Chapter 283

On the other side, Li Cheng had followed the dragon into the treasure house of the Wrathful Father God.

This treasure house is actually a place similar to the alien space of Liuli.

But the characteristic here is not that the speed of time is different from the outside world, but that other lives except the Wrathful Father God can only exert the combat power of mortals here.

This treasure house is not only a place for the Wrathful Father God to store things, but also one of his killers.

Li Cheng looked at the panel and found that the magic given to him by Master Tata could not be used in this space and turned gray.

But his inherent abilities such as "Staring at Pregnancy" and "Questioning", as well as the power of regeneration, are not restricted.

"The inherent ability is newly added to the test version, so there is no impact, and the power of regeneration... is it because the power of the witch is the same as the Seven Gods of the Abyss?"

Li Cheng smiled in his heart and looked around.

I saw that this space was full of gray, sticky, and almost invisible fog.

And in this fog, a dusty ancient door stood on the ground.

The height of the door is so high that it can't be seen at a glance, and it goes straight into the fog. Just by the size of this door, it can be inferred how many secret treasures are stored in this treasure house.

"Hey, all right, let's hurry up and get the reward given to you by the Father God."

The dragon looked like a dead mother, urging.

"Well, okay, Mr. Dragon." Li Cheng stretched his waist, as if he thought of something, and patted his shoulder: "By the way, Mr. Dragon, the Father God asked me to thank you for your contribution on his behalf."

"What...what?" The dragon's heart trembled, and the foot that had just been raised was instantly stunned like a stone.

He turned his head in disbelief and looked at Li Cheng, his mouth trembling: "You, you mean... Father God, he... he knows that the long whip is mine?"

"Isn't that natural?" Li Cheng pretended to be incredible: "Father God is such a person, how could he not see that the dragon whip is yours?"

"Hehe, hehe, hehe, it turns out that he knows, it turns out that he has known it for a long time!"

The magic dragon smiled foolishly, with tears of humiliation of being betrayed in his eyes.

To be honest, the magic dragon actually imagined that he would go to the furious father god to explain that the dragon whip was his, and then the father god would whip it back to the dragon.

After all, the furious father god has always been clear about rewards and punishments, and treats his subordinates much better than the other six.

But now, all these fantasies are shattered!

The furious father god, he knew that it was his dragon whip, but he still wanted to use it!

"My whip, stop! Stop!!!"

The magic dragon knelt on the ground and kept hitting the ground with his fists.

At this moment, he finally tasted what despair was.

Yes.

When Seuss Dahl cut off his dragon whip, he was not desperate, because he felt that he could still take it back.

When the Red Moon abandoned him, he was not desperate, because he felt that he could still lick it back.

Even when he was sent here by the Mother Goddess of Slaanesh and when the Star Wrath of the Angry Father God, he was not desperate, he always felt that he still had a chance to turn the tables.

But now, the dragon is desperate.

He is just an ordinary demigod. Although it is indescribably terrifying to other demons, compared with the terrible demigods like the Seven Gods of the Abyss, how is he different from an ant?

This long whip fell into the hands of the Angry Father God, and there is no possibility of taking it back!

He, the dragon, will be a Nanliang dragon for the rest of his life from today!

"It's over, it's completely over." The dragon hunched over and lay on the ground, no different from a stone.

Li Cheng smiled brightly: "By the way, Mr. Magic Dragon, there is one thing I haven't told you."

"..."The Magic Dragon ignored him, just like a stone statue.

"Well... that's it, His Majesty the Furious Father God, I'm going to ask you to come over tonight!" Li Cheng smiled cheerfully.

The Magic Dragon's face, which had already been petrified, moved again.

All his facial features curled up together, and he shouted out the cry of life:

"Mom, save me, save me, woo woo woo..."

The fatherless and motherless Magic Dragon actually called for his mother, which shows how much damage this matter has done to him.

"Crying? There is also time for crying." Li Cheng continued to smile cheerfully.

"Ahhhhh!!!" The dragon suddenly sat up from the ground, took out a dagger from his arms, and aimed at his throat: "I'm not going to live anymore! I'm not going to live anymore!"

"Being wrathful father god... I'm still a chicken feather!"

Yes, this great Mr. Dragon, who has caused countless tragedies in the Destiny Continent, chose to commit suicide in the face of the cold and desperate reality.

Such a beautiful scene, I'm sure the wrathful father god will smile with relief after knowing it!

The dagger stabbed straight at the dragon's throat.

But Li Cheng moved at this time.

He resolutely rushed to the front of the dragon, grabbed his dagger, and then "slapped" him.

The dagger fell, and the dragon was also overturned to the ground.

He covered his face in humiliation and slowly sat up: "You, what are you doing?!"

"Giving up life, that's what cowards would do!" Li Cheng stared at him. "I... I'm already like this, what else do I have to live for!" The dragon's expression became even more painful: "Please, let me die, let me die!"

"Hey, Mr. Demon Dragon, don't be so excited." Li Cheng stretched out a finger: "Don't you find it strange? Why does Father God ask me to tell you this?"

"Why, why?" Demon Dragon was stunned.

"It's to make you cry harder so that he can enjoy it more." Li Cheng spread his hands and said, "We generally call this situation role-playing."

"Huh? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ahhhhhhhhhh!!!! I'm alive chicken feathers, I'm alive chicken feathers!!! It's over!" the magic dragon howled and rushed in the direction of the dagger.

"Hey, Mr. Demon Dragon, stop arguing." Li Cheng grabbed him by the collar.

Thanks to the characteristics of this place, he was able to clamp down on the magic dragon.

"Don't be in a hurry to die yet." Li Cheng whispered from behind the dragon: "I'll tell you the truth. In fact, Father God doesn't want to tell you these things at all."

"What, what do you mean..." Under the impact of a series of information, the demon dragon's head could no longer maintain normal thinking.

"It means that the Furious Father didn't want you to know the truth. He wanted to pretend that he didn't know at all. That thing belongs to you, like a good gentleman, until the end, do you understand?"

"But...but, why..." The demon dragon turned around, extremely confused.

"Because he is such a hypocritical person." Li Chengcheng said nonsense: "On the surface, he treats his subordinates well, but in fact, he is extremely selfish, taking away his subordinates' relics and taking away their lovers. Such There are many things.”

"But he cherishes feathers very much. Anyone who knows his dirty information will die, because he believes that dead people have no secrets."

"So, so..." In addition to despair, there was a deeper terror in the demon dragon's eyes.

"So, the original plan of the Furious Father God was to pretend to be a good gentleman and make you fully trust him." Li Cheng sat on the floor and said the coldest words in the calmest tone:

"I will send you to the front line of the fire again, and let you be roasted to death by the fire."

"In this case, your soul will not be able to convert to the abyss, and no one will know about him changing into a dragon whip."

"This...this..." The demonic dragon clutched the sand on the ground and was too shocked to speak.

Even if he just wanted to commit suicide, he was thinking of returning to the abyss in this way and avoiding pain.

But what the furious Father God wants to do now is not even willing to let go of his soul!

So, is this the abyss?

The demon dragon gained a new understanding of the cruelty of the wrathful Father God.

But at the same time, another thought came into his mind. The magic dragon turned to look at Li Cheng: "But, why are you telling me this?"

"You have just made great achievements, but the famous man in front of Father God, tell me this, what good will it do to you?"

"Ha, you have accomplished a great feat?" Li Cheng sneered: "Devil Dragon, you are too naive. You and I are the only two people in this world who know that the whip of his furious father is not original."

"The cunning rabbit dies and the lackey cooks. When you die, do you think I can still live?"

"So that's it..." The demon dragon looked at Li Cheng in shock.

He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

Li Cheng, of course, would not give Mo Long a chance to think. He sneered: "Mr. Mo Long, as far as I am concerned, as long as you are alive, I am safe."

"That's why I'm telling you this, do you understand?"

"I...I understand." Molong nodded. He wanted to ask something else, but Li Cheng interrupted him rudely again.

"Then Mr. Demon Dragon, you have two choices now." Li Cheng stretched out his hands.

In one hand, there is a clay ball; in the other hand, there is still a clay ball.

"This is..." The dragon was puzzled.

"You want to live in false illusions as usual, live in the hypocritical tenderness of the angry father, become his beauty, and finally die in humiliation." Li Cheng said flatly:

"I still want to witness the reality of this world, live hard, and have real freedom."

"I...I..." Molong looked at the two clay pills in Li Cheng's hand and felt his heart pounding, as if it was about to pop out of his chest:

"Which one is false and which one is reality?"

"Both are realities."

"Ah?" The dragon opened his mouth in confusion.

"Watch the trick!" Li Cheng grabbed Niwan and stuffed it directly into his mouth when he was not prepared: "Because from the beginning, you had no choice!"

"Oh!!!" The demon dragon didn't expect the answer to be like this. Just when he wanted to resist, he heard the heartbeat coming from deep inside his body.

"This, this is, I... I, I am pregnant? How is this possible? I am a man... Even without the dragon whip, I am still a man!" The demon dragon looked at Li Cheng in disbelief:

"What the hell did you do to me!"

"Oh, what did I do to you? Stop joking!" Li Cheng waved his hand: "You are a demigod, and I am only eighth level. How could I do anything to you?"

"This..." The demon dragon calmed down after being sprayed by Li Cheng, and looked at him resentfully.

No, buddy, you are obviously weaker than me, why do you feel like I am trash...

"This is the reality of this world!" Li Cheng said earnestly, patting the demon dragon on the shoulder: "All the demons in this land have been planted with the same thing as you."

"That's what the wrathful Father God uses to manipulate us, a parasitic seed."

"The closer you are to the Wrathful Father God, the more obvious and clear the parasitic appearance of this thing will be."

"I call him the Charm of the Wrathful Father God!"

"What?" The dragon was fooled and was stunned. He looked at his swollen belly with fear on his face.

"This is why the Wrathful Father God is so popular." Li Cheng said again: "Dragon, think about it now. Do you still think that the Wrathful Father God is a god worth following?"

Hearing this, the dragon's head flashed with the scene of the Wrathful Father God taking his dragon whip and fighting him. His head immediately shook like a rattle, and his eyes were full of anger and humiliation.

"No, I don't think so. I think he deserves to die."

"That's right!" Li Cheng patted his shoulder happily: "What I just gave you is the antidote. Now that the Charm of the Wrathful Father God has disappeared, your smart IQ will occupy the high ground again!"

"So that's it..." The dragon swallowed his saliva and bowed.

He looked at his bulging belly and listened to his heartbeat.

There was no mistake. The only one who could put two creatures like this in his body without anyone noticing was the Wrathful Father God, a god of the abyss.

In other words... the demons all over the mountains and plains in the Wrathful Territory were actually like him, with big bellies...

And they didn't feel a bit strange, they just thought it was normal...

Well, what a weird picture.

Thanks to Angry Explosion, otherwise, I would have been kept in the dark.

The Demon Dragon thanked sincerely:

"Thank... Thank you brother Angry Explosion."

See, he also thanked me... Li Cheng patted his shoulder again: "Brother, there's nothing to thank you for. Okay, you must listen carefully to what I'm going to say next."

"Well... I will remember it." The Demon Dragon nodded quickly. He had already told Li Cheng most of it at this time.

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