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Chapter 702
chapter 0301 part 3
The Physical Body was cut open by a gash from the saber light of the Demonic Heaven Blood Transformation Blade, revealing the transparent Heart, as large as a hundred miles, like mountains and rivers.
The Heart beat. The Essence Blood, crystal clear like a Ruby, beneath the crystal-like membrane, emitted boundless light and heat, suspended before Tang Song like a small sun.
Tang Song patted the Blood Transformation Demonic Saber in his hand. The Blood Transformation Demonic Saber spun around, transforming into a Blood Dragon as thick as a wrist.
It carefully drilled into the opening in the Heart. Instantly, sizzling sounds rang out.
Countless blood-colored mist emerged from the Blood Dragon's body. Its Body Size rapidly shrank. From wrist-thick, it shrank to thumb-thick, but it appeared increasingly crystal clear.
After about one-tenth of the Essence Blood inside the Heart was consumed, Tang Song then withdrew the Demonic Heaven Blood Transformation Blade.
He examined this Physical Body. At the corner of his mouth, two sharp Fangs faintly grew out, but he instantly retracted the zombie fangs.
As if eyes grew on the back of his head, he looked at Ancient One and Odin behind him. The remaining Essence Blood, he planned to nurture his Golden Armored Corpse King Clone with it, but naturally, it couldn't be done here! That's right, this time, the one who followed Ancient One and Odin to the Heaven Dimension was just Boss Tang's Golden Armored Corpse King Clone.
As for his Main Body, it was still cultivating in the Meditation Room under the Lake Heart Island Manor.
Although Tang Song was confident that Odin, Ancient One, plus himself and the Blood Daoist transformed from the Demonic Heaven Blood Transformation Blade, four against one, should be able to take down Yahweh.
But a person of high status shouldn't take unnecessary risks. This is Yahweh's Lair after all. Tang Song always plans before acting. What if this God still had some Last Resort Method?
Tang Song originally wanted to call The Collector Tivan along. He thought about it, what if he caused more trouble?
He just didn't expect this God, huh, to be so weak!
Tang Song, however, didn't know that if he had come a hundred years later, Yahweh would have been able to digest this massive Power of Faith, and his Strength would have surged to Single Universe Level.
But the poor God also didn't expect that this Villain BOSS wouldn't play by the rules.
According to the script of the Marvel writers, shouldn't Superheroes honestly wait on Earth for the Gods to descend and Evil Gods to invade, and then defend Earth!
A reverse invasion, eliminating the danger in its infancy – this, clearly, was not in the script of the tragically deceased God.
"These Power of Faith? I can't create the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, but I can create a batch of Yellow Turban Warriors!"
Tang Song looked up at the Power of Faith that was like a Star Sea. As soon as Yahweh died, Paradise Mountain lost its master. His Divine Sense swept over this Divine Artifact which, according to Tivan, came from the previous Universe.
He instantly understood the origin of those low-level Angels.
This Paradise Mountain is a huge bio-nurturing device, using this Power of Faith as Materials to nurture these Angel puppets and bio-weapons in batches.
Theoretically speaking, this point is somewhat similar to the Yellow Turban Warriors. Of course, this is not referring to the Clone Yellow Turban Warriors produced in Raccoon City or Hive Base, but the Dao Soldiers nurtured by the major cultivation sects in the Jambudvīpa World.
No way! Paradise Mountain, and this Yahweh's Physical Body, and all this Power of Faith, he wants them all! Tang Someone rubbed his chin, a cunning smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. Without leaving a trace, he took out a high-quality Coffin from his Five Yin Pouch!
A golden yellow Coffin emitting rays of Radiance, inlaid with various Gemstones, looked extremely, uh, extravagant, and tacky!
Tang Song turned around. When looking at Odin, Odin inexplicably felt a chill.
"Your Majesty the God King, oh, no, Father-in-law, aren't you about to enter Ragnarök in a while? This is a Gift I carefully selected for you!"
Odin looked at the golden coffin floating before Tang Song, only feeling the blood vessels on his Forehead twitching rapidly, Blue Veins bulged.
"This, a Gift!"
"This is made from twelve types of Magic Metal from the Underworld, plus Vibranium and Adamantium from Earth. Look at this coffin lid, it's pieced together from Hotan Jade Stone from The East.
You don't need to worry about the coffin's sturdiness. Over a thousand Magic Gemstones were used on this coffin, and it can last for a million years without decaying. Also, inside the coffin, I also had them design a massage program."
"You can lie inside it in the future, cover yourself with a velvet Quilt / Blanket. Every week, it will automatically massage you inside. Don't worry about your Physical Body getting sores."
Odin looked at his cheap son-in-law with a filial expression. He could even hear Ancient One beside him trying to suppress her laughter. He gritted his teeth, his voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth: "Take your broken coffin away! Just say it, what exactly do you want?"
Tang Song honestly put the Coffin away, with a hint of flattery on his face: "Um, Father-in-law, the split we agreed on, can we change it? Fifty-fifty is too much. How about, I give you forty percent!"
"Alright!" Odin also put on a smile on his face, grinning and said, "As long as you agree to one Condition of mine!"
"What Condition?" Tang Song asked cautiously.
"Let me beat you up, you're not allowed to fight back! This entire Heaven Dimension, I won't take even one percent, it's all yours!" Odin said fiercely.
Before Boss Tang could consider if taking a beating was worth it, Odin had already raised Gungnir and chopped towards him. The next moment, a sea of lightning instantly submerged Tang Song.
(end of chapter)
The Physical Body was cut open by a gash from the saber light of the Demonic Heaven Blood Transformation Blade, revealing the transparent Heart, as large as a hundred miles, like mountains and rivers.
The Heart beat. The Essence Blood, crystal clear like a Ruby, beneath the crystal-like membrane, emitted boundless light and heat, suspended before Tang Song like a small sun.
Tang Song patted the Blood Transformation Demonic Saber in his hand. The Blood Transformation Demonic Saber spun around, transforming into a Blood Dragon as thick as a wrist.
It carefully drilled into the opening in the Heart. Instantly, sizzling sounds rang out.
Countless blood-colored mist emerged from the Blood Dragon's body. Its Body Size rapidly shrank. From wrist-thick, it shrank to thumb-thick, but it appeared increasingly crystal clear.
After about one-tenth of the Essence Blood inside the Heart was consumed, Tang Song then withdrew the Demonic Heaven Blood Transformation Blade.
He examined this Physical Body. At the corner of his mouth, two sharp Fangs faintly grew out, but he instantly retracted the zombie fangs.
As if eyes grew on the back of his head, he looked at Ancient One and Odin behind him. The remaining Essence Blood, he planned to nurture his Golden Armored Corpse King Clone with it, but naturally, it couldn't be done here! That's right, this time, the one who followed Ancient One and Odin to the Heaven Dimension was just Boss Tang's Golden Armored Corpse King Clone.
As for his Main Body, it was still cultivating in the Meditation Room under the Lake Heart Island Manor.
Although Tang Song was confident that Odin, Ancient One, plus himself and the Blood Daoist transformed from the Demonic Heaven Blood Transformation Blade, four against one, should be able to take down Yahweh.
But a person of high status shouldn't take unnecessary risks. This is Yahweh's Lair after all. Tang Song always plans before acting. What if this God still had some Last Resort Method?
Tang Song originally wanted to call The Collector Tivan along. He thought about it, what if he caused more trouble?
He just didn't expect this God, huh, to be so weak!
Tang Song, however, didn't know that if he had come a hundred years later, Yahweh would have been able to digest this massive Power of Faith, and his Strength would have surged to Single Universe Level.
But the poor God also didn't expect that this Villain BOSS wouldn't play by the rules.
According to the script of the Marvel writers, shouldn't Superheroes honestly wait on Earth for the Gods to descend and Evil Gods to invade, and then defend Earth!
A reverse invasion, eliminating the danger in its infancy – this, clearly, was not in the script of the tragically deceased God.
"These Power of Faith? I can't create the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, but I can create a batch of Yellow Turban Warriors!"
Tang Song looked up at the Power of Faith that was like a Star Sea. As soon as Yahweh died, Paradise Mountain lost its master. His Divine Sense swept over this Divine Artifact which, according to Tivan, came from the previous Universe.
He instantly understood the origin of those low-level Angels.
This Paradise Mountain is a huge bio-nurturing device, using this Power of Faith as Materials to nurture these Angel puppets and bio-weapons in batches.
Theoretically speaking, this point is somewhat similar to the Yellow Turban Warriors. Of course, this is not referring to the Clone Yellow Turban Warriors produced in Raccoon City or Hive Base, but the Dao Soldiers nurtured by the major cultivation sects in the Jambudvīpa World.
No way! Paradise Mountain, and this Yahweh's Physical Body, and all this Power of Faith, he wants them all! Tang Someone rubbed his chin, a cunning smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. Without leaving a trace, he took out a high-quality Coffin from his Five Yin Pouch!
A golden yellow Coffin emitting rays of Radiance, inlaid with various Gemstones, looked extremely, uh, extravagant, and tacky!
Tang Song turned around. When looking at Odin, Odin inexplicably felt a chill.
"Your Majesty the God King, oh, no, Father-in-law, aren't you about to enter Ragnarök in a while? This is a Gift I carefully selected for you!"
Odin looked at the golden coffin floating before Tang Song, only feeling the blood vessels on his Forehead twitching rapidly, Blue Veins bulged.
"This, a Gift!"
"This is made from twelve types of Magic Metal from the Underworld, plus Vibranium and Adamantium from Earth. Look at this coffin lid, it's pieced together from Hotan Jade Stone from The East.
You don't need to worry about the coffin's sturdiness. Over a thousand Magic Gemstones were used on this coffin, and it can last for a million years without decaying. Also, inside the coffin, I also had them design a massage program."
"You can lie inside it in the future, cover yourself with a velvet Quilt / Blanket. Every week, it will automatically massage you inside. Don't worry about your Physical Body getting sores."
Odin looked at his cheap son-in-law with a filial expression. He could even hear Ancient One beside him trying to suppress her laughter. He gritted his teeth, his voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth: "Take your broken coffin away! Just say it, what exactly do you want?"
Tang Song honestly put the Coffin away, with a hint of flattery on his face: "Um, Father-in-law, the split we agreed on, can we change it? Fifty-fifty is too much. How about, I give you forty percent!"
"Alright!" Odin also put on a smile on his face, grinning and said, "As long as you agree to one Condition of mine!"
"What Condition?" Tang Song asked cautiously.
"Let me beat you up, you're not allowed to fight back! This entire Heaven Dimension, I won't take even one percent, it's all yours!" Odin said fiercely.
Before Boss Tang could consider if taking a beating was worth it, Odin had already raised Gungnir and chopped towards him. The next moment, a sea of lightning instantly submerged Tang Song.
(end of chapter)
