This martial god is too extreme.

Chapter 95: How many punches can the evil god withstand from me?
When Su Tu was still doing homework in school, he understood one thing: the more complicated the problem, the simpler and clearer the solution should be.

No matter whether they were the rising star warriors or the Three Weird Sects, they all seemed to regard the Blue Star people as tools to achieve some purpose, calling them natives.

Then the only thing to do is to make them shut up, make them feel pain! Make them afraid! Make them all die!!

This is the best solution to this problem.

And all this now is just the first step!
"Speak!" Su Tu's voice fell coldly.

The believer shuddered, and then said, "This subspace was obtained by the church in a transaction with an evil god of the subspace."

"That evil god has planted his mark in this space, and can draw emotions into this space to form a substitute."

"Only by destroying that divine seal can these substitutes be removed."

The believer spoke quickly.

"Really?" Su Tu narrowed his eyes and looked at the believer.

The believer assured with a solemn oath: "Of course...of course, I dare not lie to you, I dare not..."

He looked at Su Tu with fear in his eyes. This was the "devil" who was supposed to be their teacher but now slaughtered everyone.

Hearing his words, Su Tu smiled slightly.

"Where is the divine seal?"

"It's right there." The believer raised his hand and pointed to an inconspicuous corner. Su Tu looked in the direction and saw a dark brown mark.

The mark looked like a horn, winding and twisted, very strange, and various words were engraved on it.

Looking at the divine seal, Su Tu did not walk over directly, but asked the believer about the base and other plans of the Three Weird Cults.

But the believer was covered with a strong layer of cognitive distortion, and every time he opened his mouth, his speech turned into gibberish.

His mental level was not enough to break through the cognitive distortion, so he had to give up the interrogation.

Then he walked towards the divine seal.

The believer looked at Su Tu's back, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"He believed it!! He believed it!!"

"You are not a sir, you are a native. You damn native, how dare you treat the believers of the Three Gods like this!"

"You've deceived all the spirit hosts!! But now, you're going to die!!"

He clenched his fists excitedly. He had already imagined himself walking out of the paradise alive and then reporting the matter. The gentleman mentioned by the spirit host was an ordinary native who slaughtered the executors of the paradise plan and was eventually killed by himself.

He will take advantage of this favorable situation to become a high-ranking official in the church, and Lord Sufferer might even personally teach him a promotion ceremony.

"Yes!! Go!! Go!!"

"Become a sacrifice to the evil god"

"No matter how abnormal your body is, you can never be a match for the evil god!"

"You are such a piece of dirt"

He roared in his heart and waited, but suddenly the boy turned around.

All the believers' thoughts stopped at this moment.

Then, Su Tu grabbed his collar and took him towards the mark.

"A good man will go to the end and send Buddha to the West."

"This mark isn't right, is it?"

Su Tu said softly, although this space prohibits extraordinary things, the effect of his skills on him is still there.

Linghui's intuition vaguely reminded Su Tu that there was something very strange in that mark.

After hearing Su Tu's words, the believer's eyes rolled around, as if he was thinking of something to say.

But Su Tu didn't have the patience to wait for him to lie, so he raised and lowered his fingertips, and two streaks of blood rose up.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" The cultist let out a heart-wrenching wail, and his two eyes were gouged out in an instant and thrown to the ground like garbage.

"You're so looking forward to me touching that mark, so you can take my place."

Upon hearing this, the believer trembled involuntarily. He ignored the pain and said quickly, "No! No, I tell you, destroying the mark will indeed free the substitute, but it will also revive an evil god clone composed of my sect's divine thoughts."

"And anyone who touches that mark will be used as a sacrifice!"

"Will the evil god's incarnation be bound by the rules here?" Su Tu asked.

The believer was stunned: "The rules of the subspace are absolute."

"That is to say, the evil god can only fight with his physical body, right?" Su Tu confirmed.

"In theory, yes." Su Tu smiled after hearing the answer that satisfied him.

To be honest, he only had a vague understanding of the subspace. He even just now realized that there were evil gods in the subspace.

However, if he were to rely solely on his physical body in this forbidden place, he wondered what kind of surprises his advanced physical fitness would bring him?

"I wonder how many punches the evil god can withstand from me?"

And if the Evil God's clone is made up of the Three Gods' divine thoughts, then He is too good! !
Hearing Su Tu's words, the believer's eyes couldn't help but shrink. What kind of madman could say such a thing?

That evil god was the ultimate shadow that had once caused mass extinction. Did he know what he was about to face?

At this moment, the system's settlement page appeared.

【You caused a massacre!!!】

[Physical proficiency +100, Combat proficiency +100]

[Strengthen your body (Advanced): 110/5000]

[Fighting (Intermediate): 860/1000]

Su Tu lifted up the believer, and the believer seemed to realize what Su Tu was going to do, and he screamed in fear.

“You said you would let me go.”

"When did I promise to let you go?"

Su Tu interrupted the believer and crushed his last bit of fantasy.

"I said, if you don't tell the truth, you will die, but I didn't say you can live."

"No! I was wrong. I shouldn't have joined."

But before he could finish his words, he was thrown out by Su Tu, and his whole body smashed towards the mark like a cannonball.

"You don't know you're wrong, you just know you're scared."

boom!
Wow! !

At the moment when the believer's body touched the mark, the strange curved mark emitted bursts of strong light.

"No!! No!!!" The believers wailed unimaginably, as if they were enduring boundless pain in an instant.

As he wailed, his body began to twist by an unspeakable force.

His flesh and blood turned into mud, his bones solidified into small drums, and his head turned into a small drumstick in an instant.

A strange and evil atmosphere is floating around here.

Amidst the flying blood, flesh and mud, a short and twisted figure appeared in the strong light.

The figure held a small drum in one hand and a drumstick in the other, and burst into laughter.

That laughter was not sung in the world, but seemed to emerge in the heart.

At the same time, Su Tu also felt a large amount of divine thoughts accumulated in this figure.

From the moment I entered this space, the broken and cut self-space seemed to break free from the shackles and revive.

Blood Moon's extremely eager emotion swept over like a tsunami.

"Hahaha. Interesting, interesting. All the dogs of those three guys were killed?"

"Hahahahahahahaha!!! All right, all right, then these substitutes will have to belong to the great Bakalu."

Buckaroo twisted his body as if he was dancing.

A figure was reflected in Su Tu's eyes.

Bakalu's body was dark purple, and his head was like a goat. A pair of horns on top of his head twisted from time to time like a living thing.

"As for you, kid? What's that look in your eyes?" The figure looked at Su Tu, feeling that the look of the young man in front of him made him very uncomfortable.

At this moment, under the boundless desire of the blood moon, this evil god clone who had just revived looked like a walking huge experience bag in Su Tu's eyes.

This evil god's body is filled with pure 'candy! ! '

"you are God?"

"Hehehe, for you ordinary humans, Bakalu can indeed be called a god."

Bakaru held his sheep's head high and spoke in a defiant tone, as if he was preparing to receive worldly worship.

However, what he waited for was the sound of the young man in front of him swallowing his saliva.

"God, you smell so good."

(End of this chapter)