chsdbacks Chapter 18 Good and Evil in One, Evil God Turns Against Him
Chapter 18 Good and Evil in One, Evil God Turns Against Him
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"Go to hell!!!"
Seeing that everyone had arrived, a ruthless glint flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, and her eighth spirit ring suddenly lit up!
"Eighth Soul Skill - Spider Queen Clone!"
This time, however, she didn't summon clones, but instead—detonated them!
Because Nan Feng's body is essentially a product of his eighth soul skill, his true self has absolute control over it!
"Crush me!!"
Bibi Dong let out a sharp shout and made a clenching motion in the air with one hand.
Nan Feng, who was rushing towards him, suddenly froze, a look of pain and disbelief on his face.
"How...how could you...?"
BOOM—!!
next second.
Nan Feng's body exploded in full view of everyone!
But instead of turning into flesh and blood, he transformed into countless purple-black specks of light, which surged back into Bibi Dong's body!
"Aaaaaah—!!!"
Bibi Dong let out a painful scream, clutching her head with both hands, her whole body feeling as if it were about to split open.
"No...get out!!"
"I am the Pope... I am Bibi Dong..."
"Xue'er... Xue'er..."
Her voice switched wildly between coldness and gentleness, and her eyes darted back and forth between purple-green and clear purple.
finally.
Bibi Dong's body went limp, and she completely fainted.
The entire room fell silent.
Qian Daoliu, Jin E, Guang Ling, and Qian Renxue, who was crying her eyes out, all stared blankly at this scene.
a long time.
Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, his expression extremely complicated.
"It seems..."
"Her illness is more serious than we thought."
……
The gardens of the Basilica of Saintess were in ruins and in complete disarray.
Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the door through which Bibi Dong was carried in, his expression extremely solemn.
"The Great Offering".
Golden Crocodile Douluo stood beside him and asked via telepathy, "Those two just now...were they really Bibi Dong?"
"That's right."
Qian Daoliu's voice echoed in Jin'e's mind, "Last night, when I sensed that Xunji was in trouble, I saw with my own eyes one of Bibi Dongs holding Xue'er and looking at the stars. But when I rushed into the Pope's palace, another Bibi Dong was... devouring Xunji."
"At the time, I also found it unbelievable and never understood how this woman did it, but now it seems..."
Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, a deep sense of apprehension flashing in his eyes. "This is not an ordinary backlash from twin martial souls."
"Golden Crocodile, did you notice that just now?"
"What?" Golden Crocodile Douluo was stunned.
"That clone that Bibi Dong shattered didn't show any spirit rings at all!" Qian Daoliu said in a deep voice. "Although she could use spirit power and even her physical body reached level ninety-seven, she didn't have any spirit rings or use any spirit bone abilities, which is consistent with the characteristics of a spirit skill clone."
"but……"
Qian Daoliu paused, his tone becoming somewhat incredulous, "Even if it's a mutated soul skill, it's impossible to have such complete soul fluctuations, let alone... an independent personality and memories! At this level, even I can't see through the truth."
"The only explanation is that she came into contact with... the legacy of the evil god."
Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression changed: "Evil God..."
"Besides a god, I can't think of any other power that could do this." Qian Daoliu sighed, his eyes filled with gloom. "That so-called clone is probably just an amnesiac personality that split off from Bibi Dong due to her demonic possession or the erosion of the evil god's power."
"She poured her love for Xue'er and her confusion about the past into that alter ego. As for her original self..."
Qian Daoliu didn't continue, but his meaning was already quite clear.
The original body is a madman consumed by hatred and evil thoughts.
"Brother, what do we do now?" Golden Crocodile Douluo asked worriedly. "A pope with a split personality who could lose control at any moment? If word gets out, what will become of our Spirit Hall's reputation? And... what if she suddenly goes crazy at an important event, or that clone comes out to cause trouble again...?"
"I know." Qian Daoliu closed his eyes and rubbed his throbbing temples. "But we have no choice."
"Golden Crocodile, have you considered this? If we were to remove her from the position of Pope now and force her out of the Spirit Hall, where do you think she would go, given her current strength and the legacy of that evil god?"
"A city of slaughter? Or should I find a secluded mountain forest to cultivate in seclusion, fully accept the legacy of the evil god, and become a true evil god?"
"At that time, a madman hiding in the shadows, possessing twin martial souls and god-level power, who even dreams of returning to take revenge on the Spirit Hall. Can you sleep soundly?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo remained silent.
Indeed, compared to an uncontrollable, clandestine threat, a pope who is out in the open and watched by countless eyes is obviously much safer.
"Therefore, regardless of whether she's schizophrenic or not, regardless of whether she's insane or not, she must become the Pope!" Qian Daoliu said in a deep voice. "Only by placing her in the position of Pope, keeping her busy with countless affairs, entangled in worldly matters, and constantly under our surveillance, can we ensure her safety!"
"and……"
Qian Daoliu turned his head to look in the direction of the palace, a complicated look flashing in his eyes, "That clone... that benevolent thought, perhaps is the key to our control over her."
"As long as Xue'er can still awaken that clone, as long as she still has feelings for Xue'er, this knife... will not completely go out of control."
……
The Holy Maiden's Palace, the sleeping quarters.
Bibi Dong lay quietly on the bed, her breathing steady, but her brows were tightly furrowed, as if she were experiencing some painful struggle in her dream.
Qian Renxue knelt by the bed, her two small hands tightly holding Bibi Dong's hand. Her tears had dried up, but her eyes were red and swollen as she stared unblinkingly at her mother's face.
She is afraid.
I'm afraid that when my mother wakes up, she'll revert to her cold and aloof self.
She was afraid that the gentle "new mom" who would fight desperately to protect her would never come back.
Beneath this picture of maternal love and filial piety, however, lies a far less serious debriefing meeting taking place in the depths of the soul.
"Perfect! Absolutely perfect!"
Nan Feng's Death Spider King soul floated above the Sea of Spirit, praising his acting skills just now, "The effect of that fight was really good, those old men were all dumbfounded."
"That's great, the persona is completely established now."
Bibi Dong's consciousness stood coldly to the side, looking at this heartless guy. Although she was still somewhat angry about his coercion, she had to admit that... this guy made the right bet.
"Based on your deduction, that old fox Qian Daoliu should have already fallen into the trap, right?"
"Absolutely."
Nan Feng was full of confidence, "If nothing unexpected happens, he's probably already imagining a grand drama of 'good and evil coexisting, and the evil god turning on him'."
"In his eyes, you are now a dangerous object that could go out of control at any moment. And that amnesiac clone is the chain that restrains this beast."
"So, he'll definitely come to confront you next."
Nan Feng sat up straight, his tone becoming serious. "Remember, when you wake up later, you must act as if you're wondering, 'Who am I? Where am I? What just happened?'"
"You need to tell him: you have no idea when that clone appeared! You've been in seclusion in your palace cultivating the whole time!"
"Now, here's the key point: you have to say: During the fight just now, you subconsciously wanted to activate your eighth soul skill, Spider Emperor Clone, but you discovered that the imposter you were fighting was actually your out-of-control eighth soul skill!"
"You absolutely must portray this absurd feeling of me hitting myself! The more innocent, the better; the more broken, the better!"
"Alright, I know, stop nagging."
Bibi Dong waved her hand impatiently, "Do I need you to teach me acting skills?"
"That's true." Nan Feng smiled. "After all, you're a ruthless person who was able to infiltrate Qian Xunji's life for so many years and still manage to turn the tables."
"Alright, no need for further flattery," Bibi Dong said calmly.
Nan Feng nodded. "Alright, your acting skills are alright, but your brains are definitely not that great."
"I merely used a little trick to manipulate you completely..."
"..." Bibi Dong.
"How about we go into the Rakshasa Secret Realm tonight and practice?"
Nan Feng's expression froze. "I was wrong!"