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Lezhuo screamed in horror and looked at the blood pouring out of his wrist in disbelief.

His palm was cut off by Luo Chun when the chain was entangled, blocking the chain from continuing to entangle.

Lezhuo took out the healing potion and sprinkled it on the broken area. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he shouted angrily at Luo Chun: "What are you doing!"

Luo Chun took out a tissue and wiped the blade gently: "If you don't chop it off, do you want to wait for death?"

Le Zhuo was stunned and opened his mouth to refute, but he saw that the severed hand was gradually melting and turning into an extremely pure energy. However, this energy did not merge into the formation, but was suspended around Song Nan and turned into a thin film. , wrapping it inside like an egg.

Song Nan frowned and raised his hand to lightly touch the film. Unexpectedly, the silver chain floated carefully and wrapped around his fingertips like a tamed little animal.

'System, what's going on?Where are the gods? '

[Ding - data shows that "god" has arrived. 】

Song Nan was confused and suddenly turned around and looked at the chairman.

His golden eyes were dim, and behind him, black mist surged, and frightening muffled sounds came from it, as if something was hitting it and was about to escape from it.

"Where's the 'god'?" Luo Chun looked solemnly and kept looking at Song Nan. However, he found nothing except the terrifying pressure spreading.

Lezhuo also frowned and used his remaining hand to take out a pair of monocles and put them in front of his eyes: "The energy did appear, and there were the same fluctuations as when the 'gods' came in the past, but... where is the 'god'?"

Song Nan paused and suddenly noticed that the energy film was slowly disappearing, and the direction it was converging in was right inside his body!

His pupils shrank, and a bad premonition gradually emerged in his heart.

[Ding - Passive skill: "God's Favorite", the "God's Power" originally obtained is: 10%. Due to unknown reasons, the skill has been improved by 1000%, and the "God's Power" currently obtained is: 100%]

[Ding——Passive skill: "God's Favorite", because the conditions are met, it will now start to evolve...]

Song Nan was confused, but before he could figure out the situation, the membrane around him suddenly burst, and then, huge amounts of energy swarmed in and poured into his body.

"Humph~"

He covered his lips violently, but he couldn't cover the steady stream of blood spurting out.

[Ding——Passive skill: “God’s Favorite” has evolved successfully, and now evolves into——Active limited-time skill: “God’s Descent”: 100% of the “God’s Power” can be used temporarily. If the physique is strong enough, it can temporarily become a contact One of the "gods" in history, possessing all its skills and abilities. 】

"Crash~"

The moment the system's mechanical sound disappeared, the silver chains rioted, attacking everyone around them out of control, seeking more sacrifices to achieve a deeper "god" arrival.

The chairman frowned, and the black mist rolled in, sweeping over the entire cherry blossom forest. At the same time, he restrained the scurrying silver chains, and rushed to Song Nan's side. Watching him fall rapidly, and still with the breath of life plummeting, he felt in his heart Startled.

"Nannan?"

Song Nan raised his heavy eyelids, his pupils were out of focus, and he looked at him blankly.

The chairman looked stern and grabbed the chain that had taken advantage of the sneak attack.

"click"

He held the tip of the chain tightly, and the sharp surface pierced his skin with the force, spilling a trace of blood.

The chairman held Song Nan's swaying body, looked at the silver chain with a crack, and said indifferently: "You have exceeded it."

The chains kept struggling, trying to break away from his shackles.

"Well……"

Song Nan looked in pain, with thick mist in his misty eyes. He unconsciously stretched out his hand to hook the corners of his clothes, and murmured feebly: "It feels uncomfortable..."

The chairman paused, loosened the chains, hugged Song Nan horizontally, raised his head, and seemed to be staring at someone through the black mist.

"Yuzhao, they are at your disposal, and their request is: Immortality."

In the black mist, a rather languid and lazy voice slowly came out: "Si Bai, don't forget, I am also restricted by the rules..."

Hearing this, the chairman chuckled: "Don't forget, you are the one who can make the impossible possible."

"Hey~" The school doctor walked out of the black mist, glanced at the angry young man in his arms, frowned slightly, then took out a lollipop and stuffed it into his mouth.

"What about those two people?"

The chairman glanced at him lightly, then waved his fingertips.

The black mist surged and rolled up two people who were dying but not fatally injured, and appeared in front of them.

The school doctor looked indifferent, picked up one in one hand, and carefully checked their condition: "Three days, let them stay in this state for three days. It will be very troublesome to deal with one. If there are two together, be careful I will hate you for the rest of my life."

The chairman frowned and asked indifferently: "No, it's too long."

The school doctor stopped, turned around, and looked at him: "Then let that kid come."

The chairman paused. Although he was a little confused, he did not refute: "Okay. You know how to find him, so I don't need to say more."

"Yeah." The school doctor stared at him faintly and responded rather complainingly.

Seeing this, the chairman said no more, hugged Song Nan, turned around and disappeared into the black mist.

The school doctor had no choice but to drag the two people who tried to kill him with their eyes, and slowly walked towards the infirmary: "Don't blame me, blame that guy. Also, don't act rashly before you are familiar with the rules. …”

"Forget it, who made you suffer eight lifetimes of bad luck, meeting Si Bai, a guy who can't think with common sense."

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The setting sun shone down, covering half of the sky in an instant, turning the looming pink cherry blossoms crimson in the diffuse black mist.

A white figure suddenly walked out of the black mist. In his arms was a trembling young man. The young man's beautiful eyes were filled with tears. His pale fingertips squeezed his sleeve tightly, and the fingertips were too heavy because of the strength. And glowing a faint red.

"Si Bai...it feels so uncomfortable..."

The chairman frowned, a hint of chill flashed in his golden eyes, and then gently patted his back: "Good boy, when I get back to the office, I will help you release some energy."

Song Nan pursed her lower lip, pressed her cheek against his chest aggrievedly, and responded in a muffled voice: "Okay."

The chairman's lips curled up slightly, and he spoke gently: "If Nannan survives, I will build a dessert house for you in the school, and I won't stop you from eating sweets. You can eat as much as you want, okay?"

Song Nan pouted and whispered, "I want to eat what you made."

The chairman chuckled: "Okay~ You are its owner, and whoever you want to do it for you can do it for you."

Song Nan hummed softly and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, feeling that the swelling feeling of overflowing energy in his body had also diminished a lot.

At this time, the embarrassed young man in red suddenly appeared in front, making a less scary face as if it was a joke: "Little brother! Your boss has made a grand appearance! Come and greet him soon..."

His words came to an abrupt end. When he saw the chairman with the formidable eyes, he immediately put down his hand, floated slowly to the ground, stood up cautiously, and curled his lips dejectedly: "You are here too."

A dark light flashed across the chairman's golden eyes, and he asked with a smile: "Yu Zhao didn't look for you?"

The ghost snorted coldly and raised his head in disdain: "How can he be as important as my little brother? Even if it helps me, he has to wait until I confirm my little brother's safety before going there."

The chairman gave a rare nod in agreement: "It's a good idea."

The ghost raised its head higher and looked very embarrassed: "That's it!"

The chairman smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to hold Song Nan down as he turned his head to look at the ghost: "Now that your safety has been confirmed, you can leave here."