Yi Song’s love is real.
He loves everyone in this world.
He is their "psychologist," and they are his "patients."
The girl who wants to jump off a building, the middle-aged woman abused by her husband, the boy who slits his wrists, the lonely old man who lost his son... he equally "heals" them, helping them gradually erge from the shadows. They see him as a worldly lover, but he only fancies himself as a "doctor." He doesn’t pursue physical relationships nor does he care about beauty or ugliness; he remains forever impartial and equal.
Many people on the forum disapprove of him, thinking he is flirting yet claims righteousness. He doesn’t seek others’ understanding, nor does he need to clear his na or seek praise; being infamous is also a form of celebration for him.
Nature Angel Tiffany, Harvest Angel Candice, Deceit Demon Evelyn, Steam God Latimore... Yi Song "healed" them in turn, granting them happiness. Finally, Yi Song set his ultimate goal—"Demon Mother Goddess Isabel."
Ah, the Demon Mother Goddess is alone, without tears or love and hate! The flower blooming in hell, how lonely it must be!
Yi Song used the guise of a sacrifice to mingle with the Demon Mother Goddess, singing his love day and night.
The Demon Mother Goddess found him amusing and didn’t kill him. Yi Song persistently sought to convert her, playing all kinds of gas with the Demon Mother Goddess, fulfilling his "doctor’s" heart. He also beca one of the few among the players with a way to contact the High Dinsions.
"Su Ming’an must be trying to find a way to contact the High Dinsions." Yi Song whispered, "Isabel, are you interested in talking to him?"
The tendrils quivered, and with a "swish," they pierced through his abdon, stirring around.
Yi Song’s expression turned to joy, as if this brought him great happiness.
"Is that so? Do you want to et him? Alright." Yi Song, self-taught, understood the response of the Demon Mother Goddess and climbed out of the sticky tendril chamber.
He stretched lazily as the wound on his abdon gradually healed.
Good morning to all the "patients" of the world, today is a brand new day.
...
[Days: 4 days/25 days]
[Day Four.]
[You have learned the truth 28000000*3029*423273030 tis.]
[You went to the Undead Territory, arranged matters, and decided to go out to hunt and grow stronger.]
[Seeking the Peak Clan and slaying God has beco your goal.]
[Facing the vast morning light, you are fearless.]
...
"Drip drop..."
The morning light sprinkled down.
Su Ming’an retracted his claws, and the body of Abyss Lord Leto Sully gradually fell.
All the Blood Clan prostrated themselves before Your Highness, gazing in shock at Su Ming’an. This obscure black-haired youth had actually killed their deity with a single claw.
Everything just now was simple—Su Ming’an reached the Divine Realm, and with a single swing of his claws, Leto Sully fell.
The Third-level God couldn’t withstand a single claw from Su Ming’an.
"...Once you looked down on the Jellyfish, never expecting today’s scene." Su Ming’an looked at her body, his tone one of lancholy rather than mockery.
...
"Ding dong!"
[You have risen to (Seventh Rank)! Subsequent experience is temporarily stored, please complete the rank breakthrough task!]
[Seventh Rank Advancent Task:
1. Kill a creature with a combat power above 5000. (Completed)
2. Engage in a face-to-face interaction with a High Dinsion being. (Completed)
3. Possess at least one Gold Level equipnt, prop, skill, or pet. (Completed)]
...
"Ding dong!"
[You have advanced to (Seventh Rank One) player.]
...
[You have advanced to (Seventh Rank Three) player.]
...
[You have acquired the skill: "Give You a Callia" (Excluded Level)]
[Content: After activating this skill, randomly summon flowers, which may include ordinary roses, moonflowers, morning glory, Isa Flower, or possibly a cannibal flower, giant poisonous rose, or Flower Angel "Flora." (No cooldown, each summon consus 100 mana points)]
[Remark: "Bloom! Bloom! This is my ti to seize it all!"]
...
[You have acquired the item: "Abyss Divinity" (Purple Grade)]
[Type: Food]
[Description: After consumption, transform any life into a body infinitely close to the ancestor, gaining a prolonged life, formidable attack power, and vigorous appetite.]
[Remark: "If you’re dead, you won’t be lonely, sad, or in pain... I am truly not afraid."]
...
Su Ming’an pressed his hand against his chest.
For so reason... at the mont of devouring flesh, he felt an extrely intense satisfaction. It was as if he inhaled a great amount of Roseblood at once, intoxicating and blissful.
"It seems there is an addictive nature. There is power, and there is a price... very fair." Su Ming’an struggled to expel the intoxicating sensation. No wonder one of the previous 20 endings was him devouring even his hotown.
"Hold on, hold on..." he repeatedly admonished himself.
Just hold out until the last day.
Just hold out until the last mont.
Hold out until... he finally closes his eyes.
That’s right, the Abyss Divinity... if Lü Shu eats it, he should have the foundation for becoming a god. Lü Shu’s body, being of the Blood Clan, wouldn’t have much rejection.
Su Ming’an extended his hand to try the skill.
"Give You a Callia."
The next mont, a bunch of white morning glory rested in his palm.
This skill is entirely random. Its most broken aspect is this randomness, with each usage fixedly consuming 100 mana points and no cooldown, allowing for the potential summoning of an angel with combat power of five or six thousand by nonstop usage.
"Give You a Callia."
"Give You a Callia..."
He repeated, as roses, moonflowers, crabapples... many flowers gradually piled around him, encircling him and Leto Sully’s body. The Blood Clan bowed their heads, trembling, and no one dared to make a sound, the youth’s voice echoing in the empty hall.
At this mont, in his repetitive monologue, he suddenly felt lonely.
...as if it were a loneliness destined to end.
A loneliness approaching conclusion.
A loneliness that, having traversed a thousand mountains and rivers, walked the complex mortal world, is finally poised to fall into the void. Thousands of adventures, countless tears and laughter, will ultimately fade into nothingness.
"Give You a Callia..."
Petals fluttered.
He hung his head, clutching his heart.
A pure white callia fell into his palm.
...
["May glory and praise be unto our Heavenly Father. With infinite love and grace, He blesses us with every joy and blessing in life."]
["May glory be unto the Lamb of God, who unveils the sealed Heavenly Book with his flawless holy hand, guiding all into his preordained divine mysteries and eternal wisdom."]
[After the worship, all beings took up their knives and forks and headed to the dining table.]
[——"The Last Supper"]
...
"...The Lighthouse God shall forgive your sins."
A blonde youth with green eyes, crowned and dressed in holy robes, Boris, placed his hand on a believer’s forehead.
A halo floated from the believer’s forehead, rging into a glass lighthouse model in Boris’s hand, revealing words: [Faith Value: 9829/10000].
This was Boris’s crafted "faith" collector, akin to Xiber’s Rusty Key. Once it reached 10,000 points, it signified that the faith value had reached the minimum threshold for becoming a god.
Boris had been gathering faith in Luowasha, creating the image and holy scriptures of the "Lighthouse God." His occupation lent his preaching an almost brainwashing effect. Now, the "Lighthouse Church" was spreading across many nations in Luowasha.
"It’s already 9829 points, Father God..." Boris smiled.
He tucked the glass lighthouse into his bosom and went to the next nation to preach.
Before the final annotation arrives, this will be his one and only, final endeavor.
...
[Days: 5 days/25 days]
[The fifth day.]
[You have killed Abyss Lord Leto Sully, ranked twenty-seventh.]
[Forge ahead into the future!]
...
After tracking traces of God all day and night, Su Ming’an arrived at Plague Island by evening.
The sky was blood-red, filled with fiery clouds, clustered like fish scales.
Tens of thousands of wraiths, witch monsters, zombies, bone artisans marched on the hell magma, blocking Su Ming’an’s path, forbidding mortals from entering this place.
Su Ming’an slightly closed his eyes, his left hand crystalline, blossoming with bright red Manzusha flowers and roses, with crimson branches intricately winding around his fingers—this was his newly discovered use of skills, combining flowers and weapons to enhance the weapon’s blood-sucking ability, much like enchantnt.
Facing countless sharp bone knives, Su Ming’an’s expression was indifferent, not like he was about to kill, more like he was attending a funeral.
"Who are you! Why have you co here!" shouted a wraith.
"I’ve co to find soone." Su Ming’an recited calmly, like a dirge before a funeral: "Plague Demon Alykxia. Creator of the world’s plagues, viruses, and diseases, spreading smallpox, the Black Death, and cholera."
Before the wraith could reply, a green shadow flashed by, attacking Su Ming’an!
Su Ming’an was unfazed, moving his left hand, the Theselotis Devouring Claw lifted upward and viciously pierced through that shadow!
"Drip drip drip..." Blood flowed down.
A beautiful woman, with green horns on her forehead, wings on her back, her upper body covered with green spider webs, her lower half coiled like a snake, clutched her chest, coughing up blood, glaring at Su Ming’an. It was Plague Demon Alykxia.
She had anticipated being hunted down, especially since she had pledged allegiance to the Master of the End of All Things. But she hadn’t expected the one coming for her wouldn’t be the gods but a seemingly young man!
"Kill him! Kill him for ! Damn it, who exactly is he, how with just a claw makes so weak!" The woman’s face was pale, blood flowing incessantly, her snake tail waved, transforming a large mass of green liquid into thousands of undead creatures, swinging bone knives at the black-haired youth!
"Swish swish swish——!" The wave of white bones surged, yet amidst a sudden flood of spatial waves, all turned into pure white bone powder.
Dark brown robes drifted, slender strings drawing traces as the black-haired youth’s figure soared through the air, landing beside Alykxia in an instant.
Alykxia’s array of viruses couldn’t breach the Lamb Barrier surrounding him.
The crystal-like claw swung, instantly piercing through her body!
"Ah——!"
She let out a wretched cry and slowly fell.
The erald eyes wept blood, lying on the ground with resentnt:
"You... Who exactly are you? Olivius... Is it you? Are you here to avenge , avenge your sister’s death by my plague..."
Su Ming’an’s pupils constricted slightly, as if suddenly hearing a dreadful news while leisurely drinking tea. He closed his eyes for a mont, shook his head:
"No."
"I am not Olivius, I am called... Su Ming’an."
"I am not here to judge you for your sins, nor would I use the reason of saving two worlds through apotheosis to highlight my nobility."
"Hate . I am rely committing acts of slaughter, a villain completely devoid of compassion. I am not the magnificent and righteous [Savior Olivius], I am Luowasha’s [Villain Su Ming’an]."
He closed his eyes and delivered the final claw.
"Pfft!"
At the mont the blood splattered, all fell silent.
When the deity died, countless wraiths, witch monsters, zombies, bone artisans all turned into bone powder and vanished.
Dust to dust, earth to earth.
Such tranquility in the world.
Su Ming’an withdrew his claw, with fingers adorned with bright red Manzusha flowers and roses, stained with fresh blood, the flowers beca more radiant and lush.
He stood up from the mountain of piled bones, the blood-red sunset casting behind him, blooming with a blood-gold brilliance—for killing the Plague Demon, he rushed from the surface plane to the hell plane, traversing lava hell and Asasi hell, slaughtering countless plague creatures summoned by the Plague Demon, leaving a spectacular heap of corpses.
Standing atop the highest mountain of corpses, the black-haired youth raised his head, a strand of blood-red sunset fell upon his forehead, eyes sparkling.
...
["In that case, he will stand in opposition to and the new protagonist—then he becos the [Villain]."]
["From savior to demon king... ah, what a fascinating the."]
["This defies his true heart. He should be saving the world, not becoming a demon king."]
...
Su Ming’an closed his eyes, the Devouring Claw even more brilliant, a torrent of imnse pleasure washed over him, nearly drowning him.
Level ascended from Seventh Rank Three to Seventh Rank Five. The higher the level, the harder it is to ascend.
At this mont, a vague voice ca beside his ear: "Su Ming’an, you are truly diligent."
"Shut up." Su Ming’an closed his eyes: "Master of the End of All Things."
Along this path he tread, the voice of the Master of the End of All Things began appearing by his ear. The Master of the End of All Things grew increasingly strong, no longer needing dreams.
"Perhaps, I do not intend to annihilate you. But alas, as a rule of entropy increase and destruction, if I do not destroy you all, I lose my own purpose." The Master of the End of All Things said:
"The cosmic scale is vast; without ascending to higher dinsions, all are ants. I once deed you a fallen soul, wishing only to be an ordinary person. Unexpectedly, you embarked on the path of dinsional ascension, even more earnestly than the Inorganic God Theselotis once was. Well done, very well done."
"Inorganic God?" Su Ming’an raised his gaze. Could the Inorganic God initially have been like him? Losing oneself amidst endless devouring...
The Master of the End of All Things suddenly said: "By the way, are you interested in listening... to the whereabouts of my heir?"
Su Ming’an opened his eyes a sliver: "Heir?" But he imdiately realized who it was, casually replied: "Not interested, but you may speak."
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