chsdbacks Chapter 55 I beg you! My loving father!
Chapter 55 I beg you! My loving father!
Chapter 55 I beg you! My loving father!
It cannot tolerate any form of "scarcity" or "pain".
They will definitely take action to "treat" it.
And this treatment is often so intense that it disregards the consequences.
It has become a new plague that is more terrible than the disease itself.
Those who worship pharmacists.
Most of them are civilizations or individuals suffering from illness, poverty, and short lifespan.
They formed organizations such as "The Secret Teachings of the Medicine King".
A fervent pursuit of abundant blessings.
Even if it means turning into something monstrous, I would not hesitate.
The biggest adversary is naturally the "Hunter" Lan, who is determined to eradicate all the evil creatures of abundance.
In addition, Cripper's "protection" of walls was sometimes also to prevent the spread of abundant evil.
The "order" Taiyi may attempt to regulate this chaotic growth.
The swarms of "breeding" Taizyuros and the Abundant Spawn share similarities in their disorderly expansion.
But they are fundamentally different.
The pharmacist had no malicious intent.
Its tragedy lies in...
It is the deification of the concept of "life desire" itself.
It cannot understand the concept of "too much of a good thing" or discern the long-term consequences behind prayers.
Its love and compassion are so absolute and vast that they have become a sweet sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of all beings.
It gives all life an infinite "life".
Ultimately, however, it may lead to the "death" of all life communities.
The image on the sky finally froze.
The pharmacist showered a rain of light upon a barren planet.
The back of his figure as he turned and left.
The planet was quickly covered in lush green.
Then the green began to writhe and mutate wildly, emitting ominous shrieks—
The narrator's voice was filled with endless sighs:
This is the "Abundant" Star God Pharmacist.
It is both a compassionate father to all beings and the source of a sea of evil.
Its blessings come without cost, for the blessing itself is often the heaviest price to pay.
Those who seek the ultimate abundance of life must ultimately confront the silent ruins that lie beyond, where all things grow wildly.
This epic, filled with contradictions and tragedy, has slightly cooled the feverish enthusiasm for Douluo Continent.
Many Soul Masters who were lured by "immortality" and "healing" were secretly horrified.
They began to realize what the seemingly benevolent deity was holding in his hands.
It might not be pure honey, but poison.
Bai E withdrew his gaze, his eyes growing even colder.
Onphalus did not directly pray for abundance.
But this force in the universe is as destructive as destruction.
They are all invisible hands that push civilization to the brink of collapse.
"Do you understand now?"
He whispered to his companions.
"This is one of the truths of the universe."
Power is never simple; redemption and disaster are often two sides of the same coin.
Ah, let us see these—”
Before he finished speaking, the sky suddenly darkened.
Immediately, a feeling of extreme discomfort arose.
An atmosphere filled with a viscous sense of life mixed with a destructive urge began to quietly permeate the air.
The distant sky seemed to have been corroded by an invisible force, creating a hole.
A trace of something originating from the pharmacist, yet incredibly violent and greedy.
A malevolent dark green hue is seeping out from it.
That wasn't a pharmacist, but—
"A bountiful—monster?"
No, it's an aura that's closer to destruction and abundance, twisted and combined—
Walter Young's voice traveled across the vast distance.
It was transmitted with difficulty using some kind of detection method.
There's something there.
"Pleasure" was thrown in prematurely!
Aha's "surprises" never stop.
And this time, the one cast was probably something even the Great Lord of Annihilation would find troublesome.
A true "disaster" from the depths of the bountiful sea of sin.
The compassionate yet perilous chapter of the pharmacist's story slowly came to a close under the sky.
But the alluring whisper of "unconditional blessing" remains.
Yet it is like the most deadly spore.
Deeply embedded in the soil of countless wounds in the Douluo Continent.
And it grew wildly in an instant.
A gaze that looks up at the sky.
From shock, fear, and ambition.
It quickly degenerated into an almost manic craving.
The power of the Star God is no longer an unattainable myth.
Rather, it could be a "miracle" that responds to a cry for help!
The desperate see hope, the greedy see a shortcut, and the wounded see a cure.
Countless voices, carrying either the last hope or the deepest delusion.
They turned toward the "Compassionate Medicine Master" who might be listening to all things in the darkness.
They offered their own prayers, some tearful, some fervent.
Deep within the ruins of Wuhun City, in a hidden prayer room.
Qianrenxue shed her white robes.
He knelt before his grandfather, Qian Daoliu, who was unconscious and whose breath was as faint as a candle in the wind.
Qian Daoliu burned almost everything in order to summon the projection of the Angel God.
At this moment, he was emaciated, and his powerful soul energy had dissipated completely.
The flame of life is faint.
The noble and aloof demeanor that once graced Qian Renxue's face was now gone.
There was only endless panic and grief.
She clasped her hands tightly, gazing out the window at the sky that seemed to still hold the compassionate glow of the Medicine Master.
With the strength of my very soul, I cried out in a hoarse voice: "Merciful God of Abundance—"
No matter who you are, no matter what the cost —
Please, please save my grandfather!
Take my soul power, my martial spirit, my life, anything!
As long as he wakes up—
Just let him live!
Tears rolled down her cheeks.
For the sake of our beloved, proud descendants of angels.
Without hesitation, they chose to bow down to another unknown "god".
Deep within the imperial palace of the Star Luo Empire.
Dai Tianfeng and a group of trusted ministers.
"Infinite vitality, rapid healing, and it might even break the lifespan limit of a Soul Master—"
A fierce flame burned in the emperor's eyes.
"If all of my royal guards receive this blessing, they will become an immortal legion—"
The unification of the mainland is just around the corner! Pass the order down.
It brings together all Soul Masters and scholars with Martial Souls related to life and healing.
We are fully committed to studying how to communicate, guide, and even —
Capture this abundant power!
This is the destiny bestowed upon Xingluo by Heaven!
In many more unknown corners.
Veterans who have suffered greatly from disability
Soul Masters Suffering from an Incurable Disease
Mother who lost her child
refugees who lost everything in the attack by the soul beasts —
Countless faint and desperate prayers.
Like a trickle of water, they gather together uncontrollably.
They don't understand anything about destiny or the universe.
They had only heard of a "merciful god" who could heal all wounds.
"Please, please let my legs grow back—"
"Let my child come back—"
"Let the pain disappear—"
Some of these prayers are intense and focused, while others are faint and diffuse.
They themselves may not be able to reach the pharmacist directly.
However, at this moment, the Douluo Continent is affected by the existence of the Sky Curtain and Aha's plan.
Its global barriers have long been riddled with holes.
More importantly, what Aha had previously thrown into this world as a "surprise" was...
That dark green fissure, imbued with an aura of both abundance and destruction.
It resembles an evil receiving and amplifying device.
These came from the creatures of Douluo Continent.
The desire for "life" and "healing" failed to reach the true pharmacist.
But it felt like finding the closest source of resonance.
Captured and twisted by that dark green fissure.
Then it came back in an even dirtier form!
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