The [Yellow Robe King] has beco much more ticulous after undergoing a series of transformations.
At the sa ti, he is very clear that all of this creation is inseparable from the void.
Naturally, he won’t be stingy.
Apart from caring for the ssenger Han Dong, he will certainly also provide Pope with so assistance, secretly helping him consolidate the newly established King-class Domain.
However, just as the Yellow Robe King was peering into Pope’s state, his yellow garnt fluttered slightly.
"Hmm? As expected of the contemporary Elent, having gone through such a life-and-death battle across ranks, he’s managed to achieve such great gains... It seems he’s even obtained an insight that transcends the essence of demons.
In that case, it’s better to let him grow on his own, I won’t interfere."
Pope himself, through the duel with Mr. Teacher, gained valuable insights amid the brink of life and death.
Moreover,
An accidental, bizarre change is happening in Pope’s "Self Universe"... which is precisely why he hasn’t completed his reading tasks for so long.
The "Preaching Seed" released by Mr. Teacher drifts in the universe, unable to take root.
After the war,
While monitoring himself, Pope unexpectedly discovered that this "Preaching Seed," existing in ’the form of consciousness,’ still persists and even tries to invade Pope’s conscious body.
He attempts to analyze it using his star brain.
Intending to decipher Mr. Teacher’s secrets about preaching, preparing in advance for subsequent wars, and even allowing all demons to beco immune to the effects of preaching beforehand.
First, by colliding stellar particles against the seed, to eliminate the hidden risks within, severing the connection between the seed and Mr. Teacher.
However,
During such collisions, Pope gradually decrypted, analyzed, and comprehended the essence of "Preaching"... even slowly converting such preaching into sothing of his own.
The Yellow Robe King no longer interferes and shifts his gaze elsewhere.
"Right, there’s also a Shoggoth.
Unexpectedly, after so many years, such a slave race can also be selected as "Elent" and even be bestowed with a Demon Book, it seems there’s a great change in the overall situation.
I wonder if I can adapt quickly upon returning from this trip."
Eugene’s situation is slightly different.
Assigned to the underground area, he is mainly responsible for supervising and processing the writers imprisoned here, as well as their corpses... Unlike Han Dong and the others who have books to read, he naturally won’t have the possibility to visit the Curator’s room.
However, Eugene himself doesn’t care.
He is quite satisfied to collect enough ancient corpses in advance... Additionally, he has gathered many precious ancient corpses, which can be used as important cultivation materials in future practices.
Unlike other Demon Books, the core of the "Scripture of the Corpse Eating Cult" lies in corpse eating.
Currently,
Eugene’s left cheek is torn with a "second mouth" exuding the aura of the Demon Book, in a special state of practice by incorporating the Demon Book within the body.
The room is full of bite marks.
Eugene’s expression does not look good, seemingly stuck at so difficult node, unable to break through.
Various foul body fluids continuously seep out, and the individual becos increasingly irritable.
Suddenly...
A warm, soft substance pours into his body, instantly suppressing his restless mood, smoothing the path, allowing Eugene to cross the current cultivation threshold in a rather smooth manner.
Upon opening his eyes,
he sees the Yellow Robe King standing in front of him, multiple white jade tentacles touching his body.
"Lord Yellow Robe! Thank you for your blessing!"
Eugene clearly understands that everything just now was with the assistance of the Yellow Robe. He imdiately presses his entire body to the ground, piously prostrating himself.
"Hmm... You are very different from the Shoggoth I knew. Not only are most of the ’modification defects’ filled in,
but your intellect developnt is comparable to the Elder Race, even exceeding their average level.
Moreover, your affinity with the ’Scripture of the Corpse Eating Cult’ is absurdly high, and inside your body is mixed with the arm of a ’King of Ghoul,’ your experiences are also quite extensive.
Indeed, you can be called a perfect life, no wonder you beca "Elent."
Receiving such a high evaluation from the Yellow Robe King, the eyes scattered all over Eugene’s body blinked happily.
"By the way, where should you rank among the current batch of Elents? Second or third? I’m guessing the first would be that little guy in the void space?"
"I rank fifth among the current Elents, Pope ranks second."
"You are only fifth? And that little guy in the void isn’t first either... Is the quality of your batch this high? Who’s ahead of you?"
"Ranking fourth is Miss Sally, the Black Goat with the purest blood lineage in recent years.
Ranking third is the guy who defeated in the Elent Ga, Aslan from the Terminal North Continent... As for the Elent who surpassed Pope to rank first in the contemporary, it’s a ridiculously strong madman.
Coming from the center of Chaos, and intrinsically the Abyss’ Green."
"No wonder he surpassed the void, turns out he’s from the chaos interval... Your batch is truly interesting. Develop well, I’m optimistic about you.
By the way,~ who is your Shoggoth clan currently under among the Old Kings?"
"I’ve fought for the tribe’s freedom from ’departing the South Pole’, currently with no subjugation.
However, Mr. Eugene in the void space has been quite caring towards and the tribe."
"Oh? Freed from the control of the Elder Race, and upon recognition, still without Old King to belong? This is good, as I’m returning to the original world to reclaim the upper rank authority.
You can belong under my command, to work for ."
Upon hearing this, Eugene’s eyes widen suddenly,
The opportunity he’s always pursued unexpectedly appears before him without warning, leaving him montarily at a loss for actions.
Precisely because there is no shelter,
Without the Old King providing backing,
many tis he has to swallow his pride, many resources must be obtained on his own, in addition to considering themselves, he must also take care of the fundantal aspect of the whole tribe.
Once they can fall under an Upper Being, his burden will significantly lessen, not to ntion the whole Shoggoth tribe’s developnt will enter the right track, potentially rapidly expanding in the short term.
However...
Just when Eugene instinctively wants to agree, he’s suppressed by another kind of rationality.
"Lord Yellow Robe, we Shoggoth long for the protection of the Old Kings, to have a place to belong... But there is sothing I can’t ignore.
Nicholas is your ssenger,
Not to conceal, we are on the sa team, yet we hold an ’antagonistic relationship,’ eventually, I will defeat him head-on.
Moreover, I received instructions from the void upon leaving the Antarctic.
Mr. Eugene has packed the "Black Flesh Mountain" inside ... I am the master of the Shoggoth, and in the future, I must beco King, creating a King Domain that belongs to my people.
Our body-modification-based practices conflict with your soul attributes, following you might add quite so distress instead.
Thank you for your recognition..."
After Eugene finished this speech, the Yellow Robe had disappeared.
However, Eugene had no regrets for the decision made, on the contrary, determination filled the eyes all over his body.
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