
"But even as an incomplete, young Creator, he certainly can't be confronted by soone like now."
These thoughts fell, but Tang Qi had no plans to leave this world.
Being certain that he can't confront the Young Creator does not an he wants to escape.
Since there is an opportunity to peek into the secrets of a Supre God, Tang Qi would not pass it up.
Moreover, the plot before his eyes seems to have beco more thrillingly interesting.
The imnsely powerful "ssenger" showed no reaction to Hal Locke's insults, as if the filthy words did not desecrate her.
As for Hal Locke's repeated attempts to insult the Creator, he couldn't at all.
The thought arises in his heart and is instantly extinguished.
The ssenger saw Hal Locke's confusion and anger and softly spoke with temptation:
"The universe within the laboratory is numbered SF1725, and at the birth of life within this universe, an imprint will be left by the Engineer deep in the soul."
"One of the settings: No life within this universe can desecrate the Great Creator."
"This setting cannot be violated, no matter your planet, even the human life form with a chance of ascending is the sa."
"This is your destiny, accept it."
The ssenger, beautiful like an Angel, but what she spoke was extrely cruel to Hal Locke.
Once again, he knew himself to be a toyed test subject, the world an illusion.
Hal ceased to blasphe, staring at the exceedingly beautiful "ssenger" before him, asking hoarsely, "Why not destroy ? Why let know this?"
"Because the Great Creator wants to play a ga. You are the beginning of a new playstyle, an intriguing prop."
The ssenger answered Hal while the wings behind her continually shed silver-gray feathers with a soft touch, gradually enveloping Hal Locke.
Each feather seed to possess extraordinary power, making Hal Locke feel the itch, as his body began to mutate.
In his mind, the ssenger's voice still echoed.
"According to the Engineer's habits, such experintal worlds will restart periodically; it's not complicated or difficult, just a remade design. So test subjects will still exist, so will disappear, but the tiline's developnt will change."
"After multiple restarts, the experintal world will be destroyed."
"Here's the bad news, this world only has one more chance before destruction."
"But you are lucky, for you have been glanced at by the Great Creator once, it was decided to give you, and this world a chance."
"He will leave a projection within this universe; the projection to the Great Master itself is exceedingly weak, minute, like a grain of sand in a sea of sand... You can use every conceivable thod to find the Great projection; as long as you manage a direct gaze once, this world will be free."
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Hal Locke couldn't utter a word, he was in the midst of a painful transformation.
His body remained paralyzed, but his soul was howling madly.
He watched helplessly as the "ssenger" slowly bonded completely with him.
If it were before he knew the truth, this scene would bring him extre joy, but now all he feels is humiliation.
Strange things were happening to him.
He was acquiring powers beyond his imagination, a vast and terrifying divinity seeped from the ssenger's body into Hal Locke's, transforming him completely.
Moreover, his things were reacting.
A peculiar, irresistible "communication" transpired between him and the ssenger.
There was no preamble, nor was he asked if he consented.
The seductive voice of the ssenger was in his ear.
"As a 'new prop', I will remodel you, with the permission of the Great Creator."
"Human test subject Hal Locke, you will gain power nearing that of a True God; no other test subject in this universe will truly be able to kill you."
"As a reward for being chosen, I am willing to reproduce with you so bloodline, I can guarantee they won't be experint subjects."
"This is a commoration, yes, a commoration."
"Such commorations have occurred many tis; when the number of test subjects and test worlds reaches a certain point, one tends to encounter interesting subjects, and I always enjoy communicating with interesting test subjects and leaving so offspring, you shall be one."
Normally, the ssenger's words would completely sap Hal Locke of strength.
But no, he had completely lost control over his body and could only passively endure it all.
Though Hal Locke's mind was tortured, his body was not.
The waves of unending bliss were crashing through him like a tsunami, sensitizing his senses, nearly drowning his soul.
Yet at this mont, the terrifying voice of the ssenger continued.
"You have gained much, given ti, you might ascend to godhood."
"But it's unfortunate, I think you cannot save this universe, save yourself or those you love, you will face the malice of many test subjects…and possibly be stopped by several other Vitsdon people."
Here, the ssenger paused, waving its hand to summon four figures.
The first figure was an intelligent being with a rcury-like body covered in gray spots, dressed in complex attire with countless organs and limbs, including billions of arms, fingers, or others, though none of this was important. What drew attention was the triangular eyeball on its forehead.
In that eye, it seed there were countless ominous shadows that could instill fear even in True Gods.
"He is the Engineer, the creator of all powerful life forms in your world, including yourself."
"Hoo"
Before Hal Locke could take a closer look, the second figure erged:
This being had a body like a flat black Venus flytrap, with a slight opening at its head revealing a black cicada-shaped creature covered in green eyes. As the "cicada" gazes, any living or dead thing held no secrets, infinite tendrils invisible to the naked eye emanate from it, surging towards the unknown.
"He is the Explorer."
The ssenger spoke, and two more figures appeared.
An oversized, bloated red robe covered most of its body, with only its head and four arms protruding. Its bird-like head wore a rusted iron crown, each arm holding a torch leaking flas, a broken sword, a self-coiling rope, and a cracked eggshell.
"He is the Judger."
"He is the Cleaner."
With the ssenger's final introduction, Hal looked to the fifth Vitsdon person.
This ti, he did not see an actual creature, but rely a pair of hands.
In the dark, void starry sky appeared a pair of terrifying silver-black hands covered in black cracks.
"Boom"
With a tremor in his soul, the ssenger's warning ca.
"The Engineer, Explorer, and Judger might rely hinder you lightly, but the Cleaner, you shall definitely be erased upon encountering him."
"This is one of the thrilling elents of the new gaplay, and the Great Creator hopes you won't face His most terrifying servant."
Saying these words, the ssenger already nearly completely attached to Hal Locke advanced its lips a short distance, completing the final ritual.
"Hiss…Hohoho"
At this abrupt mont, Hal's already restored body stiffened, his face glowing red with eerie expressions.
Red, white, and silver mixed liquid oozed from his pores all over, his eyes widened to the extre, filled with unstoppable fear, anger, and unwillingness.
This State lasted for a long ti, during which he continuously lost his Life Essence.
If he hadn't already acquired powers nearing those of a True God, along with the peculiar fertility Divine Arts, Hal Locke might have turned into a dry corpse.
ps: Thanks to Sesky the Alliance Hierarch, the black tiger suffering retribution, and naturally waking for their rewards.
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