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Chapter 259: The Dominant "Smoked Meat"

"What a fool's dream." Before Lucian could say anything, Count Sanasis, who seemed to have heard Abu's words, sneered and seemed to be very disdainful of the curse of the goblin priest Abu.

Lucian raised an eyebrow, but he didn't expect that Count Sanasis would have the leisure to watch Abu's struggle while "cheating".

But Lucian did not dare to despise the curse from Abu like Count Thanasis did. After all, when he was chatting with Abu before, some of Abu's descriptions about the "Mother of Chaos" seemed to contain a way to guide them, the sons of chaos, back to the chaotic civilization.

In this way, perhaps the goblin priest Abu will suffer a great loss here, but he may eventually return to the chaotic civilization through some special way, and perhaps in the future he can return to his original position and find himself to take revenge.

“Hey.” Count Sanasis seemed to understand Lucian’s worries, and his tone couldn’t help but sound a little gloating.

"Don't think too much. Even if He managed to escape with His life, considering the divinity He lost this time, it would probably take thousands or even tens of thousands of years for Him to recover to His peak state. Not to mention... He can only return to Chaos after He dies, and here... If He is not decisive, He may not even have a chance to die."

“No chance of death?” Lucian was a little confused, but in a confrontation of this level he could only act as a spectator. If Count Sanasis hadn’t reminded him of these two sentences, he would have found it difficult to even watch.

At this time, under the stranglehold of those chains of order, most of Abu's divine thoughts had been destroyed, and only a dozen thoughts were left, fleeing out of the "main battlefield" of the encirclement of the chains of order in a panic, trying their best to flee to the outside.

But soon, these chains began to dance like snakes. This special "dance" not only had a special beauty, but also emitted very special regular fluctuations.

Under the influence of this fluctuation, Abu's thoughts of fleeing in a panic quickly receded, and even some of his previously destroyed thoughts reappeared at this time. These thoughts retreated like a reverse scene, merged, and recombined into the goblin priest Abu with fear and despair in his eyes.

"The power of that great being is called [Dream] or [Miracles], Tsk tsk..." Count Sanasis sneered, looking at the goblin priest Abu who was tightly tied up with chains, and sighed.

"Miracle?"

"To put it simply, whatever you wish for will come true!"

“No…” There was despair in Abu’s eyes, but at this moment part of his divinity already belonged to the Lord. Under the interference of those “traitors”, he even completely lost control of his body. He could only watch himself being bound by chains, hung up like a piece of bacon, and followed by the chains to a more mysterious and hidden space.

"Kill me, kill me!" Abu kept struggling, but his struggle seemed a little powerless at this time.

"What is he doing?" Lucian looked at Abu who was struggling, a little confused.

“Hey, between meals, that lord is still very clear.” Count Sanasis chuckled, and at the same time motioned Lucian to look at the space passage where a gap had opened.

Through the gap in the space channel, Lucian could vaguely see the scene on the other side of the space channel:

Next to the great being, there were pieces of "bacon" hanging upside down, one after another. The chains that bound them were swaying rhythmically. At a glance, Lucian couldn't even determine their exact number.

“Hiss…” Lucian couldn’t help but gasp.

From Abu's ending, we can infer that the "smoked meat" that exists and is collected are probably living gods.

Judging from the number of gods in that space, there are at least hundreds of gods bound and reduced to the "livestock" of the sleeping master. They are like groups of "leeks" being planted. Once the divinity in their bodies recovers to a certain level, they will be harvested regularly by the sleeping master. "What's so strange about this? After all, the weakest beings who can move in the star sea are gods. If He were in His prime, He would probably not eat the divinity contained in these gods. As for now... He is no longer qualified to be picky."

Count Sanasis' tone became somewhat bleak, and he also sped up his "eating" of the slate.

After continuously absorbing the special rule power on the stone slab, Count Sanasis's body swelled up like a balloon. His body, which was originally the size of a longan, was now stretched to the size of a tennis ball. His body also changed from its original light green color to a mixture of pink and green.

"Comfortable..." Count Sanasis sighed relievedly, and then burped loudly.

Lucian's eyelids twitched. You know, the chains had not disappeared yet. With Count Sanasis's rough stealing methods, he felt that it was only a matter of time before he was discovered.

But looking at Count Sanasis's small body, which is not even as thick as the chains, can he really be made into "live bacon"?

Lucian fell into deep thought.

……

On the other side, the northern border.

"Huh..." A knight from the Trujillo family suddenly sat up, his eyes had turned pure gray at this moment.

His face twitched slightly, his expression showing reluctance, anger, frustration and a bit of fear.

If Abu knew that the great being in the middle of the dream world could have such influence on reality, he would not have been so decisive in coming to the real world to make plans.

"Huh... now more than 70% of my true body is trapped in that space, but luckily I have always been cautious. Even under normal circumstances, I would have kept two emotional clones outside, otherwise I would have really been in trouble this time."

The knight of the Trujillo family, or Abu's clone, was both relieved and a little frightened. He first glanced angrily in the direction of the royal capital, but his actions were very decisive.

brush--

His body separated from the knight and then rushed quickly towards the obscure layer of the membrane wall of reality.

"I have already sacrificed 15 worlds to the Mother Goddess here before. The contribution I received is enough for the Mother Goddess to help me cut off the connection with my main body. As long as I am given some time, I will definitely be able to recover and fight back again!"

Abu's dark green eyes were fierce.

But the next moment, his face became extremely ugly. There was actually an old man in a simple robe squatting here, and in the old man's hand was a golden scale with many cracks and dim light.

(End of this chapter)