I'm Really an Alchemist

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Chapter 259 Chapter [-] Poor Big Devil Piccolo

"Enter my devil's way, enter my devil's way, enter my devil's way!"

Piccolo felt the voice in his head getting sharper, hugged his head in pain, and curled up in mid-air.

"Who are you!!"

Piccolo hissed and roared, and the huge aura burst out brazenly, crowding out everything around him, forming a violent momentum.

The hurricane set off in the desert, reaching the sky and touching the ground.

Human beings are extremely vulnerable under such natural disasters. They howl and fear, fleeing away from the hurricane.

"Damn, what's the situation!"

Wu Jianlai didn't think much about it, and appeared like lightning among the chaotic and fleeing crowd, throwing the chaotic and frightened passengers into the train one by one at absolute speed.

"rise!"

Amid the uneasiness of the passengers, Wu Jian maximized the activation of his own qi, increased his physical strength to the limit, and actually lifted the tens of thousands of tons of steam train above his head.

Holding the steam train full of passengers abruptly, it quickly moved away from the increasingly violent hurricane.

"And me, and us!"

The rest of the horse bandits begged.

But Wu Jian didn't pay any attention, he held the train away from the dangerous place, and then turned his head to look at the center of the desert, the hurricane had formed a tendency to cover the sky and the earth.

"What an evil spirit!"

Wu Jian put down the train lightly, his face became serious.

In the train, the passengers were upside down and squeezed into each other. Zhou Qi used his skill to sit safely in his seat.

The god Karl on the opposite side looked at the tornado outside the window with an extremely ugly expression, while the body of Piccolo beside him fell on the table like a doll, with a blank expression.

"Your students are so tired that they haven't woken up yet."

Zhou Qi glanced at Piccolo's body and teased.

Carl stared at the young man closely, trying to get a clue from his expression, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't see anything!

Does he know my identity?

Could it be that what is happening now is within your calculations?

The god Karl only felt that the nature of the two parties was reversed, that the other party was the omniscient god, and he was just a bug in the palm of his hand. This kind of speculation only went around in his mind twice before he threw it out.

impossible!

God is supreme!

The god Karl uses telepathy to cross thousands of meters, trying to connect with Piccolo.

But in the hurricane at this time, Piccolo, who was attached to the leader of the horse bandit, floated in the windless belt in the center.

"who are you!"

Piccolo growled.

The whirling wind blades, the manic sound of the wind, and the faint hoarse and weird laughter.

"who am I?"

"I'm you, Piccolo!"

A dark air emerged from him, separated automatically, and formed opposite Piccolo.

It was a Namekian who had the same appearance as Piccolo, but was extremely evil and gloomy.

"Magic!"

Piccolo's complexion changed drastically: "Impossible, I have already suppressed my demonic nature."

Xie Pik sneered and said, "I am not something as simple as a demon, I am you, the most fundamental and original you!"

Only then did Piccolo realize that the demon still existed in his body and mind.

The demonic nature in the body is nothing compared to the evil Piccolo in front of him. The demonic nature in the mind is just the demonic aura that Piccolo has infected after his experience in the human world.

Even if it is separated, the demonic nature is at best full of destructive desires.

But the Xie Piccolo in front of him is completely different. Piccolo can't feel his desire to destroy, but he feels chills from the bottom of his heart.

The real fear comes from the unknown!

"Pick, good and evil are always two sides of the same body. The demon nature you want to separate is just the inferior demon race." Xie Piccolo pointed to his chest and said, "I'm different. I'm the incarnation of your emotions and desires."

"Happiness, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, shock, no one can separate your emotions and desires, not even gods!"

Piccolo hugged his head, excruciatingly painful.

Xie Pik is of course controlled by Zhou Qi, and it is also true that the seven emotions and six desires have turned into demonic thoughts. Zhou Qi borrowed the technique of cultivating demons with the Dao Heart, and planted this magical thought in Piccolo's soul.

This magical thought is planted in the mind, which is higher than Piccolo, who is the incarnation of the demon race!

If you want to separate this evil thought, you have the ability to separate all the seven emotions and six desires, and make a clay sculpture Bodhisattva!

While Zhou Qi intercepted the telepathy of the god Karl, he deeply rooted the magic idea in Piccolo's mind.

Piccolo wailed in pain as the magic sound pierced through his ears.

His outlook on the world and life, his ideas and beliefs were easily destroyed by the evil thoughts.

"Bick, you are not a creature on earth. We all come from outer space, which is very different from life on earth."

Shebic bewitches people's hearts.

"Don't you realize that everything about me is so different from life on Earth, skin color and strength!"

"The values ​​of human beings are different from those of us Namekians. We, who have a long lifespan and great strength, should be the gods on Earth. They should respect us!"

"No, it's not true!" Piccolo covered his ears and shook his head repeatedly.

But at this time, he has a deep seed of demons, and he firmly believes in Xebike's words, but the more he is like this, the more intense the conflict between the three views is, and the more painful he is.

Lost mind.

The demonic nature grew wildly in the mind and gained the upper hand.

Piccolo raised his head suddenly, his expression was extremely evil, and his smile was extremely insolent.

"Hahahaha, I'm finally out! I don't need to be influenced by you anymore, I am the king of the demons, Piccolo!"

The big devil Piccolo snatched control of his body, and he froze.

The demonic nature hidden in the body didn't know what happened, he only knew that he somehow overwhelmed the good nature and obtained a body.

But what appeared in front of him was Xepic who was exactly like him.

The Great Demon King Piccolo was terrified. His demonic nature and viciousness were as pure and kind as a rabbit in front of this evil Piccolo. This was a natural class crush, just seeing Xie Piccolo.

Piccolo is about to pee!

"I, me, you, you, you..." The big devil Piccolo trembled, stammered, wanted to laugh but couldn't, his legs were trembling.

What's going on, what's going on here?

Why is there such a terrifying me, I, I am the devil, I am the most evil side of Piccolo!

He wanted to scream, to return his body to goodness, to hide in his mind.

Xie Pik looked at the big devil Piccolo indifferently, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab it slightly. The big devil Piccolo, who was about to run away with all his strength, felt that the palm covered the sky and the earth, overwhelming all his senses.

"Lowly demons, what right do you have to defile my heart?"

Xie Piccolo pulled out Piccolo's demon nature, crushed the elements of the demon race into powder, restored the truest and purest demon nature, and threw it back into Piccolo's body.

So far, two hundred years later, as the first boss in the main story, he completely disappeared from the world.

Xie Pik was planning to do something else, but suddenly froze and sneered.

"Oh, God."

puff!

The bandit leader Piccolo was possessed by, exploded suddenly, and Xie Piccolo turned into a demonic thought and fled back into Piccolo's soul.

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Chapter 260 Chapter Seventeen

"Pick, answer me!"

The smile on the face of the god Karl became more and more stiff, and there was no response to the telepathy.

He didn't feel that someone had intercepted his telepathy, but took it as Piccolo's obsession and refused to respond to him.

Damn!

The god Karl is getting more and more angry. Not only did Zhou Qi's identity not be found out in the lower realm this time, but if the substitute god was planted in, it would be a loss for his wife and a loss of soldiers. He is old and weak, and has no energy to train a second candidate!

Carl lowered his eyelids and sighed heavily inwardly.

He understands that the only way to stop losses is to sacrifice, and only by sacrificing the guy possessed by Piccolo, Piccolo can return to his body and suppress the demonic nature.