Weird Resurrection: I Ate a God

With confusion, the two people put the blood into their mouths and tasted it.

Suddenly, the two of them opened their eyes wide, as if a flash of lightning flashed across their minds, making their hearts tremble.

This taste...this is...

The next second, a strong surprise emerged from their eyes, and their hearts were filled with uncontrollable ecstasy.

They have never tasted such delicious blood. It contains an extremely large amount of divine essence and has a strong life force. Just one drop allows them to taste an unprecedented high-level gene.

Their instincts and every cell tell them with desire that this blood is extremely noble. As long as they drink a lot, they can restore their fallen state and even improve their own genes!

You know, at their level, there are very few things that can help them. It is simply unimaginable that they can improve their genes with just some blood.

What is this if not divine blood?

"Is this you after awakening?" The hook-nosed man murmured, his eyes full of shock.

Red-level blood is the most noble blood in the world. Some Sons of God also have this kind of blood. It has also drank the blood of Sons of God before, but it has never given it such a terrifying feeling like this drop of silver blood.

Intuition tells it that no matter how much red blood it drinks, it cannot be compared to this drop of silver blood. This is not an exaggeration at all, because the two are not on the same level at all.

"Good boy, you are really my good boy. You are worthy of being a big spot in the sky." The Basilisk licked her lips and suddenly smiled foolishly. She was very surprised and satisfied with the changes in Langren's blood.

This blood is very attractive to it, and it can't wait to continue to taste this sweetness. However, Langren is currently poisoned. It knows this toxin very well, so it only dares to try a drop of silver blood and does not dare to continue drinking it. , otherwise with its monster body, it would not be able to resolve this poison within a few months.

"The so-called wealth is obtained through danger. Now it seems that compared with your feast, being trapped for twenty years is nothing. Good boy, you can't handle the various evolutionary fetuses that I asked the priest to keep sending to you. Fusion, I didn’t expect you to surprise us this time. You actually woke up on your own initiative. It’s really hard work and effortless.”

It smiled. After tasting Langren's silver blood, it had never felt it was so worth it. Now it couldn't wait to taste this delicious food.

However, it will have to wait.

Wait for the drug to take full effect.

Now Langren has been poisoned by the poison it carefully set. This is a poison that can poison even demigods according to legend. It is one of its most valuable treasures. It can be said that it has spent a lot of money, and now it has finally come in handy. , poisoned Langren at the first opportunity and lived up to its high expectations.

The purpose of poisoning was to disrupt Langren's life response. Although it knew that Langren had lost his instinctive body protection, for the sake of safety, it still carefully chose to wait for the poison to kill Langren before taking its mouth. After all, he had been poisoned, and Not less than a few dozen seconds.

Facing this once terrifying big spot in the sky, it had to be on guard. If it caused a resurgence of instinct like it did twenty years ago... they couldn't afford the gamble.

Death is just a matter of time for Langren. Even if Langren's body is acting strange, it still believes that it cannot withstand the poison that can poison a demigod. After all, Langren's strength is there.

Therefore, even if Lang Ren is let go now, it will not worry about him running away. At this last moment, it finally stopped pretending and chose to break up.

"I chose to poison you, making you gradually lose consciousness and fall into a decent sleep. My child, don't be afraid. Although we don't meet many times and have no feelings, I still love you. We have no ill intentions. We love you." It's just that we need your body and believe that you will always exist in our body and live forever with us." The basilisk said hypocritically, letting out a sick laugh, seeming to express his gratitude for his kindness.

Although it said it still loved Langren, its greedy and burning cannibalistic eyes were very honest.

"Disgusting." Silver blood flowed all over the floor. Langren sat on the ground, his face getting paler and his breath getting weaker, but his eyes were still cold and full of disgust.

"It's a pity, it's a waste." The basilisk ignored his words, just looked at the blood flowing all over the ground with a distressed face, and muttered to himself.

Suddenly, she raised her head sharply, picked up the potion on the table, squatted down and put the rim of the bowl against Lang Ren's lips, then grabbed Lang Ren's chin with one hand and squeezed it hard, as if to break it open. His jaw, let him drink this bowl of poison.

Five fingers tightly wrapped around his cheek, pinching it out of shape, but no matter how hard the basilisk tried, it couldn't squeeze his mouth open.

Seeing that Langren refused to cooperate, the basilisk became angry.

"Drink, I asked you to drink for me." The rim of the bowl hit Langren's lips hard, and he roared hysterically, his eyes full of madness.

However, no matter how the basilisk roared, Lang Ren just stared at it indifferently, closing his mouth tightly and letting the black potion spill from his mouth.

With a bang, the medicine bowl exploded under the force of the squeeze. The black medicine splashed on the faces of Langren and the basilisk, and the broken and sharp bowl cut hard on Langren's cheek.

But with the strength of his skin, it didn't cause a single scratch.

"You are really naughty." The basilisk's eyes were gloomy and he did not hide his murderous intent.

The next second, it suddenly hugged Langren's back, eyes full of love, trembling: "Okay, okay, don't drink, mom won't force you."

As she spoke, her voice became hurried, and she roared crazily: "Please die quickly, why don't you die! Don't die!"

Puff!

Accompanied by a strange sound, Langren suddenly opened his eyes wide.

A bloody arm stretched out from Langren's back. The basilisk hugged Langren tightly, grinning with a sinister smile.

"Let you sleep decently? Think too much, child."

"Does it hurt? It hurts a lot, I don't want to do this, sorry, sorry, but I just want to torture you."

Pulling out the palm that pierced Langren's chest, the basilisk stood up staggeringly, laughing like crazy, shaking the blood on its arm, looking at the big hole in Langren's chest, it deeply inhaled the bloody smell in the air, revealing an intoxicated look.

"Really, it's delicious."

Looking at the cruel and morbid violence of the basilisk, the hook-nosed man never spoke, but just watched it coldly, as if he had long been accustomed to the current mental state of the basilisk.

He did not stop the basilisk from abusing, because although it was crazy and ruthless, it was not ambiguous at all. The reason for doing so was to kill Langren as soon as possible, and to let Langren be fatally injured, while also testing whether his body could really be hurt without mutation.

For now, Langren has completely fallen into a mortal. This result made him feel relieved, which is good news for him.

"Why do you want to kill me, but you want to raise me." Looking down at the bloody hole on his chest, Langren coughed up blood and asked with weakness and unwillingness.

"Raising you is just to eat you, no different from a breeding pig. In our eyes, you are just a food. Shangcang Daban, Shangcang Daban, do you really think we are raising you?" The basilisk sneered condescendingly.

"From the moment you awakened, the protective red ring sealed around our house disappeared, and our strength was recovering little by little. From then on, no one could trap me anymore. As long as I eat you, I can evolve and become a god."

At this last moment, it exposed its thoughts without hesitation. In its view, Langren was just a dying man, and it didn't matter even if it told it these things. At most, it would make him die with a clear mind.

"Do you know that you were the most likely person in the world to become a god, and you were the supreme god. You were the most likely to start the third world evolution and become a new god! Do you know how many people want to eat you? Do you know how many people want to obtain this noble god position?" The basilisk showed excitement and yearning, as well as incomparable greed.

A general's success is the result of the sacrifice of thousands of people. In this era, how many people died of old age on the threshold of the god position, and how many epochs could not start the impact of the third world. Now, the key to becoming a god is in front of it, how can it not be excited? How can it not be crazy?

"Then I am truly honored, but I am not interested in whether it is a god or not. You just said that there is only one of this thing, but you have two. So... the question is, how should this supreme throne be divided?" Lang Ren looked at the basilisk and the hooked-nosed man while bleeding, revealing a weird smile.